Wardrobe Planning

On considering the composition of myself, as I find myself today, I see my wardrobe has become outdated and ill-fitting. Past decisions are now poorly suited for what I have to do. As I fashion my new image the materials I have to work with are present by the choices I have already made. These choices can not be discarded and I am charged to create, to make the choice that suits me best. The old clothes are baggy and fitted with pockets, excuses or permission to get to it later. What I find in my pockets would own me and it, or they, fashion the cloth I find in my wardrobe. I find that the old clothes are baggy in order to accommodate my collection of spirit and that collection of spirit wants to maintain the home my wardrobe has become. As I dress myself for the day these work to fashion myself as I had been. On considering the spirits that would clothe me I discover that the choice I make creates a path that leads away from them and it is a new landscape that becomes my clothes. I come to see that the cloth I created was unnecessary and that providence alone suits me best.

The time to choose is constant and my improved choice allows the spirits I allowed to craft my poor wardrobe to carry it off, along with themselves, into the void of darkness. This creates a buoyancy and I begin to draw in light. In this light spirits of a different nature are found and I find that the clothes I chose are not needed. I have nothing to hide or cover up. There is nothing to be protected from. To be in this community, to find myself this way, I am only asked to choose. When I choose the clothes for which I have no need the choice creates a place. A place such a wardrobe is needed for. When I choose to let that go I find myself in the place I am created for and a part of the community known to all who travel there.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

Who How or Both. The Ego

The invention that is my self. My birth, its place and time, the community of my genes and the context of my human environment, give how I am a default footprint. I am free to fashion that as I will. I create the environment for my self that restrains truth or lets truth reign. It is my ego that is this deciding force, that presents the example and expresses my choice. Truth has a community. It is absolute, it can suffer no harm and nothing exists without it. Where truth reigns what is absolute is known by who is. The ego can choose to allow this person, the who of how, to forge the ego into its useful tool. To be who I am. When how I am is who I am, I am who am. This is the quest, the prize, the secret of mysticism. To choose to be who am and surrender the temporal person providing my soul a human throne. A temporal place to be who am.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

Choosing the Past or the Future

As renewal makes another attempt to get my attention and I consider inventing myself again, the shards, bits and pieces of the life I have broken, against the wall I call the future, lie scattered about. When life falls apart it is along the same familiar lines and then I wonder to fit it back together, a little differently, letting some of the pieces live in the past. I know the future is for remembering and I can only carry the past into it when I make it the same thing. If ever we are stuck it is only because the past we carry is not the future we remember. As I look at my life, from wherever I stand, I see what lies before me, whichever way I turn it is the future that I see. Do I choose the promise of the future or stay mired in the false familiarity of bits and pieces selected from my past? The wall against which I have broken my life is just the stuff from my past that will not fit in my future. Will I climb that mountain and put it behind me? Will I make my claim and bring this future, familiar and known, into the past making it familiar and known? The echo of my past, the most enduring loudest things I did there beg me to let them go and in so doing remind me of their reality enticing their renewal. The new me, the future I remember, awaits my choice.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

The Guidance of Error

I have goals, I choose habits and behaviors to realize them. Goals produce results and the accompanying habits and behaviors mark the landscape with my path. As a mystic there is a singular overriding goal that drives me; Divinity or to live the divine life. I believe in providence and appointment, I think that life has purpose and it is tied to the rules of providence and appointment. I find that in my life mysticism is something I can not escape. It dominates me and everything in my life is produced by how I deal with it. I have tried to destroy it. I have nurtured it. I have tried to ignore it. Beyond a doubt my life is best when I have nurtured it.

In my life I have done things that forge a person contrary to my goal. I made choices that betrayed my purpose. There have been times when that was the intent and others when I did it in error. I made a poor choice. Providence and appointment are what guide me back, they are as the marks of origin, an indicator not of what I contain but of what I am. It is these marks that are the most prominent impression guiding my life. I am a mystic.

The rules of providence and appointment do not change. Like providence and appointment themselves they are constant. That I exist, that I am is providence. What I am and what exists is providence. How I am is a different matter and represents another constant, choice. Choice creates me, how I am. It creates a force that is spiritual and depending on my choice my spiritual community is determined. It is that community that enforces my choice. Good choice populates my life with spirits that are light, they tend to be translucent or transparent. Poor choice populates my life with spirits that are dark. These spirits can not exist in the light. They are that which is naught. In the light these can not pretend and misrepresent because they are seen to be what is naught. They are only able to influence and they use that to draw us in and keep us in the dark. If I try to leave the dark they present themselves as familiar attitudes, emotions, behaviors. Should I pick any of these up I am drawn back in. It is usual for these to remain unseen against the background of darkness and black. Good spirits work the same way and they represent everything of durable value.

