XXV
ELVAREN

In the comforting spirit of Senea’s presence we prepared our departure from Shalin. The Hyrayarch knows the timings. We must move towards the Mountains of Tquanji. The destination is set, the appearance of masters is required.
Soon we leave the Groves of Nelan. I said. The journey will take us to across Ion to meet with Zonh.
We will go together. I will be there for you. Senea said. It is time that we leave.
In quiet meditation under the beautiful evening sky I looked back over the years of work. There have been great changes in the lands of Ion. In compassion and dismay I see it laid in wreckage. The golden age of Alpera, the knowledge of Ion, the beauty of it all is lost by the ones who would possess it. There is a better way I know, I have been told we are close to an adventure of spirit. One that is unavoidable and glorious.
Senea looked only into my eyes and I found her love. Her eyes reflected the stars of the evening sky.
The future is still within our hearts. Senea said in a reassuring tone. What is past is forgotten. What lay ahead is for us to find and become.
What of the children of our race, I said.
We are the children, she answered. There will be no more children in our life times. They have come to us from within. They are the inner children. We are the last Alonians.
Looking into my eyes as the starlight shined Senea embraced me wrapping her comforting arms around my body. The evening stars began to shine brighter as I looked past her golden hair into the night.
If we are the children, where are our fathers and mothers, I asked. There are coming for us, She replied. They will bring us home, but we must meet them in the mountains.
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The veiled path in the Land of Elvaren winds revealed and disappearing. I was lost in reflection walking through the dense lushness of this world of rivers and streams. My memories followed closely as we moved step by step down into the valley.
The walls of rock rise high around our party, a scent of soft pine fills the cool misty air. Lime green moss lights up in the sunshine beaming through the shadows of lower limbs of the leafless branches.
Dark shadows ahead beckon to us as we sweep down the angular stretches by the mid forest meadows. The descending meander of the path became less severe as we began to move freely, easily with the soft calm breeze filling the etheric air.
The shadowy paths through the canyons yield to streams of light from above. Delicate white clouds float overhead as the sound of water, a spring or a brook, pervades the silence. I keep my mind deep in tranquil quiet as many thoughts cry for my attention and I avoid them equally in the rapture of the beauty here.
The Valley of Elvaren is the jewel set inside the ring of Ion. Wondrous natural geological forces have evolved here. On the west the mountain ranges of Raj. In the north west the mountains of Tquanji. To the north the high plateau of Ometom and to the east the mountains of Agis and Aeomus.
In this divine valley flow the waters of Ion. Falling ahead of us into the Pools of Aluman where all the rivers meet forming the Sumtra. From the ridges above is a myriad of waterfalls cascading down into the pools in a beautiful array of rainbows displaying Lanea’s blessed nature.
Sounds of the rushing of water roar down into the river canyon. The tributaries of the Sumatra spirals from the dark side to the light of the canyons growing in volume and power. The Sumtra’s currents switch from raging descent to peaceful wide flows through the Valley of Elvaren before its descent and release into the Bay of Lilh below.
The lushness of the vegetation flourishes here and the valley has remained untouched by the civilizations. The Elvaren live here in a quiet existence. They have tried to remain secretive about their home. This forested valley land has many secret paths. The Elvaren have escaped the repressions of Alonia. The Elvaren enjoy the secret mysterious valley.
Here is a clearing, I call back to the others after struggling through the overgrowth of vegetation. You will enjoy the view.
Vayla, Tylar and Senea followed my call reaching the scenic viewpoint.
Look, I said pointing far to the north, it is Zeyon, the greatest mountain in all Lanea.
I spotted the mountain through the dense forested ridge. It was just a small snow cap but I was right. It seemed very far away, but to see it was exhilarating for our long journey and the problems with our vehicles.
The Sumtra River was churning below us through the canyon. From the ledge I could see its white waters rushing down over the grey rocks, rumbling through the valley.
As the others made their way through the brush, I moved away to get a better view of Mt. Zeyon.
Upon going ahead I found the trail ended abruptly. Before us the central forest, the river canyon of the Sumtra and then across the plains of Ometom.
Our supplies were sparse and energy depleted. Senea had said she might be able to find some help for us ahead. She did not say who or how just that it could be there.
Elvaren were considered perplexing because of their inner mystery, sensitivity and secrecy. I began to feel like each step here is uncertain. The more I let my mind follow these thoughts the stronger they became.
The Valley of Elvaren is the point of unknowing. It’s beauty is secret, there is sad sorrows of timeless grief. I remember the words of Senea.
I am an Elvaren, within me is a secret I do not understand it. It is like a ghost that speaks to me from inside. I see its shadow here. I cannot explain to you how it feels or if it is real. It treads this path as you do. The ghost walks behind and before us. The Ghost knows pain and ecstasy. If I could touch it I would die and if I could see it I could rise above this world.
An Elvaren knows this ghost by name, Aluman. The pools of the seven falls are named for his spirit, the Pools of Aluman.
Her words sent chills up my spine. So gentle and so beautiful is Senea to hear her speak of this mystery makes me know of this reality. Never have I understood why such a beautiful place could hold the sorrow. The literature of Alonia is filled with the tales of the strange and beautiful myths of the Elvaren.
I am centered, thoughts were coming to me very strangely now as I entered more deeply into the valley. My thoughts are isolated.
The travel is too tiring, my mind is exhausted, I am not thinking clearly. Underneath, there is a danger the future is evasive, our course is astray, unknowing our destiny, all we have left is our search. Will will reach Mt. Zeyon in time?
The mountain seemed to be moved to a greater distance from us as we descended below into the underbrush. The awesome monolith covered in pure white snow traced by the bluish lavender sky of the high northern reaches.
Before it we must walk the plains of Ometom. Ometom is like an ocean with waves of pastel colors of flowers, grasses and wheat. The land above the valley looks clear and free.
Our journey from Shalin across the Sea of Nuis to the eastern shores of Ion were quick but the The Votcraft developed problems because of the changing magnetic structure when we entered Ion. In the Mountains of Agis our high technology became useless. The Votcraft’s magnetics were drained by the reversing polarities. The only way onward to our destination is by foot. We have traveled for days. There is so much distance to travel with so little energy or time.
The days of walking allowed me to forget the dreadful memories, the past sufferings. My scarred right hand reminds me of my ordeal. This again is a harsh struggle. Walking continuously, the heavy packs a burden, but the journey is all we have now and our visions. We carry on our backs everything we think we should. They are still heavy. The heartaches are behind us and better left in the past. Our goal is ahead, towards the mountain far away from the sea.
It was time to stop to rest in a grassy meadow. Senea softly sang a song of the Elvaren in the shaded meadow.
What is this song you sing, Senea, I asked after a few versus. It has a beautiful melody.
We have many myths, She said. This is one about the Ring of Amaz, the Princess of the Elvaren, Onea, and the Black Dove. The others listened and I think were amused as I begged Senea to tell this tale. Senea smiled with me and began to recall this story.
