The Law Is the Living Word

The law is the living word of a living God to living prophets for living men. In everything that is life is the law written. You find it in the grass, in the tree, in the river, in the mountain, in the birds of heaven, in the fishes of the sea; but seek it chiefly in yourselves. God so made life and all living things that they might by the everlasting word teach the laws of the true God to man. God wrote not the laws in the pages of books, but in your heart and in your spirit. They are in your breath, your blood, your bone; in your flesh, your bowels, your eyes, your ears, and in every little part of your body. They are present in the air, in the water, in the earth, in the plants, in the sunbeams, in the depths and in the heights. They all speak to you that you may understand the tongue and the will of the living God.

Man is the Son of the Earthly Mother, and from her did the Son of Man receive his whole body. Purify the temple that the Lord may dwell within and occupy a place worthy of him.

Angel of Air: my body breathes the air of the Earthly Mother, and my spirit breathes the truth of the Heavenly Father

Angel of Water: I receive my blood from our Earthly Mother and the truth from our Heavenly Father

Angel of Sunlight: my body basks in the sunlight of the Earthly Mother, and my spirit basks in the sunlight of the truth of the Heavenly Father

The angels of air and of water and of sunlight are brethren. Holy, likewise, is their embrace. They are indivisible children of the Earthly Mother, so do not cast aside those whom earth and heaven have made. Let these three brother angels enfold you every day and let them abide with you.

Paraphrased and rendered in contemporary language from The Essene gospel of Peace, Book 1
By Izora Woods


Friday Evening Communion with the Heavenly Father

The Heavenly Father who is, who was and who ever shall be. O Great Creator! Thou did create the Heavenly Angels, and thou did reveal the Heavenly Laws! Thou art my refuge and my fortress. Thou art from everlasting Lord; thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations. Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou had formed the earth, even from everlasting to everlasting. Thou art God, who have made the waters, and who made the plants.

Who to the wind have yoked the storm-clouds, the swift and even the fleetest?

Who, O Great Creator is the fountain of Eternal Life within our souls?

Who have made the Light and the Darkness? Who have made sleep and the zest of the waking hours?

Who spread the noontides and the midnight?

Thou, O Great Creator! Thou hast made the earth by thy power, have established the world by thy wisdom, and have stretched out the heavens by thy love.

Do thou reveal unto me, O Heavenly Father, thy nature, which is the power of the Angels of thy Holy Kingdom. Immortality and the Heavenly order have thou given O Creator, and the best of all things, thy Holy Law! I will praise thy works with songs of thanksgiving, continually, in all the generations of time. With the coming of day I embrace my Mother, with the coming of night, I join my Father, and with the outgoing of evening and morning I will breathe Their Law. And I will not interrupt these Communions until the end of time.

And over heaven and earth there was a great silence, and the peace of the Heavenly Father and the Earthly Mother shone over the heads of Jesus and the multitude.

Thursday Evening Communion with the Angel of Wisdom

The Angel of Wisdom, you who makes man free from fear, wide of heart, and easy of conscience. Holy Wisdom, the understanding that unfolds, continuously, as a holy scroll, yet does not come through learning. All wisdom comes from the Heavenly Father, and is with him forever.

Who can number the sands of the sea and the drops of rain, and the days of eternity? Who can find out the height of heaven, and the breadth of the earth? Who can tell the beginning of wisdom?

Wisdom hath been created before all things. He who is without wisdom is like unto him that saith to the wood, 'Awake', and to the dumb stone, 'Arise, and teach!' So are his words empty, and his deeds harmful, as a child who brandishes his father's sword and knoweth not its cutting edge. But the crown of wisdom makes peace and perfect health to flourish, both of which are the gifts of God.

O thou Heavenly Order! Angel of Wisdom! I will worship thee and the Heavenly Father, because of you the River of Thought within us is flowing towards the Holy Sea of Eternity.

