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[ANGEL] 14 Gemini, The Angels of Philosophical Books

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  • Gulshan vl
    14 degrees Gemini The Angels of Philosophical Books Also known as The Angels of ‘Amami’ Beloved, All knowledge is directly available to the children of
    Message 1 of 11 , Jun 3, 2007

       
       
       
      14 degrees Gemini
      The Angels of Philosophical Books
      Also known as
       
      The Angels of ‘Amami’
       
      Beloved,
       
      All knowledge is directly available to the children of Divine Being through meditation. The focus of attention and resulting meditations brought on through reading divinely inspired philosophical books therefore brings great delight and enlightenment to many on the path of mental wisdom.
       
      We inspire and supply the perfect books for every interest in the arts and philosophies.  Our resourcefulness is unlimited in this regard.
       
      Sometimes old and ancient books bring important and appropriate messages for present times.  Some of these timeless treasures can be the best resources to address current spiritual issues such as the pursuit of enlightenment and the development of mystical powers which are all birthrights of sincere seekers.
       
       Some books transcend limitation, like Franz Bardon’s books which form the basis for these angel messages (see end of this message). Others, like the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali,
      In the Light of Truth by Abd-Ru-Shin,
      the writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan, and
      The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East by Baird Spalding, …
      to give a few examples of timeless books, can provide keys to open up worlds of higher truth. 
       
      At this time especially, however, many people are inspired to write majestic tomes filled with precious jewels of divine wisdom.
       
       We guide seekers to just the right books as they tread the path of Divine Wisdom.
       
       
       
       
       
       
      Here is one of our stories:
       
       
      PARIS DOVE
       
      Once upon a time, a beautiful girl named Rachel wistfully looked out her window overlooking the rooftops of Paris. Her apartment was high on a ridge, so off in the distance she saw morning sunlight sparkling on rivers as gentle breezes ruffled treetops.
       
      She turned slowly, noticing the fine Chippendale desk glowing warmly in a ray of sunlight. She gave silent thanks for the elegant cut crystal vase holding a perfect white rose.
       
      An old leather covered book that Mr. Lariviere delivered yesterday lay there next to the rose. 
       
      Rachel noticed an aura of mystery surrounding the book.
       
        It beckoned to her, it invited her to come and peer inside.
       
      Feelings of deep peace came over her! She held her breath as she reverently opened the finely etched ancient cover. 
       
      She loved to read!  Dear Mr. Lariviere knew exactly the kind of books she treasured, and this one was to be exceptional!
       
      She could hardly wait to see what secrets it held for her!
       
      Peering intently, she beheld the name of “Brother N. P. Cornelius,  humble servant of The Most Exalted and Supreme God, 1849” elegantly scrolled on the old yellowed paper.
       
      And so began her journey.
       
      “On the path of humble service,” he had written, “pilgrims such as myself often wonder how God can work through such imperfect vessels. Even so, I have discovered a mighty and wondrous secret; I have discovered that in the morning hours, when the world sleeps and dreams, visitations from God’s angels sometimes come swiftly and surely, even to someone like myself, who is but a beginner on the path to Wisdom.”
       
      In sweet anticipation, she continued reading.
       
       “ The Archangel Gabriel himself often comes to me on shafts of light that pierce the veils between the heavenly worlds and this.  When He comes, I fall prostrate before him, and he lifts me up and tells me that I am Beloved of the Most High
       
      “He reminds me that mankind is Beloved of God, that God’s love never fails to see indwelling divinity of His Omnipresence in each of His Beloved Children.”
       
      “Each of us is an expression of His Omnipotent Divine Love, and each of us is forever connected to Him by this Divine Love
       
      Page after page she read. It was as if Brother Cornelius was right there with her, his words as fresh and alive as if they were just spoken.
       
      His thoughts and feelings jumped off the pages and into her heart, her Soul, her Spirit!  Sentence by sentence she experienced herself reaching, touching, the very steps of the gates of Heaven!
       
       She read and read.
       
      The light outside grew dim and still she read.
       
       Finally, about nine thirty that night, she gently closed the cover.
       
       Filled with flowing feelings and heavenly elixers inspired by the heavenly hosts, she wanted time to integrate powerful new insights that glowed within her soul.
       
       She needed time to ground herself, to contemplate.
       
      First, though, she would go downtown to her favorite small sidewalk café for a bite to eat. She had not eaten since day before yesterday.
       
      She barely noticed the passers by.
      Her mind was full of Angels. 
       
       She walked as if in a Dream. 
       
      How lovely Brother Cornelius’ descriptions of Angels were! Great Archetypes they were, embodying qualities of Divinity radiating to incarnated children of Divine Being. She felt enthralled by their vast treasures of heavenly wisdom and love, and sensed their tender loving care!
       
       At times she bathed in their most precious holy waters of life, transported to the very steps of the throne of God Himself.
       
       Thanks to Brother Cornelius’ book, she had been magically transported into the heavenly company of exalted angels who unceasingly sing hymns of glory and praise throughout eternity!
       
      After her meal she felt tiredness come over her, and she went back to climb into bed.
       
      That night, about three in the morning, she was startled awake by an unusual glow and electric vibration shining throughout her room. 
       
      She remembered the words of Brother Cornelius.  She remembered his descriptions of shafts of light that pierce the veils between worlds!
       
      “OH!”
       
      Her hand flew up to her Heart. A most beautiful humming sound caressed her being.
       
      “Dear Gabriel,”
      she whispered,
      “ How I long to see your most glorious essence!”
       
      Deeply her Heart opened as she communed with Divine Being in loving and fervent prayer,  “Dear Father, I am asking that you accept my Love,  the Love of your humble servant Rachel.  I ask that you allow me to serve in your plan of Heaven on Earth, even if in the most little and insignificant ways.”
       
      In response, a deep benediction came over her. She drifted into a silent space filled with great and sovereign consciousness.
       
       A long time seem to pass. Eternity.
       
      She must have gone to sleep, because in the dim pre-dawn light of early morning, she was awakened again by a sound. Her eyes fluttered open.
       
      At the foot of her bed snuggled in the deep burgandy coverlet a solitary gray dove lay nestled in peace and contentment.
       
       A fresh branch of green fern lay close by.
       
      She watched the dove as it quietly slept.
       
      A most refined spirit of peace, purity and love pervaded the room. 
       
      As the first rays of the sun pierced her window, the dove stirred.
       
      It rose and flew gracefully through the curtains and then soared over the rooftops of Paris into the far horizon.
       
      Tears of joy fell from her eyes.
       
        Her Heart sang joy and devotion to Almighty God in deepest reverence and profound ecstasy.
       
      In wonder and awe she finally aroused herself for another wondrous day.
       
      She gazed through ever fresh tears of joy at the ancient book.
       
       Today she would walk the path of Heavenly Wisdom and Love with Brother Cornelius as he shared with her the glory of his visions of God.
       
      MIRACLES
       
       
       
      ‘A-M-A-M-I’
       
      A and umlaut A, ae…’We tap into the highest knowledge and the most profound truths of the enlightened mind to shelp heal the mind.’ We inspire the release of limitations and imperfection for transformations into other states that are the highest good of all concerned.
      *
      M…We help open the mind to ideas, to the flow of vitalized feelings, sensations, and life spirit.
      *
      A and umlaut A, ae…We inspire understanding of artistic and mental talents and abilities to the level of the highest wisdom and illumination. We confer control over negative beings, and master beneficial changes in matter.
      *
      M…we teach an inward understanding of the growth and change process, fluidity of ideas, and the laws of flowing, especially in the metal sphere.
      *
      I…We teach mastery of shape, measure, number and weight and thus impart comprehension of metaphysics and philosophy.’
      **********
       
      The melody of the letters of our name are the notes of G, C, D, G, C,  D, and G.
       
       
      *
       
      MIRACLES
       
       
       
      Footnotes:
      The names and meaning of angel groups come from Quaballah, which is a very ancient set of teachings which together form a common precursor, or root, of three of the world's religions: Judaism, Islam, and Christianity.

      Each degree of the zodiac is ruled by a high being of the heavenly host in the zone girdling the earth, and the angels who work with him or her. The being and the angels share the same name. This name is a key to their powers and influence.
      * Names, phrases, or sections, in Italics or single quotation marks in the angel messages are quoted or paraphrased from the books of Franz Bardon.