I remember my mother’s soft touch when I was very young. She would tell this story and sing the ancient songs.
In the beginning of time there was Onea. She was the princess beauty of the Elvarens, the fragrance of life. The essence of Solam the rapture of Lanea’s Love.
She lived amidst the waterfalls in the Groves of Alevin. Everyday she would swim in the Pools of Eoan within the Valley. Onea dwells in peaceful play, she was the daughter of the Lanea. The Valley of Elvaren is beautiful because when she smiles all the trees, plants and flowers glow in love and happiness.
One day a strange sight beheld her eyes, a Black Dove flew down landing by her side. The doves she had come to know were white with blue eyes, but this dove was black as charcoal with eyes the color of silver.
Onea called to this Black Dove and it transformed into a man with a golden ring. He gave the ring to her. It was suited only for her smallest finger on her left hand. Her naive simplicity enabled her to hold up her hand as he put the ring on her finger without a question. She watched as the ring began to glow. It grew warm to her touch.
She looked closer into the ring's setting at a black stone. There upon a small bright jewel revealed itself to her. It began to appear inside the stone set into the ring.
When she looked up she saw no one, the man, the Black Dove had disappeared, gone into the sky, only the ring with the black stone remained.
She held the ring on her finger of her left hand wondering in astonishment at the event. It is always so peaceful here, she thought, nothing like this I could have ever believed could happen. Then she saw a dark shadow up in the sky, the Black Dove.
She looked up and begin to follow with her eyes the dove as it flew south. Onea always stayed with the waters of the rivers, but now she followed the path of the dove. The pools of water began to follow her as she went south along the flight of the Black Done.
Onea did not notice the waters forming a river behind her as she followed the flying bird.
Onea you must not leave the valley, Efardar, the eldest of Elvaren, called out to Onea. You are the angel of the misty mist. Your love holds the magic of home. The world around cannot break into the valley as long as you remain. Quiet your inner tide of emotion and maintain the eternal of spring of life. Onea you must remain for Aluman is your beloved.
Alas Onea followed the Black Dove to a great canyon that she could not cross. The Black Dove flew over and away never to return. Onea sat down at the edge of the canyon. She began crying as the waters followed her forming the Sumatra and the river flowed around her and flowing into the canyon that separated the great mountains, Mt. Zeyon and Mt. Selv.
This great canyon is now filled with the waters of the Sumtra. It is called Alun, the great ocean. This ocean is where the waters of the eternal spring of life from out of the of the pools of Eoan flow.
Onea stood above the waters seeing the Black Dove cross the new ocean never to be seen in the Valley of Elvaren again. Onea faded from life leaving the Valley of the Elvaren. In sadness searching for the mysterious Black Dove she dove into her ocean of tears.
The Goddess Onea will return from the ocean when Aluman is reborn under the sea.
When the Black Dove dives into the ocean and finds the pearl Aluman will be freed.
When the Black Dove falls into the ocean he will be reborn as Aluman with a heart like a pearl. Aluman is the giver of the black golden Ring of Amaz, the jewel represents his search for the point of light within darkness. This is the seed of creation.
This is a very old tale of the Elvaren and it is sad to us for many reasons, Senea said. In each one of us there is a desire to uncover mystery. The Black Dove represents the search for mystery, but before we can grasp even the tiniest of meaning from it is gone into another mystery deeper and more incomprehensible than before. Aluman is the search of the male soul following the quest into self. Only when the Black Dove, representing that which is against nature, is surrendered to the ocean of tears will he be reborn. The Ring of Amaz is the ring of creation.
Onea represents innocence. She is uncontrollable in her quest for the mysterious stranger. Like her we leave behind the comfortable paradise of our nature to search out for the depth of experience. Only to be confronted with the giant chasm of mystery. It dwarfs our intelligence and leaves us in an awesome despair. Onea never again could return with simplicity to the Groves of Alevin or the Pools of Eoan but was cast adrift in the ocean in quest of love, the eternal search of divine purpose.
Senea had a wonderful way of telling this story. We sat quietly as she finished. I fell into a silent dream feeling much like Onea, swimming in the deep ocean looking for meaning. The life I live has become complicated by mysterious forces. Onea was unable to cross the ocean of tears in Elvaren mythology. We are crossing through mystery immersed in the unknown.
The story sounds so childlike, but our lives are very real. I am a guardian, a Votar, and responsible to help lead the path across the terrain.
I have taken us to the point where the trail has ended. How will I find the right path or the resourcefulness to lead the party on.
Rysa, I can help to show you the way ahead, Senea told me.
It was my job to secure a safe direction for the group, I replied. It is my duty to lead this group through this jungle. I appreciate you willingness to help, but even though you are familiar with this country I must go on ahead to make the path safe.
Rysa let me at least show you the direction, she understood and said. The Pools of Aluman are very dangerous. A traveler can easily lose the sense of direction. They have calm waters and roaring torrents cascading down upon the rocks. The Waterfalls of Eoan are very treacherous where mysterious things happen.Even the experienced Elvaren woodsman can be caught in a mystic spell and confused.
Look for a arch way in the rocks. Go to it and look up into the sky to find the slender arrow.
The arrow will point the way to the path which will lead to the high plains of Ometom.
Her advice seemed sound so we climbed down to the pillars of rock standing at the edge of the largest Pool and headed towards the Falls of Eoan. There upon the headwaters of the Sumatra I left my three companions. Searching out ahead as a scout and guardian I went on ahead to find the markings.
Traversing the first formations brought remembrances of our choice to not to cross the Mountains of Tah. The decision to travel through the Valley of Elvaren was mine. With only four of us traveling by foot I made the decision to come through the Valley of Elvaren. Without the protection of the Votcraft we would need to be sheltered and provided with water and food on our long journey. Our chances of reaching the Dzyan at Mt. Zeyon were better taking the longer route in this direction than going the shorter route through the mountains of the north.
In the Mountains of Tah we heard the reports of wandering bands of dwellers devolving into animals. The high desert before the Plains of Ometom are filled with poisonous dangerous reptiles and desolate cold stretches. I did not expected the travels in this valley to be perilous. Moving closer to the large pool, mist and spray soaked my suit. It dripped constantly as I made my way over the slippery rocks. The tremendous sound roared enveloping my mind in its potency.
A fog developed about the pools. My sense of direction became confused by it. I slipped on a rock and twisted my leg. I shifted my weight to my left side and crawled over a huge boulder. Reaching the other side I saw the arch way.
With my balance regained within sight of the arch way I looked up through the opening, through the spray of the waterfalls and I saw the slender arrow on the cliff rocks. Beyond the arrow was a glimpse of a trail up the side of the canyon walls. The path is close.
Our journey through the Valley of Elvaren is completed.
