March 3, 2019

Begin: 6:40 pm

End: 7:48 pm

Tools: the Disc, the Tablet of Earth, Atus XIV (Art), XIII (Death) and V (The Hierophant)

Weather: clear and cold

Based on the audio transcript. Comments in italics.

The vision begins with the image of a wooded landscape. It is morning perhaps, as there is a light fog hanging in the air. A horse grazes nearby. The trees have foliage of green with a blue tinge. To our left is a path and as we follow it we see, far ahead, green dancing lights swirling like sparks into the air. The path winds to a stone archway leading into what looks to be a ravine.

Stepping through the archway, the Seer feels a slight dizziness for a moment. She sees no one but hears a voice say, “A song of a thousand voices sang…” She waits for more but hears nothing.

The other side of the archway or portal is a moonlit desert. Not desolate by any means, there are beautiful rock formations and life everywhere. The Seer can hear a coyote and small creatures rustling around on the ground. As she looks down, she sees a large circle on the ground containing a seven-pointed star. We step inside the circle and find we are standing within a translucent cube. It could not be seen from outside the circle, only from within the cube itself. There are splashes of light, like lightening behind clouds. Looking down, the Seer sees that in the center of the star is a black circle. Looking up, she sees more stars than she can imagine. It is how the sky must have looked at the dawn of humanity, when the earth at night was truly dark.

The seven-pointed star, like seen in the diagram, has very specific meaning. Reversed, it is the Mark of the Beast. Upright it is, among other things, the Star of Lucifer/Chaos and contains in its heart the Star of Babalon, the Consort of Chaos. The number seven is prevalent throughout the Enochian system and it is no surprise to see a recurrence of this symbol. NIA is the seventh Aethyr out from the Earth, also called the Seventh Heaven.

“The song of a thousand voices sang praises to the Most High.”

The speaker is a very large angelic figure in bright flowing white robes that seem to be made of light. His robe is hooded but he appears to have sharp angular features and huge eyes, giving him an almost insect-like face. He does not speak and holds in front of him a lantern, similar to the Hermit tarot card. When asked for a name, the answer comes the form of thoughts that seem to say The Angel of the Light of the Lantern.

The angel inquires about our motives. The Mage responds, “We seek the grace of the Most Divine.”

“The Most Divine has little grace,” the angel says.

“What have you to teach us?” the Mage asks.

“I do not teach. I am the Light.”

“What does your Light illuminate?”

“The Souls of the Sons of Man,” the angel answers. Then, “You must pass through the Light.”

“Shine your Light on us that we may pass through!” It becomes very bright and the Seer is unable to see. She can feel the Light, it is harsh. “Will your Light burn away the darkness in our souls?”

“It will burn away who you think you are.”

NIA is the final Aethyr on the lower Mental Plane. Beyond this Aethyr, no self-identity may pass. The personality must die in order to progress further. Note that this is different than the death of the Ego one experiences in later Aethyrs but it is a precursor to this later and final step of crossing the Abyss.

Suddenly the Light becomes sunlight. Flashes of memories, children playing, happy families. None of the memories are the Seer’s. The images continue; happiness, joy, innocence. People living in the moment, true bliss and love.

These images were extremely foreign to the Seer, who was robbed of her childhood and innocence at a young age. As such, she was confused by the images and the purpose of them. With NIA being the Aethyr of Joy, it is easy to understand why images of happiness and innocence would appear, though their lack of context was at first perplexing.

Now the Seer sees a creek and a hill beyond. She knows this place. It is Jericho Creek in Northern California’s Jerusalem Valley. As a child in this place, (which she and her friends called the Valley of Death, the place of bones because of the unusually high number of animal bones that could be found there) she had numerous mystical experiences. In one of these, the valley seemed to change and she knew a feeling of happiness and peace, a level of contentedness that made her not want to leave this place. This terrified her because she knew it not to be real. It was not happiness but Death. Not just physical death but much more – the Death of all that you are, the absolute loss of everything. The sudden recollection of this memory confused the Seer and made her uncomfortable. We decided to leave this place and rise higher.

There were many visions and experiences of a bizarre and personal nature that occurred at this location, not all of which does the Seer remember clearly. It is important to note that these experiences were not just hers but were shared and corroborated by others who were with her at the time. Her discomfort with this part of the vision suggests that there is more to this which may be revisited in later Aethyrs.



