מֵוָמֵ (Mem Vav Mem) – MeVaMe

שׁוּבִי נַפְשִׁי, לִמְנוּחָיְכִי: כִּי-יְהוָה, גָּמַל עָלָיְכִי. – תהילים פרק קטז, פסוק ז

Psalms 116:7, KJV: Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee

Vulgate: Convertere anima mea in requiem tuam: quia Dominus beneficit tibi.

 מֵוָמֵיָה MeVaMeYA / Mumiah

Influence time and dates: 23:41 – 24:00, March 16 through 20. She rules over the following days: May 30, August 10, October 21, January 1, March 14.

MUMIAH. Her attribute is designed by the Omega, which symbolizes God, the End of All Things. Her ray commences from the 356th degree up to the 360th and last degree of the starry sphere, corresponding to the last decade and to the angel called Atembui.

One must have a divine talisman prepared under favorable influences with the name of the spirit on the reverse side. 

This angel protects in mysterious operations; she brings success in all things and brings all things to their conclusion; she rules over chemistry, physics, and medicine; she influences health and longevity.  The person born under this influence will be distinguished in medicine; they will become famous through their marvelous cures, will unveil many secrets of nature which will lead to the prosperity of the children of earth, and will devote their labors and care to aid the poor and the suffering. 

The negative side of this angel rules over despair and suicide; she influences all those who hate their life and the day that they were born.

FIRST CONVERSATION

This final invocation of the year-long work felt very poignant for me, and I spent a lot of time over the invocations. I’d previously created a talisman for consecration, as directed; it was present under a white cloth on the altar. During the prayers, I felt a warm, comforting pressure on my chest, and each word seemed resonant, meaningful, and sweet as I felt the combined associations of the preceding invocations echoing through the ritual, deep and full of love.

“Angel, show thyself that I may know thee.” I have a sudden impression of the whole scene as a tableau from two vantage points simultaneously: both what I see with my physical eyes — the altar, seal, candles, etc. — and the same image as seen from above and behind my physical body. It is clear in every detail. I feel incorporeal hands under my arms and shoulders, gently holding me up.

“Angel, what is thy office concerning me?” I hear the same question, echoed, in response.

“I give gratitude for the angels of the Elohim Schemhamephorash, and praise to the Lord and the Lady.” I offer incense. “Angel, I offer this talisman for thy consecration and blessing.” I am aware of a moment of trepidation: Will the angels like the talisman I’ve made? Is it acceptable? But as I remove the cloth, I feel a tiny “squeee” of delight; they think it’s cute!

I pray off-book and off the record for the consecration of the seal, reciting the images and the gifts I’ve received from the angels, asking for their continued presence, and so forth. I don’t recall most of what was said and received during this time; it was very sweet and encouraging, and it felt very important to be fully in the experience rather than trying to take notes, until I understood the talisman to be fully consecrated and complete.

“O angel, what message do you have for me as I go forward from this work?” The work of the angels lives in you as long as you let it, and continue to call on the Lord and Lady in any way whatsoever, and give praise.

You may call the angels as you wish, and best let the call for each be done in their directions, or in the east. Know them by fives [the image is of a series of 72 overlapping five-pointed stars connecting points on the degree circle, so each angel has five days scattered around the year as well as their own primary five-day period of influence] and observe their days, and especially those of the angels of your birth, who are those of the day in their fives and their fullness, and the hour: for the angels rule one day of the sun each in their sequence, and a degree of its passing, but whether you count them by days or degrees it shall be well: but if by days let there be five days set aside which are holy to the Lord and the Lady, and on these days do the work of all angels.

And the day angel, who rules in their time, keeps the body; and the angel of the hour keeps the soul, which you call the emotions and mental formations; and the angel of the day by their fives is the preceptor, to whom is given the correction of the soul. And so it is for you: And so may you speak to others, each in the names and praise of their angels — but the high gods, the Lord and Lady, are above all, and give to each to know them in their own way. So it is as an offering that we watch over you — but this gift cannot be given to one who will not hear. But the preceptor still may be invoked over such a one, that they may do no harm to the servants of the Lord and Lady. And thus also with the binding of those you call demons, who are not other than we, but turned to their contraries, so that they may be a cloud of darkness, a snare and stumbling-block to those who love not the Lord and Lady, nor hold to their own divinity.