I returned to the waiting trio by a different route. The higher return path was more passable than across the rocky wet bed of rocks. This high route is safer. It has been traveled recently. This path will serve us well. We will be able to cross and lift ourselves above into the high Plains.
Votar, Tylar said smiling as I returned. Have you found our path to the Mountain?
I could not help but return a smile of accomplishment and pointed behind me and above towards the great Mt. Zeyon.
Seeing my hair and face soaked with the mixture of spray and sweat they made me rest for a moment.
XXVI
Mount Zeyon
Knowing I am close to the journey’s end I hope peace within will unfold through my life. I face the dream and see the illusions. I remember the images of the past and remember the value each had in each place.
The path of the Dzyan is long.
I follow willingly with the knowledge the destination is within my sight. Mt. Zeyon beckons us every closer. The sky is turning black behind us as the skies are filled with the black fog and haze. A great light halo is moving towards the Mountain. Within stillness I can hear the hum of life. The primordial sound leads along the quest for the higher self and guidance.
From across the plains of Ometom we move to the ridges.
Vayla and Tylar decided to go beyond us, there energy was strong and went to meet with Zonh. I rest here with Senea. Vayla and Tylar have more strength and will return if we falter.
Mount Zeyon calls to my heart.
Vayla and Tylar have made the passage across upper plains of Aquilla. I feel small in this great culmination. I can go on knowing the pressure to lead is not mine, but I share this responsibility.
There is a calm in my heart as I feel the power of Zyan fill me with strength. I go on knowing it is also my own being working with this power to make life real.
Back on the plains of Ometom the distance staggers me as I can see so clearly on the path we had traveled. I see the distant cliffs above the misty Pools of Aluman over the Valley of Elvaren. Every step I remember. The great sights in the night sky and the halo around the white moon holding in station above us.
The breakthrough into the realm of spiritual guidance brings peace. Within vision I touch the corners of my being. I participate in the crucial changes facing ascension with enthusiasm. Without reluctance all of the Hyrayarch gathers under Mount Zeyon.
Senea looks so beautiful resting on the soft sandstone boulder in the warm sun. Her hair had been left uncombed but lay in beautiful golden curls on the reddish stone. Her wind blown face has a feathering of light dust upon her brow. She lays peacefully with her eyes closed in much needed rest.
Over the course of the journey we seemed not to need rest or food until now. I had a deep hunger. We have used all of the metabolic liquid light. Our resources are empty, we walk light resting often.
Senea was breathing softly her eyes opening in recognition of my approach. Gazing up into my eyes, her blonde hair softly framed her relaxed movement.
I don’t wish to disturb your rest, I cautioned my approach. We need to talk.
I am delighted to see your radiance, Senea said as she brushed aside her hair from her face revealing her sparkling emerald eyes.
A short time ago, I said, as I sat down beside her, I had the vision of being near this mountain. A revelation of our world crumbling beneath us came within this vision. I thought of it as the changes we had interpreted from the Prophecy of Mirak. But now I feel quite different. In a short time we will be with the others and behold a remarkable transition.
I had a visionary experience in Shalin. It was of a lake, so clear and calm that the stars shown brighter in it than in the sky. The lake was in the shape of a triangle. I climbed to its apex looking directly toward the a Great Mountain in the North Sky. I could not tell how large or deep the lake was, but it mirrored the stars and reflected the mountain back into my eyes.
I looked over to the east and I saw on a distant hill, people who seemed familiar, looking towards the Mountain. I looked over to the west and I saw more people looking upwards. The dream was vivid and seemed unending. It was as real as you and I are here now. As I stood looking across the placid lake an energy lifted me and filled my being with white light. The light spiraled through my body. This light is alive and aware of our presence.
In the vision your warm hand was holding my body and soul. What my mission was or why I was there I did not know. Yet I felt I had done what I was to do. I have never in my life ever satisfied or complete or even the promise of fulfillment. In this dream vision I became like Zyan.
I too have had many dreams of a lake since I left Riusm, Senea said. It is shaped like a triangle and there was a large crystal shape in the waters. I wonder why we are dreaming the same things.
We are supposed to go towards Tquanji. Zonh and Vensia surely must have prepared some shelter for us. I too feel the strange urge to go straight forward over the ridge here,” she replied leaving me tingling with the magic that has engulfed me for the past few days.
Senea, I said in excitement. If we do take our impulse go over the ridge to the mountain we may perish in the process. Our bodies can only take so much more abuse and they will fail and fall to the ground. I can’t shake this desire to go over the ridge.
Tylar and Vayla have gone on through the pass. They went ahead to find the Dzyan. If we go over the ridge they will not be able to return to find us if we fall.
I feel like time is running out, I told Senea. My body feels strange.
Yes I know, she replied. We must follow our inner teachers. We are being drawn to ascend directly north and go over the ridge.
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Senea slipped backwards but I reached back and pulled her up the slope over the soft gravel. Prespiration fell off my brow from sheer exhaustion. Fatigue gripped my legs. The steep inclines of loose rock made our journey extremely difficult. We moved forward and slipped backwards again and again.
A few more steps upward, I said over my labored breathing. Just a few more.
Yes, Senea panted as she struggled behind me working to reach the same goal.
It grew colder and more difficult by the minute. Heavy shadowy clouds were rolling up, darkening the sky around us. Each movement became arduous in the uphill climb. My soreness was replaced with an unquenchable thirst for energy. We dragged our bodies upward slowly towards the crest of destiny.
If only we had another coat to shield the piercing wind. Senea was shivering as she hung on to my frigid hand on the barren mountain side. Shelter was forbidden by the rocky precipice and return was suicidal. The steep edge gave us no alternative to climbing upward, we were starving, exhausted and ready to collapse in defeat on the impossibly steep rocky incline of the ridge.
Senea’s anguished eyes were searching within for her own energy, but she needed my support. She began to slow her ascent, beginning to drag more and more. I reached down and held her cold aching body on a flat spot near a huge boulder. This made a good refuge for rest and shelter.
She was quiet, frail and cold. I held her in my arms as we sat together in the darkening skies. The fog rolled in towards us making the light dimmer and dimmer.

Hold me and make me warm. I can’t go on, She murmured to be, I am cold and tired, my feet are freezing and my legs are numb. She drifted off to sleep as she laid there in my arms. I passed between awareness and a trance. The winds blew fiercely in my face and the pushing the clouds, black as night without stars closer and closer. The cold closed in on us with our backs to the ridge looking south and seeing no hope.
Senea became very peaceful in my arms as the icy cold wind encircled us. Letting go of my demand to stay awake my body surrendered to the ridge. I relaxed in oneness with hers and we rested in peace.
A lightness and a tingling sensation awoke me from sleep. Still holding Senea I rose away and floated upwards. An inner light warmed my body displacing the frigid unconsciousness. The light sparked a recognition within in my head spreading a rebirth of energy into my arms and legs.
