Secular Reality / Mystical Sensibility

Why mysticism? I abandoned religion long ago and am confident that secular considerations of our common good are more forgiving, more accommodating, than religion can hope to be. It is the secular influence that has tempered religious overreach and opened the communal mind to progress. After all, Abraham’s God is not nice. The followers of this God, believe nearly every person who ever lived will be awarded an unbearable suffering so severe that its horror can only be known by endless misery. There will be a final judgement by which the whole of humanity, save the chosen few, gets eternal damnation in Hell. Wow. No thanks, I will accept no favor from such a God.

My consideration of God has no room for Hell. In Hell’s absence, Heaven is without purpose. It does not exist as it is bound to hell by the mutual bearing of Abraham’s God.

Not believing in Abraham’s God does not dissuade me from belief in, or devotion to, God. Rather, it lends legitimacy my mystical sensibility. To go forth and see for myself. To trust God to be as God is and for that to be apparent. That is the whole crux of mysticism, to discover what is on its own terms without prejudice.

I have considered creation and it seems apparent that the only time anything ever happens is now, that renders the past and the future as the same. We carry the past with us into the future. Now holds the entirety of the past, the future, and every imaginable possibility. It is the wormhole. It is creation. What we choose and what we think have creative authority, an authority mostly governed by a repetition of ignorance. The fact that anything exists, and the way it exists, is evidence of God. Consciousness – awareness – sentience, actually exist, and that has far-reaching implications. Intelligence. What isn’t intelligent? Intelligence is an inescapable wheel constantly turning in every known thing. The atoms and their moving parts give the illusion of matter, presenting seemingly solid form from what we know is not solid, but rather, an energetic construct that creates the illusion.

All of this represents and is evidence of God. I see no evidence of a cruel demanding God but rather one of endless generosity. All of this exists, it only exists now, and now is constant. We can only go where we already are and we can only go there now. Now is all there is. Now is God.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2015

Ego The Impostor

Spirit is as a siren yet it does not call to us. Its seed takes root and we are alive with promise. It is our being that is spirit. It animates our form and then it is form that calls to us distracting us from spirit. It is this distraction then that does not exist, its temporary nature so flight as to be naught yet we cling to it for permanence. Everything that does distract us is called to us by spirit that we might not be distracted by it. It is in this confusion of distraction that we are intended to find the tranquility and calm of now, that we might stand in the presence of creation and release our being from the bondage of the past and future.

In the hodgepodge of the past, future and the significance of actually being, we are part of a larger community. The fabric of acquaintance is held together by the subtle structure of spirit. It is a matrix of mindful considerations. Agreements, disagreements, belief, opinion, fears, all of the joys and frustrations of emotion and intellect. We are not bound to form except by these considerations, and, our spirit-person travels untethered to flesh, in the broader community within which it is acquainted and known as spirit. This subtlety of person is largely ignored but is none the less the glue of our human condition. Any person inclined to consider their spirituality, on its own terms, might encounter these spirit forms. Even while we ignore them they can not be avoided. They are like the air we breath, at least that has been my experience.

It is disposition that determines the character of the spirit community that influences us. It is easier to mind this character if we mind our spirit life quietly, privately. We can of course make our self a member of a community of like-minded people. People who have decided beforehand how things are and then imagine the spiritual self as secure in that reality. We comfort ourselves by consensus. Finding comfort in a faith that gives us answers to questions we have not asked. When we actually ask these questions, without the structure of consent, it disrupts the matrix. That is why I am here.

Spirit animates matter. Ego animates person. The ego imagines itself as spirit and being. It behaves as such. It is actually just person but as a product of being it behaves as spirit and can be confused as such. There are many who believe the ego must be defeated, destroyed, and only then can spiritual fulfillment be known. I am not such a person. My calling is divinity and it does not exist without a healthy ego. When ego is not yet healthy, it is imposing. It is an impostor. It mingles with other impostors in a spirit-like form.

