Scrying the Aethyrs: 1 – LIL

This is the text of my journal entry for my scrying of the 1st Aethyr, LIL. See my previous post on scrying the aethyrs for instructions and a description of exactly what the Aethyrs are.

I light a candle, perform a short ritual, say a short prayer, recite the 19th call, and lay down with my eyes closed to let the vision overtake me.

I see the color green.

It is a solid field of color in front of my vision. Occasionally parts of it flash, like an intermittent strobe was shined upon a wall.

Upward movement.

Quickly now.

Away from Earth, above the stars.

I see a representation of the Sephirot.

Green light shoots up from somewhere below and illuminates Malkuth.

White light exits its top and traces a zig-zag pattern through each other Sephirot, lighting it up in turn. It simultaneous flows downward tracing every possible path between them.

I rise with the light.

As I arrive at Kether the light shoots upward from the top of it in twin beams. They twist and dance around each other as they rise, creating a helix.

Far, far above it meets another point of bright light.

I look, and see two gigantic golden gates in front of the light. They swing open as I approach.

Stepping to the gates, beyond is an even brighter source of light. Like an infinite shining point at the center of this illumination.

Looking into it, I begin to lose a sense of what I’m seeing in this vision.

I am hit with wave after wave of immense joy.

Within the light, I feel an incredible sense of “coming home”. It is hard to describe, because it does not feel like a physical location, but the feeling is present.

Within the light I begin to see things.

I see myself.

I see points in my life where I have been the happiest.

I see them and relive the joy of those moments. I see them and experience exponential further levels of joy recursively. The joy of the moment and the joy of experiencing the joy of the moment reverberate harmonically.

I try to back away from the waves of emotion and the visions within the light to again try to look at the light itself. I see the gates, I see the point of light…

I lose my ability to focus again, and find more from within the light.

I see potential futures and everything good which may come of them.

I pull back again. The gates. The light. I mentally ask “Is there anything else I…”

My words are cut off.

I see parts of my life I am less happy with. Things which upset me. Even in these, I see the joys I was missing in the moment. I see things that were necessary because of choices that were made, but I see joy in stumbling through them.

The more I try to pull away and focus, the less I am able to do so.

I see waves of immense joy from every single experience, just for the experiencing of it. I see the dance and play and laughter of every moment, of every object, of every thought.

I see myself laying on the bed scrying and laugh with joy at the intense effort I am putting in, the seriousness of the situation, the softness of the pillows, the smell of the air, the distant thunder, the dog outside the door.

I laugh at scrying 30 Aethyrs to find the reflection of my own light, which has always been with me.

I open my eyes and the vision ends.

Perhaps for the last time, as with previous Aethyrs I had not read the scrying of Aethyr 1 by either Duncan Barford or Crowley before scrying today. I am reading them now, and adding relevant similarities here:

  • Duncan starts off in bright sunshine. Brightest of bright lights can easily be compared to the Sun.
  • Duncan describes the hose of a friend he is visiting. This resonates as similar to me, due to the feeling of “home” I was describing.
  • Duncan has a toy dinosaur nibble his fingers and a toy dog join in. In this, he realizes an “infinitely playful potential” of this Aethyr. This is very similar to my experience of the joyful nature of it. Duncan’s vision ends here, in disappointment of not wanting it to stop.

  • Crowley starts off his vision with a prayer and invocation. Interesting, as he does not always do that, and neither do I, but this session I decided to do both.
  • Crowley starts off by seeing the stars, and then the Sun burning at the center of it. I quickly moved above the stars and to a point of brilliant light.
  • Crowley is filled with ecstasy beyond thought, which is very much like me being overwhelmed with the waves of joy.
  • Crowley states “IAIDA”, which means “I am”. This is very reminiscent of another vision of mine which came incredibly close to Crowley’s.
  • Crowley experienced something like a waking sleep with a still mind. Each time I tried to focus on something, or to think, I was pulled back into the sleep of the vision-within-the-vision.
  • Crowley states “I have forgotten where I am, and who I am”. Again, very similar to the thoughtless joy of the visions that I experienced.
  • Crowley tries to speak “a lot”, but it always gets lost along the way. My own words were lost when I tried to speak.
  • Crowley describes “dew on all the fire” and “the quintessence of the ecstasy of stars”, which is like the tinsel-sphere from the previous Aethyr. The tinsel-sphere is interesting, as tinsel is made to look like the needles of a pine tree at Christmas. The self-illuminated forest from the birthday of a God.
  • Crowley goes over a long description of the “song” within the Aethyr, where a child describes all the things he is. This very much reminds me of the contents of the visions-within-the-vision.
  • “Thou shalt laugh at the folly of the fool. Thou shalt learn the wisdom of the wise.” This is similar to the experience of joy at even the more difficult times of life, and the necessities within them.

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