Still holding Senea, her body now warm, I was lighter and stronger. We awoke refreshed but something else was different.
I am feeling much better, Senea said as she moved her head and asked, Is there some water?
The can of water was very light but I gave it to her. She lifted it up and took a small swallow and replaced it in my hand saying, thank you. Those words of calm appreciation for some water brought me peace.
Without explanation I began to feel stronger and stronger. Little by little a force lifted me upwards each step where before fatigue pulled me backwards. We stepped upwards over small rocks and always upwards climbing to the top of the ridge in grayish darkness. The goal of the ridge crest and to find the Dzyan gave us new energy to go on.
A transcendental door suddenly opened. A messenger brought peace, grace and honor. I stood up without the aches I would have expected refreshed enough to go on. The wind had stopped and there was calm on the crest of the ridge. Blackness still covered the plains of Ometom below but there was a stream of energy like a more powerful current coming into my body.
A light from above guided our path. It shows us the way. Millions upon millions of stars are shining There is a brilliant luminance coming from just above the ridge.
The light that will bring the world to be reborn into new consciousness. A wondrous harmony is moving through my body as I climb upward. The fear and trepidation was replaced in every atom of my being. A indescribable unity brightens me as I see a star or a galaxy overhead shining down upon Lanea. It is not a secret, it is profound and wordless.
Senea without saying a word spoke to me telepathically, I feel it too. She smiled an incredible smile and my face returned the same smile.
We are here, I said. I know the path and the quest is ending.
A thousand thoughts raced in my mind. I realized all the pain and suffering our world had undergone was over. Lanea is purified. We are ready. Fear of the future turned into euphoria. Seeing adversity at every turn left my consciousness. Shattered dreams turned into glorious destinies. All the pieces began to fit.
I can breathe again, Senea said. I am so alive, every atom in my body is vibrating in harmony in total accord with life. My mind is aware of everything.
Rysa I can hear your thoughts. I know the dreams you know and the quest of enlightenment inspires us over this ridge. I don’t know how but we have we have risen to a new level of consciousness.
I just woke up, Senea just could not stop talking. This is fascinating. I love the new feeling I feel it so strong.
Faster and faster up the hill. The light on the other side grows brighter. Colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and violet with white and gold shine above these flashes.
More and more of the mountain becomes visible as our tired legs are full of energy now as we climb, moving across the top of the ridge. The crest begins to level and our climb becomes lighter. We move quickly upwards as the horizon stretches out its panorama.
Rays of white light flash from off in the distance. In relief the ridge is surmounted. Mount Zeyon reveals itself in magnificent color.
In complete peace, like floating through a dark tunnel it opened to the quiet smooth lake. My body rose up through the placid warm darkness upwards out of this lightless gloom past ominous figures. A point of light shimmered above. Like a bubble moving up through liquid, I was past the ominous black figures and above the dark shapes and free. We moved forward as our path began to descend into the cradle of the mountain. Our step became lighter and faster. We are moving closer and closer. We are moving quickly towards the mountain's heart.
The light is very intense straight ahead, I said See the colors now. Senea grabbed my hand her warm touch met my hand and we climbed another step.
We are here to complete our circle, She said as we floated across the top. Rysa this is our world, our world is beautiful and full of joy. Our world is Lanea, what we have left was illusion, all illusion, every step, every thought has been in illusions, unreal and temporary, but now this is real. Our home is close.
She was open and feeling the energy in every atom of her body. Her words nourished mine with the truth as she continued.
Feel the emanations of home, we have only to walk forward. Don’t look back, it is darkness, despair and nothing but the illusion. Rysa, I love you, I live as you live, it is our right to be as free as this and continue onward on the path.
This is the point of life. I have found the bliss within, the perfection surrounds all that I am.
I moved another step up, feeling exactly every thought Senea spoke. The harmony of every word. Our purpose was to find this clear spark of enlightenment within me and change my being forever.
The lights shines upon us from a towering spiral cylinder, a pillar of light. The light was bright but not blinding, it glowed as it turned mostly golden white light radiating iridescent prismatic colors of the rainbow.
Senea was in awe as was I of the divine shapes ahead.
The lake reflected the beautiful magnificence, the wondrous tower of light. The wonder of it all was framed by the unexpected sight of people. We could see many, many people ahead. They were moving around in groups going from one place to another. We could see assemblies up ahead and structures built around the lake.
All around were colorful shapes radiating in a harmonious ceremony. The timing was close as the glorious light above us seemed to be decending towards the mountain. Drawn towards the southern portion of the lake inspiration brought us here.
This was our experience, we have worked to create this. This was done for the Initiation of Dzyan. The grandeur of this experience was unbelievable. We simply walked in silence towards the groups of people ahead by the lake.~ )( ~

XXVII
Lake Ryom
A blue altar flame lay before us within the Temple of Initiations. White marble columns created a corridor like the vision. Temples shining lights of all colors were placed around reflecting across the pure clear waters of Lake Ryom.
Full of energy we move towards the gatherings. How magnificent. In the middle of the lake the greatest sight of my life, a White Pyramid and beyond was a pure crystal diamond shining across the waters. Mount Zeyon rises behind it magnificently up into the heavens.
The sky is bluish purple. All around there are an golden etheric glowing energies. Everything, the rocks, the stars, the people are glowing with their own light but still the light of Solam shines from above. The sun changed positions. It is directly overhead and further away in the sky. Silver and gold streams of light stream down into the White Pyramid shimmering off the diamon shaped Lake Ryom They light streams of gold and silver spiral around a pure white central strand of light. Rainbows of all color emanated off the bright white central stream of light and diffuse again as they touch the light of the spiraling strands.
Senea moved ahead of me to embrace someone standing looking outward towards Mt. Zeyon. It was Zonh, She hugged him with passion and delight. I ran to greet him.
You made it, Zonh said as he embraced both of us and looked into my eyes. This is not a dream Rysa this is our ascension our return. Gather around the lake of Ryom, you know this is your place.
We came over the Plains of Ometom, but Zonh had traveled in comfort from Tquanji. Their route being much easier than ours. They moved through the wooded areas of the pyramid mountains of Aquilla and through the pass of Tquanji.
They have been in preparation with the Ascended Masters building the Temples of Initiation. They have been in preparation for eons of time. It is finished and ready. The time has come.
The Crsla Prsma has formed.
Vayla and Tylar arrived a day earlier. They were directed through the pass to go to the mountain. We were all guided here.
I saw my inner teacher, the one who I knew in the etheric, Sonatt. He looked as powerful as he does in the dreams state fifth dimensional experience. I was inclined to believe his appearance to be some impossible magic.
Rysa so good of you to come, he laughed with a great smile and joy in physical etheric reality. I am here to guide you as I could not before, Arak.
I laughed a great laugh, like never before, but of a very ancient and delightful feeling. This is marvelous, his life was not a dream, I am Arak of Silanta.
