Creation

God. What did God create? Us? Perhaps. Maybe God just is and we are the ones  that create. It is true, we are to blame, or to thank, for what we do, or do not do. God is innocent and if you would know evil, find it in yourself, that is the only place it lives. Dispatch it and it is gone. Perhaps I will dispatch evil even as I walk with it hand in hand. That is the world and the task that I see. I’ll let you know if I decide to do it.

IMG_2495Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

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The Salvation of Jesus

Writing as the Mystic Tourist I have altered my presence in the collective mind. Of the people who have known me and been my community, none knew the Mystic Tourist, until I created him and gave him a blog. Of course I am the Tourist and I am as I was before. The difference is that I have let anyone who can find my work, know. Additionally I have done what I can to make myself available so any who know me personally might also know, The Mystic Tourist. It creates a different consideration of my self.

My concerns are spiritual. I know of no other way to consider anything, even as I am distracted. I am happy to share my view of current social-political concerns. The way I think we ought to behave as a society. I enjoy letting people know where I think we have fallen down and how I think we might best stand ourselves up. These are distractions. It is what I do as filler. Something, anything to do with my mind and the small measure of time apportioned to it for it to spend. There is always something that I might otherwise do. A different way to spend myself. I think we can do a lot to improve the condition of life here on earth and to create a future more to our liking. I also think that we do all of that as spiritual persons. That it is the spiritual part of our being that is power and authority. The bridge that is creation.

My concerns are spiritual and I while my time to bring spiritual living into animal form. I did this first by creating a spiritual place for myself. A place to discover something true about my experience as a spiritual person. That was very powerful. Step two has been to shine a light on that, to let people know of the rich spiritual experience I have known. Step three is a shared experience. To end the mystery of spiritual life by living it in the open, not as an act of  ‘faith’ but as a fact of life. To demonstrate our spiritual form, not as a philosophy, not as an interpretation of theology or scripture, but as my life. The purpose of my life can not be to die and go to heaven. To imagine that as the answer to life, as its purpose, is to be dishonest. If I can only know after I am dead and gone, why I am here, I have told myself a lie. This is the place, this is the form, this is the person to know the answer and now is the time or I am lying to myself.

In the Christian tradition we are all waiting for Jesus to return and when he does he will bring a harsh judgement, except of course, for the few. The chosen few. Mind you this is the Jesus who reportedly, in his last agonizing moment, sought the forgiveness of those who humiliated him, tortured him and brutally murdered him. Such a man could have no part of a judgement so harsh that it landed almost all of us in hell. Not just any hell mind you, but a hell so unbearable that it never ends.

The story of  Jesus is meaningless if Jesus is God. Its only possible value is if it is our story. The story of our human nature and of how and who we are. That is the message and it is not a message of how to be after we are dead. It is how we must be now. If you would know Jesus then know yourself. He is the same as you are. The story of his return is your story, it is my story. If Jesus or anyone else could live the life that he did, then surely, someone else will do it as well.

There is no reason to believe that Jesus founded a church. Others did that in his name. They assembled a book and then claimed that the words therein were God’s words. It is not true. You must have faith to believe that. I have no faith, but I do have confidence, all of it rests with God. Fear of God? I have no fear, certainly not of God. I fear those who claim to speak for God, who claim they own God by some book, written words. I fear those who claim to speak for God and threaten me with hell. Forgiveness, that is what it is about. It is the narrow gate. To deal with those who make false claims of God, for and about God, forgive them, by acting out the truth concerning God. Let God be God and make no claim on Gods behalf.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

The Matrix of The Possible

I believe that we are spiritual beings snared in a web of ignorance. As spiritual beings I believe we have the authority of creation and the web that is our ignorance is our creation. I believe it is possible, and that occasionally, a person discovers the trick to walking in the realm of ignorance while being immune to it. Free of the normal constraint that is our agreed condition and creation, ignorance. This can only be done by using the magic that is ignorance, our communal agreement of constraint, to prove the truth. Everything is magic, nothing exists outside of its boundless influence. We are the masters, the authority, the creators of the reality we share. By the authority that is God, we create. We are imbued with creative authority by God but we do not name God. We are the creation that creates. We name and the name defines what is, we do not name God. It is God who names us and we in turn name and create. None can name God. God is self evident, even if God is naught.

