4 degrees Aries
The
Angels of Strengthening
Love
Also
known as
The
Angels
of
Lurchi
Beloved,
Divine
Providence has designed
reality so that all blessings
and harmony are possible
through love.
Abundance
on the physical plane comes
easily through love, and
through the divine virtues of
Lurchi,
a Child of Light experiences
how the combination of a fiery
will to love and love itself
attracts wealth of every good
thing.
All
of the divine virtues taken
together shine with a clear
translucent olive green light. This
is the virtue of letter L
It is this virtue that gives a
Child of Light the true
experience of the splendor and
majesty of The Divine.
It is also this
virtue that gives true
spiritual morality, vitality,
and eternal life.
Understanding
that every creative act has
ongoing consequences
throughout time enables a
Child of Light to follow
inner guidance and create in
each and every situation
exactly what is needed for
Paradise to manifest in the
present as well as the future.
The divine virtue of
the creative act and its karma
shines with a velvet black
light, and is the virtue of
letter U.
Following
inner guidance is the virtue
of letter R. It shines with a
golden light.
The
virtue of clarity and perfect
purity shines with a light
violet light. It
is the virtue of letter Ch.
With this virtue, a
Child of Light is able to
remove all obscurity from any
desire, thought, feeling, or
situation,
and see clearly the divine
blueprint of perfection that
can be brought about by Love.
The
virtue of Cause and Effect
enlivens memory, remembrance,
and conscience in each Child
of Light.
These qualities allow a
Child of Light to master the
physical world.
This virtue shines
with a light opalescent
radiance, and is the virtue of
letter I.
The
divine virtues of the
letters of our name are most
useful in all matters of
love.
We infuse you with love so
that your very existence is
strengthened.
The fiery will
of Love Divine is magnetic and
attracts new and more perfect
realities into form.
“Seek ye first the
kingdom of Heaven and ALL
else is added.”
Here is one of our stories
about the strengthening of
love through WILL:
THE
TRANSFORMATION
Once
upon a time, a popular rich
girl sat alone in sadness and
realized how empty her life
made her feel.
Allie
realized how lonely she was.
She had noticed more
and more that being
with her rich ‘hip’ friends
just made her feel more bored,
distant, alone and incomplete.
Gazing deeply
into the night,
she
shed a lonely tear.
As she stood on the top of her
fancy condo and looked far off
into the distance,
a faint whisper in her soul
made her focus on a strange
stirring in her heart.
She wanted to love.
She wanted to feel excited.
She wanted to feel happy.
As
she looked at the shining
stars,
something deep within her
surrendered to the great
mystery that she sensed in the
heavens.
The struggle within
her had been exhausting and
never ending,
she knew that she couldn’t go
on fighting forever,
so she decided that something
or someone would have to
change.
As
she gazed at the stars,
she could sense a higher
power, a greater wisdom,
and she prayed for guidance.
In her
prayer, she explained how she
had tried and tried and tried
to be happy and how she felt
that she just couldn’t go on
anymore.
Everything that
was supposed to work had not.
All society's promises of a
good job, popularity, and
material wealth had fallen
short of bringing her
contentment.
In
the silence,
a sensation of powerful love
and majesty began to surround
and fill her.
She
felt herself wanting to create
a new life,
one that would bring her love,
wisdom, ecstasy and
fulfillment.
She
was surprised when she felt a
strong inner guidance telling
her that she must completely
cut her ties with her training
and the past.
Suddenly
everything became clear.
She
was certain that she needed
something new.
She wasn’t sure what it
was,
but whatever it was,
it wasn’t what she had been
doing.
There was just no
use in pushing or faking any
more.
All of the values of
her jet set society just
didn’t matter to her anymore.
She had already
“succeeded”, had a fantastic
salary, an incredible
condominium,
a seemingly enviable social
life,
but all it had brought her
was deep down loneliness and
emptiness.
Then a deep reverie came over
her.
Waves of long forgotten
emotions surged as she began
remembering the first seven
years of her childhood.
Surprisingly, she had felt
happy then.
Then
again, she remembered, maybe
she had felt a little sad
sometimes, but not lonely, no,
not ever lonely.
She
remembered how wonderful it
had felt to be always in the
loving aura of dear Great Aunt
Jessie,
who had taken care of her
while her parents were
traveling all over the world,
feasting and playing with
their influential milieu.
Then
her thoughts came back to the
present.
Crowds
made her feel uneasy, she
realized.
The social dream that had kept
her going for years had lost
all its juice.
The
social scene had become
creepy,
in fact,
she felt that it stunk.
The same old people
just did the same stuff over
and over,
always pushing for a better
high and never really changing
anything for the better.
As
she stared at the horizon and
the stars glowing overhead,
she wanted to give her life to
the splendor and majesty that
was enveloping her.
The old
illusion was over.
