I had asked for two angels to assist me with very specific tasks. I requested one who could heal and one who could move physical objects. In response, the Mother Goddess sent me one male angel, Chirunimvael, and one female one called Iunimubach. They arrived together and I put them straight to work.

Chirunimvael had been in seclusion for a long time. His overseer was the only other being with whom he had contact. She was another angel called Siltcheebrechpauraret. His previous task under this overseer had been to move rocks from one place to another. He missed his overseer very much and separation from her had not exactly created enthusiasm for his new assignment. She had been re-assigned to work on another planet and he wasn’t able to see her for the foreseeable future.

Iunimubach was sent to Washington, D.C. to create a hand for a sister who had lost hers. She told me it would take 14 days. Working with angels doing healing on my behalf was new and I waited with eager anticipation for the results.

I tried to talk to her during her work, but she refused to answer. Work with both angels went slowly; after all, they slept for half the day. Because the two of them had arrived together, they seemed to have synchronized their minds. When one slept, so did the other.

The first time I realized that angels only affect the etheric and that as long as we still believe the deficiency exists it would, was when Iunimubach announced that her job was complete. All the spirits I work with went to look and affirmed that a brand new hand had been formed. But unfortunately, believing the hand to be gone, no one in the physical could see it.

I asked her to immediately heal a student’s cancer. The situation was critical. Her journey there should have taken a matter of minutes, as angels travel very quickly. I was astonished five days later when she still wasn’t there and I asked her what the problem was. Her response was, “The angel with the pretty colors in the box told me to take time to smell the roses along the way.” Finally, after some initial confusion, I discovered she had been watching Dr. Phil on television at the house where she had been. When I explained about the commercial and the often harmful effects of television, she said, “Oh, that’s so sad! He had such pretty colors!”

Meantime, Chirunimvael was behaving very strangely. Sometimes he would be loving and respectful, and at other times I sensed malevolence and he would be disrespectful. Other oddities kept telling me something was not as it seemed.

He went to sleep one day and disappeared. The spirits found him in China – he had no idea how he’d gotten there. Objects started disappearing around the house and even the elves had no inkling how this could be happening. Chirunimvael seemed to often ‘misunderstand’ instructions and do the exact opposite, at times undoing the work some of the other beings had done to assist me.

In fact, two elf brothers known as Shuugbrtl and Spirbavafekernet got so furious with his undoing their work that they came to me and asked, “We are so worried. Please tell us, is there severe karma for yelling and being furious at an angel?”

At one point when Chirunimvael ‘shut down’ in the middle of my asking him many questions, I called in the Archangel Michael. I was very concerned. It was as though Chirunimvael was unconscious. My house-elf, Eoptika, couldn’t shed light on what had happened, but just kept shaking his head and repeating, “Shocking! Shocking!”

When Michael arrived he explained, as had Archangel Mi, that angels don’t handle intellectual pressure well. Chirunimvael had undergone some sort of breakdown and would remain in that state for a few days. I felt very remorseful for pushing him beyond his limits and apologized to him when he awoke.

The real insights into Chirunimvael came when he fearfully and hysterically refused to move when the cosmos went into a large shift, causing a ‘big bang’ effect. The cosmic movement would last for weeks. I pointed out that other angels and spirits were moving, but he wouldn’t budge.

I asked for his previous overseer to come. It took her two days, but when she arrived, she said, “He’s only half an angel, you know. He isn’t aware of it, but he’s also half grim.” I asked what that meant. “A grim is a type of fairy creature that plays malevolent pranks on others. He changes from one to another without warning and the other half doesn’t remember what the other half does.” I asked her to take him with her after she explained that all the missing objects would be found in the ceiling.

I certainly didn’t miss Cherunimvael and his pranks, but I did miss his beautiful singing voice. When Mother gave me instructions to honor Lord Horlet with a banquet that included the Lords of Amenti, I asked if Cherunimvael could return to sing for him. I mistakenly thought, “How much trouble can he cause just singing?”

Mother had given the gift of the ability to taste to the lords. At the banquet, they would taste food for the very first time. Granushimparfetrabruskara, the cooking angel, prepared the feast. Chirunimvael sang beautifully. But afterwards, he set the cooking angel on fire and that was the last time we interacted.

I wondered why Mother had sent such a strange gift (besides the fact that he was really the best at moving objects). As usual, she was trying to teach me something. Chrunimvael represented the insanity of a split mind. In my own life, I found what this mirrored. I was still living the insanity of believing form to be real. She now wanted me to move beyond that and had tricked me into not taking things at face value. Even an angel was not always what he seemed.