Meditate on the qualities of the good father protecting, providing, teaching, loving.
Contemplate your oneness with the cosmos and all that is.
Meditate on the generation of new births into your life.
Call upon your eternal spiritual self. Listen!
Watch the stars on a clear night and open yourself to their energy.
Go to a planetarium and learn about the cosmos.
Read about the latest discoveries in space and marvel at them.
Journal about what you would love to create in this life.
Meditate on an ever-expanding universe.
||The Heavenly Father
In the Heavenly Kingdom
There are strange and wondrous works,
For by his word all things consist.
There are yet hid greater things than these be,
For we have seen but a few of his works:
The Heavenly Father hath made all things.
The beauty of heaven, the glory of the stars,
Give light in the highest places of the Heavenly Sea.
Sentinels of the most High, they stand in their order,
And never faint in their watches.
Look upon the rainbow, and praise him that made it;
Very beautiful it is in the brightness thereof.
It compasseth the heaven about with a glorious circle,
And the hands of the most High have bended it.
By his Law he maketh the snow to fall apace,
And sendeth swiftly the lightnings of his judgment.
Through this the treasures are opened,
And clouds fly forth as fowls.
By his great power h maketh the clouds firm,
And the hailstones are broken small.
At his sight the mountains are shaken,
And at his will the south wind bloweth.
The noise of the thunder maketh the earth to tremble:
So doth the northern storm and the whirlwind:
As birds flying he scattereth the snow,
And the eye marvelleth
At the beauty of the whiteness thereof,
And the heart is astonished at the raining of it.
So do the heavens declare the glory of God,
And the firmament showeth his handiwork.
Who hath made the waters,
And who maketh the plants?
Who to the wind hath yoked the storm-clouds,
The swift and even the fleetest?
Who, O Heavenly Father,
Is the creator of the holy Law within our souls?
Who hath made the light and the darkness?
Who hath made sleep and the zest of the waking hours?
Who gave the recurring sun and stars
Their undeviating way?
Who established that whereby the moon doth wax
And whereby she waneth?
Who, save thee, Heavenly Father,
Hath done these glorious things!
Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place
In all generations.
Before the mountains were brought forth,
Or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world,
Even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art the Law.
Thy name is Understanding,
Thy name is Wisdom,
Thy name is the Most Beneficent,
Thy name is the Unconquerable One,
Thy name is He Who maketh the true account,
Thy name is the All-seeing One,
Thy name is the Healing One,
Thy name is the Creator.
Thou art the Keeper,
Thou art the Creator and the Maintainer;
Thou art the Discerner and the Spirit.
Thou art the Holy Law.
These names were pronounced
Before the Creation of this Heaven,
Before the making of the waters and of the plants,
Before the birth of our holy Father Enoch.
Before the beginning of time,
The Heavenly Father planted the holy Tree of Life,
Which standeth forever in the midst of the Eternal Sea.
High in its branches sings a bird,
And only those who have journeyed there,
And have heard the mysterious song of the bird,
Only those shall see the Heavenly Father.
They shall ask of him his name,
And he shall answer, I am that I am.
Being ever the same as the Eternal I am.
O thou Heavenly father?
How excellent is thy name in all the earth!
Thou hast set thy glory above the heavens.
When we consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers,
The moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained,
What is man, that thou art mindful of him?
Yet thou hast made a covenant
With the Children of Light,
And they walk with thy holy Angels;
Thou hast crowned them with glory and honor,
Thou madest them to have dominion
Over the works of thy hands,
And gavest unto them
The task of nourishing and protecting
All that lives and grows on thy green earth.
O Heavenly Father!
How excellent is thy name in all the earth!
Hear the voice of one who cries out to thee:
Whither shall I go from thy spirit?
Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there;
If I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
If I take the wings of the morning,
And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
Even there shall thy hand lead me,
And thy right hand shall hold me.
If I say, "Surely the darkness shall cover me,"
Even the night shall be light about me;
Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee
But the night shineth as the day:
The darkness and the light are both alike to thee,
For thou hast possessed my reins.
As the hart panteth after the water brooks,
So panteth my soul after thee, O God.
My soul thirsteth for the living Heavenly Father.
The Law is my light and salvation;
Whom shall I fear?
The Law is the rock and the strength of my life;
Of whom shall I be afraid?
One thing have I desired of the Law,
That I will seek after:
That I may dwell in the house of the Law
All the days of my life,
To behold the beauty of the Heavenly Father.
Those who dwell in the secret place of the most High
Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
We will say of the Law,
"Thou art our refuge and our fortress;
We will trust in the Holy Law."
And the Heavenly Father
Shall cover us with his feathers,
And under his wings shall we trust;
His truth shall be our shield and buckler.
We shall not be afraid for the terror by night,
Nor for the arrow that flieth by day,
Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness,
Nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
For by day we shall walk
With the Angels of the Earthly Mother,
By night we shall commune
With the Angels of the Heavenly Father,
And when the sun reacheth its zenith at noontide,
We shall stand silent before the sevenfold Peace:
And no evil shall befall us,
Neither shall any plague come nigh our dwelling,
For he hath given his Angels charge over us,
To keep us in all their ways.
The Heavenly Father is our refuge and strength.
Therefore will not we fear,
Though the earth be removed,
And though the mountains be carried
Into the midst of the sea,
Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled,
Though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof.
There is a river, which floweth to the Eternal Sea.
Beside the river stands the holy Tree of Life.
There doth my father dwell, and my home is in him.
The heavenly Father and I are One.
From The Gospel of the Essenes by Edmond Bordeaux Szekely. Reproduced here with the permission of his family. For a complete catalogue of Dr. Szekely's books write to:
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