We are passing through rays of sunlight that take the form of geometric shapes, triangles, rectangles, diamonds. The patterns reflect various colors. The shapes seem to be floating in the light.

This transforms into a crystalline cave. The crystals around us are clear and reflect all colors in an array of rainbows. In the back of the cave is a shadowy figure. As we approach he tells the Seer that he can show us the shadows of who we think we are. He shows us ourselves, as though in a mirror. The shadows of who we think we are.

This suggests that our physical being as we see ourselves is not actually who we are. All material things are illusion and not real in the absolute sense. The physical body is lower than the ego on the Tree of Life and is below the Foundation (Yesod), thus making it a shadow of the Ruach and of the Higher Self.



“Who is it that we are?” the Mage asks.

“Children of Light.”

“How can we be who we truly are?”

“By letting go of the shadows.” the figure says. “Sometimes everything you look for has been in your hands since dawn. How far would you go?”

“All the way.”

“But for all there is a cost.”

“Is there any cost that would be too high?” the Mage asks.

“That would not be for me to choose. Would you go home if you could?”

“I would.”

In this rather interesting exchange, the spirit tells us that the only way to be our true selves is to die. To let go of the shadows (the shadows being, as earlier stated, the physical body) is to cut the cord tethering the body of Light to the physical body. This is an extremely dangerous prospect and one that would result in actual death. The responses from the Mage above reflect the knowledge of death and the acceptance of this state.

We are back to the vision of the 27th Aethyr called ZAA, standing in front of a doorway or portal. There are figures going in and out and there is a golden circle on the ground with an equal armed cross. In the vision of ZAA we viewed this doorway from a distance as we stood on the wheel, but now we are in front of it. We decide to go through the door.

It becomes hard for the Seer to focus. Angles are different, distorted. Movement is neither direct nor indirect, almost sideways but not quite. The colors are cold blues and the light refracts into rainbows, like in the crystalline cave. There are flashes of light in a direction that may be ahead that looks almost like candlelight at first, then the Seer realizes that she is seeing The Others, those that move back and forth between worlds.

We try to move in their direction but have difficulty doing so because of the strangeness of this place. The Others tell the Seer that we have to learn to walk. She understands this to mean that we just need to be where we’re going.

We Will ourselves toward the light and this succeeds. We are standing in front of a large flame about 8 feet in height. It is bright white and puts off no heat. The Seer realizes it is not a flame, but an entity of some sort, a being of light. It does not communicate with us and the Seer cannot tell what it is doing. There are several other beings around us but none speak. They simply come and go.

Looking up, the Seer can see that we are under a dome of some kind. It has a dull silver metallic look to it and is about 2 stories above us. It is carved in a circular pattern with symbols and images.

It is not uncommon for visitors to this Aethyr to see something like a roof. This would be the Ring-Pass-Not that divides the first seven Aethyrs from the higher realms. Beyond this, the personality may not pass.

The Seer, still struggling with the strange angles of this place, feels that we should go back through the portal and so we do. It is night and the Angel of the Light of the Lantern is waiting for us.

The Mage says, “Great Angel, we ask for you guidance. Will you lead us? Shine your Light on our path.”

“The Light will show you the Truth.”

Again the Seer receives multiple images of happy children playing, people living, loving. The good part of humanity. She sees fields and trees and animals and life and beauty. Once again, none of the images are part of her own memories.



“Why do you show us these images?”

The angel tells the Seer, “This is why we are here.”

“Please explain.”

“For something worth saving.”

We are released into the clouds above. We depart NIA, thanking the spirits and our guide.

Once again we see the hint of much greater interactions between these entities and the Earth. This has been constant throughout the visions, the idea of these heavenly/pan-dimensional beings interacting with us in unseen ways. Visions of countless armies surrounding the Earth, beings of Light passing back and forth through portals. The question remains as to what, specifically, their agenda is and in what ways they are interacting with us. “For something worth saving.” It would seem that they seek to save us from ourselves (a welcome gesture, to be sure!) and that the key to this salvation is love. In what way will this salvation present itself?

We hope to learn more when we scry the 23rd Aethyr, called TOR sometime later this month. Stay tuned and thank you as always for reading!