Yes, we are all much more than you thought, Sonatt laughed with me and said. I was your Master and guide. You know me very well. This is a great reunion of souls. This lesson is over and we shall ascend together and journey on. It was all so mysterious, but now so much more familiar. Let me be your friend and companion.
Vayla came up and spoke with us. Rysa I have met your friends and my friends. This is truly remarkable. We are all here together in consciousness, in full higher consciousness.
I am in friendship with so many more than I have known. I have met my inner guides and closest friends, Nesara and Krison. They have given me so much. It is incredible to see and to know this. I am so joyous. I am filled with love.
We have been awaiting your arrival knowing you would journey here. Your struggle is over. Do these beings and their emanations make you wonder who you really are? She asked and smiled. Accept your heritage for they say they are part of our family no greater or lesser. We are mothers, fathers, children, brothers, sisters, friends and all of the family of light.
I have someone for you to see, Rysa, Sonatt and Nesara both said to me in telepathic thought. All have returned, even the darkened son your brother. I turned around and there was Zadir. I thought how, did you not die?
How could this evil one, possessed by the XAXA be here. I killed him, I saw him fall into the ocean. How can this be.
After our last battle, the Aedr was shattered, but my soul was shielded from the explosion as I asked for your forgiveness, Zadir said. You did not send me hate but love. You returned all my fear and hate with love. I saw myself mirrored from your eyes. In that moment I was suspended in time. I was lost, I hated you and all you stood for. I was smarter, stronger, quicker, but you had a soul, a tenderness I could never enjoy. I hated you for that and the Hyrayarch. I wanted it so much but my wound was so deep. My heart was so frozen. I wanted to have the love of my father and he did not know who I was. So I tried to kill him. I could not finish it and I could not kill myself. I was lost, confused and totally helpless in my power hungry desire.
The blast of the Voxet through my shield by going forward in time broke through and shattered the spell of XAXA. I saw in that last moment I was not Zadir, I was the darkened son, the one who betrayed everything. In the moments before falling into the ocean I saw everything. I saw my life, my pain and I asked for help. I asked to be saved. I cried. I cried for the first time in my life. I asked to be forgiven before my death. I did not fear them anymore, I did not hate out of envy. I did not desire out of emptiness. As I fell towards the ocean I asked if someone cared for me.
I heard a voice say, Yes. As I hit the waters my soul broke through the veil. Niaton appeared holding me away from death.
You are not to die, Niaton said. You are favored in our family, your life was an experience, you carried all the pain of Silanta for the family.
My dream of power was prison. My final lesson was to cry out for help. He said to me as a brother. Our lesson, you and I Rysa, was to bring in the power of Silanta and heal the heart with the body. This work was a great ressurection. We learn together. You were a great teacher Rysa. I was a great teacher to you as well.
As I faced my test to forgive myself, a fish came to me like none I have seen before, It was Niaton in a form for me to enjoy. Zadir said in a soft quiet tone I could hardly believe. At this moment I saw everything I had ever done in my life and cried. I have never cried before, I was not hurt by the battle in the skies, but I cried for you. In the middle of the ocean I saw and experienced all the pain I caused, for the lives I have taken and the betrayal of my father.
In that heart ache I asked to die. I asked to be swallowed by the sharks and eaten. To be taken to the bottom of the ocean. I disgraced everyone, causing loss and misery. I died there on the ocean, but I would not remain dead to my soul.
Niaton appeared to me in the form of the fish and spoke to my mind. He said. Niation told me I was chosen to challenge you.
I was told I must force you to hold your power in your heart so you connect the circle for the Ascension. You hold the Ahsal within your heart and it will open the door, the gateway for Alonia to pass through.
The fish brought a pearl from the bottom of the ocean to replace the Aedr. It is called the Ptal. It is made of pain and love of the world. I held the pain in my wounded heart and you held love’s compassion for your brother.
I am honored by your presence, I humble myself before your light. I ask forgiveness so you may forgive and we may go forward.
Zadir is now the reversal of the image I knew. He was no longer evil, he was living in light not in darkness. He is the light of the Ridazi. The secret name of the Hyrayarch that could not be revealed until now.
Rysa, Zadir is the power to reverse the wheel. He carried the Karma of Silanta. His will was broken when you returned only love to fear, you released fear, yours and his. The release of all the fear broke the spell of the XAXA and Zadir was freed. Niaton said to us.
In the power of our hearts we break through evil to live.
Zadir as the adversary broke you into your heart to open it completely to Zyan.
This is the will of Zyan, Zadir shall ascend with his family.
I am in peace in this knowledge Zadir, I said. I was sent on a reluctant mission to face you, to send you to your death, but I could not finish it. It was for you to finish. In that battle I was reborn. Where I had no purpose but conflict with your life now I follow the plan of harmony.
There is divine peace within all, as we all have been through the corridor, said Niaton. Let us ascend now in joy.
The journey with and as Ascended Masters is just beginning, Chrisana said to Senea. I was brought in their presence by becoming aware of their energy. Chrisana held me in her incredible presence and rose white colored aura. Great Temple of Initiations are being prepared for Ascension. The White Pyramid is more than a stone structure rising out of Lake Ryom. It is a bipyramidal star vortex created of Lanea herself. This is her heart diamond, she has protected it for us to enter into and guide us on.
There are many, many more gathered around us on invisible levels, Chrisana said. See the light of the souls within the Nelans. Their auras are shining with vibrant pure light radiating through us. The guardians of the higher spiritual hierarchy are with us. The Celestial Hierarcies of Seirys, Veyan, Saru, and the Zynslas are descending to greet us within the Crsla Prsma guided here by Zyan.
Krison was speaking with Zonh. My thought brought me to their presence. They welcomed me into their communication.
We have always known that you would complete the circle Rysa, Krison said. We have always known each other. I have been with you for a very long time.
This will be the greatest Ascension, Zonh agreed with a smile and a laugh.
Have we done this before? I asked.
Oh, many times in many places, Krison said. We follow the plan. Niaton and Sonea come first and prepares the plan. Sonatt and Nesara build the world to play the game of mastery. Then Chrisana and I come to raise the new body of love in resurrection.
We have done this many times together in our triune. And now you are developing your own.
Just then I saw Lash arrive behind me and knew the circle was complete.
I will not be left out of this, Lash said as his light grew brighter in our company.
I have played my part in the game and now I will go through the ascension with you, He laughed in joy. So you are still in awe, Rysa? Wake up and smell the galaxies. Look up and hear the light. You were not so dull in class.
The dimensional changes broke through with his smile, I saw everything, all time all places and still I was learning, but a joy pervaded me like none can be described. Joy is indescribable.
Lash and all of us were in an etheric dimension, our bodies were made of translucent light. Desire was replaced with peace and freedom.
Have we all died? I asked. Still thinking in my limitation.
