Hermetic Angel Messages

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13 degrees Gemini

The Angels of Diplomacy

 Also known as

The Angels 




We teach how to become a successful diplomat…unveiling…secrets
which are only known by a few diplomats.

In difficult diplomatic matters
we inspire the seeker of these methods to achieve full success.

An accomplished diplomat excels in tact and grace and longs for divine 
perfection to manifest on Earth.

Remember that the thirst for spiritual perfection is an indwelling 
instinct of Divine Consciousness in all Beings. 

This thirst is the virtue represented by the letter P of our name.

As diplomats control Will and Emotion through mastering polarity with 
all encompassing Unconditional Love,
 [as learned from the previous degree of Gemini,]
 they inspire others with clarity and perfect purity of emotion.

Emotions are compressed information
 that determine which manifestations occur next
in the material plane of the five senses, logic, and memory.

 The desire for spiritual perfection leads to Enlightenment and Wisdom,
which reveals the original purity of all ideas in Divine Mind,
and awakens mystical faculties such as clairvoyance and clairaudience,
and artistic talents and eloquence.

Wisdom and enlightenment is the divine virtue of the letter 
A of our name. 

As you know, INTENT that is in harmony with The Unified Field,
 the Web of Life,
desires only the highest good of all concerned. 

The INTENT or WILL of an individual aligned with DIVINE OMNIPOTENT WILL
 gives access to unlimited all-penetrating- POWER.

All-penetrating-Power, or Will, is the divine virtue represented 
by the letter S of our name.

This desire for the highest good of all opens the door to clarity and 
perfect purity of flowing divine emotions.

These pure divine emotions remove obscurity.

 This is the letter Ch of our name.

 This is combined with high intuition concerning the rhythms and cycles 
of life and harmony-legality,
the letter Y, on the path of diplomacy. 

Regardless of the immensity of problems,
 we inspire eventual success in all diplomatic endeavors.


Here is one of our stories:


Once upon a time there was a powerful aristocrat named Javid who had a 
deep longing for spiritual perfection to manifest on Earth.

 He had always asked Divine Providence to let him be of service in this regard. 

One evening he was standing in the beautiful foyer of The Grand Palace, 
owned by a powerful Ambassador of his country. 

He was so glad to be out of the chill of the dark and gloomy night.

Because horrible rumors of war had been circulating for weeks,
 inner guidance had told him to come to The Palace this night
 and do what he could to avert 
a meltdown of diplomatic relations. 

Then suddenly his body jerked 
as loud sounds of confusion and anger
 erupted from the worried murmuring of the crowd in the next room. 

Horrible emotions were swirling around everyone.

 It was getting worse by the moment.

As he entered the room and surveyed all of the powerful elite gathered 
here on this fateful night, he saw that there was no one who would stop 
the avalanche of revenge and resentment that was rapidly escalating.

 If it were to be done by anyone in any way, shape, or form
 he realized it was up to him, 
 to avert a war that was in the making.

Foreboding was building.

 Stress ramped up to a fever pitch. 

The total focus of everyone’s conversation 
was the coming strife and inevitable destruction.

He turned and faced the glittering reception hall.

None of the others had any ideas to solve the problems facing them.

They were all caught up in burning passions of patriotism, 
and pay-back.

He closed his eyes and prayed to the Angels of Paschy for inspiration.

"Angels of Paschy," he invoked fervently, "You must pull off a 
miracle, many miracles, to heal these wounds and protect the hearts and 
souls of the people and the land."

History had been cruel in this part of the world.

 Too many people had already died.

Too many promises had been made and broken.

 Something had to be done.

The powerful Ambassador suddenly appeared mysteriously at his side.

With sly eyes he whispered darkly, "Javid, my dear friend, 
I hear that the General is preparing a new line of defense."

Javid turned and looked him directly in the eye.

 He knew through Divine Intuition 
that the Ambassador held the key to the whole situation.

Going deeply within,
 he connected with the Ambassador's divine inner self,
his immortal spirit and soul,
 the core of omnipresent divine will inside of this man.