This mingling of our egos, as a mimic of spirit, is the spiritual world most of us know and feel secure in. By and large the cost of admission for membership in our human community, is ignorance of even this mimic of spirituality. This is the landscape I have been working to comprehend and there are many distractions. These distractions are seen as imposition, yet there can be no imposition in matters spiritual. It is the ego that considers imposition and then attracts it while spirit sees it as a distraction. The ego distracts its self, into the past and the future, while spirit is only present now. Should we stand with spirit in the moment of creation, which can only be now, the ego is tame and our divine nature revealed.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2015

God Is Not A Mystery

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Secular Mysticism; Faithless Confidence in God.

When I write that I am without faith, I am being specific. I am without religious faith. My faith is of a secular nature and is a confidence entirely and only in God. I believe in God. My life is dominated by God. I trust no dogma concerning God. No God I would care to know needs an intermediary and those who claim God does, implied or otherwise, are undeserving of my trust in this regard.

This God, whom I claim is my singular devotion, who is this God? I consider that God is inescapable. Even if God is naught, then that is the God that can not be escaped. It is not possible to remove yourself from the experience that is God and so I think God would know each of us personally. Directly, without intermediary, so I know God. We all do.

Like all people, influence runs roughshod over my life experience. I consider the influence that fills my life to be born of Providence, that is to say, it is directed by God, and through my devotion to God, this is how it has shaped me.  I am a Taoist, not because I have studied it but because that is the nature of my life. I live that way. I was raised a Christian under the auspices of Catholicism. I believe Jesus was as I am because that is the only Jesus that makes sense to me. Time alone, is what separates me from Jesus and so we are the same. He made an example of how any person might live. That was his purpose, his example and expectation of me. I do not believe the words, of others, who tell me who and how he is. I am confident that whatever he did, the same might be expected of any of us and so I live as if it is.

Did God create me? I believe God gave me permission to create myself and there is expectation in that gift, an obligation, or appointment to be kept. Only in keeping my appointment do I stand with God. I have not always been keen on keeping my appointment but I am making the effort again. I think that what each of us is capable of is largely ignored, and I, have a history of taking that as a personal insult, of being angry. The world we live in, the way things seem, we create. We are imbued with creative authority. We each use this authority, collectively for the most part, pretending all the while that we do not. This would be our primary, or original sin, ignorance, and the message Jesus endeavored to teach us. We are as he was and that is made clear because a woman gave him birth. There is no mystery in that.

What do I think of the stories that tell us Jesus performed miracles? I think they are stories. I do not believe in miracles. I believe if Jesus did, what people call miracles, that it was an example of our true nature. An example to emulate. Something that he considered ordinary, something anyone might do and so he did. He set aside his ignorance and the denial it creates. With that out-of-the-way he behaved as anyone else might, or, it is just a story. Fiction. The truth concerning this can be known, not as an exercise of sophistication, but rather as a matter of acquaintance. Knowledge, in matters spiritual, absolute truth and the like, is always by acquaintance and never by sophistication. The Tree of Knowledge is known for its sinful fruit, usually referred to as good and evil, but I have come to understand the fruit of this poisonous tree to be right and wrong. Right implies ownership which always corrupts the true nature of knowledge which is always, as a matter of truth, merely acquaintance. Right also creates wrong, it must because it does not exist without it. That is the nature of the Tree of Knowledge whose seed is ignorance. You can also read of the Tree of Knowledge in the Book of Genesis. I would not recommend it but as a reference I mention it.

It has been some time since I have added to my blog, not that I have not been busy, I write daily. Writing is a tool for my personal growth. It is always personal and at times unsuitable for publication. Of late that has been the nature of my writing, unsuitable for publication. I seem to have been taking a spiritual inventory that can serve only me. I hope to be back to The Mystic Tourist and wherever it leads now that I have made this contribution. We shall see. For a blog post this one is considerably longer than I prefer and so I will leave you with an apology for that and my hope to make regular, yet brief, contributions as we go forward.

