וָהֵוָ ( Vav Hey Vav ) – VaHeVa
גָּדוֹל יְהוָה וּמְהֻלָּל מְאֹד; וְלִגְדֻלָּתוֹ, אֵין חֵקֶר. – תהילים פרק קמה, פסוק ג
Psalms 145:3 Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised; and his greatness is unsearchable
(Magnus Dominus et laudabilis nimis et magnitudinia ejus non est finis).
וָהֵוָאֵל VaHeVaEL Vehuel – Sorrow, contrariness. For the exaltation of oneself for the benediction and glory of God. Sensitive and generous soul. Literature, jurisprudence, diplomacy.
Influence time and dates 16:01 – 16:20 20th November until the 24th November inclusively
VEHUEL. His attribute is Great and High God . He corresponds to the holy name of God Mara in the language of the inhabitants of the Islands of the Philippines. His ray commences from the 241st degree up to the 245th degree inclusive, corresponding to the twenty fifth decade and to the angel called Reno, under the influence of Mercury. He rules over the following days: 7th May, 18th July, 28th September, 9th December, 19th February.
This angel and those, which follow up to the 56th, belong to the seventh Order of Angels, which the Orthodox calls the Choir of Principalities. The invocation is done from 5:00pm till 5:20pm. One should recite the Psalm in its entirety when one is tested by afflictions and when one has a vexed spirit.
He serves to make one enflamed towards God, to bless Him and to glorify Him, when one is touched with admiration. This angel rules over great people and those who raise themselves and distinguish themselves through their talents and virtues. The person born under this influence will have a sensitive and generous nature; he will be held in esteem and will distinguish himself in literature, jurisprudence and diplomacy.
By meditating on this name you will find the strength to restrain selfish longings. Through this Name you can ask for your soul needs, not what your ego wants. Find deep appreciation for whatever life brings. This can brings happiness in the deepest sense.
The negative side of this angel rules over egotistical men; he rules hate and hypocrisy.
Vehuel report: Contact begins with the palpable presence, on either side of me and slightly before me, of two beings like living pillars or like dragons, potent and still and in constant motion within themselves. A feeling of intense pressure in my chest.
“Angel, show yourself that I may know you.” A sudden crashing chaos of sound, the climax of orchestras; everything is alive and singing at once. The air throngs and teems with flashing, darting lights, eyes and faces and figures and voices loud in praise and thanksgiving. It feels overwhelming; I am unable to form coherent thoughts. Eventually, however, the volume fades slightly, not as if the song is ceasing but as if there’s a little more space in my consciouness to hold it. I see two shining beings before me, alike and also different, like angels or dragons, male and female both, who move as if they’re one. They raise their hands in greeting or benediction.
“Angel, what is your office concerning me?” _Mortal one who stands at the gates of eternity, go no further at this time but hear us, and praise with us the greatness of the gods, who are everywhere present. [I sing the versicle again, and keep singing. My heart grows warm, and an almost unbearable sense of wonder and gratitude rises up, seeking expression. I feel held by countless hands, and coiling serpents of light circle my legs and arms. Full of bliss, I want to linger here. The angel speaks quietly now on either side, like tongues of flame licking my ears.]
_Remember, dear one, that you too are holy, and the gods are with you always as with the least things of creation, and thy heart also is a god and full of grace. Be comforted in this, that all you need is fully present; even in every ditress you are held and whole, and by thy offering partake in the glory that you give, as do we all._
_We bring you this: Know that among the worlds are many who doubt and believe not that they are of god: this too is part of the way, and even the darkness is holy and beloved, but to you is given a little light. What you do with it, and with the power that moves in your heart, shall give shape to your dwelling in eternity, which is prepared for you against the day of your habitation, which is not yet, for you stand at the gates, and the period of your wandering is not yet accomplished._
_Thus say we all to you: be as a burning brand in the working of your will, and share forth the ardor of your being among those whose ears are open to you, and pour out praise unceasingly for all that you find, that the darkness may be filled and redeemed, not unto light but unto the gods, for its nature is darkness, and this is good. Holy art thou, and all things. Remember this, and your voice will be heard among the angels and the fallen ones, and the ends of the earth sing with you._
“Angel, what message for Rune Soup?” [The universal singing intensifies again, and I see flashing blue lights weaving a shape like a [dodecahedral?] crystal, whose corners draw close like a net. Within it are a few human figures, whose individual songs come into sync as they draw closer, and become coherent, and the other voices echo them in harmony.] _Holy holy holy, each in their own voice: holy the harmony they sing together, praise to the gods and all that is._
Second invocation, 11/26/2023
Contact begins with the impression of a very tall, dark column, like but not the same as Devil’s Tower in Wyoming, seen from the base. Heat seems to emanate from it.
“Angel, show thyself that I may know thee.” _You must come up then to me. I shall aid you, for you are yet small and your strength is yet growing._ I am rising up the pillar. On either side, up the length of the wall, are carvings like snakes. I pass through a layer of clouds, and find myself on a wide, flat surface; before me, a vast post-and-lintel door, with another and another beyond, giving the impression of the infinite regress seen between two mirrors. Above and around, dazzling starfields and nebulae. Turning around, I see behind me another infinite series of gates, and a gigantic being, many times my height, slender, with a purple cast to its skin and something like horns on its head. It crouches down to meet me at my level, and I see myself reflected in its giant, gentle eyes. Now I see the two “horns” are in the form of the cherubim of the Ark, and between them is a sort of box with no sides, only edges. It is empty. The energy between the two horns is intense, like the focused attention between lovers or competitors. The angel raises its head again, and the vision of the cherubim is taken away. Then it speaks, slowly; some of its “words” I am unable to parse clearly.
_Oh human being, how small are you and I before that One who dwelleth beyond all comparisons [beyond duality?]—how pale our thoughts before the canvas of that great Mind which comprehendeth us from our crowns to our feet, and knoweth the deep roots of us, who even now creates and sustains us on every side. And though my position is as high above your home as the mind of your kind can fly, and stands at the gates of infinity, yet do I marvel at the greatness Beyond, for it is deeper even than I comprehend. It is for your blessing that I meet you here, as far downward into specificity [matter? form?] as I may descend, to mediate and meditate that great Mystery with you. How strange I appear in your eyes! How little you see—and yet I know that much that is clear to you is dark to me. Yet the Great God knows all this, and has Their feet below the roots of your world, and Their causes beyond my heights. So let us pray together, and wonder at our sameness [identity?] in this holy place, and our unspeakable differences, each in the proper temple of our being. For this is a mystery, and a miracle, how each of us is as the angel of the highest [is like unto God? contains the universe?], as a god among gods, so great in our smallness, infinite in our variety, and joined as one in prayer._
The vastness of space lenses around me, as if to form a shape or idea at once both simple and profound–but as soon as my mind tries to grasp it, there is a sudden release of tension like a bubble bursting, and the angel disappears rapidly heavenward, and I am drawn rapidly back down, into my body, and am left with a feeling of mixed awe and humility.
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