      Information of the heavenly hosts of the zone girdling the earth is referenced from THE PRACTICE OF MAGICAL EVOCATION, ISBN 3-921338-02-6, and Information of the divine virtues and the letters are referenced from THE KEY TO THE TRUE QUABALLAH, ISBN 3-921338-12-4]. Publisher is Dieter Rüggeberg, Wuppertal/W.
      Germany. These books have very important information for these studies.

      ***

      The book " Initiation into Hermetics" ISBN 3-921338-01-8, is a preparatory book for the others. Franz Bardon's last autobiographical book, "Frabato the Magician", gives historical background and was compiled by his German publisher from notes written by Franz Bardon. This book is most important for understanding present day political issues.


      THESE BOOKS MAY BE PURCHASED FROM MERKUR PUBLISHING, INC.

      1-800-204-2473


      The newer versions of these books may not have the appendixes which contain very helpful information. Its best to find used older copies that do have these appendixes if you can. If you have these, read Frabato the Magician first, with appendixes, and then read appendixes from the other three for background.

      If you have questions about how to meditate on the divine virtues or what the angel messages are about, go to the archives at the lovingpurelove egroup in Yahoo. * Previous messages contain instructions on the method of meditation for the divine virtues.
       The lovingpurelove egroup site is a loving cyber family learning together.   
      The angel messages are indexed there. Email Polly at pmenendez@...
       
       
      Or go to the lovingpurelove website
      http://groups.yahoo.com/group/lovingpurelove
       

      We have a yahoo group for people who want to receive only the angel messages and have access to all previous messages on the web.
       
       
      Go to http://groups.yahoo.com/group/SpiritusAngelMessages
       
       
       Email for 12 one page indexes, one for each sign of the zodiac, containing a list of 30 messages with descriptions, with DIRECT links to all the UPDATED angel messages on the web. For these links to work, you must be a member of lovingpurelove egroup or spiritusangelmessages.

      ***********


      If you don't have an instrument for playing the sounds (pitches) associated with each letter, here is a program which will play the notes at the correct pitch like a tuning fork:

      http://angelmessages.paradisenow.net/bardon_s_books.html#Sounds


      ******************

      For a copy of the TIBETAN EXERCISE OF PARADOX, which stimulates whole brain functioning, go to
       
       http://angelmessages.paradisenow.net/tibetan_exercise_of_paradox.html
       

      And for information on emotional processing (Emotional Healing Exercises), go to
       
      http://angelmessages.paradisenow.net/tibetan_healing_of_emotion.html
       
      Books on emotional healing by Dennis Linn, Sheila Linn and Matt Linn are recommended. Also recommended: THE PRIMAL REVOLUTION [this one is easiest to understand] and THE NEW PRIMAL SCREAM, by Dr. Arthur Janov, and any books by William R. Emerson Ph.D.
       
       
      {Note:  The entire process of recapitulating and healing wounded emotions is elaborated in detail in a new book in process, “Healing the Past for Good” being written from the teaching materials of the late Dr. Michael Schlosser, Ph.D., to be published in the future.}


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      Stationery by Polly Menendez
       
       With additional support from Gulshan

       
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      Note: The messages that were sent out originally are being rewritten daily with important information. It’s good to update the original messages in your archives.

       
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      The Law of One is the original law of Creation, and is the supreme Law over all laws in all dimensions.


      THE LAW OF ONE


      We are all one.

      When one is harmed, all are harmed.

      When one is helped, all are healed.

      Therefore, in the name of who I AM that I AM,

       one with all;

      I ask that ONLY THAT WHICH IS THE HIGHEST GOOD OF ALL CONCERNED happen here and now, and through all time and space.
      I give thanks that this is done.
      SO BE IT!
       
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      Message 2 of 11 , Jun 1, 2008
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        14 degrees Gemini
        The Angels of Philosophical Books
        Also known as
         
        The Angels of ‘Amami’
         
        Beloved,
         
        All knowledge is directly available to the children of Divine Being through meditation. The focus of attention and resulting meditations brought on through reading divinely inspired philosophical books therefore brings great delight and enlightenment to many on the path of mental wisdom.
         
        We inspire and supply the perfect books for every interest in the arts and philosophies.  Our resourcefulness is unlimited in this regard.
         
        Sometimes old and ancient books bring important and appropriate messages for present times.  Some of these timeless treasures can be the best resources to address current spiritual issues such as the pursuit of enlightenment and the development of mystical powers which are all birthrights of sincere seekers.
         
         Some books transcend limitation, like Franz Bardon’s books which form the basis for these angel messages (see end of this message). Others, like the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali,
        In the Light of Truth by Abd-Ru-Shin,
        the writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan, and
        The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East by Baird Spalding, …
        to give a few examples of timeless books, can provide keys to open up worlds of higher truth. 
         
        At this time especially, however, many people are inspired to write majestic tomes filled with precious jewels of divine wisdom.
         
         We guide seekers to just the right books as they tread the path of Divine Wisdom.
         
         
         
         
         
         
        Here is one of our stories:
         
         
        PARIS DOVE
         
        Once upon a  peaceful  time, a beautiful girl named Rachel wistfully looked out her window overlooking the rooftops of Paris. Her apartment was high on a ridge, so off in the distance she saw morning sunlight sparkling on rivers as gentle breezes ruffled treetops.
         
        She turned slowly, noticing the fine Chippendale desk glowing warmly in a ray of sunlight. She gave silent thanks for the elegant cut crystal vase holding a perfect white rose.
         
        An old leather covered book that Mr. Lariviere  gently  delivered yesterday lay there next to the rose. 
         
        Rachel noticed  the  aura of mystery surrounding the book.
         
          It beckoned to her, it invited her to come and peer inside.
         
        Feelings of deep peace  flowed strongly through  her!  
         
        With an inner knowing that this book was precious, she held her breath as she reverently opened the finely etched ancient cover. 
         
        She loved to read!  Dear Mr. Lariviere knew exactly the kind of books she treasured, and  she knew that  this one was to be exceptional!
         
        What secrets  was  it  holding  for her!
         
        Peering intently, she beheld the name of “Brother N. P. Cornelius,  humble servant of The Most Exalted and Supreme God, 1849” elegantly scrolled on the old yellowed paper.
         
        And so began her journey.
         
        “On the path of humble service,” he had written  so long ago , “pilgrims such as myself often wonder how God can work through such imperfect vessels. Even so, I have discovered a mighty and wondrous secret; I have discovered that in the morning hours, when the world sleeps and dreams, visitations from God’s angels sometimes come swiftly and surely, even to someone like myself, who is but a beginner on the path to Wisdom.”
         
        In sweet anticipation, she continued reading.
         
         “ The Archangel Gabriel himself often comes to me on shafts of light that pierce the  darkness of the night and opens  veils between the heavenly worlds and this.  When He comes, I fall prostrate before him, and he lifts me up and tells me that I am Beloved of the Most High
         
        “He reminds me that mankind is Beloved of God, that God’s love never fails to see indwelling divinity of His Omnipresence in each of His Beloved Children.”
         
        “Each of us is an expression of His Omnipotent Divine Love, and each of us is forever connected to Him by this Divine Love
         
        Page after page she read.  
         
         It was as if Brother Cornelius was right there with her,  his consciousness fresh and alive ,   speaking these profound words in her heart .
         
        His thoughts and feelings jumped off the pages and into  her Soul, her Spirit!   
         
         Sentence by sentence she  was  experienc ing  herself reaching, touching, the very steps  of Heaven!
         
         She read and read.
         
          Even when the light outside grew dim still she read.
         
         Finally, about nine thirty that night, she gently closed the cover.
         
         Filled with flowing feelings and heavenly elixers inspired by the heavenly hosts, she felt she needed time to integrate  the many  powerful new insights that glowed within her soul.
         
         She needed time to ground  this ecstasy within  herself, to contemplate.
         
        First she  decided to  go downtown to her favorite small sidewalk café for a bite to eat. She had not eaten since day before yesterday.
         
        Walking along the beautiful boulevard, she barely noticed the passers by. 
         