Wednesday Evening Communion with the Angel of Love

Angel of Love whose healing waters flow in a never-ending stream from the Sea of Eternity. Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of the Heavenly Father, and every one that loves is born of the Heavenly Order and knows the Angels. For without love, a man's heart is parched and cracked as the bottom of a dry well, and his words are empty as a hollow gourd. But loving words are as a honeycomb sweet to the soul; loving words in a man's mouth are as deep waters, and the wellspring of love as a flowing brook.

Yes, it was said in the ancient times: love thy brothers as thyself; the Heavenly Father is love; and he that dwells in love dwells in the Heavenly Father, and the Heavenly Father in him. He that loves not is as a wandering bird cast out of the nest; for him the grass faileth and the stream has a bitter taste. And if a man says, I love the Heavenly Father but hate my brother, he is a liar: for he that loves not his brother whom he has seen, how can he love the Heavenly Father whom he has not seen? By this we know the Children of Light: those who walk with the Angel of Love, for they love the Heavenly Father, and they love their brethren, and they keep the Holy Law. Love is stronger than the currents of deep waters: Love is stronger than death.

Tuesday Evening Communion with the Angel of Power

Angel of Power, you who fills the sun with heat, and guides the hand of man in all his works. Thine O Heavenly Father was the power, when thou did order a path for each of us. Through thy power will my feet tread the path of the Law; through thy power will my hands perform thy works. May the golden river of power always flow from thee to me, and may my body always turn unto thee, as the flower turns unto the sun. For there is no power save that from the Heavenly Father; all else is but a dream of dust, a cloud passing over the face of the sun. There is no man that hath power over the spirit; neither hath he power in the day of death. Only that power which comes from God can carry us out from the City of Death. Guide our works and deeds, O Angel of Power, Holy messenger of the Heavenly Father!


Hail Unto Thee O Brother

My property has many young oak trees. Oaks have been known to live for a thousand years, there are some trees that have lived over five thousand years and the known worlds current Oldest Living Tree is 9,950 years old! Some of the oak trees I live with are the ancestors of trees born as the glacial Lake Agassiz receeded north. Seeds arriving on the wind or released from the depths?

Think for a moment; trees are life that experience childhoods that last centuries. Their lives outlive all the generations of modern man. Canada is younger than most of the trees remaining in her old growth forests, forests now scarred and bereft. These forests that lived since the eve of the last ice age, imagine what sights they have seen; the birth of stars and the death of comets and the ever changing story of life.

Then along came we, the intelligent, the enlightened, the dominant. We celebrate the tree, yes we do. We build fine furniture and proudly sell it as solid oak or mahogany and to prove our awe of the magesty of the mighty, life giving tree; we bore a hole through her bowels and drive our cars through. O grandmother. We rape and pillage you and your young then build houses and fences to protect ourselves from you.

We the dominant species - the survivors in the contest to see who is fittest. We have earned a good spanking, just like naughty children, we act impulsively, sheepishly and against our own best interest in spite of every indicator we are wrong. Just like days of old?

Why do we have to believe that we either evolved through evolution or we were created for and evicted from the Garden of Eden? If we don't sit on one or the other of those extremes, then we probably don't give the question much thought at all. Doesn't that seem a bit limiting a concept for the great We? So either we imagine we have existed only since the earth recovered from the destruction that saw the loss of the dinosaur. And that somehow, apes transformed over time and one extremely smart version evolved into us; the great We. Or the other absurd theory that suddenly into the midst of an age that saw the great wholly mammoth, some 2-3 million years ago God decides to plop man? I mean where do you think they went after they were evicted from the Garden? Motel 8? Or some desert hut complete with instruction manuals how to forage, prepare and store foods, then promptly set up shop writing down our history?

No matter which side you are one, one thing is certain, is still took us maybe one and a half million years to discover fire. How did we survive? We must have been stupid to live for over a million years without fire, thus without meat. Or perhaps we lived like our Brother the tree, in communion with our Mother, faithful that our Mother would support us, She the giver of life.