Micheal, The Mystic Tourist ©2014

Which End of The Telescope

When confined to the realm of the lower chakras, people are an obstacle and we are one with them, one of them. We congregate by our emotional response to how we have been conditioned. This congregation of emotional reality serves to bind us to be the subject of judgement and to judge. We entertain this condition emotionally and rationally, building connections that bind us to the lower chakras. It can only end if we connect the lower chakras to the higher chakras.

Even after making the connection the binding that we dutifully built will remain.

The first task, after reaching the higher chakras, while still bound by emotion, judgement and condition to the lower chakras, is to embrace being bound this way. What needs to change is the way we respond to the judgement we previously bound ourself to. It is this response that allows the binding to relax releasing the self into the higher chakras, or conversely, to allow the lower chakras to pull us back down. I was able to rise to the higher chakras by considering, self-respect, self-control, opportunity and optimism. Self-respect and Self-control granted passage to the fifth chakra, Sea of Justice Seat of Truth. This position of Truth allowed Opportunity to open the sixth chakra, Light Gate and in turn Optimism opened Spirit Gate, the seventh chakra. Now, as I consider this, the pull of the lower three chakras works to restore its grip.

My first attempt to relax these bounds has been ineffective. What to do? There was a time that I enjoyed a relatively secure continuity of the seven chakras acting as one. That was a different time and I realized it by releasing the aforementioned bounds, thus allowing the self to rise. I think there must be a different expectation of me now. Something along the lines of reverse engineering. To build the path from the top down, something resembling an out-of-body experience. To provide the connection I established with self-respect, self-control, opportunity and optimism and allow osmosis to do the rest. I think this must be it. I can see the emotional soup of judgement and conditioning swirling around me, as if to swallow me and pull me under. The screams of Devils and Demons. The ridicule and taunt of Satans. The imposing expectations of both agreement and disagreement born of our human community. These are the things we typically ignore as we bind ourselves with ignorance and deny the obvious, hoping to fit and be like the rest.

This time, as I work to restore the temple by realizing its central pillar, the seven chakras of the Kundalini, it is a time I think to simply bear witness until the clamor runs its course. Without adding my voice there will be no conversation and the place I am will quite. This I think must be the purpose, to change the conversation, but this time from the top down.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

Spiritual Awakening

My ability to be independent, free and resourceful, unburdened by the hand of restraint, has found a new lease. I have renewed my commitment to opportunity, restoring possibility to my sight. It had been beyond my sight, a distant horizon and all I needed was to stand. Easier said than done. The burden that pulled me down did so incrementally. Employing just the moment; persistent, constant, unnoticed. The product of my long-held betrayal of self, now informs me. These burdens always collect in the lower chakras and when they pull us down, we establish norms and habits that perpetuate and reinforce their permanence. The lower chakras are, at best, poorly lit.

Back in 1981 I came to believe I would win a lottery in California and that would be the means of my financial security. Not very helpful. There was no lottery in California at that time, only the constant talk of, maybe, someday. Idle chatter across the populace. In 1984 the voters of the state passed proposition 37 and on October 3 1985 the first drawing was held. I am still confident that I will win the darn thing, but not by some luck. There is a way to understand it. To be honest I would rather have some different notion than imagine that such a thing is possible and that I should pursue it. I do not waste much time or money on it. I only play if the jackpot is in excess of 60 million dollars and then I buy three identical tickets so I can easily give most of it away. In the meantime I pursue more traditional career paths. That is not working out very well either. The cost of living has outpaced my means.

Today I am able to be open about my mystical sensibilities without hedging against the hostile intentions of an intimate acquaintance. I have managed to restore myself spiritually and expose myself in the process. I suppose that is some sort of notable benchmark. I wonder if it is? I have long suspected that my overall success was tied, first to my spiritual life and secondly to living spiritually publicly. I am pretty sure I have restored my spiritual posture and I have done that very publicly. Now I shall see if I can walk the walk. If I can it is a Brave New World because I have not done it before.

