דַנֻיֹ ( Dalet nun yod ) – DaNuYo

חַנּוּן וְרַחוּם יְהוָה; אֶרֶךְ אַפַּיִם, וּגְדָל-חָסֶד – תהילים פרק קמה:ט

Psalms 145:9 (Hebrew Ver.)

reciting the 8th verse of Psalm 103:

 The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy 

(Miserator et misericors Dominus: longanimis et misericors).

דַנֻיֹאֵל DaNuYoEL Daniel – To obtain the mercy of God and consolation. Governs justice, lawyers, solicitors. Furnishes conclusions to those who hesitate. Industrious and active in business, loves literature and is distinguished for eloquence.

Influence time and dates 16:21 – 16:40 25^th November until the 29^th November inclusively

DANIEL.  His attribute is  Sign of Mercy  and, according to others, the Angel of Confessions.  He corresponds to the holy name of  Pola  in the language of the

Samaritans.  His ray commences from the 246th degree up to the 250th degree inclusive, corresponding to the twenty fifth decade and to the angel called Eregbuo.  He rules over the following days: 8th May, 19th July, 29th September, 10th December, 20th February.  The invocation is done from 4:20pm till 4:40pm,

He serves to obtain God’s mercy, and to receive consolation. 

This angel rules over justice, counsels, attorneys and magistrates in general.  He gives inspiration to those who are encumbered by many things, and do not know how to take decisions.  He person born under this influence will be industrious and active in business; he will love literature and will distinguish himself through his eloquence.

Meditate on this name for bring your eyes and heart to remain focused on the end goal at all times. Awaken the persistence and passion to never and that means never ever settle for less!

The negative side of this angel rules over those who live by their wits, and all those who hate work and who seek to live by illicit means.

Daniel report: This angel is my namesake, and it’s a name I’ve worked with magically in many ways (of course), even if not in the context of the 72 specifically. This undoubtedly influenced the result of this invocation 🙂

Contact begins with a single, horizontal line, which resolves into a flat, even horizon. Dark sky above, bright flat ground below. A long wait.

“Angel, show thyself that I may know thee.” [A figure, dressed in everyday clothes, approaches slowly from the horizon, eventually resolving into an image of myself in another life, or like an artist’s rendition of myself–accurate, but abstracted. In one hand, they hold an apple; in the other, a book that is also a bell (?). When they speak, the words come from their mouth written as well as spoken.]

“Angel, what is thy office concerning me?” _I have nothing for you that you do not already have, yet will I make what you have new so that you may be set forward on your way. Listen and attend._

[A bell rings and does not stop ringing, one loud and subtle tone, and the angel begins reciting what sounds like holy writ but in a language I do not recognize. Memories of my past arise, especially moments when I’ve prayed in earnest, but also passing moments. Pressure builds in the top of my head, at the temples and crown; then waves of tingling sensations rise up my body, each adding to the pressure. I understand that the angel is reciting my life. More memories arise: moments of despair or triumph, ecstacy, boredom, when I was well, when I fought against myself, happy and sad, feelings without name. Things I had forgotten. One image, a photo taken of me as a young, bemohawked goth posing in an alley by a locked gate, persists longer than the others. There is no judgment in the angel’s voice. The waves continue to arise, filling me from the top down, throbbing in my ears. My heart is full of sorrow and compassion and a new understanding of the path I’ve taken, which looks different than when I was experiencing it in the present. My story feels less “epic” and more human now. Attachment to this story releases as understanding grows.

[My physical body and surroundings feel dreamlike, and my living spirit formless. My senses seem very clear; I see my hands writing, but they appear much older than I remember. The angel is still speaking, the bell still ringing–then, gently, silence. The angel closes the book and holds out the apple, which is split in half, witch-wise, so the star is showing. In one half, a small serpent. A long silence. The angel hands me the snake, which grows huge as they drape it over my shoulders. The energy which has built in my head and body begins sloughing off, falling around me like dry scales. I am aware of a structure in my brain glowing like a golden seed–the amygdala, I think, though it looks like the pineal gland. My body is translucent, barely there. The angel takes the seed, puts it in the apple where the snake was, closes the apple again, and begins fading backward toward the horizon. I feel at peace, and also a sense of melancholy or loss, until I realize I’m holding the apple myself, which brings comfort. Before the angel fades completely, I ask:

“What message for Rune Soup?” _The way of your angels is not as you think, but as you are. Do not be puffed up in pride, nor abased, but upright and as you are. Take heed: The work that will be asked of you is yours, and only you can perform it, though we will aid you beyond your knowing._

Second invocation, 11/29/2023

Contact begins with the image of a door set inside another door.

“Angel, show thyself that I may know thee.” _Enter in; it is open to you._ I open the inner door to a small chamber, warm with fire, lined with books and beautiful things. Two seats—one empty, the other holding a being who appear like myself, but with wings like an owl. They gesture, and I am seated; they present me with a steaming cup of something warm. _Tell me your troubles._ [I pray about sexual and relational issues that I won’t get into here, and feel my body flush very warm.]

_The desires which are in you have been placed there by the gods: do not deny them. But neither are they meant for your comfort, but to be a goad and a challenge to you, that you may grow. Therefore, take courage and despair not, but see what comes to you—and do not question whether it is right that you do so, for in this pursuit is the holy work which the gods have placed in you. And though many will not understand, or revile your , yet this is for a greater growth, for you are to bring about that which is not yet manifest in the world where you live. And by faith, what is hard will be made easy, and the crooked way made straight for one who takes each turning to its end._ The image of a labyrinth flashes before me, with one way out and in.

“Angel, grant me the courage to pursue my desires, and the wisdom to know what I want, and help it happen.” My body feels full of energy, but very quiet, for a long time. _Keep your desire ever before you, and doubt not its fulfillment, but stable in faith await the time of its fulfillment. The steps will be laid before you, but you must be ready to take them, without hesitation; the doors will appear, but you must open them._

I see that this place, with the angel, is also a gate, nested within a greater gate, and I ask that the greater door be opened. The scene shifts. I am on a high place. Spread out before me and below is a city blended with a forest, and there are many people in the streets. _The way is open, but on these wings you must descend, for what you seek is within the world of humans. But I will go with you, for your name’s sake and the love I bear you: go down from the mountain of your isolation, take on form and flesh, let desire enter into you: as a beast or as in childhood let it move within you, instinctually; and I and the angels of your birth with watch over you, that you may accomplish the ends for which you came._ With a rush of wings, we descend, and the vision ends.