Brother do you feel that you are tired now? Krison asked.
No, I replied.
Do you feel hunger or pain as before you came over the ridge? He asked knowing of our struggle over the top.
No, I replied. I feel alive and free.
You see you are and have always been. You have moved beyond the physical realm and into the etheric realm. Krison said simply, which resonated within me. This new truth is just a new way of seeing reality from a timeless perspective, but it takes you out of who you were in time. You are no longer locked in your time cell.
As a group we have moved past the limitations. All who are here, are connected to the family and as you rise up, the strings or streams of light and love that connect you to others will bring everyone along, conscious and the unconscious members of the family.
Have you not found your enemy to be a friend? Krison said. His eyes, like candles, ignited my mind with wisdom. Is he not a pure soul full of true heart and forgiveness.
Yes, I replied. I cannot believe that I feel this way but he is one of us, he is part of the family, and I feel forgiveness of him even with what we experienced.
This is the way you feel always for you have created the spiritual body, Krison said. Your life is forever changed. You have reached upward. You are within the Kingdom of Zyan by evolving as is the plan.
Zyan is about to lift us up. Lanea, our mother world, her body will still be within us as she reaches to Solam, the Sunstar. Together our family will come closer to Zyan.
Krison shown in a glorious white radiance. He is our highest guide in the family. Sonatt came over to be closer to Krison.
I could see the Crsla Prsma glowing and spinning in a soft radiance, with a multi-colored aura emanating outward streams of love and connection. The magnetism is being brought to the earth and centered into Mount Zeyon.
The group mind, the Dzyan of the Hyrayarch, the Saon Nelans are resonating one voice in the waters of Ryom.
Lake Ryom is the central pool, a radiant chalice to accept the light of Zyan. Ryom is the heart of Lanea.
The liquid light stream of the Crsla Prisma is upon the point of the white diamond spinning upon the waters. The Crsla Prisma begins to spin further out towards our horizon.
All eyes look into this heavenly light, our portal within and beyond this dimension.

XXVIII
Crsla Prsma

The energy heightened as we gathered in our places around the waters of Ryom. This was the gathering. All the work and preparation was finished. I stood with my beloved Senea on the far southern edge looking across the crystal clear water of the beautiful lake.
Awestruck in spiritual magnetism and fascination, the Crsla Prsma turned, sending out and receiving energy. A pillar of golden white light from the central star of Seirys directly overhead sent down spirals of spellbinding streams of illumination through the center of Lanea.
All voices were in harmonic resonance attuned to the turning and spinning pillar of light. The spiral pillar of golden light began to spin faster and faster. The streams and waves of energy spread out in rays of colors. The light extended to touch and raise us to the tone and pitch of its movement.
In the north, Krison and Chrisana held the light and the seed crystal the Crsla key, the name and the intoning of the final sound.
The intoning of love is acceptance of the plan of Zyan, Krison and Chrisana spoke through channel to all in pure thought with love.
All around is the light of soul, the Saon Nelan stretches outward in every direction, in dimensions within dimensions.
I am with you, I am Zyan and bring this to remembrance as you are Zyan. Fulfill and hold focus of your keynote, your emotion and the color of light you are.
Know you are ready for the Ascension.
The experience of nature is healing. You are a sphere within a sphere and life within life. You share the mind with Zyan. You see with Zyan and see Zyan in the whole world.
Share the Ascension of Love with Zyan.
In this place. In this time you are transmutated into divine peace. Above the sense of separation of self in timeless, spaceless, infinite dimensions you have arrived in perfection.
Hold consciousness together from each of the points of the plan. Let light descended upon us. Let Love descend upon us. This is the plan.
Glorious colors came upon Krison and Chrisana from Zyan.
Hold your sacred place of power.
A beam of light from the mind of Zyan illuminated the White Pyramid and it rose up from the lake revealing the beauty of Lanea’s body.
The diamond pyramid became a cone of spinning light as it rose up out of the water. The cone of light spinning flawlessly revealed the power of balance in complete attunement in bonded relationship of Zyan with Lanea as they began the higher evolution.
The Hyrayarch is reflected through the minds and hearts of millions of Alonians who have made the venture of consciousness. The work of bringing the message forward touched the souls of Alonians who still held the spark of light, the inner truth, held safely during the solid darkness of the physical lessons.
We had seen them as adversaries and they are not. They are our brothers and sisters intertwined in this completion of the universal order. Many are coming conscious and many are within a divine sleep. All come home in acceptance of the leadership of the Celestial Hyrayarch.
All are ascending.
Zyan descended into intimate singularity in the completion of the many universes.
As a single point of pure light, Zyan came to be born within each heart and soul through the love Lanea covenants with Zyan.
The marriage of Spirit and Soul.
The last breath of the separated bodies release and detach into oneness. They intone the single word of equality and balance. The healing balance of wholeness brought fulfillment to all the souls of the world. The sound is given by Zyan and harmonized by the Dzyan.
All is made whole in our soul consciousness as the light of the full Pillar of Zyan extends through us on every level.
The White Pyramid reveals itself as a shining diamond star rising in spinning glory. The Crsla Prsma spins as the Saon Nelans grant it the dance of light.
The mind and spirit of Zyan brings the fusion of souls into one flame to rest in the single vision of the heart and soul of Lanea.
The double cone of spinning pure light rises in our presence. It is life spread out before us in light waves of intelligent energy.
The loving presence of the Saon Nelans bring the radiant flowers of each life’s immaculate creation into a beautiful diamond spinning wheel of light.
Krison and Chrisana form a shining double star of light which leaves their bodies extending, covering all with the divine love of Zyan channeled through their hearts. From above the presence of the silent ones call and guide the named ones to Zyan.
In equal love all come brining the treasure of each beloved soul. Krison and Chrisana accept each blessing in righteousness and each are given the key as they hold the doorway open of Ascension, the Crsla Prsma.

XXIX
Perisana
I am the mountain, the ascent to truth and the presence of Zyan. Ascend to a higher dimension for each in the measure of perfect harmony. Reach fully into the dawn of Zyan. So it is as Zyan is. Krison’s words were drawn from within each mind. A light extended into infinity above us.
I am the valley, I am the descent of the Saon Nelan and the acceptance of renewal. I am the resurrection of form in the presence of Zyan. Descend into the heart of fullness in perfect understanding and meditation, I am the Perisana. Enlightened to become a body of light as the dawn of the zenith places the Sun in the field of eternal day.
Chrisana’s words opened the door to our hearts. The light was drawn from below us extending infinitely. The mind and heart of Krison and Chrisana unified in the voice energy stream of love. Their light became clearer as they became one figure. They were unified into one being before us in transfiguration of mind and heart. They disappeared into a sphere of all the colors spinning in a golden white violet sphere of pure vibrant radiating light.
In the north east Sonatt and Nesara brought the reformation of the power of the light, Acceptance and sacrifice.