With perfect clarity he felt the divine light hidden beneath the 
darkness of this man’s consciousness.

Surrendering to the omniscient presence of Divine Being,
 he felt rejoicing and peace 
beginning to flower 
ever more beautifully within them both.

"Ambassador," he replied with clear inner guidance,
 "I know that you have the solution already in hand."

Not wanting to appear off guard, the Ambassador was momentarily silent.

 At first he had not the slightest idea of what Javid was referring to.

Javid continued, "I hear that you have come up with a most brilliant 
plan for defusing the situation on the disputed territory."

Quickly the Ambassador’s mind performed a thousand calculations; 
what could Javid be talking about?

 He looked deeply at Javid. 

There was something powerful about him, something compelling.

 He decided he had to find out what Javid knew.

Javid casually turned and picked up a goblet of wine.

 "Ambassador," he said, looking him quickly in the eye with great admiration,
 " I cannot believe that no one thought of this plan before.

 I just wish that you had spoken of this sooner.

 I am sure it will lead to the cure for all of our problems. 

Surely you will be hailed as a great hero for generations to come."

The ambassador was still completely mystified.

 What was this brilliant plan that Javid kept thanking him for?

 Was this a joke, a hoax?

 He looked suspiciously at Javid.

 Suddenly he became aware of a strange inner stirring within.

 He heard himself saying, 
" I am glad that you appreciate it.
I did not want to announce it before I was certain that it would work."

Javid placed his hand on the ambassadors elbow and led him to a small 
alcove to the left of the main ballroom.

 Sitting down, Javid again looked at him deeply,
 " I have to hand it to you Ambassador,
 you certainly had us all fooled."

Calling on the Angels of Paschy, Javid took a giant risk.

 He took both of the Ambassador’s hands in his own and closed his eyes.

 He said quietly to the Ambassador, 
" Let us pray, you and I, for the success of your plan. "

The Ambassador closed his eyes. 

Suddenly he felt himself shift into another reality, 
to another time and place.

He was a small child again, playing in his Mother’s garden on the 
outskirts of the village.

 Contented cows lowed far off in the distance; dragonflies with 
simmering wings hovered over brilliant and towering flowers.

It had been many years since he had remembered.

He was back in a time before the great war— before the era of great 
suffering, before the fabric of his life and many others was cruelly destroyed.

It was before his heart had hardened.

Ever since then, instead of happiness and innocence,
 he had had undertones of anger, sadness, fear and sorrow 
suffusing his consciousness.

Deep, deep he went back into the beautiful memory, to the time of joy.

How it called to him!

Ah, how beautiful life was then!

Oh how happy he had been!

All awareness of the glittering ballroom had completely faded.

He was looking down at his own tiny hand as he held a struggling caterpillar. 

How beautiful the caterpillar was!

 How fat, soft and how helpless! 

Gently, gently he touched it, wanting only to bless it and protect it from harm.

 "Mother?", he asked, "Where can I put him to make him safe?" 

"Here, my darling," she softly answered, " Put him here on this beautiful flower.

 He will spin a cocoon and turn into a gorgeous butterfly. 

He will know that you have loved him
 and he will return and kiss you when he has wings to fly."

He felt the healing balm of divine harmony pervade his whole being.

>From this reverie of his childhood he drew great comfort. 

He slowly came back to the room, to the present time.

 As he did so, he realized that he really did know what needed to be done
 to restore peace and order to the region. 

Javid was right.

Suddenly he jerked and looked with alarm at Javid.

 "What did you do?", he asked nervously.

 "How did you do that?"

They looked at one another intently for a long moment
 with humble feelings of recognition. 

Javid said nothing. 

A long silence followed. 

Then Javid said, " Ambassador Sir, I think your plan to restore the 
disputed territory to the insurgents is divinely inspired.

 It is so brilliant, 
especially since it is a difficult region of little practical use to the economy.

It will make you a hero in the minds of their people 
and foil their secret plan, their attempt, to use superior weaponry to 
gain control of our country."

The Ambassador’s head snapped back as a look of fear passed suddenly 
over his face as he felt his heart flutter.