I believe the world is magical and we are magical beings. That nothing happens any other way. It is the norm, the way things are, what we are doing all the time. Call it creation if you will and that we are creative. This belief leaves me with one incentive; to live that way. It is the way I live.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

The Humanization of the Mystic

The chakras. I have discovered that the binding of my seven primary chakras, as one, had been compromised by a dearth of optimism. Rationally, I knew to be optimistic and had assumed that would suffice. This assumption, that knowing the importance of optimism sufficed, as being optimistic, was so casual that it was nothing more than ignorance. I had not thought about it. Such is the way life lives us while we imagine we are living life. Life has a lesson for us to learn and then an application, or appointment, to test our condition. The absence of optimism, my ignorance of it, was as the log in my eye while I tried to see the speck. I could not see.

This corruption of optimism was seeded in my life nearly two decades ago, during a time of crisis, much of which was beyond my control. I let that overwhelm me and I retreated from my best option. An option that did not seem available. I could not see a way to avoid an extended period of misery. Misery that someone else designed and intended for me. My failure was in seeing things in this way. The life I expected was to be ruined and I was charged with salvaging the lives of my children from the wreckage. That all came to pass. Had I considered this without a sense of misery and wreckage, I would have kept optimism intact. I did not and optimism fell from my list of concerns. My adversary had intended to destroy me and was in a position to realize a good measure of that. I have yet to recover financially and that has been tough, but now, I have found my discarded optimism.

Rationally, I had not blamed anyone else for the challenges I faced, but without optimism, that is a moot point.

So now what? There is a visual aspect of mysticism, I can see the spiritual world. I have seen it, but not for some time. I get glimpses of it, yes, and the memories are a pillar of strength. It is the fleeting glimpse and the memories that have kept my resolve intact. Now with optimism, I have seen my home again. It has brought the higher chakras to, place/flesh, the first chakra. It literally turns on the light – the sixth chakra is Light Gate. When the awareness of the lower three chakras rises to the seventh chakra, Spirit Gate, you can see the spiritual world and the Kundalini is complete, the chakras united as one. The fourth chakra is Compassion, it is the bridge chakra that permits the union of the higher and lower chakras. Turns out that without optimism it does not work. Go figure.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

Arazyal Prince of Darkness

Darkness. There is a Satanic presence that is darkness and against a background of darkness, it is invisible, unseen. One such Satan is named Arazyal. It may be that all Satans can assume this form but today it is Arazyal who takes notice. In my mind, I imagined the name to be Yazassal but decided to consult The Book of Enoch and discovered the name that I was looking for, Arazyal.

Ignorance is the only shelter Arazyal needs and then he is very close and personal. Imagining, pretending he is not there, this kind of Satan is right at home, within us, in the darkness of our own mind. This type builds things there using only suggestion. As is always the case with Satans, we do all the work for them, they only wield influence. The structures we build with them, are structures made of sand, it takes a constant effort to keep them standing and repaired. Without this effort the shadows recede and this Satan is forced to search for darker pastures.

All of the various types of Satans work in tandem. Relentless. The longer we entertain their influence, the more difficult it becomes to distinguish their presence. We really do come to see things as they do, or, more accurately, as they want us to.

I am not sure that it makes a great deal of difference what Satans do. I am quite certain that many of us survive their influence without ever knowing of them. There are countless ways to mitigate their influence. My curiosity and life is such that I need to know. I can consider all of this in many ways but what I write about here is the spiritual landscape that I see as I walk from the shadows into the light. It is in considering all of this, as I do, that I can dismiss it. In recognizing the structure and habit of negative thought, as being separate from who I am, I see these Satans working to make permanent negative trajectories and conditions. When I see it is their agenda that I have enabled, letting it go becomes a simpler task and I can separate influence from action in the subtle recesses of my existence.

Tomorrow, another Satan to betray. Betrayal is their craft and it is in observing them that the darkness and shadow they rely on is vacated. Our contract with them depends on our ignorance. Ignorance is the coin that assures their presence and withholding it betrays our agreement with them.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013