הֵהֵעָ ( hey hey ain ) – HeHeA

– לָמָה יְהוָה, תַּעֲמֹד בְּרָחוֹק; תַּעְלִים, לְעִתּוֹת בַּצָּרָה.. תהילים פרק י:א

The Book of Psalms Chapter 10:1

Latin Vulgate 10:1 quare Domine stas a longe dispicis in temporibus angustiae

King James Version 10:1 Why standest thou afar off, O LORD? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?

הֵהֵעָיָה  HeHeAYA Hahaiah –

Against adversity. Governs dreams. Mysteries hidden from mortals. Gentle, witty, discreet manners.

Influence time and dates  03:41 – 04:00 16th May until the 20th May inclusively

 HAHAIAH. His attribute is  God of Refuge .  He corresponds to the holy name  Theos  from the Greek tongue.  His ray begins from the 56th degree of the circle to the 60th inclusive, corresponding to the sixth decade and to the angel called Atarph; he rules over the following days:  31st March, 11th June, 22nd August, 2nd November, 13th January. One invokes the help of this angel against adversaries;

The auspicious period begins at 3:40am and lasts till 4:00am.  He rules over depths, and reveals hidden mysteries to mortals.  He influences wise, spiritual and discreet persons.  A person born under this influence has affable habits, a pleasant physiognomy and agreeable manners. The negative side of this angel rules indiscretion and untruth; he rules over all those who abuse peoples’ trust.

Tingling; clear vision; yearning

“Angel, show thyself to me, I pray.” Shells within shells, ethereal. From the cosmos inward around me. Rhythmic throbbing in my ears. Sense of expectancy. “Angel, please help me see you clearly.” A figure stands around me; I am in its heart. Powerful and a little sad; hard to see, but present.

“What is thy office concerning me?” To fortify you in the midst of trials. To redeem you from despair. To open what is inside you so that you stand among us in your own right. Image of my heart opening like a cocoon, from which an ethereal butterfly emerges.

“Angel, I seek guidance in deepening my connection to earth and spirit. What is your message?” I tell you, move slowly. Do not despise what you already know. Tend it like a garden: do not seek beyond, but water it, return it to itself, turn it over in your heart until it reveals its divinity. I am speaking of daily and mundane things. They carry holiness within like vessels. Avoid distraction; become still, with empty hands and mind. Let them be filled from within, and then offer it up and become empty again.

“What message for the others who speak with angels?” A cone, like incense. Sweetness is within. Fire releases it. It is good to wait for the right moment. A female pubis. This is the same. It is a waiting, holding, not changing.

“What do I need to know of mystery?” It is fertile and fecund. Do not attempt to reveal it, but wash in its perfumes. Let it expand within you. Become dark as the Beloved.

I stand far off so that you will have room to grow. It is a gift to be in solitude; it is a gift to be blind and dumb and without strength. We the angels cannot do this. Only you bodied ones can go within yourselves and regenerate in new forms. It is for us to wrap you in soft threads of mystery so that you may undergo metamorphosis in the dark. This is the glory and work of the gods, and the birth of spirit. In this way the universe is peopled.

Image of a giant, like an old skyscraper. It is fixed in place and is painting the sky with bold colors. It taps on the dome of the sky and it shatters, leaving a small serpent like a spermatozoan and a mandala of stained glass fragments. The serpent grows legs and becomes a human, with a head like a tower. The tower is struck by a hand from heaven, and the figure splits in two. Inside is a beautiful, life-sized human, which seems small, naked and holding an egg. Its feet are beautiful and crush bloody snakes and flowers. An aura of wonder and sanctity and wild innocence. A moaning, yearning voice sings tunelessly and with great beauty. This image remains, moving slightly but not transforming further.

Second invocation, 5/17/23

Contact begins with a sudden hush; the light becomes softer. Quick image of a being in dark robes.

“Angel, show thyself that I may know thee.” A sound like dogs barking, in my left ear, which begins to ring. Many chiaroscuro faces appear within the robe, grotesque in the sense of a peal, each unique. There appears to be thick smoke in the air around the figure, and the surface of the land is wasted and cracked. A hand emerges, bearing a staff. A voice, high and feminine. _What would you ask of me?_

“Angel, I would know things that are hidden from me, and are to my benefit to know.” _Then hear this. What is said about you does not concern you, either for praise or blame. Attend not to it, but follow in the way that is revealed to you [Note: The next day, I was approached by two people who had taken different sides in a discussion where my name came up. Following the angel, I did not get embroiled, to the great benefit of my mental health, I’m sure].

_Here is a sign: It shall be when the moon is dark, and the footprint of a dog will show the way. I see a dim cellar of stone, full of old books. _It is yours to be one who digs among the dead, and your way is protected: but the thing which you find in tombs must be made whole in the light of the sun, lest they bring pestilence to the people: but for you they are as food._

“Angel, thank you. I would know concerning the so-called Nuctemeron genii.” _They are subtle, and stronger than they seem: and little concerned with the deeds of the humans, save those who approach them in the spirit of creation. For they are half-formed, and seek toward their own birthing. And in this they have the nature of dreams, which are revealed on waking. Therefore, when you call them, look for what is yet subtle and small: in this they show their strength. Nor are they as angels, for they seek toward form, and body: Therefore make offerings, that they may come forth. Do this with care and careful prayer._

“Thank you, angel. I pray that you will guard me, and keep me safe among enemies, and any who wish me ill.” I see a pack of dogs leap snarling from the figure, running in all directions until the sounds of their barking is swallowed up by distance. Then with a gesture toward silence, the figure opens its robes, revealing a city of gold, with many inhabitants, and they worship with cymbals and strange rites under the eyes of monstrous idols, but they do not pray to the idols; rather, their prayers are empowered by these beings. The angel says, _Let them fear thee who hate the gods, for they see you not: and among them you will be as one masked and mantled, and your companions are mighty ones among the living and the dead. Therefore walk in thy appointed way, and fear no evil.”