Breath of Antiquity
Yesterday I had an interesting experience of feeling my soul. It is very difficult to convey in words, but you seem to feel something ancient, familiar to you, but forgotten. You seem to know that this is something related to you, but it seems to be hidden behind a veil. Previously, this feeling was more vague, unclear and uncertain, but yesterday I felt it most strongly and consciously (this feeling lasted all day, which is quite unusual, as it disappeared after meditation earlier).
In addition, in the process of researching the Zoroastrian pantheon, an angel or spirit of Sraosh caught my attention. He is the keeper of the purity of faith and the maintenance of the power of the spirit, who knows no barriers between the worlds - heaven and earth - and moves freely, both among people and among celestials.
It will be interesting for me to work with him, as I feel a certain sympathy for the qualities and characteristics of this spirit.