She felt herself asking for a
strengthening of love, and a
new beginning.
She
vowed that she would no longer
delude herself.
She wished with all her heart
for something new to open up
and give her life meaning.
Her guardian
angel was jubilant.
He had waited years
and years for this one
precious moment!
Excitedly
calling in the Angels of Morech,
the guardian angel
shouted in a booming voice,
“Allie is
finally ready to begin!"
It is TIME!
Springing quickly
into action, The Angels of Morech,
the angels of Fiery Wit,
shot down a
mighty lightning bolt
from the highest levels of
Divine Love.
They saw that Allie
was now ready to unfold her
soul's purpose for incarnating
in this lifetime!
An etheric lightening bolt of
love struck her,
lighting
her like a floodlight.
The bolt pierced into
her pineal gland at the top of
her head,
then shot down her spine
into her heart,
and flowed from there to the
ground under her feet to the
iron core of the earth.
A
mysterious shudder passed
through her,
and her head tilted back.
Feeling icy cold all
of a sudden,
she put her arms around
herself,
flowing with exquisite
feelings of majesty and awe.
Her heart was
exploding in love and hope.
She could clearly
vision her life starting anew,
she could feel herself
desiring more than anything
else to be a creator of the
highest good of all.
After
a long while, she hurried back
into the warmth of the
building.
The
next day she was walking along
the crowded sidewalk on her
way to her executive office,
and found herself fixated
on the cripple beggar woman
that she had successfully
passed and ignored each day
for years.
She stopped.
This time she could not ignore
her.
She froze in her tracks and
stared down at the sitting
crippled woman
who
everyday begged next to
Murphy’s Hot Dog Stand.
.
The
woman was young, perhaps
thirty.
She was pretty, in a
haggard, soft sort of way.
Reaching
into her purse, Allie stopped
and looked at the woman and
asked,
“How much do you need?”
“What
do you mean?”
the beggar woman replied.
She could hardly believe this!
Allie
was pretty amazed when she
heard herself replying,
” Well, I mean, how much do
you need?
What are your
circumstances,
if it’s not too personal for
me to ask?”
All
of a sudden, Allie wanted more
than anything in the world to
know about this woman.
In some way
this outcast woman was the
exact opposite of herself,
poor where she was well off,
crippled where she was in
perfect health,
helpless where she was
powerful.
In
that moment a million unspoken
words passed between them.
The
next thing Allie knew, she was
actually SITTING on a
newspaper, on the dirty
concrete sidewalk,
in her expansive designer
suit, beside the woman whose
name was Alice.
Reaching out and
holding Alice’s deformed three
fingered hand,
Allie listened intently while
Alice told her the story of
her life.
This
was the day that Allie’s heart
opened to embrace the cosmic
ocean of strength and love
as her privileged world
opened to the reality of
homelessness in the big city.
Alice
had a gentle and sweet voice.
She told Allie that at
thirteen, after a long sordid
struggle of staying with a
mentally ill Mother and an
abusive Father,
she ran away from home.
Tales of one escape
after another,
one trauma after another,
one seemingly miraculous
miracle after another,
one triumph after another,
passed from her lips and went
like arrows,
straight into Allie’s
breaking heart.
Finally
Allie, with tears flowing down
her cheeks, decided on a
sudden impulse that Alice’s
suffering must end right now!
She decided
to take this on and personally
put an end to Alice’s endless
suffering.

The
Angels of’ Malacha’,
the angels of
enlightened will and fire,
penetrated Allie’s
entire being with such
strength and courage,
that in the next few hours
she was not even fazed
as she witnessed suffering and
horror such as she had never
dreamed.
She found herself on
a slow-motion tour of an
invisible population of the
city,
with Alice hobbling beside her
as a guide.
This
was Alice’s world.
She
was deep in the subterranean
basement world of the city.
Alice lived with countless
other homeless people in a
cold concrete and steel
other-world.
Even
though Allie stood out in her
elegant expensive suit,
with matching hairdo, perfect
makeup, expensive jewelry and
briefcase,
she was not afraid.
Love flowed
through her heart, like
rays of the sun,
love surrounded
her, making her feel
invincible.
The Angels of Ecdulon,
of The Magic of Love,
were also infusing her with
such love
that she was overpowering
every desire,
thought,
feeling,
and sensation
of everybody.
Desperate
people,
who normally would have robbed
her,
were mesmerized and
confounded.
They experienced themselves as
being transformed.
She seemed to be truly loving
and caring for them.
She could see the
beauty and courage in these
people,
and offered handshakes and
hugs and received them in
return.
She
found herself
smiling with genuine
love and caring.
Alice,
in turn, was beside herself
with wonder and joy
as
she excitedly introduced
Allie, her friend, to her
underground community.
