Enochian “Book of Silvered Leaves”: Week 1 Update and Effects

It has been one week since I finished making the Book of Silvered Leaves, spoken of by the angel Mapsama to John Dee and Edward Kelley (Aaron Leitch first references this encounter in The Enochian Saga: Exploring the Angelic Journals of Dr. John Dee on page 130, and Stephen Skinner’s edition of Dee’s diaries give a similar accounting on page 319). I wanted to take this time to discuss what the book is, how I went about making it, and the effects I’ve noticed mid-consecration.

The angel Mapsama, whose name means dic illis in Latin–“tell them” in English–appeared on May 24, 1584 (Julian calendar) and instructed Dee and Kelley to bind together “48 leaves [of paper], whose skin shall bear silver: Whose Perimeter shall be 30 inches, in length 8, in breadth 7.” When finished, the book is to be placed in a room with the door closed (presumably locked) for two weeks. Dee is told to invite the angels of the Lord, and also that humanity “is not worthy to write that shall be written: neither shall there be found many worthy to open that book.” He was then to place the book on a table-cloth (presumably the same cloth which was to go over the Holy Table of Practice) and invite the angels. Dee gets little more information about the book upon further questioning, though does ask to be allowed to do less work than this(!).

No record of Dee or Kelley making such a book exists, yet this book, I should add, is considerably simpler, in theory, than the book of Liber Loagaeth. No 49×49 tables, no binding in silk, and the like. Instead, this seems like a straightforward creation of a book with silvered leaves, and, given the lack of guidance, it seems that all that is required is that each leaf have some amount of silver added to it, and then the book is consecrated by remaining out of sight.

The particular use of silver on a page struck me, reminding me of the Abramelin operation, at the end of which, when the Holy Guardian Angel manifests, the supplicant is to look upon silver and copy down the sigil seen therein. My own experience with this was that I saw it as if I had seen bright neon sign flash against darkness–in other words, I saw the after-image of that kind of glare–but only when looking at the silver. So here we have silver, like the moon with which silver has almost unfailingly corresponded throughout the millennia, creating a reflection of light (as it does with sunlight), and what is seen is to be copied on paper. My guess is that the Book of Silvered Leaves would operate similarly, and so far the angels have not given me an intuitive sense that I am wrong. For although I am not worthy to write in the book, the consecration may either rectify me with the Divine to do so, or at least allow me to copy that which is seen in silver into the book itself–not technically writing so much as capturing that which is written. For all I know, the method may be that I’ll walk into the room next week and find a completely written book! But the angels have indicated that my intuition is correct, and that moreover I will receive 19 symbols which are to be linked to the 21 letters of the Enochian alphabet, with B (in Enochian, the name for this letter is “Pa“) and C/K (“Veh“) being linked with the first symbol, S (“Fam“) and T (“Gisg“) with the last, and the remaining symbols each being linked with one letter each.

The main reason I’m writing this, however, is to establish how I went about making the book and to confirm its lunar effects. I took guidance from the book of Amzes Naghezes Hardeh (also known as Liber Loagaeth)–to use paper with no writing on it, cutting it down to 8 inches by 7 inches, and I simply glued silver leaf squares to an upper corner of each of the 48 leaves (front and back). I also bought an 8×8 scrapbook because the pages would be bound in the sense of “not going anywhere” to that scrapbook, and then put those leaves in the plastic sleeves (I couldn’t find an 8″x7″ scrapbook, so I taped off the extra inch on each of the 48 plastic sheets). Finding myself with one silver leaf remaining, I taped it to the front of the book. Finally, I had to adjust the width of the back slightly by adding in some cardboard. In all, this this took me about a week, and I was told by the angels that the astrological election for completing the work (which I counted as putting in the last page and then inviting the angels) would be obvious, and given my natal chart, it definitely was. When I finished the book, I activated the furniture, placed Liber Loagaeth above the Sigillum Dei Aemeth (which as usual was on the table), put the “flashing red and green,” tabasco-silk cloth atop the table so that everything was covered up. Atop that cloth I placed the Book of Silvered Leaves. As far as inviting the angels, I read lines 21 through 26 of table 1a of Amzes Naghezes Hardeh (Liber Loagaeth), read calls 1 and 2, and finally recited the first section of Dee’s invocation to the good angels (Fundamentalis ad DEVM Supplicatio, et Obtestatio pro Angelorum Bonorum, benigno, habendo Ministerio; in Latin and English). It has been one week since this, so this is about halfway through the consecration period.