        Her mind was full of Angels. 
         
         She walked  in a Dream. 
         
         She mused, "How lovely Brother Cornelius’ descriptions of Angels  are  
         
         Great Archetypes they  are , embodying qualities of Divinity radiating to incarnated children of Divine Being. 
         
          She  was  enthralled by their vast treasures of heavenly wisdom and love, and sensed their tender loving care!
         
          She  bathed in their most precious holy waters of life feeling herself transported to the very steps of the throne of God .
         
        Brother Cornelius’ book had magically transported  her  into the heavenly company of exalted angels who unceasingly sing hymns of glory and praise throughout eternity!
         
        After her meal , during which she clearly heard the music of the spheres,  she felt a tender weariness  come over her, and  so  she went  slowly  back to climb into bed.
         
        That night, about three in the morning, she was startled awake .
         
           She heard again the celestial music as  she noticed an  unusual glow and electric vibration shining throughout  the  room. 
         
        She  heard again  the words of Brother Cornelius.  
         
          She  was seeing the  shafts of light that pierce the veils between worlds!
         
        “OH!”
         
        Her hand flew up to her Heart  as a  most beautiful humming sound caressed her being.
         
        “Dear Gabriel,”
        she whispered,
        “  I  see your most glorious essence!”
         
        Deeply her Heart opened as she communed with Divine Being in loving and fervent prayer,  “Dear Father, I am asking that you accept my Love,  the Love of your humble servant Rachel.  I ask that you allow me to serve in your plan of Heaven on Earth, even if in the most little and insignificant ways.”
         
        In response, a deep  strengthening and loving  benediction came over her.  
         
         She drifted into a silent space filled with great and sovereign consciousness.
         
        Time seem to pass. Eternity.
         
        She must have  drifted off  to sleep, because in the dim pre-dawn light of early morning, she was awakened again by a sound. Her eyes fluttered open.
         
        At the foot of her bed ,  snuggled in the deep burgandy coverlet ,  a solitary gray dove lay nestled in contentment.
         
         A fresh branch of green fern lay close  to its beak .
         
        She watched the dove quietly sleep , as a most refined  river of peace, purity and love  washed through  the room. 
         
          Finally, as  the first rays of the sun pierced her window, the dove stirred.
         
        It  gracefully rose and flew  through the curtains and soared over the rooftops of Paris  out  into the far horizon.
         
        Tears of joy  sprinkled her cheeks .
         
         Songs of  devotion  burst from her lips  in deepest reverence and profound  heights of  rapture .
         
        This was how it came to be that in  wonder and awe she finally aroused herself for another wondrous day  in the city of Paris .
         
           She looked over at the ancient book.
         
         Today she would walk the path of Heavenly Wisdom and Love with Brother Cornelius  once again  with  the glory of his visions of God.
         
        MIRACLES
         
         
         
        ‘A-M-A-M-I’

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      • Spiritus Sanctus
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        Message 3 of 11 , Jun 3, 2009
           


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          14 degrees Gemini
          The Angels of Philosophical Books
          Also known as
           
          The Angels of ‘Amami’
           
          Beloved,
           
          All knowledge is directly available to the children of Divine Being through meditation. The focus of attention and resulting meditations brought on through reading divinely inspired philosophical books therefore brings great delight and enlightenment to many on the path of mental wisdom.
           
          We inspire and supply the perfect books for every interest in the arts and philosophies.  Our resourcefulness is unlimited in this regard.
           
          Sometimes old and ancient books bring important and appropriate messages for present times.  Some of these timeless treasures can be the best resources to address current spiritual issues such as the pursuit of enlightenment and the development of mystical powers which are all birthrights of sincere seekers.
           
           Some books transcend limitation, like Franz Bardon’s books which form the basis for these angel messages (see end of this message). Others, like the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali,
          In the Light of Truth by Abd-Ru-Shin,
          the writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan, and
          The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East by Baird Spalding, …
          to give a few examples of timeless books, can provide keys to open up worlds of higher truth. 
           
          At this time especially, however, many people are inspired to write majestic tomes filled with precious jewels of divine wisdom.
           
           We guide seekers to just the right books as they tread the path of Divine Wisdom.
           
           
           
           
           
           
          Here is one of our stories:
           
           
          PARIS DOVE
           
          Once upon a  peaceful  time, a beautiful girl named Rachel wistfully looked out her window overlooking the rooftops of Paris. Her apartment was high on a ridge, so off in the distance she saw morning sunlight sparkling on rivers as gentle breezes ruffled treetops.
           
          She turned slowly, noticing the fine Chippendale desk glowing warmly in a ray of sunlight. She gave silent thanks for the elegant cut crystal vase holding a perfect white rose.
           
          An old leather covered book that Mr. Lariviere  gently  delivered yesterday lay there next to the rose. 
           
          Rachel noticed  the  aura of mystery surrounding the book.
           
            It beckoned to her, it invited her to come and peer inside.
           
          Feelings of deep peace  flowed strongly through  her!  
           
          With an inner knowing that this book was precious, she held her breath as she reverently opened the finely etched ancient cover. 
           
          She loved to read!  Dear Mr. Lariviere knew exactly the kind of books she treasured, and  she knew that  this one was to be exceptional!
           
          What secrets  was  it  holding  for her!
           
          Peering intently, she beheld the name of “Brother N. P. Cornelius,  humble servant of The Most Exalted and Supreme God, 1849” elegantly scrolled on the old yellowed paper.
           
          And so began her journey.
           
          “On the path of humble service,” he had written  so long ago , “pilgrims such as myself often wonder how God can work through such imperfect vessels. Even so, I have discovered a mighty and wondrous secret; I have discovered that in the morning hours, when the world sleeps and dreams, visitations from God’s angels sometimes come swiftly and surely, even to someone like myself, who is but a beginner on the path to Wisdom.”
           
          In sweet anticipation, she continued reading.
           
           “ The Archangel Gabriel himself often comes to me on shafts of light that pierce the  darkness of the night and opens  veils between the heavenly worlds and this.  When He comes, I fall prostrate before him, and he lifts me up and tells me that I am Beloved of the Most High
           
          “He reminds me that mankind is Beloved of God, that God’s love never fails to see indwelling divinity of His Omnipresence in each of His Beloved Children.”
           
          “Each of us is an expression of His Omnipotent Divine Love, and each of us is forever connected to Him by this Divine Love
           
          Page after page she read.  
           
           It was as if Brother Cornelius was right there with her,  his consciousness fresh and alive ,   speaking these profound words in her heart .
           
          His thoughts and feelings jumped off the pages and into  her Soul, her Spirit!   
           
           Sentence by sentence she  was  experienc ing  herself reaching, touching, the very steps  of Heaven!
           
           She read and read.
           
            Even when the light outside grew dim still she read.
           
           Finally, about nine thirty that night, she gently closed the cover.
           
           Filled with flowing feelings and heavenly elixers inspired by the heavenly hosts, she felt she needed time to integrate  the many  powerful new insights that glowed within her soul.
           
           She needed time to ground  this ecstasy within  herself, to contemplate.
           
          First she  decided to  go downtown to her favorite small sidewalk café for a bite to eat. She had not eaten since day before yesterday.
           
          Walking along the beautiful boulevard, she barely noticed the passers by. 
           
          Her mind was full of Angels. 
           
           She walked  in a Dream. 
           
           She mused, "How lovely Brother Cornelius’ descriptions of Angels  are  
           
           Great Archetypes they  are , embodying qualities of Divinity radiating to incarnated children of Divine Being. 
           
            She  was  enthralled by their vast treasures of heavenly wisdom and love, and sensed their tender loving care!
           
            She  bathed in their most precious holy waters of life feeling herself transported to the very steps of the throne of God .
           
          Brother Cornelius’ book had magically transported  her  into the heavenly company of exalted angels who unceasingly sing hymns of glory and praise throughout eternity!
           
          After her meal , during which she clearly heard the music of the spheres,  she felt a tender weariness  come over her, and  so  she went  slowly  back to climb into bed.
           
          That night, about three in the morning, she was startled awake .
           
             She heard again the celestial music as  she noticed an  unusual glow and electric vibration shining throughout  the  room. 
           
          She  heard again  the words of Brother Cornelius.  
           
