Divine life must account for the influence both forces bring to bear in building community. To be accepted as credible, recognition of the spiritual beings that wield influence is required. There are beings of darkness and beings of light. The spiritual realm, in which these exist, affords both groups the guise of transparency. We pretend we can not or do not see them. Even that they do not exist. This takes place while we make agreements and otherwise involve ourselves with our spiritual companions. To live the divine life the spiritual world must be breached. There is a certain tension when such a breach is recognized. Naturally this tension surrounds ignorance of our spiritual reality. While many do believe, the spiritual realm is still polluted with ignorance and its unavoidable byproduct, denial.
In considering living the divine life the criticism that is this body of ignorance, looms menacingly. Unless the life I am living is divine, I am maintaining agreements and contracts that assure the status of ignorance. Ignorance of matters spiritual is not true, it is a lie we tell our self. In telling such lies ignorance is an instant and unavoidable consequence. We soon deny knowledge of our own spiritual life and our spiritual associations. Unraveling my poor spiritual decisions is like the story of the swamp and the alligators. As I drain the swamp I am left with the alligators. It is easy to imagine that the alligators are the problem but the truth is these are my alligators. They are agreements I have made to establish and maintain ignorance and they entangle all of my associations whether they are spiritual or human. I must own my choices to dissolve the contracts that are my ignorance. Like learning to see when there is no light.
We do not make our spiritual contracts in isolation. Our human community supports us in these arrangements. There is considerable tension as we look to end the ignorance on which the lion’s share of these agreements are based. It is only when I realize that this tension belongs only to me that I am able to release its restraint.
Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012