Living tree. Forests where the young can thrive and grow for centuries, the elders for millennium in joy. Never divergent from your faith, baring your arms, stretching them high as the fall winds blow over you. Faith that the Mother has provided you the sustanance you need and faith you will hear springs song called on the wings of a bird. Roots reaching deep into the Mothers breast, toes stretched out like the neurons, communicating, stretched forth in comfort and support, communing for all the generations of man.

Why don't you think on this question? How come man ended up living in a cave again? Living in small family groups, telling stories, passing on tradition. stories about great beasts: horned, winged, flying, gigantic, colorful, eclectic beasts! Beasts and peoples, creatures that take place on other worlds and in other times.

It is my guess is that we ended up in caves last time, just the same way we seem to be headed for them again. And we are not stopping our shopping long enought to ask ourselves some very important questions. Why don't we change in light of all the scientific certainty that this planet and the life on in are in dire consequences? If the predictions are right what does that mean to my future and that of my family? Think on it; here in Manitoba we are passing a law to allow a corporation take over the stewardship of our water! A corporation is like a virus and lives only to survive and now water is a comodity? Water should be understood as a gift of life meant for all to share. What does that mean to you as we continue to pollute our lakes and rivers, producing all the stuff we need to generate all the stuff to shop for?

My Brother the tree, hail unto thee. You live in harmony with your mother and your brothers, you know that always a seed will survive, the day will come and you will live again. O smart and wise tree who understands from where life comes. who trusts our Earthly Mother to provide long life. I see you retreat everyday from man's intrusion, you prepare, you dig underground.

Now think for a moment, that somewhere a pocket of safety exists and a seed of humanity will survive. They will live in caves and tell stories of great flying machines, famous men, wars and wonderous beasts, they will try to warn the future through parables, warn of the dangers that lurk in the hearts of man and warn of the death that comes from living outside the Law. We are the Children of an Earthly Mother and everything we do to her, we do to ourselves also, her death will be our death. For her breath is my breath, her blood my blood.

I wonder did Nostradamus dream of the future or remember a past? A past before we ended up in caves again. While our Brother the Tree keeps watch.


Sunday Evening Communion with the Angel of Creative Work

Angel of Work who sings in the humming of the bee, pausing not in its making of golden honey; in the flute of the shepherd, who sleeps not lest his flock go astray; in the song of the maiden as she lays her hand to the spindle. If you think that these are not as fair in the eyes of the Lord as the loftiest of prayers echoed from the highest mountain, and then you do indeed err for the honest work of humble hands is a daily prayer of thanksgiving, and the music of the plough is a joyful song unto the Lord. He who eats the bread of idleness must die of hunger, for a field of stones can yield only stones. For him is the day without meaning, and the night a bitter journey of evil dreams. But he who walks with the Angel of Work has within him a field always fertile, where corn and grapes and all manner of sweet-scented herbs and flowers grow in abundance. As ye sow, so shall ye reap. The Son of Man who has found his task shall not ask any other blessing.

Honor thy Earthly Mother

I am one with the Earthly Mother; she is in me, and I am in her. Of her was I born, in her do I live, and to her shall I return again. I honour my Earthly Mother and I keep her laws so I will live long, and be happy. For my breath is your breath, my blood is your blood, my bone is your bone, my flesh is your flesh, my eyes and my ears, are your eyes and your ears.

O Earthly Mother! Always am I embraced by you, always am I surrounded by your beauty, never can I part from you. For my breath is your breath, my blood is your blood, my bone is your bone, my flesh is your flesh, my eyes and my ears, are your eyes and your ears. In this manner I do pray:

Our Mother which art upon earth, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, and your will be done in us, as it is in thee. As thou send every day your angels, send them to us also. Forgive us our sins, as we atone all our sins against thee. And lead us not into sickness, but deliver us from all evil, for thine is the earth, the body, and the health. Amen.