How we are creates where we are. When we keep our self in the dark we create that which is naught and partake of all that has been created in that fiction. It is entirely dependent on our will, on our choice. The dark spirits and what they do only exist because we want them to, even when we are ignorant of that desire. Good spirits can go anywhere and rescue us from our error. These exist with or without our choice but our association and familiarity with them is determined by choice. Their transparency makes them difficult to see and if they are seen it is because they choose to present themselves, like a surprise. They populate our life when we make good choices and work to draw us toward them to make a place, even where it had been dark, where they can be known. That is appointment and it is constant.

Purpose. The purpose I am charged with is to keep my appointment. It is why I exist. What is your purpose?

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

Spirits of Darkness Spirits of Light

While Devils, Demons and Satans influence us we are distracted. There are better spirits. So long as we lend shelter to Demons and Satans, by maintaining our relations with our personal Devil or Devils, ignorance prevails. These spirits can only exist in the shadowy world of ignorance where we pretend we do not see them. We have to make that agreement with them and then every subsequent agreement gains instant ignorance. We are all agreed, that our condition, as human, will include this definition. So long as we support this agreement all spirits are affected by it.

I have long been content to keep my knowledge of spirits private. Some people believe in such and others are sure people who make such claims are being dishonest or they are not well. That there is some sort of psychological deficiency. This blog has emboldened me. I have seen these spirits so believing they exist is not much of a stretch. What else am I to do when they make themselves known? I suppose I could imagine that I am not well but I know that I am. Better to ask just what is going on. That is the path I have chosen and so I write about my observation. About what I have seen.

It is easy to slip back into ignorance. There are many persuasions and encouragements. I have done it. The adhesive quality of ignorance assures that any contact with it begins to entangle us immediately. It is a choice and when things are difficult it seems the easiest way. Admittedly I have never been entirely free of ignorance, it is a project that takes time and commitment. I will compare it to a building project, a temple if you will or another favorite, a path and a narrow gate. A habit of choice that reveals a condition, a way or a place to be.

I am working to restore my standing with the good spirits. With Angels, Ascendant Beings, Deva, whatever else is there. I see the shadows roaming my spiritual landscape inviting me to give chase and I must choose to let them go if I would stand in the light and make good spirits my spiritual companions. It is real work but everything spiritual is work, until the temple is complete or the journey realized. It is just our choice and choice is magic. It does create. At least that has been my observation. I have had that experience.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

The Mystic Has No Clothes

Devils congregate, called into existence in support of my reliance that things should be static. That no change should ever take place. Devils have long populated the experience we share, they preceded our birth and have agreements with those whom we know and love. When we become upset with another it perverts what would otherwise be love and a form begins to take shape. We assign these forms a place and they begin a life of their own. Unless we choose to redress our agreement with these forms they grow. They exist in a reality created by our ignorance. We want to think someone else made us angry or upset us, that our problems are in some measure the fault of others. It is a reality that owes its existence to ignorance. It is a community of ignorance that is only possible by our shared agreement. So long as we allow ignorance to exist the trouble it harbors remains. Everything that lurks in the darkness, I have created, remains, building and multiplying, networking and conspiring to create permanence. None of these do this except by our consent and when I give my consent it is just one voice in a chorus of consent. This is the realm of ignorance and denial that we collectively agree does not exist and that is the wellspring of troubles. Even if one of us abandons the franchise the rest remain invested. This is the challenge I have always had. Why bother? I know all that separates any one of us from what we have created is ignorance. More importantly the chorus of ignorance, where we collectively pretend and agree to accept things as they are naught and ridicule those who know the truth. When all is said and done none of us is innocent, we all know the truth. In order to fashion the masquerade born of ignorance it is required. We also are in the dark, and, while there we pretend ignorance. There is nothing there that would not be seen in the light and so it is not so frightening. This ignorance however is very sticky and to be in a community defined by it, while living without it, requires an unusual state. Just as ignorance was created the same magic creates its absence. Devils are spirits and they create Demons and Satans. These are simple spirits that can only exist in the shadowy world of ignorance that we create. What is this magic that creates this place and the spirits that populate it? It is choice. Simple and constant. That we choose is what does not change. If I would walk with the better spirits it is just my choice that takes down the pretense, the wall of ignorance, and I stand in the light. Why is it so difficult? The secret is in the cloth I fashion for myself. It is made of ignorance.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

False Responsibility

Agreements made in the dark perpetuate reliance on and approval of false experience. Let me compare what we experience to watching a movie, the movie is real. Reality is much the same way, being real only qualifies it as something we experience. When we ignore the spiritual beings that populate our experience it gives the spirits that thrive in darkness their existence. Without the darkness, our ignorance creates, they lack the fundamental requirement for their existence, the dark. Once we create this shadowy reality the mechanisms to support it fall automatically into place. It is the light, of course, that makes the false reality possible. Much like the light at the movie theater. We sit in the dark and stare, enjoying the distraction.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012