By the powers of Zyan all that is made is reformed, all that is held in thought and feeling is forgiven. In grace of the perfect plan of Zyan we are perfect. Pure intelligence guides Zyan’s plan onward. Sonatt stated from his position to the one mind the sacred release of the mind and form, to become pure energy.
In forgiveness we bring our hearts to the altar of sacrifice. Nesara spoke for all. The sacrifice of time and space for love is our message to the family. The divine providence of life is given and we give it again.
Sonatt and Nesara became clearer and lighter with the vibrant radiance of a sapphire bluish white light.
In the north west, Niaton and Sonea opened the horizon of the universe and pointed to the light from above. An aura of ruby and crimson white radiated off from Niaton and Sonea
In the wisdom of the beginning the ending is experienced. The circle of family lights our way into the spiral of the Crsla Prsma, Niaton, brought into the mind’s vision. The way follows Zyan and Zyan follows the inner into the outer. All is contained within Zyan expanding in realms beyond to go within.
The universe of Zyan holds all within the heart of life, the Perisana.
In the family of light, Sonea combined in the transfiguration of souls of the upper triangle. All are brought within the chalice of the creation.
The upper triangle of Ascended Masters combined their souls together in a completion of heart and the mind as their soul became unified above. A central light moved within the Crsla Prsma and it became a stream of energy radiating to the highest point of the universe. It sent their combine stream of light directly through the center of Lanea. From the vorlaut of her radiating heart vortex to the highest vision of pure light of Solam.
In the east, Vensia stood with Zadir as he held the Ptal, the pearl of wisdom. Vensia held the light of the new cornerstone. This marked the pillar of life, the Ptal. This is where the new birth will take place upon the world in the dimension we are leaving.
The Ptal holds the seeds of divine life that are available to all.
In the west Vayla held the descending spirit and Zonh held the violet light of order. His light emanated from his heart and Vayla held the chalice of amethyst. In his crown Zonh held the Avisn. He had the vision of the violet flame and pointed to the ceremony of order.
The Hyrayarch is guided by the Crsla to go beyond the door where no one can know alone.
In the southern portal, I held the door open with Senea. We reached out to hold the arch way of light so that others may enter through the two open doors on the left and right. The power of the ascension and the decension happens in the openness.
The light of emerald green and magenta spiraled by us as millions of souls returned to Zyan past us and towards the glowing white spinning sphere. With each passing soul was left the experience of Soende.
The Ahsal that combined our hearts together gathered from each Alonian a piece of love that created a locus of energy.
This is the Soende
All of Alonia chooses to bring themselves to unity through the doors of the south and extend straight up through the twin heart of Krison and Chrisana.The Saon Nelans, descending from above, guided this transfer of souls through the triangle of power. All were healed by the crimson red and sapphire blue rays of light as they channeled into the healing acceptance of the twin heart.
This great triangle of power moved from our hearts and minds together with all the streams of energy interconnected. The connections induced one spinning unified field of energy. Thoughts and feelings moved with the sound of each movement and each breath.
We await the descent upon the lake of Ryom.
We wait within the plan for the connection with the Saon Nelans from the higher universes of Zyan.
We move into galaxies within galaxies and our bodies begin vibrating into higher light. We feel the energy of Votar and Sencha. We are all connected in the circle of triangles.
Lanea extends herself out from the white spinning crystal jewel. This is her heart and the light shines into her heart is coming from Zyan through the Light of Solam our Solar Angel.
Our mission on Lanea is to understand the presence of the higher guidance fulfilled. The higher guidance for all, the planets, the stars, trees and stones and all people. There is the knowing we are sharing in a cosmic reunion.
Life is completed in this moment and with all others through the movement from this world into a greater reality. The body of Lanea begins to vaporize into light shining brighter and brighter into a translucent light coming to reproduce us as we are being lifted up towards the central star, Seirys. The natural chain of life touches all in the panorama of existence.
Everything linked following higher guidance.
I am moving into my spirit. I am linking up with my twin soul. I am a twin soul combined with each in a parallel mission. I am a willing leader and companion. All the links are being completed as the etheric connections are made in perfect order and ceremony.
All parts of the spiritual body are following being part of this grand plan. All have a purpose no less and no more.
The uplifting happens within, as Lanea gives us her blessings.
Solam is seeing we are being lifted to a new dimension of experience. Lanea reforms her body through her heart crystal in a flash of reversal of magnetism. She spins upon herself to follow the point of light of the original spark. She aligns with Zyan and we move from her in true attunement to the plan.
Lanea concentrates all into her life, into her heart.
Solam expands outward in a glorious expansion of light engulfing Lanea in pure energy.
We move towards the light of a the brightest star in the sky beyond Solam.
It is pointed to by higher guidance.
Through the tunnel, we see and we are following the blue, crimson and white light of Seirys.
The light of Seiyrs brings us closer, we are moving towards home, the original spark in the center of the universe.
The Ascension of Love is complete.
We move on starlight our family is heightened in bright luminous living energy. There is happiness and laughter in joyous celebration of our return.XXX
ZYAN
Ascending Revelations

After this I looked and beheld an arch way. It opened up into Zyan.
From above a voice came and I heard music.
Come within. I will show you these things which will be.
I beheld the Crsla Prsma like a throne set in the sky. A great being sitting upon the Crsla Prsma holding a Repsa Enidras stone. There is a rainbow around the Dzyan. An aura emanating golden white emerald rays.
Surrounding the Crsla Prsma is the Chamber of the Hyrayarch. Twenty four Masters with auras of white light with crowns of golden light are seated within the Crsla Prsma.
There are seven colors of fire burning before the Crsla Prsma, which are the Seven Soans of Zyan. A sea of white crystalline shown in the midst of the Crsla Prsma.
Around the Crsla Prsma four beings full of Light shine.
The Regula shines the light of the sun from its heart. The Cybel holds the light in a crescent in its throat. The Aquillan carries a great light through its blood. The Zynsla flies with a body of a burning spiral sending rays of light in every direction as far as I could see.
These beings float in the air full of light within. They create and recreate and do not need rest, not in the day or night. They speak in powerful language saying Ananighbala.
The beings exalt in prayers to Zyan.
All of the Masters fell down before the Crsla Prsma and affirmed eternal love and praised Zyan, saying Iuamuriscz! All things are created for attainment. Isouamalor! They say in reverence to the family of Dzyan.
I see the Book of Aopus, written from within and sealed with seven Noens.
A Magnificent Nelan proclaimed for me to come and open the Aopus and to loose the Noens.
No Alonian before me was able to open or look upon the Aopus. One of the Masters said, Behold the Regula has opened the Aopus and released the seven Noens.
In the center of the Crsla Prsma, in and of the four Beings, and in the midst of the Masters, stood the Saon having seven sounds and seven colors.
These are the Seven Rays of Zyan unfolding creation in all of Lanea.