 He remembered what his doctor had said to him that very week. 

It was a dire warning.

 The doctor knew that his time was short, 
and if he were to follow through with this vision, 
he knew that he could not delay.

“When your people hear about the enemy’s secret plans of horror,” Javid continued, 
“they will realize what a brilliant strategy you have used to save them all. 

You will be seen as a hero on both sides!

You will be hailed as an angel of peace!

 It is positively brilliant!”

The Ambassador closed his eyes.

There was a profound pause as he felt 
his heart fluttering dangerously over and over again. 

He collected himself and opened his eyes, saying casually,
 " I am surprised that you knew of my plans!

But however you knew, I wish to thank you
 for reminding me of the necessity of haste in this matter. 

You will be pleased to see how quickly the plan gets implemented."

Javid moved away, inwardly singing praises to Omnipresent Divine Being. 

Suddenly, the band in the other room began to play.

It was a quiet, lovely hymn,
beloved and well known by all.

The Ambassador sat as still as a statue for a long time as he continued 
to remember the butterfly.

 How he longed now for his Mother’s touch! 

The glamor of power and prestige 
was leaving him like a mist rising off of a lake.

He sat there alone with his own soul.

Angels hovered, bringing clarity to his inner vision and feelings.

Faced with his own impending death, a deep transformation was at work.

The next day he made the necessary calls and set up important meetings.

He used every bit of the power that he had so shrewdly won over 
many decades of his career.

In a week his army pulled out of the disputed territory.

His plan proved brilliant.

 Both he and his government were hailed as heroes
 by the simple common people of both sides.

No one had wanted the war. 

Listening to his brilliant oratory, the people remembered that 
historically they had more in common with each other than they had differences.

Their desire for peace and forgiveness became a raging 
purifying fire sweeping the land. 

On a spiritual level they realized that they were ready to forgive and 
remember that they were one people of kindred blood and origin. 

The wonderful changes in the Ambassador’s character blossomed.

Flowing love bursting from his heart emitted beautiful perfumes that 
enchanted everyone.

He was changing from a worm to a splendid creature of soaring spiritual 
strength and inspiration.

In spite of his weakened physical condition, he found strength and used 
his remaining time to ensure lasting stability to the region.

He decided to make a brilliant and dangerous gamble.

 He arranged to have cunning firebrands of the military and government 
of both sides, who sought war for personal glory and profit, exposed, 
removed, and in the worst cases, convicted of treason. 

He did everything he could to make sure that empty positions were 
filled with sincere people committed to bring peace and freedom for 
everyone, people who knew the value and necessity of living in harmony.

When he died the next spring people from both countries mourned deeply 
and long.

Such gratitude poured out from their hearts that the realms of heaven 
rang with the glory of it.

When he was buried, over his grave a tall flower bloomed.

 As they read his eulogy, a magnificent butterfly kissed the words 
inscribed with love and honor on his monument.

It read: "Here lies a true hero of two countries no longer at war."

  "This is the man who finally brought peace, unselfishly,
who reminded us that borders are man made whereas kinship among all 
peoples is created by God.”



P…Our longing for spiritual perfection is expressed as devoted humble service.

A and umlaut A, ae…We confer enlightened wisdom which takes the form of 
eloquence, mental powers and artistic talents. We inspire the release 
and transformation of negativity and imperfection.

S…We totally control humans and their consciousness and bestow 
clairvoyance and the gift of prophecy.

Ch…We unveil secret knowledge about life and death, how to solve all 
mysteries of the water element and emotions and principles of subtle fluidity. 

Y…We teach humans to see and know prophetically the fate of all 
creatures, man or animal, infallibly.

The melody created by the letters of our name are the notes of B, G, G 
sharp, D sharp, and C sharp.


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 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.

 If you have these, it may be helpful to read Frabato the Magician first, with appendixes, 
and then read appendixes from the other three for background.

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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.


We are all one.

When one is harmed, all are harmed.

When one is helped, all are helped.

Therefore, in the name of who I AM,

and I AM one with all there is;

I give thanks that this is done.
So it is.