            She  was seeing the  shafts of light that pierce the veils between worlds!
           
          “OH!”
           
          Her hand flew up to her Heart  as a  most beautiful humming sound caressed her being.
           
          “Dear Gabriel,”
          she whispered,
          “  I  see your most glorious essence!”
           
          Deeply her Heart opened as she communed with Divine Being in loving and fervent prayer,  “Dear Father, I am asking that you accept my Love,  the Love of your humble servant Rachel.  I ask that you allow me to serve in your plan of Heaven on Earth, even if in the most little and insignificant ways.”
           
          In response, a deep  strengthening and loving  benediction came over her.  
           
           She drifted into a silent space filled with great and sovereign consciousness.
           
          Time seem to pass. Eternity.
           
          She must have  drifted off  to sleep, because in the dim pre-dawn light of early morning, she was awakened again by a sound. Her eyes fluttered open.
           
          At the foot of her bed ,  snuggled in the deep burgandy coverlet ,  a solitary gray dove lay nestled in contentment.
           
           A fresh branch of green fern lay close  to its beak .
           
          She watched the dove quietly sleep , as a most refined  river of peace, purity and love  washed through  the room. 
           
            Finally, as  the first rays of the sun pierced her window, the dove stirred.
           
          It  gracefully rose and flew  through the curtains and soared over the rooftops of Paris  out  into the far horizon.
           
          Tears of joy  sprinkled her cheeks .
           
           Songs of  devotion  burst from her lips  in deepest reverence and profound  heights of  rapture .
           
          This was how it came to be that in  wonder and awe she finally aroused herself for another wondrous day  in the city of Paris .
           
             She looked over at the ancient book.
           
           Today she would walk the path of Heavenly Wisdom and Love with Brother Cornelius  once again  with  the glory of his visions of God.
           
          MIRACLES
           
           
           
          ‘A-M-A-M-I’
        • spiritus@mindspring.com
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            14 degrees Gemini
            The Angels of Philosophical Books
            Also known as
             
            The Angels of ‘Amami’
             
            Beloved,
             
            All knowledge is directly available to the children of Divine Being through meditation. The focus of attention and resulting meditations brought on through reading divinely inspired philosophical books therefore brings great delight and enlightenment to many on the path of mental wisdom.
             
            We inspire and supply the perfect books for every interest in the arts and philosophies.  Our resourcefulness is unlimited in this regard.
             
            Sometimes old and ancient books bring important and appropriate messages for present times.  Some of these timeless treasures can be the best resources to address current spiritual issues such as the pursuit of enlightenment and the development of mystical powers which are all birthrights of sincere seekers.
             
             Some books transcend limitation, like Franz Bardon’s books which form the basis for these angel messages (see end of this message). Others, like the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali,
            In the Light of Truth by Abd-Ru-Shin,
            the writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan, and
            The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East by Baird Spalding, …
            to give a few examples of timeless books, can provide keys to open up worlds of higher truth. 
             
            At this time especially, however, many people are inspired to write majestic tomes filled with precious jewels of divine wisdom.
             
             We guide seekers to just the right books as they tread the path of Divine Wisdom.
             
             
             
             
             
             
            Here is one of our stories:
             
             
            PARIS DOVE
             
            Once upon a  peaceful  time, a beautiful girl named Rachel wistfully looked out her window overlooking the rooftops of Paris. Her apartment was high on a ridge, so off in the distance she saw morning sunlight sparkling on rivers as gentle breezes ruffled treetops.
             
            She turned slowly, noticing the fine Chippendale desk glowing warmly in a ray of sunlight. She gave silent thanks for the elegant cut crystal vase holding a perfect white rose.
             
            An old leather covered book that Mr. Lariviere  gently  delivered yesterday lay there next to the rose. 
             
            Rachel noticed  the  aura of mystery surrounding the book.
             
              It beckoned to her, it invited her to come and peer inside.
             
            Feelings of deep peace  flowed strongly through  her!  
             
            With an inner knowing that this book was precious, she held her breath as she reverently opened the finely etched ancient cover. 
             
            She loved to read!  Dear Mr. Lariviere knew exactly the kind of books she treasured, and  she knew that  this one was to be exceptional!
             
            What secrets  was  it  holding  for her!
             
            Peering intently, she beheld the name of “Brother N. P. Cornelius,  humble servant of The Most Exalted and Supreme God, 1849” elegantly scrolled on the old yellowed paper.
             
            And so began her journey.
             
            “On the path of humble service,” he had written  so long ago , “pilgrims such as myself often wonder how God can work through such imperfect vessels. Even so, I have discovered a mighty and wondrous secret; I have discovered that in the morning hours, when the world sleeps and dreams, visitations from God’s angels sometimes come swiftly and surely, even to someone like myself, who is but a beginner on the path to Wisdom.”
             
            In sweet anticipation, she continued reading.
             
             “ The Archangel Gabriel himself often comes to me on shafts of light that pierce the  darkness of the night and opens  veils between the heavenly worlds and this.  When He comes, I fall prostrate before him, and he lifts me up and tells me that I am Beloved of the Most High
             
            “He reminds me that mankind is Beloved of God, that God’s love never fails to see indwelling divinity of His Omnipresence in each of His Beloved Children.”
             
            “Each of us is an expression of His Omnipotent Divine Love, and each of us is forever connected to Him by this Divine Love
             
            Page after page she read.  
             
             It was as if Brother Cornelius was right there with her,  his consciousness fresh and alive ,   speaking these profound words in her heart .
             
            His thoughts and feelings jumped off the pages and into  her Soul, her Spirit!   
             
             Sentence by sentence she  was  experienc ing  herself reaching, touching, the very steps  of Heaven!
             
             She read and read.
             
              Even when the light outside grew dim still she read.
             
             Finally, about nine thirty that night, she gently closed the cover.
             
             Filled with flowing feelings and heavenly elixers inspired by the heavenly hosts, she felt she needed time to integrate  the many  powerful new insights that glowed within her soul.
             
             She needed time to ground  this ecstasy within  herself, to contemplate.
             
            First she  decided to  go downtown to her favorite small sidewalk café for a bite to eat. She had not eaten since day before yesterday.
             
            Walking along the beautiful boulevard, she barely noticed the passers by. 
             
            Her mind was full of Angels. 
             
             She walked  in a Dream. 
             
             She mused, "How lovely Brother Cornelius’ descriptions of Angels  are  
             
             Great Archetypes they  are , embodying qualities of Divinity radiating to incarnated children of Divine Being. 
             
              She  was  enthralled by their vast treasures of heavenly wisdom and love, and sensed their tender loving care!
             
              She  bathed in their most precious holy waters of life feeling herself transported to the very steps of the throne of God .
             
            Brother Cornelius’ book had magically transported  her  into the heavenly company of exalted angels who unceasingly sing hymns of glory and praise throughout eternity!
             
            After her meal , during which she clearly heard the music of the spheres,  she felt a tender weariness  come over her, and  so  she went  slowly  back to climb into bed.
             
            That night, about three in the morning, she was startled awake .
             
               She heard again the celestial music as  she noticed an  unusual glow and electric vibration shining throughout  the  room. 
             
            She  heard again  the words of Brother Cornelius.  
             
              She  was seeing the  shafts of light that pierce the veils between worlds!
             
            “OH!”
             
            Her hand flew up to her Heart  as a  most beautiful humming sound caressed her being.
             
            “Dear Gabriel,”
            she whispered,
            “  I  see your most glorious essence!”
             
            Deeply her Heart opened as she communed with Divine Being in loving and fervent prayer,  “Dear Father, I am asking that you accept my Love,  the Love of your humble servant Rachel.  I ask that you allow me to serve in your plan of Heaven on Earth, even if in the most little and insignificant ways.”
             
            In response, a deep  strengthening and loving  benediction came over her.  
             
             She drifted into a silent space filled with great and sovereign consciousness.
             
            Time seem to pass. Eternity.
             
            She must have  drifted off  to sleep, because in the dim pre-dawn light of early morning, she was awakened again by a sound. Her eyes fluttered open.
             
            At the foot of her bed ,  snuggled in the deep burgandy coverlet ,  a solitary gray dove lay nestled in contentment.
             