The effects of this have been as follows: first, daily, I have sensed the energy coming from the room, and it grows every day. My sense is that it will ultimately encompass the entire home. Second, it has been an especially emotional time at home, which is quite in line with lunar effects. Next, I have noticed that other lunar effects, mainly dreams, have been strongly activated. I rarely remember my dreams, but I have been recalling them often. Finally, I have a sense that there is some angelic “resolution” associated with incorporating this lunar energy. Amzes Naghezes Hardeh/Liber Loagaeth indeed brought the wisdom of the cosmos, but some more “down-to-earth” revelation seems indicated by the Book of Silvered Leaves. It’s quite the oversimplification to call Amzes Naghezes Hardeh/Liber Loagaeth “solar” (though the solar angelic prince Bornogo is featured prominently in Leaf 9) but if one incorporates the idea of the path of the sun as pulling in all of the cosmos, then it makes sense that it can open the gates of Wisdom/Chokmah. My sense is that there will be quite complementary solar and lunar energies from using both books in tandem, and I wouldn’t be surprised by a lunar wisdom (or perhaps a foundation/Yesod for such Wisdom) coming from the Book of Silvered Leaves.

I will, of course, give an update to this when I have finished the consecration of the book and have more to report.

Squaring the Circle: Using the 49 leaves of Amzes Naghezes Hardeh (Liber Loagaeth) to create a magic square

I was inspired by a recent Discord chat to think about combining the 9-foot diameter silk rug with something that I’d read on Stefan Neil Klemenc’s website. Here, he comments that one could combine all leaves of Liber Loagaeth into a single, 7×7, double-sided magic square. I was thinking about the dimensionality of such a square in terms of a modern unit of measurement. How long should the sides be? How precise can we get?

For a square of radius n (in this case, the diameter is 9 feet and so the radius is 4.5 feet), the side-length of the square is (π) * n, or about 7.976. Divided over those 7 columns (and, later, 7 rows), the length is about 1.139 feet per leaf, or about 13.6732 inches. Well and good, but I didn’t like having this strange amount left over, and directly converting this into metric units doesn’t help much. Luckily (or was it Providence?) I started out by subtracting a foot off of each leaf, leaving about 1.6732 inches. Then I converted that leftover amount into centimeters and the amount is as close to exact as one would expect: 4.2499672 cm.

So, if this is something you want to do, for the unit length of each column and row, mark off exactly one foot and, from that, another 4.25 cm, and you will have a square made of Liber Loagaeth leaves which almost exactly matches the area of the 9-foot red silk rug that the angels tasked Dee & Kelley to make. Note that this is long before the invention of the metric system (please stop insisting that Enochian was a con pulled by Edward Kelley, people!).

The nice thing about this is that you only need to print off one side at a time (granted, it needs to be done on a very large printer!) and then these two sides can be joined on either side of the circular silk rug. Voila! You have squared the circle.

Also, as an aside, I’m almost done with Leaf 20 of the Excel version of this book, so this is by no means theoretical; printable versions of the book are going to be open-source.

Gebofal, Day 17

Sunrise: Call to Aethyr of UTA/VTA (“you-tay”). Call to King BABALEL. Vibrated both the governors of this Aethyr as well as the Zodiacal kings associated with it. I got a side effect from a shot and wasn’t feeling great (nearly vomited), so I repeated the call to UTA just to be safe.

The angels instruct me to put both hands up on the leaf 33b, because they can tell that I don’t have much strength to leave my hand on the Holy Table. Nonetheless, they ask that the sides of my feet remain abutted to the plastic furniture risers (which I am using in lieu of those made of sweet wood), which contain the four miniature Sigilla Dei Aemeth.

I see a whirling disc, full of color. This, they say, is the preview of the rainbow body, and the preview of Chokmah, and of Kether by way of Chokmah. I generate compassion at their request. The angels are directing me to a throne. They note that although my physical body is not well, my astral body is ready for this vision. I put my hand on the Holy Table at their direction.

The angels mention that Babalon appeared to me briefly when I was sick, and that God in His Mercy (J/Iehusoz) prevented my vomiting (praise be unto him). King BABALEL praises my calling upon the zodiacal kings. This will be sort of an upgrade for me: as a result, so much more will occur (though so much had to occur for this result!).

I continue to sit upon this throne. I’m a bit paralyzed, but everything I see come before me, I have a lot of compassion for. I see a whirlwind of angels, rotating: at this point, it’s unclear whether it is they or I who is speaking. The message is: “It’s enough. No matter what: it’s enough. The rainbow body is enough for this.” All of the horror, all of the beauty: everything is enough in this moment. The angels instruct me to sit upright in my throne. They note the cube created by the four legs and the seat, but also, the arising from that, the head and heart, and the larger spheres implied by them: this is the rainbow body crown.

