SUNDAY-EVENING

When I go to sleep, just before going to sleep I will say to myself the following words, and I will let them enter into my spirit, for words are like dead leaves when there is no life in them of the spirit. I say, then, these words: “I enter the eternal and infinite garden of mystery, my spirit in oneness with the Heavenly Father, my body in oneness with the Earthly Mother, my heart in harmony with my Brothers, the Sons of Men, dedicating my spirit, my body, and my heart to the holy, pure and saving Teaching, even that Teaching which of old was known to Enoch.”

Communion with The Angel of Creative Work

And after these words have entered into my spirit, on the second evening after Sabbath-Eve, I say these words: 'Angel of Creative Work, descend upon earth and give abundance to all the Sons of Men.' For this most powerful of the angels of the Heavenly Father is the cause of movement, and only in movement is life. I will work in the garden of the Brotherhood to create the kingdom of the heavens upon earth. And as I work, so will the angel of Creative Work nurture and ripen the seed of my spirit, that I may see God.