Angelic Tales of the Universe
By Leland T. Lewis
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Copyright 2011 by Leland T. Lewis
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The First Angelic Tales
of the Series
1. The Old Woman and the Secret Cave
2. Three Cosmic Names
3. The Gateway Between the Worlds
4. Domain of the Angel Arzel
5. First Page of the Book of Light
6. The First Power
7. The Angel Jazair
8. A Magical World
9. A Transforming Love
10. Second Page of the Book of Light
11. The Second Power
12. Encountering a Cult of Black Magic
13. A Mountain Retreat
14. Gathering of the Now
15. The Angel Labeezarine
16. Third Page of the Book of Light
17. Journey to Ancient India
18. The Third Power
19. The Golden Tablet of Gadiel
Angelic Tales of the Universe
Tale XVII
“Journey to Ancient India”
By Leland T. Lewis
Note to Reader:
This is TALE SEVENTEEN in the extended series; “Angelic Tales of the Universe“. For the greatest enjoyment and understanding, it is recommended that these stories be read in numerical sequence starting with Tale One: “The Ancient Woman, The Secret Cave.” Best Wishes, Leland T. Lewis, Author “Angelic Tales of the Universe”
Sea Within
To hear
To feel
Effortlessly
Within
The awesome
Great rhythm of
The Crystalline
Sea
Inhale the breeze
Absorb the spray
Become the waves
So pounding, so cool
So rhythmic
So free
So deep
Within me
The ancient
The infinite
Primordial sea…
After my exposure to the third page of the Book of Light, LABEEZARINE gently takes my face in his hands and gazes into my eyes. It is the same greeting he shared with Siriah earlier. The feeling of this greeting is hard to describe. The love transferred is so very powerful that it is almost heartbreaking in its intensity.
“Welcome DEVA RAMIEL, you have now entered our angelic order,” LABEEZARINE intones in a deep and resounding voice that penetrates to the depths of my soul. “You have encountered the third page of The Book of Light, and are now a novitiate of the B’nai Elohim. You now have one foot on the human pathway, and another on the angelic pathway of transformation.”
After LABEEZARINE says these words, the garden increases threefold in illumination, and the singing of the birds intensifies. Within the bird song I hear the same melody as Greeneve’s blessing song during the crossing of the waters of Izen.
IAHOTE reaches out and grasps my left hand, while taking Siriah’s right hand. She leads us back through the garden along the same pathway of our approach.
As we depart I turn to look back once again at LABEEZARINE. I watch as the great angel dives into the sacred pool at the shore of the stone temple; transforming once again into a golden Koi.
Soon we re-enter the great library room of the fifth dimensional manor house. IAHOTE gestures toward the two large cushioned couches situated in front of the massive fireplace. “Please sit here.”
Siriah and I both sink into the comfortable couches. We are facing one another, and between us is the large low wooden table.
IAHOTE climbs up the library ladder, and retrieves a huge book from a higher shelf. She then places it unopened in front of us on the table.
“Each of these books is a passageway to another world.” IAHOTE says while looking toward me. “The great angel LABEEZARINE has recommended a journey through this particular book for the continuation of your spiritual journey and knowledge.”
Siriah picks up the massive book and turns it so it is facing me. As I gaze at the book’s cover I see a blue planet moving through a solar system. It is not a fixed image; instead the book is like a window outward into the cosmos.
Upon closer inspection I see that the orbiting planet is earth. The image is dynamic, and grows larger before my eyes. Soon I am able to identify the Himalaya Mountains, the sub-continent of India, and the surrounding oceans.
“Are we passing through this book portal to return home to earth?” I ask.
“We will be travelling back to earth,” Siriah responds, “but it will be the earth of over two thousand years ago. We will be travelling to ancient India to a time during the Classical Period of Indian history.”
With this statement, Siriah reaches out and opens the book. It immediately expands in size to about six feet across.