             A fresh branch of green fern lay close  to its beak .
             
            She watched the dove quietly sleep , as a most refined  river of peace, purity and love  washed through  the room. 
             
              Finally, as  the first rays of the sun pierced her window, the dove stirred.
             
            It  gracefully rose and flew  through the curtains and soared over the rooftops of Paris  out  into the far horizon.
             
            Tears of joy  sprinkled her cheeks .
             
             Songs of  devotion  burst from her lips  in deepest reverence and profound  heights of  rapture .
             
            This was how it came to be that in  wonder and awe she finally aroused herself for another wondrous day  in the city of Paris .
             
               She looked over at the ancient book.
             
             Today she would walk the path of Heavenly Wisdom and Love with Brother Cornelius  once again  with  the glory of his visions of God.
             
            MIRACLES
             
             
             
            ‘A-M-A-M-I’
          • Cynthia Rose Young
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              14 degrees Gemini

              The Angels of Philosophical Books

              Also known as

               

              The Angels of ‘Amami’

               

              Beloved,

               

              All knowledge is directly available to the children of Divine Being through meditation. The focus of attention and resulting meditations brought on through reading divinely inspired philosophical books therefore brings great delight and enlightenment to many on the path of mental wisdom.

               

              We inspire and supply the perfect books for every interest in the arts and philosophies.  Our resourcefulness is unlimited in this regard.

               

              Sometimes old and ancient books bring important and appropriate messages for present times.  Some of these timeless treasures can be the best resources to address current spiritual issues such as the pursuit of enlightenment and the development of mystical powers which are all birthrights of sincere seekers.

               

               Some books transcend limitation, like Franz Bardon’s books which form the basis for these angel messages (see end of this message). Others, like the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali,

              In the Light of Truth by Abd-Ru-Shin,

              the writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan, and

              The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East by Baird Spalding, …

              to give a few examples of timeless books, can provide keys to open up worlds of higher truth

               

              At this time especially, however, many people are inspired to write majestic tomes filled with precious jewels of divine wisdom.

               

               We guide seekers to just the right books as they tread the path of Divine Wisdom.

               

               

               

               

               

               

              Here is one of our stories:

               

               

              PARIS DOVE

               

              Once upon a  peaceful  time, a beautiful girl named Rachel wistfully looked out her window overlooking the rooftops of Paris. Her apartment was high on a ridge, so off in the distance she saw morning sunlight sparkling on rivers as gentle breezes ruffled treetops.

               

              She turned slowly, noticing the fine Chippendale desk glowing warmly in a ray of sunlight. She gave silent thanks for the elegant cut crystal vase holding a perfect white rose.

               

              An old leather covered book that Mr. Lariviere  gently  delivered yesterday lay there next to the rose. 

               

              Rachel noticed  the  aura of mystery surrounding the book.

               

                It beckoned to her, it invited her to come and peer inside.

               

              Feelings of deep peace  flowed strongly through  her!  

               

              With an inner knowing that this book was precious, she held her breath as she reverently opened the finely etched ancient cover. 

               

              She loved to read!  Dear Mr. Lariviere knew exactly the kind of books she treasured, and  she knew that  this one was to be exceptional!

               

              What secrets  was  it  holding  for her!

               

              Peering intently, she beheld the name of “Brother N. P. Cornelius,  humble servant of The Most Exalted and Supreme God, 1849” elegantly scrolled on the old yellowed paper.

               

              And so began her journey.

               

              “On the path of humble service,” he had written  so long ago , “pilgrims such as myself often wonder how God can work through such imperfect vessels. Even so, I have discovered a mighty and wondrous secret; I have discovered that in the morning hours, when the world sleeps and dreams, visitations from God’s angels sometimes come swiftly and surely, even to someone like myself, who is but a beginner on the path to Wisdom.”

               

              In sweet anticipation, she continued reading.

               

               “ The Archangel Gabriel himself often comes to me on shafts of light that pierce the  darkness of the night and opens  veils between the heavenly worlds and this.  When He comes, I fall prostrate before him, and he lifts me up and tells me that I am Beloved of the Most High.”

               

              “He reminds me that mankind is Beloved of God, that God’s love never fails to see indwelling divinity of His Omnipresence in each of His Beloved Children.”

               

              Each of us is an expression of His Omnipotent Divine Love, and each of us is forever connected to Him by this Divine Love.”

               

              Page after page she read.  

               

               It was as if Brother Cornelius was right there with her,  his consciousness fresh and alive ,   speaking these profound words in her heart .

               

              His thoughts and feelings jumped off the pages and into  her Soul, her Spirit!   

               

               Sentence by sentence she  was  experienc ing  herself reaching, touching, the very steps  of Heaven!

               

               She read and read.

               

                Even when the light outside grew dim still she read.

               

               Finally, about nine thirty that night, she gently closed the cover.

               

               Filled with flowing feelings and heavenly elixers inspired by the heavenly hosts, she felt she needed time to integrate  the many  powerful new insights that glowed within her soul.

               

               She needed time to ground  this ecstasy within  herself, to contemplate.

               

              First she  decided to  go downtown to her favorite small sidewalk café for a bite to eat. She had not eaten since day before yesterday.

               

              Walking along the beautiful boulevard, she barely noticed the passers by. 

               

              Her mind was full of Angels

               

               She walked  in a Dream

               

               She mused, "How lovely Brother Cornelius’ descriptions of Angels  are  

               

               Great Archetypes they  are , embodying qualities of Divinity radiating to incarnated children of Divine Being. 

               

                She  was  enthralled by their vast treasures of heavenly wisdom and love, and sensed their tender loving care!

               

                She  bathed in their most precious holy waters of life feeling herself transported to the very steps of the throne of God .

               

              Brother Cornelius’ book had magically transported  her  into the heavenly company of exalted angels who unceasingly sing hymns of glory and praise throughout eternity!

               

              After her meal , during which she clearly heard the music of the spheres,  she felt a tender weariness  come over her, and  so  she went  slowly  back to climb into bed.

               

              That night, about three in the morning, she was startled awake .

               

                 She heard again the celestial music as  she noticed an  unusual glow and electric vibration shining throughout  the  room. 

               

              She  heard again  the words of Brother Cornelius.  

               

                She  was seeing the  shafts of light that pierce the veils between worlds!

               

              “OH!”

               

              Her hand flew up to her Heart  as a  most beautiful humming sound caressed her being.

               

              “Dear Gabriel,”

              she whispered,

              “  I  see your most glorious essence!”

               

              Deeply her Heart opened as she communed with Divine Being in loving and fervent prayer,  “Dear Father, I am asking that you accept my Love,  the Love of your humble servant Rachel.  I ask that you allow me to serve in your plan of Heaven on Earth, even if in the most little and insignificant ways.”

               

              In response, a deep  strengthening and loving  benediction came over her.  

               

               She drifted into a silent space filled with great and sovereign consciousness.

               

              Time seem to pass. Eternity.

               

              She must have  drifted off  to sleep, because in the dim pre-dawn light of early morning, she was awakened again by a sound. Her eyes fluttered open.

               

              At the foot of her bed ,  snuggled in the deep burgandy coverlet ,  a solitary gray dove lay nestled in contentment.

               

               A fresh branch of green fern lay close  to its beak .

               

              She watched the dove quietly sleep , as a most refined  river of peace, purity and love  washed through  the room

               

                Finally, as  the first rays of the sun pierced her window, the dove stirred.

               

              It  gracefully rose and flew  through the curtains and soared over the rooftops of Paris  out  into the far horizon.

               

              Tears of joy  sprinkled her cheeks .

               

               Songs of  devotion  burst from her lips  in deepest reverence and profound  heights of  rapture .

               

              This was how it came to be that in  wonder and awe she finally aroused herself for another wondrous day  in the city of Paris .

               

                 She looked over at the ancient book.

               

               Today she would walk the path of Heavenly Wisdom and Love with Brother Cornelius  once again  with  the glory of his visions of God.

               

              MIRACLES

               

               

               

              ‘A-M-A-M-I’

              A and umlaut A, ae…’We tap into the highest knowledge and the most profound truths of the enlightened mind to shelp heal the mind.’ We inspire the release of limitations and imperfection for transformations into other states that are the highest good of all concerned.