The past and the future, I do not believe in them. I believe in creation. That the past and the future are constantly being created in the only known time, now. Nothing has ever happened at any other time. So what shall we create? This is something we do together, none do it alone.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

 

The Corruption of Now

As a curious reality I continue to struggle with my opposition to exposing what I consider to be my spiritual life, even though it is something that I have already done. It is an opposition to doing what I want to do. Well that seems a bit odd but I suspect it is not at all that unusual for a person to be self-conflicted in this way. I suspect that we all have some of this tendency. Not that we would all struggle with this as I have. I am sure plenty of people are very comfortable in their own skin. Personally I am more comfortable as time passes. I work to be that way and I bring the issue up as a simple observation. Internally it is as a constant complaint but when writing about it, it is an observation. It is certain that as long as I remain conflicted in this way I will fall short of my goal of being spiritually successful in the real world.

The human story has long included spirituality. People have considered themselves to be spiritual and to have spiritual experience. A few of us are revered as having found the way. It is usual that we hold these people to a different standard, as if they are somehow different. They are not. If they were their lives would be meaningless as they would not be like the rest. They would in fact be different. The only possible value in having an observable spiritual experience is if it is an experience anyone might have. Then it tells us something about ourselves. Who and how we are. This is the experience that I write about. My spiritual experience and I think it is the same sort of experience anyone might have. I have no reason to bother with it if it is not. That being said, we are not all given the same thing to do. That would be boring. Together we create a collective spiritual appointment. I am trying to keep mine. Which reminds me, so long as I am trying, I have yet to do it and am only trying.

There is something about creation, about magic, that I have yet to include in my understanding of now. It is certain that the only time ever experienced is now and the past and the future emanate from that single moment constantly. It would seem that all of time is created in that instant and contained there. I have thought that it must be creation itself, but increasingly, I see there is more to the equation. I believe it is something about the future that we can apply and the past is made to be obedient. It is common to remember the past but uncommon to remember the future. I really do not think it is any more difficult, we have simply long ignored this ability and in so doing forgotten how to do it. How can we remember what we have forgotten how to do? In the past we were born and perhaps we will be born again in the future but the only way to accomplish that is to first die. Is this why we will not remember the future? Are we simply afraid of what we can not avoid? Clearly we are as dead as we are alive, there is no other resolution for our animal existence.

I think there must be something for me to learn about the future. I think perhaps this is where my discomfort and complaint reside. The future. Have I made it a reservoir for fear and uncertainty? If I have then that future broadcasts itself into my past corrupting now and preventing it from expressing the success I am certain to enjoy.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

Freedom From Faith

Inviting my divine existence to explain life is the reason I write. I imagine that by making my private space public I will have no place to hide and some underlying truth will be revealed. I look to understand the condition that is experience. In writing I share my interpretation and explanation of life. Instead of looking to others to explain my experience, to comfort me, I believe that my experience is intended to be that explanation. I look no other place and seek no other authority. I can not imagine that being aware that I exist does not also come with understanding that existence. I feel that is what I have to do, replace the question of existence with its understanding. I see no other activity worth my effort.

I believe exploring my experience publicly will bring that understanding forward. That eventually I will no longer be in a position to avoid the issue and the truth about my experience will be obvious. Inescapable. I think that my experience is the same as everyone else’s. We are all the same and that is the value in understanding our experience. Are we spiritual beings? Do we have a spirit that animates us, something independent of  animal life? More durable. If we do surely it is something that can be understood and experienced. It must be something that does not require faith. There is no faith needed to understand things as they are. Faith helps us find confidence when we are unwilling or unable to build it from our own experience. I decided to abandon faith long ago settling on the strength of confidence without faith.

I think it is possible that we have the freedom to choose our spirit. Obviously we are animated and spirited. Emotion is the spirit that moves us and it has many forms. Certainly we can control our emotions, the spirits that animate us. I think some spirits are so familiar that they have form and just like you or I, a person. It is a spiritual form and some people see these spirits. I do. The question then is what do I see and what causes it. Imagination? Perhaps. While I can not rule that out it seems unlikely. I see these kind of spirits as born of our own creativity. We created them some time ago or perhaps we continue to do so. That is my interpretation and I offer no proof. It is an empirical observation. I see other spirits as well and they seem to be of a different nature. I consider them to be Angels and Ascendant Beings.

Let’s consider ascendant beings. Some people, it seems to me, escape the cycle of incarnation and ascend while others repeat it. Generally these are people who have a spirit, in this life, that makes ascension seem reasonable. Although I have seen exception. It leaves me thinking we are a creation that can know our creator, if we choose. I refer to that creator as a soul. It is not ours and we are independent of it unless we surrender our identity to it. Surrender the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge, ownership, and become who we are instead of the how we created. We can choose to be the creator instead of the creation. We just have to give up possession, the notion that we own anything. It is not necessarily a vow of poverty. It can be but abundance is the law and that is what gives a vow of poverty its value. There is no poverty. That is also what makes the pervasiveness of poverty such a crime. If my view of this is true then poverty is something we have created for our amusement.