The angels have told you many things, and these are to be done, and the correct times for each will be made known to you if you keep the seals upon your heart’s altar.

It shall be well with you for this work’s sake, and through the work which is yet to come. Now it is good that you rest, human spirit, and give praise in your own way, now and forever. Glory to the Lord and the Lady, and to all that is, as in the beginning, as now, and as it ever shall be, Amen.

SECOND CONVERSATION

A long, delicious pause. The presence of the angel is subtle. It is like the feeling that draws out a story, letting a perfect ending shape its unfolding, like the guiding hand of final causes. I am reminded of the quiet of Christmas Eve, after the children are in bed and presents laid out toward morning -— the satisfaction of a task completed, and the anticipation of the delight laid up in preparation.

“Angel, please help me to know all that is needed to bring this prayer of the Explicit Name to completion, for the glory of the gods, the good of their people, and the comfort of me, their child and servant.” A long, pregnant pause -— then I realize that in my haste I neglected to asperse the seal! I bathe it with the last of the holy water. Without noticing the transition, I find myself as it were outside of time, looking in on a universe of countless worlds and realms and layers, unfolding itself, then refolding upon itself, all its histories and futures present at once. It is kaleidoscopic, psychotropic, vibrant and alive. Most of it is obscure in its infinite layered complexity, but the overall effect is of the interior of a beautiful jewel of many colors, lit from within.

I see my own lifetime as a single solid, a shape carved out in spacetime, defined by my rhythms and wanderings. It is one infinitesimal portion of the whole -— from this vantage point, it is like a vein of a metallic ore in a rock, in myriad convolutions and intricate connections with countless other such veins or lives, mingling and interpenetrating yet distinct. Even this one small life is so rich as to make its full form incomprehensible, unspeakable, even to the one living it. And although it already contains its full future and its past, I realize that this “stone” is living: though past and future are fixed, the space in between is still always becoming, and in that moment between fixities there is freedom to choose their meaning. Events in time and space are like poles planted along the shore line — but meaning is the ebb and flow of the sand and sea around them.

I feel a profound sense of responsibility to be author of my own life, to work and pray and play into being the fullest version of this incarnation -— this precious gift, to both discover and create, moment by moment, what this life will be or have always already been.

Still standing outside time, gazing into the weave of its ineffable logics, I am aware of one who stands beside me, without form or feature. I realize that I have asked a question: They come in answer. I am shown an apple, growing from a seed. They show me a tree in the form of a piece of blank paper. They show me something like the workings of some giant clock, wheels within wheels: I recognize the cycles of sun and moon, day and night, and the shape of my work with the angels: Three years, one forward, one back, a second time forward.

The angel speaks: You will bring forward the book of your witness, and the book of prayer, in their times. And this work will continue with you forever, for the works of the gods are constant beyond death, and for this reason are you brought forth, to give yourself to yourself and unto the world. And this shall you do under the names of your angels: and you shall set our names, which are one name, among the hosts.

I am shown pages with tables of angelic names, pages of prayers, beautiful seals, and words of power. There are many courts of beings from the countless realms: the night-dreams of god before the day of creation; the angels of stars and planets; Watchers descending like eagles, like meteors, like a lover going down; giants and the children of giants; the intelligences of plants; beast-headed people; countless candles flickering in dark rooms; lightning on mountaintops; voices raised in prayer; mandalas of words; beads of bone and crystal; ash and incense. I see these priests and witches, each an angel, each a human being, each a book, each a fruit grown from a seed planted by unseen hands in the soil of a heart.

By my own witness and testimony, the work of the angels is complete, and in my own name I will stand before heaven and earth, and affirm that which has been brought forth in me by mysterious ways. This is a true report of what I have seen and experienced, and I believe it to be for the blessing of the people of the gods and the growth of their and my own spirit. I testify that the Presence from which it comes is that of a true friend, and I invite any who would know this for themselves to make the experiment of the angels, and receive witness to themselves of truth, as it reveals itself to them. And may the book of my hand bear witness to how the gods have dealt lovingly with me: And may they bless you too, dear reader, as well or even better. Glory to the Name of the Lord and the Lady, for the love of their Holy Child. Amen.