The Saon received the Aopus from the nameless one at the right hand of Zyan. When the Saon had the Aopus the four Beings and the Masters were pleased to serve the Saon having every one of them a purpose and a golden aura of fulfillment.
They proclaim saying all are worthy to take the Aopus and to open the Noens for the Saon has entered into Zyan in spirit in every consciousness. I saw and I heard the voice of the Nelans around about the Crsla Prsma, the Beings and Masters.
The Nelans provide infinite abundance and healing for all who are guided to the inner temple.
The Saon opened the first Noen, and spoke Asanti.
I heard it as it were the noise of thunder and from one of the four beings spoke Behold! I saw a white Light and this light was strong and clear and removed darkness and fear.
The Saon opened the second Noen and spoke, Aedr.
I heard the second Being, Behold! There went out another Light that was red with power and the mighty will of purpose.
The Saon opened the third Noen and spoke, Amaz.
The voice said, Behold! and a Black Light revealed the Law of creation. I heard a voice from within and the four Beings say also, Wealth of substance is life. Abundance of Love is life and see within the spirit and the soul.
The Saon opened the fourth Noen and spoke, Alevir.
I heard the voice of the fourth Being said, Behold!. I looked and beheld a pale Light. Death and hell followed this light. Power was given unto these beings over the Fourth Kingdom of Lanea. To become decisive, to aspire for truth, to conquer the fear of self and to overcome self.
When the Saon opened the fifth Noen, Aevin, was spoken
and I saw the night sky turn to violet then to blue then to black, I saw under the altar the souls of them that were enslaved for the word of Zyan in the measure which they held.
In the sincere voice from within they call out, Zyan!
They asked for truth and spirit to guide them on the right path.
In white light the Dzyan is given peace.
For in this time they find their service and with their fellow aspirants also and their brethren. In the family no one should be left behind as the truth is fulfilled.
I beheld the Saon open the sixth Noen and saw the winds of change bring upon the world the black sun and the red moon.
There was nothing to be seen and all of the family was shaken from the world. Only upon the inner mind was left the words of truth.
It is known
by all
when every mountain and island are moved out of their places all great men, rich men, warriors, mightily men, and every person, and every worker, are to seek spiritual truth in mountains.
They find in the mountains their own life and in the safety of their own truth which protects and guides.
In this inner truth each person seeks to find the spiritual life and be saved from suffering by humbling change.
A great day of passion comes so all are revealed and brought out into the light.
After these things I see the four Nelans standing on the four corners of Ryom holding the four Scepters of the Hyrayarch.
My mind will not waver from clear vision nor will the inner heart be disturbed while spirit grows within and the fruit of this will be fulfilled.
Another Nelan ascending from the east having the Soende Crsla Ptal voicelessly conveys to the Four Nelans the power to change and to allow evolution.
Each Nelan knows not to burden the Dzyan nor judge the past until the purification of the warriors of Zyan realize their purpose.
This purpose is heard within.
This work is fulfilled by the children of Nzrael.

The Saon opens the seventh Noen, and speaks Avisn.
There is silence for a half measure.
I see the seven Nelans which stood before Zyan all intoning while another Nelan came and stood at the altar flame.
The Nelan offers prayers of all upon the golden altar which burns within the Crsla Prsma.
Thoughts of love and life ascended up from Nelan’s creative mind and into Zyan.
The Nelan filled with devotion releases her fire to the altar, forgiving all within Lanea.
The sounds of lightening and evolution brought all matter to vibrate and move.
Seven Nelans rest upon seven levels and prepare the sound upon the waters of Ryom.
The first Nelan
speaks the word of light, Alisz,
and from the highest sources followed the white fire of life.
In front of me opened the Hyrayarch and I saw all life be raised up upon the altar of white light from the center of love.
The second Nelan
speaks the word of Soul, Annaz,
and where there was darkness opened a door and inside the door life calls forth a lesson. Love is the creator and all of my soul is cleansed in forgiveness and I am born in the spiritual sea of light.
The third Nelan
speaks the word of Spirit, Azza,
and from above a light came down upon me and filled my mind with a river of nourishment. The light pours liquid golden fire and blazes out into the universe a fountain of spirit to fill the hearts of Dzyan.
The fourth Nelan
speaks the word of Mind, Aomn,
and within me the sun moved to be the light of my world and the past was gone and all of the stars sing in harmony. My eyes see within and see my light shine without the sun.
The fifth Nelan
speaks the word of desire, Alovir,
and within me I see the light go dim and the attraction pull my heart and I see the grey light within. There is heat within that brings it all back to Zyan and I opened up my soul and feel it enter and arise within me. I see all life is good within all the Dzyan. I see life grow with vibrant radiant green light. In all of the flying beings they have tails of matter and the freedom to change into the beings of fire.
The sixth Nelan
speaks the word of freedom, Elooma,
and from all directions the light comes to the center. From the four corners the truth arrives and it is placed on the golden altar before Zyan.
The sixth Nelan sings
and frees the waters of Ryom to rise.
I hear this song and it lifts my vision.
It brings the host of purity into my heart.
The fire of strength comes forward in fullness and from all sides goodness reigns.
The heart of my body and shines like a star of brilliant light.
It emanates power transforming and overcoming all evil with love.
Only love can be brought into the heart.
This is the light of vision that comes through the fire of the heart.
The
greatest of all Nelans
comes down from Zyan clothed in a rainbow.
The white sun of Solam shines from the top of the sky and white fire rises up from below.
The Aopus opens and one side lays upon the waters of Ryom and the other side lays upon Mount Zeyon.
The Regula’s song moves upwards seven times and I hear a voice come to me. Seal up the seven Noens in secret silence.
The Nelan said, Stand upon the sea and upon the sand and enter into Perisana.
Find abundance everywhere and in the moment of now there is time no longer.
In the voice of the seventh Nelan sounds of the mystery of Zyan resonated loudly. The Plan is finished as the Saon has declared.
From within it said again, take the Aopus which is open which stands upon the waters which have become clouds and upon the stone that has become sand.
In knowledge express to others and free all of pain. The Nelan stood saying, Rise and measure the timeless of Zyan and the altar of fire.
The square which is without the center do not rule. It is not for all to be withdrawn nor is it for all to see into the plan.
The Perisana opens from the ruin of Lanea, the Ocean is gone and I see the Light of the Praylaya.
Zyan is within and within will Zyan dwell within. The Dzyan shall clear away the clouds from the sunlight for the old is passed away.
The Dzyan rose upon the Crsla Prsma and behold I make all things new, true and faithful. The Dzyan said as one, It is done, I am full and perfect.
I am the child of beginning and give to all children a drink of the fountain of the waters of Aether freely. I am one that is overcome and I inherit all things.
I am the will and the light of Zyan.
The Seven Nelans said behold.
It is descending quickly.
I am ready.
~ Zyan ~