I do believe that a person can live in both worlds at the same time. To invite the creator to be the creation. An immersion in both realities, divine living. Actually I think it is expected of us. It is easy to have such an experience privately, at least for me it is. Divine living is not a private thing and I have yet to see a way to do that. I remain convinced that it is something I can do, and therefore, what I am expected to do. I am uncomfortable in that role. I think the difficulty I have boils down to my spiritual state.  The emotion that is generated by my discomfort, my spirit-state, prevents success. Any measure of success requires an honest appraisal of  what is possible and acceptance that my consideration of all of this may well be in error is a must. This is not to be confused with doubt but rather it is the foundation for confidence.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

In Search of My Creator

I have been working with success. Considering success as a condition that is, rather than something to work toward, and naturally, I consider success to be a spiritual experience. The success I look to today is a simple openness. To bring a sense of spiritual awareness to interpersonal relations. My experience tells me that interpersonal relations are full of spiritual content but we shroud it in ignorance, and then effortlessly, with denial. It is this spell of ignorance and denial that I hope to break. To bring the spiritual reality we shy away from, back to its natural state. To end the mystery by simple success. Increasingly it seems the difference between this success and its vacancy is acceptance. The admission of success. That it is no longer something to work toward but rather something that already is. It is not enough for me to wax poetically about spirituality. It must be practical, useful, functional. I am not inclined to allude to some vague spiritual reality, stirring the pot of emotion in order to achieve comfort. I look to expose the underlying spiritual experience that reality springs from and returns to. Not to expose life’s meaning but rather to expose its meaninglessness. Its lie.

If we truly are spiritual beings then this is what we are here to do, to admit it and behave accordingly. The alternative, of course, is that we have no spiritual value. We are simple biologic accidents. A chemical and electrical fluke that imagines experience as consciousness when in reality that is so brief as to be naught. It is not surprising that I do not believe the latter but as a matter of objectivity, I accept it as possible. I must. It is the place to begin if I am to demonstrate who we are when the mask of temporal reality is spent. To bring to form who is. The creator that enables experience must be able to experience what it allows us to create. I think this person, this who of how, longs to walk in the community of men of women. To be present in animal form. To know us in that way and remind us of who we are. I have long considered this example of origin, of the closed circle, the recipe revealed, as why I am. There is a certain loss of identity in bridging to origin that I think must dissuade me and keep me looking for success. A success that must already exist. It is only a matter of flipping a switch and who I am becomes how I am.

This is how I see it. There is a sense of loss in admitting that the person I consider myself to be, as an animal, is only a creation. An invitation to know the creator and in doing so be forever lost. A part of the greater whole that exists with or without me. I can own nothing and when I own that, the owner, the creator, is known.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

Soul-Copy and Paste

The following is a response I gave in a comment thread about an article, a gentleman named Drew, posted elsewhere. It is my comment and I have exercised my privilege to copy and paste it here. In his article Drew had endeavored to say that the science regarding the soul increasingly demonstrated that the soul does not exist. My response clarifies much of how I consider existence itself as well as my experience of it. It belongs here on my site as much as it belongs anywhere and I hope you enjoy it.

Here is the link to the article if you want to read it: Four Bad Arguments for the Soul

Hi Ron. Perhaps Drew will join us and shed more light on his assertion, or consideration, that the soul may be fiction. Personally I have no problem with that, as it could not possibly make any difference. We can not change what is, only how, and all remains as it is with the exception of how we consider it.

For me personally I only recently gave the soul any real consideration. It was always presented in the most impossible predicament. Save it or have it spend eternity in hell. Right, I have no time for that. I suspect that the soul Drew would prove or disprove only exists as a figment of imagination. As such it does exist but is absent any durable quality.

My own experience, of the soul, is not at all like what I imagine people like to consider to it be. It is independent, in every sense, from the animal expression we consider our self to be. On the other hand we could not exist without it. It gives us permission to create the experience we have, within the constraints of what does actually exist. We can be the bridge between the animal world and the reality of origin, of existence, from which the possibility that is our experience of life, springs and returns. Our soul. It needs no salvation but rather is our salvation. It is what is. Who is. Or it is naught. It makes no difference.

Should I find the way to give the soul a place, in animal form, to walk among men I will let you know. I am quite certain it has been done before and it will be done again. There may well be people today walking among us in the company of the soul.

Michael The Mystic Tourist ©2013