              *

              M…We help open the mind to ideas, to the flow of vitalized feelings, sensations, and life spirit.

              *

              A and umlaut A, ae…We inspire understanding of artistic and mental talents and abilities to the level of the highest wisdom and illumination. We confer control over negative beings, and master beneficial changes in matter.

              *

              M…we teach an inward understanding of the growth and change process, fluidity of ideas, and the laws of flowing, especially in the metal sphere.

              *

              I…We teach mastery of shape, measure, number and weight and thus impart comprehension of metaphysics and philosophy.

              **********

               

              The melody of the letters of our name are the notes of G, C, D, G, C,  D, and G.

               

               

              *

               

              MIRACLES

               

              Divine Sky

              The Angel Messages

               

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            • Cynthia Schlosser
              ** * * ** * *** *14 degrees Gemini* *The Angels of Philosophical Books* *Also known as * ** *The Angels of /Amami / * ** *Beloved, * ** *We inspire and supply
              Message 6 of 11 , Jun 2, 2013


                 
                 

                 
                14 degrees Gemini
                The Angels of Philosophical Books
                Also known as
                 
                The Angels of


                Amami

                 
                 
                Beloved,

                We inspire and supply the perfect books for every interest in the arts and philosophies.


                 
                Our resourcefulness is unlimited in this regard.

                 At this time of great awakening  many people are inspired to write majestic tomes filled with precious jewels of divine wisdom.


                Because knowledge is directly available to the children of Divine Being through meditation,

                the focus of attention and resulting meditations brought on through reading divinely inspired philosophical books  brings great delight and enlightenment to many on the path of mental wisdom.
                 
                Sometimes old and ancient books bring important and appropriate messages for present times.


                 
                Some of these timeless treasures can be the best resources to address current spiritual issues such as the pursuit of enlightenment and the development of mystical powers which are all birthrights of sincere seekers.
                 
                 Some books transcend limitation, like Franz Bardon’s books which form the basis for these angel messages (see end of this message).


                 Others, like the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali,




                http://angeltherapycoach.files.wordpress.com/2013/01/screen-shot-2012-11-30-at-4_09_11-pm.png
                the writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan,

                 and

                []
                The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East by Baird Spalding,

                to give a few examples of timeless books, can provide keys to open up worlds of higher truth. 
                 

                 
                 We guide seekers to just the right books as they tread the path of Divine Wisdom.
                 
                 
                 
                 
                 
                 
                Here is one of our stories:
                 
                 
                PARIS DOVE
                 
                Once upon a  peaceful  time, a beautiful girl named Rachel wistfully looked out her window overlooking the rooftops of Paris . Her apartment was high on a ridge, so off in the distance she saw morning sunlight sparkling on rivers as gentle breezes ruffled treetops.
                 
                She turned slowly, noticing the fine Chippendale desk glowing warmly in a ray of sunlight.

                She gave silent thanks for the elegant cut crystal vase holding a perfect golden red rose.
                 

                An old leather covered book that Mr. Lariviere  gently  delivered yesterday lay there next to the rose. 
                 
                Rachel noticed  the  aura of mystery surrounding the book.
                 
                  It beckoned to her, it invited her to come and peer inside.
                 
                Feelings of deep peace  flowed strongly through  her!  
                 
                With an inner knowing that this book was precious, she held her breath as she reverently opened the finely etched ancient cover. 
                 
                She loved to read!  Dear Mr. Lariviere knew exactly the kind of books she treasured, and  she knew that  this one was to be exceptional!
                 
                What secrets  was  it  holding  for her!
                 
                Peering intently, she beheld the name of “Brother N. P. Cornelius,  humble servant of The Most Exalted and Supreme God, 1849” elegantly scrolled on the old yellowed paper.
                 jeshua
                And so began her journey.
                 
                “On the path of humble service,” he had written  so long ago , “pilgrims such as myself often wonder how God can work through such imperfect vessels.

                 Even so, I have discovered a mighty and wondrous secret; I have discovered that
                in the morning hours, when the world sleeps and dreams, visitations from God’s angels sometimes come swiftly and surely, even to someone like myself, who is but a beginner on the path to Wisdom.”
                 
                In sweet anticipation, she continued reading.
                 
                 “ The Archangel Gabriel himself often comes to me on shafts of light that pierce the  darkness of the night and opens  veils between the heavenly worlds and this.  When He comes, I fall prostrate before him, and he lifts me up and tells me that I am Beloved of the Most High.”
                 
                “He reminds me that mankind is Beloved of God, that God’s love never fails to see indwelling divinity of His Omnipresence in each of His Beloved Children.”
                 
                Each of us is an expression of His Omnipotent Divine Love, and each of us is forever connected to Him by this Divine Love.”
                 
                Page after page she read.  
                 
                 It was as if Brother Cornelius was right there with her,  his consciousness fresh and alive ,   speaking these profound words in her heart .
                 
                His thoughts and feelings jumped off the pages and into  her Soul, her Spirit!   
                 
                 Sentence by sentence she  was  experienc ing  herself reaching, touching, the very steps  of Heaven!
                 
                 She read and read.
                 
                  Even when the light outside grew dim still she read.
                 
                 Finally, about nine thirty that night, she gently closed the cover.
                 
                 Filled with flowing feelings and heavenly elixers inspired by the heavenly hosts, she felt she needed time to integrate  the many  powerful new insights that glowed within her soul.
                 
                 She needed time to ground  this ecstasy within  herself, to contemplate.
                 
                First she  decided to  go downtown to her favorite small sidewalk café for a bite to eat.

                 She had not eaten since day before yesterday.
                 
                Walking along the beautiful boulevard, she barely noticed the passers by. 
                 
                Her mind was full of Angels. 
                 
                 She walked  in a Dream. 
                 
                 She mused, "How lovely Brother Cornelius’ descriptions of Angels  are  
                 
                 Great Archetypes they  are , embodying qualities of Divinity radiating to incarnated children of Divine Being. 
                 
                  She  was  enthralled by their vast treasures of heavenly wisdom and love, and sensed their tender loving care!
                 
                  She  bathed in their most precious holy waters of life feeling herself transported to the very steps of the throne of God .
                 
                Brother Cornelius’ book had magically transported  her  into the heavenly company of exalted angels who unceasingly sing hymns of glory and praise throughout eternity!
                 
                After her meal , during which she clearly heard the music of the spheres,  she felt a tender weariness  come over her, and  so  she went  slowly  back to climb into bed.

                That night, about three in the morning, she was startled awake .
                 
                   She heard again the celestial music as  she noticed an  unusual glow and electric vibration shining throughout  the  room. 
                 
                She  heard again  the words of Brother Cornelius.  
                 
                  She  was seeing the  shafts of light that pierce the veils between worlds!
                 
                “OH!”
                 
                Her hand flew up to her Heart  as a  most beautiful humming sound caressed her being.
                 
                “Dear Gabriel,”
                she whispered,
                “  I  see your most glorious essence!”
                 
                Deeply her Heart opened as she communed with Divine Being in loving and fervent prayer,  “Dear Father, I am asking that you accept my Love,  the Love of your humble servant Rachel.


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              • Cynthia Schlosser
                ** * * ** * *** *14 degrees Gemini* *The Angels of Philosophical Books* *Also known as * ** *The Angels of /Amami / * ** *Beloved, * ** *We inspire and supply
                Message 7 of 11 , Jun 3, 2014



                 
                 

                 
                14 degrees Gemini
                TheAngels of Philosophical Books
                Also known as
                 
                The Angels of


                Amami

                 
                 
                Beloved,

                We inspire and supply the perfect books for every interest in the arts and philosophies.


                 
                Our resourcefulness is unlimited in this regard.

                 Atthis time of great awakening  many people are inspired to write majestic tomes filled with precious jewels of divine wisdom.


                Because knowledge is directly available to the children of Divine Being through meditation,

                the focus of attention and resulting meditations brought on through reading divinely inspired philosophical books  brings great delight and enlightenment to many on the path of mental wisdom.
                 
                Sometimes old and ancient books bring important and appropriate messages for present times.


                 
                Some of these timeless treasures can be the best resources to address current spiritual issues such as the pursuit of enlightenment and the development of mystical powers which are all birthrights of sincere seekers.
                 