She
met Harry, the shifty eyed
mystery shadow,
who flitted here and there
like a phantom,
coming up with a trinket, a
pill, a smoke, or bottle of
liquor
at the most unexpected times.
There
was Mabel the ancient
prostitute,
who sat on a dirty blanket
with her back against the same
pillar day after day,
guarding the space around
her, with all her worldly
possessions, and her little
dog Toter.
There
was David, and Zurry, and
potbellied Sam.
There was old Mr.
Zerich and Polly the Ham.
There
was Ulla, and Zero, and
Faceless and Few,
Unnie and Powar and Zanie and
Stew.
So
many faces, so many names, so
many ages and so many pains.
Allie
was astounded at the
suffering, the shame.
And
now, the Angels of 4 degrees
Aries,
the Angels of Lurchi,
infused the entire situation
with strengthening love.
The angels
infused all of the people
with such powerful
fearless will to love
that it felt
like a tidal wave sweeping
through.
At that moment
Allie was inspired to call a
business meeting right on the
spot.
She sat down on
the pavement.
There in a
dismal, gray, poorly lit, leaky,
concrete cavern,
Allie did
what Allie
did best.
She put on the best motivational
and strategic planning session
of her life.
About
a hundred and fifty people sat
around in a circle as Allie
captivated them with love, hope,
and brilliant planning.
Following inner
guidance,
Allie outlined a
brilliant strategy
to recreate
their lives
using
STREET THEATER!
As
she explained the brilliant
plan to bring an end to their
isolation and persecution,
more and more people scurried
out of the shadows.
Now there were over four
hundred and fifty.
It
was a large space and word got
around.
By the end of the day, with
the fiery help of the Angels
of The Will to Love,
thousands people had arrived
and signed on to the project.
The excitement was
palpable.
The plan was in place.
The
next day everyone got busy
with allotted tasks.
Five
hundred of them stood on
different street corners
holding cardboard signs that
read:
HOMELESS
PEOPLE ARE PRESENTING A
PASSION PLAY ON THE THIRD
WEDNESDAY OF EVERY MONTH.
AT
A PARK NEAR YOU.
FREE
ADMISSION.
The
plan was to present a true
story of the life of one of
them every month at different
parks.
There would be a different
play at each location.
They figured on six main
locations to start.
Six different people
would have their life story
acted out the first month.
Alice was one of them.
The
underground city was abuzz
with people making costumes,
writing and rehearsing lines,
and making stage props.
Allie
taped into her elite uptown
crowd for help.
She inspired the
familiar people that she had
partied with for years.
She
accepted no refusal.
She turned them
on.
They got excited.
The
idea took on a life of its
own.
Her
enthusiasm attracted talented
and skilled choreographers,
media and film crews.
She
got people to call favors all
over town. Impressive articles
and ads got printed.
The buzz and the glitz grew
to gigantic proportions.
She
got attorneys to run
interference with the police
and the Mayor’s office,
so the project would be
protected and seen in a
positive light.
And
finally it happened.
The
night of the first six plays
arrived.
Curious
people showed up. Crowds
of them!
Thank
God the weather was top notch.
Magic
infused the air.
Angels
were everywhere.
The Angels of
Aries, the angels of the
Will to Love, initiated
everyone.
They
worked the crowds,
invisibly infusing
everyone with the magic of
love.
They
initiated those who watched
and those who produced.
People
burned with the most intense
and fiery determination to
love, to get involved, to
SUCCEED!
The
plays were absolutely
brilliant.
In
fact, they were supernatural.
The
emotional release of years of
pent up angst and suffering,
hope and triumph,
burst
forth from the actors,
creating a catharsis for one
and all.
There
was not a dry eye in the
crowd. Not one.
Even
the Mayor was heard sniffling
to an assistant, “I never
thought I would ever say
ANYTHING was this good.”
“This beats anything
I have ever seen on Broadway
by a mile!”
The
events took off like rockets!
After
a few more months of really
good plays and ever increasing
crowds,
more and more people, homeless
and professional, got
involved.
Now
it was really real.
A virtual army of
people were presenting plays
all over the city.
It
was making theater history.
The press was crazy about it.
Churches,
organizations, and charities
got on board.
It was a sensation.
Everyone
cheered.
With the
enthusiasm of the Will to
Love,
they were in high gear.
It
was if everybody, rich and
poor alike, were discovering
the blessed therapeutic
release
of dramatizing their lifetime
emotions of pent up pain,
hope, despair, love,
loneliness, frustration and
victory.
At
first it was being referred to
in the press as
“ street
psychological-theater”.
The
term got shortened to
“Drama
Psych”.
Those
who analyzed it,
realized that its strength
was in promoting
creative
new ways of portraying
very strong emotional
catharses
as the key to
characterization and
plot.
It
was effective because it
encouraged everyone to release their pent up
pain and inhibitions