The angels (governors and kings) say that they will do “surgery” on my subtle body now. I vibrate their names and express my gratitude. They express their gratitude for me doing this, even though it was very difficult. I ask if there’s anything else, and they say no. “Rejoice, Son of Man, Son of God, Son of Earth. Such was the worst of these [Aethyrs].” The angels instruct me to remain in the throne astrally, and show me a couple of discs before closing the vision.

Noon: Similar procedure: this calling of the Zodiacal Kings will continue through the rest of the Aethyrs.

I’ve recovered somewhat, and focus on the heart of compassion. I remind myself that chunks of this world needs to be grokked before one can have compassion towards them. Once again I’m seeing the 7D sphere, with line segments (but, emotionally, “rays”) emerging from the origin, indicating directions and seven colors. I ask the angels what I ought to focus on in order to balance across these dimensions. The angels instruct me to continue with my compassion, but also try to start incorporating others’ perspectives. I acknowledge that this is not my strong suit, but the angels say to keep trying, even in small ways: it’ll make a huge difference.

I see all seven of the angels, plus my HGA, almost bouncing up and down on my chest, trying to jumpstart this subtle body/psychic surgery and work. I see two of the angels, Ooanamb and Gebabal: they lead me to a door in outer space, which is similar to the door in a previous vision, except rather than being in “regular” outer space(!), it’s a trippy, psychedelic, Jackson-Pollock-on-drugs kind of space, very vivid colors. The angels instruct me to go through the door, and I do; like with Orpheus, I can’t help but look back. I see the door dissolve into this psychedelic space and become one with it.

Now I feel as though I’m falling, but the angels correct me: I’m not falling. The mind is what is falling: this is the force of the drippings being pulled by the Abyss. The general gravity is trying to pull me down out of the Heart of God. One must be patient and persistent, and eventually a being’s heart will magnetize toward the Heart of God, rather than fall away from it. “You need to not identify with the drippings.”

Considering that the door is what has dissolved, and that there’s this downward motion I’m feeling, I remind myself that in space–other than gravity, collision, or magnetism–the body tends to either remain in the same motion, or at rest. So I ask all of the angels collectively how to approach this Divine Center, and again the angels say to be willing to let go of my ideas of reputation. Be willing to let go of a bunch of things so to allow being authentically in Divine Union, and the blessings coming to “will be beyond what imagination could have predicted.”

The angels are trying so hard to help me recover physically, and I’m very grateful for this. There’s a tiny circle directly ahead, and it’s a planet, like unto the Pure Land, they say. The angels tell me to keep in mind that there is a slight flaw in some of the doctrines surrounding the Pure Land, which is to say that this world is corrupted. The angels tell me not to worry so much about that.

Instead, coming to this Pure Land, the angels inform me that this is the proper perception that all is already perfect. I become distracted by visions of me not too far off in the future, two to six months. I return to the vision, and try to relax into it. I sit for a bit in the perfection of this pure land, recognizing the perfection of all things. My heart realigns a bit. The angels encourage me: “Yes, this is what we’ve been waiting for you to do.” The angels close the vision with instructions to rest, and I express my gratitude.

The vision ends.

Sunset: Similar procedure.

I see the same psychedelic scene again. The angels reiterate that I need to be consistent about remaining in compassion. The angels point to the psychedelic scene again. All of this needs to be loved, I’m told. This is a big task, and this needs to be constant, but I will be able to do this, even if not 100%. That’s what the rainbow body is. Making the effort and doing the work and trying is all very important, they advise. I say that I will take it to heart, and the angels ask me to take it in heart, so I do.

The angels recommend just trying to sleep tonight, and that tomorrow should look a lot better. They ask me to continue compassion and lovingkindness towards all, even towards things: “You’re in the same world together, and a chair has the level of consciousness to be such and not something else, doesn’t it?”

My holy guardian angel pulls me aside to speak. He says that this may be the last time he and I speak. Should I be successful in crossing the Abyss and realizing the rainbow body, he will become fused with me. He wants to express his love towards me, and he thanks me for reaching out to contact him, and I’m so very touched I start to weep a little. I return my love to him and I say that though I am a human and below him in the hierarchy, I consider him to be a brother. “No,” he says, “we are the same. We are brothers.” He enfolds himself about me for when the fusion occurs.

I ask the governors and kings, whether they have anything else to show me: “Please do not hold back, if it’s in your heart to give.” They say no, to continue to this lesson: remember to love all, even thoughts.

The zodiacal kings whom I have called roll up the remaining zodiacal kings who were passed over in previous scrying session. “No worries,” they say, “you were going according to the formula you knew. Now it’s good that you’re using this formula.”