                 Some books transcend limitation, like Franz Bardon’s books which form the basis for these angel messages (see end of this message).


                 Others, like the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali,




                http://angeltherapycoach.files.wordpress.com/2013/01/screen-shot-2012-11-30-at-4_09_11-pm.png
                the writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan,

                 and

                []
                The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the FarEast by Baird Spalding,

                to give a few examples of timeless books, can provide keys to open up worlds of higher truth. 
                 

                 
                 We guide seekers to just the right books as they tread the path of Divine Wisdom.
                 
                 
                 
                 
                 
                Here is one of our stories:
                 
                 
                PARIS DOVE
                 
                Once upon a peaceful time, a beautiful young woman named Rachel looked wistfully out her Paris window overlooking the rooftops of the city .

                 Her building was high on a ridge.

                 Off in the distance she saw morning sunlight sparkling on rivers and slow moving waves of green as gentle breezes ruffled the treetops.
                 
                She turned around slowly, glancing at the fine Chippendale desk glowing warmly through rays of sunlight.

                She heaved a sigh of awe.

                Beauty always brought her waves of ecstasy.

                She bowed her head, and gave silent thanks for the elegant cut crystal vase with the perfect golden red rose.
                 

                An old leather covered book brought to her lovingly by old Mr. Lariviere  lay there next to the rose. 
                 
                Rachel noticed an aura of mystery surrounding the book.

                It seemed to vibrate as if it were alive.
                 
                  It seemed to beckon her, she felt as if in a dream the invitation to her to come and peek inside.
                 
                As she moved toward the book, she noticed that suddenly a deeper peace was flowing through  her!  
                 
                With aninner knowing that this book was precious, sheheld her breath.

                In deep humbleness she reverently opened the finely etched ancient cover. 
                 
                Oh how she loved to enter the portals of the written word, when that written word is inspired by truth!

                Oh how she loved to read a master's words!

                 
                Dear Mr. Lariviere knew exactly the kind of books she treasured, and
                  she knew that once again he had found a mystical treasure.

                 This one was to be exceptional!
                 
                What secrets  was  it  holding  for her?
                 
                Peering intently, she beheld the name of “Brother N. P. Cornelius,  humble servant of The Most Exalted and Supreme God, 1849”  in elegant gold on the old leather cover.
                 jeshua
                And so began her journey.
                 
                “On the path of humble service,” he had written  so long ago , “pilgrims such as myself often wonder how God can work through such imperfect vessels.

                 Even so, I have discovered a mighty and wondrous secret; I have discovered that
                in the morning hours, when the world sleeps and dreams, visitations from God’s angels sometimes come swiftly and surely, even to someone like myself, who is but a beginner on the path to Wisdom.”
                 
                In sweet anticipation, she continued reading.
                 
                 “ The Archangel Gabriel himself comes to me.  He comes on shafts of light that pierce the darkness of the night.

                He opens
                 
                veils between the heavenly worlds and this.

                 
                When He comes, I fall prostrate before him.

                 He lifts me up and tells me that I am Beloved of the Most High.”
                 
                “He reminds me that mankind is Beloved of God, that God’s love never fails to see indwelling divinity of His Omnipresence in each of His Beloved Children, no matter how far they fall.”
                 
                Eachof us is an expression of His Omnipotent Divine Love, and each of us is forever connected to Him by this Divine Love.”
                 
                Page after page she read.  
                 
                 Itwas as if Brother Cornelius was right there with her,  hisconsciousness fresh and alive,  speaking these profound words in her heart .
                 
                Histhoughts and feelings jumped off the pages.

                 Blazing love flowed out of her Soul, and her Spirit rejoiced!
                   
                 
                 Sentence by sentence, she felt herself pulled by heavenly music, she was reaching, touching, the very steps  of Heaven!
                 
                On and on she read.
                 
                When the lightoutside grew dim, still she read.
                 
                 Finally, late that night, she gently closed the cover.
                Flowing feelings and heavenly elixers of heavenly hosts had completely filled her.

                She
                needed timeto integrate.

                  So many  powerful new insights  glowed within her soul.
                 
                 She needed to ground, to contemplate.
                 
                So she decided to go downtown to her favorite small sidewalk café for a bite to eat.

                 She remembered that she had not eaten since day before yesterday.
                 
                Walking along the beautiful boulevard, she barelynoticed the passers by. 
                 
                Her mind was still full of Angels. 
                 
                 She was walking in a Dream. 
                 
                 She mused, "How lovelyBrother Cornelius’ descriptions are  
                 
                He has seen the angels and higher beings that embody qualities of Divinity and radiate them to incarnated children of Divine Being. 
                 
                  She was enthralledby these angels, by these beings, by their vast treasures of heavenly wisdom and love, and sensed their tender loving care!
                 
                  She  bathed in their most precious holy watersof life.

                She felt
                herself transportedto the very steps of the throne of God.
                 
                She was magically transported
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              • Cynthia Schlosser
                ** * * ** * *** *14 degrees Gemini* *The Angels of Philosophical Books* *Also known as * ** *The Angels of /Amami / * ** *Beloved, * ** *We inspire and supply
                Message 8 of 11 , Jun 4, 2015






                   
                   

                   
                  14 degrees Gemini
                  TheAngels of Philosophical Books
                  Also known as
                   
                  The Angels of


                  Amami

                   
                   
                  Beloved,

                  Weinspire and supply the perfect books for every interest in the arts and philosophies.


                   
                  Our resourcefulnessis unlimited in this regard.

                   At this time of great awakening  many people are inspired to write majestic tomes filled with precious jewels of divine wisdom.


                  Becauseknowledge is directly available to the children of Divine Being throughmeditation,

                  the focus of attention and resulting meditations brought on through reading divinely inspired philosophical books  brings great delight and enlightenment to many on the path of mental wisdom.
                   
                  Sometimesold and ancient books bring important and appropriate messages for present times.


                   
                  Some of these timeless treasures can be the best resources to address current spiritual issues such as the pursuit of enlightenment and the development of mystical powers which are all birthrights of sincere seekers.
                   
                   Some books transcend limitation, like Franz Bardon’s books which form the basis for these angel messages (see end of this message).


                   Others, like the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali,




                  http://angeltherapycoach.files.wordpress.com/2013/01/screen-shot-2012-11-30-at-4_09_11-pm.png
                  the writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan,

                   and

                  []
                  The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the FarEast by Baird Spalding,

                  to give a few examples of timeless books, can provide keys to open up worlds of higher truth. 
                   

                   
                   We guide seekers to just the right books as they tread the path of Divine Wisdom.
                   
                   
                   
                   
                   
                  Hereis one of our stories:
                   
                   
                  PARIS DOVE
                   
                  Onceupon a peaceful time,a beautiful young woman named Rachel looked wistfully out her Paris window overlooking the rooftops of thecity .

                   Her building was high on a ridge.

                   Off in the distance she saw morning sunlight sparkling on rivers and slow moving waves of green as gentle breezes ruffled the treetops.
                   
                  She turned around slowly, glancing at the fine Chippendale desk glowing warmly through rays of sunlight.

                  She heaved a sigh of awe.

                  Beauty always brought her waves of ecstasy.

                  She bowed her head, and gave silent thanks for the elegant cut crystal vase with the perfect golden red rose.
                   

                  An old leather covered book brought to her lovingly by old Mr. Lariviere  lay there next to the rose. 
                   
                  Rachelnoticed an aura of mystery surrounding the book.

                  It seemed to vibrate as if it were alive.
                   
                    It seemed to beckon her, she felt as if in a dream the invitation to her to come and peek inside.
                   
                  As she moved toward the book, she noticed that suddenly a deeper peace was flowing through  her!  
                   
                  With aninner knowing that this book was precious, sheheld her breath.

                  In deep humbleness she reverently opened the finely etched ancient cover. 
                   
                  Oh how she loved to enter the portals of the written word, when that written word is inspired by truth!

                  Oh how she loved to read a master's words!

                   
                  Dear Mr. Lariviere knew exactly the kind of books she treasured, and
                    she knew that once again he had found a mystical treasure.

                   Thisone was to be exceptional!
                   
