Friday Morning Communion with the Angel of Air

She who spreads the perfume of sweet-smelling fields, of spring grass after rain, of the opening buds of the rose. We worship the Holy Breath which is placed higher than all the other things created. For, lo, the eternal and sovereign luminous space, where rule the unnumbered stars, is the air we breathe in and the air we breathe out. In the moment betwixt the breathing in and the breathing out is hidden all the mysteries of the Infinite Garden.

Angel of Air, Holy messenger of the Earthly Mother, enter deep within me, as the swallow plummets from the sky, that I may know the secrets of the wind and the music of the stars.

Angel of Air, enter with my breath and give the Air of Life to my body

Know, oh Sons of Light, that the Angel of Air is the messenger of the Heavenly Father, and no one comes before the face of God that the Afridayngel of Air let's not pass. For we do not think of the Angel of Air when we breathe, for we breathe without thought, as the sons of darkness live their lives without thought. But when the power of life enters into your words and into your breathing, then for every time you invoke the Angel of Air, so do you also invoke the unknown angels of the Heavenly Father; and you will go closer and closer to the heavenly kingdoms.

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