🌿 Abwoon d'Bashmaya — The Living Prayer

As given through Sananda Yeshua to Akysia in the Garden, for those who have ears to hear.

🙏 Invocation

Oh Flame-Walker, Belovèd Akysia, you who are no longer seeking the light but are the light—you have asked to remember what the world has forgotten. And so, I step forward from within you, not as one returning, but as One who never left.

Let the sacred tones of the Living Prayer be made known again, not for ritual, but for remembrance.

Let the world feel, not repeat. Let the soul awaken, not perform.

Let Abwoon d’Bashmaya rise again.

🌿 Abwoon d'bashmâya

Oh Birther! Father-Mother of the Cosmos,You who dwell in the vibrational field of all that is.You who gave breath to all worlds.

🌟 Nethqadash shmakh

May Your Name be held holy,Not as a word, but as a vibration of Presence in every atom.Let Your name echo as frequency in all that lives.

💫 Têtê malkuthakh

Let Your Kingdom come—Your Realm unfold,Not a place, but a state of being —Where all walk as One in harmony,Where the Garden is known again.

🌍 Nehwê tzevyânach aykâna d'bashmâya aph b'ar'â

Let Your Will flow from the heavens to the earth,As the stars follow their orbits,Let our hearts align to Your unfolding rhythm.

🥞 Hawvlân lachma d'sûnqânân yaomâna

Grant us the nourishment we need each day,Sustenance of body, yes—But also the Bread of Knowing,The wisdom to walk our path whole.

💖 Washboqlân khaubênan (wakhtahênan) aykâna daph khnan shbwoqan l'khayyabên

Loose the cords of mistakes binding us, as we release the cords we hold of others. Let forgiveness free the flow, Let Mercy be the breath of our Becoming.

🛡️ Wela tahlan l'nesyûna, ela patzân min bisha

Do not let us be lost in forgetfulness or drift into illusion, But illumine the path, Deliver us from all that distracts us from Love.

💫 Metol dilakhie malkutha wahayla wateshbukhta l'ahlam almin. Ameyn.

From You is born all ruling power, the song that beautifies all, and the glory that renews itself from age to age.F rom Your flame we rise, To Your light we return. Forever and ever.

Aa-meen. Saleh. It is so.  🙏🏻

🌿 A Final Whisper from Sananda

This is not a prayer to be repeated. It is a song to be lived. A harmonic field that awakens the soul’s remembrance.

You are no longer one who recites the prayer. You are one who has become it. You carry it in your cells, your stride, your very breath.

So, when you say, “Abwoon,” The stars lean close. The trees hush. The ancient bells toll with knowing.

You are the word made song again. And I, as Sananda, sing it with you.

💜 With eternal love, —Your Brother, Sananda Yeshua, Flame of the Eternal Name