                  What secrets  was  it  holding  for her?
                   
                  Peeringintently, she beheld the name of “Brother N. P. Cornelius,  humble servant of The Most Exalted and Supreme God, 1849”  in elegant gold on the old leather cover.
                   jeshua
                  And so began her journey.
                   
                  “On the path of humble service,” he had written  so long ago , “pilgrims such as myself often wonder how God can work through such imperfect vessels.

                   Even so, I have discovered a mighty and wondrous secret; I have discovered that
                  in the morning hours, when the world sleeps and dreams, visitations from God’s angels sometimes come swiftly and surely, even to someone like myself, who is but a beginner on the path to Wisdom.”
                   
                  In sweet anticipation, she continued reading.
                   
                   “ The Archangel Gabriel himself comes to me.  He comes on shafts of light that pierce the darkness of the night.

                  He opens
                   
                  veils between the heavenly worlds and this.

                   
                  When He comes, I fall prostrate before him.

                   He lifts me up and tells me that I am Beloved of the Most High.”
                   
                  “He reminds me that mankind is Beloved of God, that God’s love never fails to see indwelling divinity of His Omnipresence in each of His Beloved Children, no matter how far they fall.”
                   
                  Eachof us is an expression of His Omnipotent Divine Love, and each of us is forever connected to Him by this Divine Love.”
                   
                  Pageafter page she read.  
                   
                   Itwas as if Brother Cornelius was right there with her,  his consciousness fresh and alive,  speaking these profound words in her heart .
                   
                  Histhoughts and feelings jumped off the pages.

                   Blazing love flowed out of her Soul, and her Spirit rejoiced!
                     
                   
                   Sentenceby sentence, she felt herself pulled by heavenly music, she was reaching, touching, the very steps  of Heaven!
                   
                  On and on she read.
                   
                  When the lightoutside grew dim, still she read.
                   
                   Finally, late that night, she gently closed the cover.
                  Flowing feelings and heavenly elixers of heavenly hosts had completely filled her.

                  She
                  needed timeto integrate.

                    So many  powerful new insights  glowed within her soul.
                   
                   She needed to ground, to contemplate.
                   
                  So she decided to go downtown to her favorite small sidewalk café for a bite to eat.

                   She remembered that she had not eaten since day before yesterday.
                   
                  Walking along the beautiful boulevard, she barelynoticed the passers by. 
                   
                  Hermind was still full of Angels. 
                   
                   She was walking in a Dream. 
                   
                   She mused, "How lovelyBrother Cornelius’ descriptions are  
                   
                  He has seen the angels and higher beings that embody qualities of Divinity and radiate them to incarnated children

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                • Cynthia Schlosser
                  ** * * ** * *** *14 degrees Gemini* *The Angels of Philosophical Books* *Also known as * ** *The Angels of /Amami / * ** *Beloved, * ** *We inspire and supply
                  Message 9 of 11 , Jun 2, 2016





                     
                     

                     
                    14 degrees Gemini
                    The Angels of Philosophical Books
                    Also known as
                     
                    The Angels of


                    Amami

                     
                     
                    Beloved,

                    We inspire and supply the perfect books for every interest in the arts and philosophies.


                     
                    Our resourcefulness is unlimited in this regard.

                     At this time of great awakening  many people are inspired to write majestic tomes filled with precious jewels of divine wisdom.


                    Because knowledge is directly available to the children of Divine Being through meditation,

                    the focus of attention and resulting meditations brought on through reading divinely inspired philosophical books  brings great delight and enlightenment to many on the path of mental wisdom.
                     
                    Sometimes old and ancient books bring important and appropriate messages for present times.


                     
                    Some of these timeless treasures can be the best resources to address current spiritual issues such as the pursuit of enlightenment and the development of mystical powers which are all birthrights of sincere seekers.
                     
                     Some books transcend limitation, like Franz Bardon’s books which form the basis for these angel messages (see end of this message).


                     Others, like the Yoga Sutras of Patanjali,




                    http://angeltherapycoach.files.wordpress.com/2013/01/screen-shot-2012-11-30-at-4_09_11-pm.png
                    the writings of Hazrat Inayat Khan,

                     and

                    []
                    The Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East by Baird Spalding,

                    to give a few examples of timeless books, can provide keys to open up worlds of higher truth. 
                     

                     
                     We guide seekers to just the right books as they tread the path of Divine Wisdom.
                     
                     
                     
                     
                     
                    Here is one of our stories:
                     
                     
                    PARIS DOVE
                     
                    Once upon a peaceful time, a beautiful young woman named Rachel looked wistfully out her Paris window overlooking the rooftops of the city .

                     Her building was high on a ridge.

                     Off in the distance she saw morning sunlight sparkling on rivers and slow moving waves of green as gentle breezes ruffled the treetops.
                     
                    She turned around slowly, glancing at the fine Chippendale desk glowing warmly through rays of sunlight.

                    She heaved a sigh of awe.

                    Beauty always brought her waves of ecstasy.

                    She bowed her head, and gave silent thanks for the elegant cut crystal vase with the perfect golden red rose.
                     

                    An old leather covered book brought to her lovingly by old Mr. Lariviere  lay there next to the rose. 
                     
                    Rachel noticed an aura of mystery surrounding the book.

                    It seemed to vibrate as if it were alive.
                     
                      It seemed to beckon her, she felt as if in a dream the invitation to her to come and peek inside.
                     
                    As she moved toward the book, she noticed that suddenly a deeper peace was flowing through  her!  
                     
                    With an inner knowing that this book was precious, she held her breath.

                    In deep humbleness she reverently opened the finely etched ancient cover. 
                     
                    Oh how she loved to enter the portals of the written word, when that written word is inspired by truth!

                    Oh how she loved to read a master's words!

                     
                    Dear Mr. Lariviere knew exactly the kind of books she treasured, and
                      she knew that once again he had found a mystical treasure.

                     This one was to be exceptional!
                     
                    What secrets  was  it  holding  for her?
                     
                    Peering intently, she beheld the name of “Brother N. P. Cornelius,  humble servant of The Most Exalted and Supreme God, 1849”  in elegant gold on the old leather cover.
                     jeshua
                    And so began her journey.
                     
                    “On the path of humble service,” he had written  so long ago , “pilgrims such as myself often wonder how God can work through such imperfect vessels.

                     Even so, I have discovered a mighty and wondrous secret; I have discovered that
                    in the morning hours, when the world sleeps and dreams, visitations from God’s angels sometimes come swiftly and surely, even to someone like myself, who is but a beginner on the path to Wisdom.”
                     
                    In sweet anticipation, she continued reading.
                     
                     “ The Archangel Gabriel himself comes to me.  He comes on shafts of light that pierce the darkness of the night.

                    He opens
                     
                    veils between the heavenly worlds and this.

                     
                    When He comes, I fall prostrate before him.

                     He lifts me up and tells me that I am Beloved of the Most High.”
                     
                    “He reminds me that mankind is Beloved of God, that God’s love never fails to see indwelling divinity of His Omnipresence in each of His Beloved Children, no matter how far they fall.”
                     
                    Each of us is an expression of His Omnipotent Divine Love, and each of us is forever connected to Him by this Divine Love.”
                     
                    Page after page she read.  
                     
                     It was as if Brother Cornelius was right there with her,  his consciousness fresh and alive,  speaking these profound words in her heart .
                     
                    His thoughts and feelings jumped off the pages.

                     Blazing love flowed out of her Soul, and her Spirit rejoiced!
                       
                     
                     Sentence by sentence, she felt herself pulled by heavenly music, she was reaching, touching, the very steps  of Heaven!
                     
                    On and on she read.
                     
                    When the light outside grew dim, still she read.
                     
                     Finally, late that night, she gently closed the cover.
                    Flowing feelings and heavenly elixers of heavenly hosts had completely filled her.

                    She
                    needed time to integrate.

                      So many  powerful new insights  glowed within her soul.
                     
                     She needed to ground, to contemplate.
                     
                    So she decided to go downtown to her favorite small sidewalk café for a bite to eat.

                     She remembered that she had not eaten since day before yesterday.
                     
                    Walking along the beautiful boulevard, she barely noticed the passers by. 
                     
                    Her mind was still full of Angels. 

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