Closing The Circle

We build walls or close loops. I do not see any other options. The closed loop is the seat of power, it is where who we are is also how we are. In building the ring, or closing the loop, we surrender to our true self and the soul finds its temporal temple. This is the seat of power. It is our only appointment in life. To do this requires magic, just like everything else in life. When we use the magic, that is truth, the illusion falls away and there is no wall. Even the walls that others build become transparent and a certain equilibrium seeps through acquaintance.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

The Path of Ignorance

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

The Antichrist

Christ. Christ is the dominate theme in my life. No, I am not a Christian or in any other way religious. I am the Antichrist. I am here to dispel the myth of who Christ was. If I were religious the notion that a woman gave birth to God would be blasphemy. Jesus was as ordinary a man as there ever was. How can I be so sure? A woman gave him birth.

When we say that Jesus was any way other than the way we are, we insult Jesus as well as ourselves. If it were possible to insult God, obviously it is not, claiming that God was so taken with a woman that she became pregnant and bore God a child, well that would pretty much do it. The same logic applies to the sin of blasphemy. How could we possibly offend God? We only sin against ourselves.

The story of Jesus Christ is meaningless if he is not who we are. The Christian doctrine has turned the story of this simple mans life into a cautionary tale. Complete with the implied threat of crucifixion or worse. See what happened to Jesus when he lived as he did. Only God can do as Jesus did. Step out of line and you will go to hell. A woman gives birth and a child is born. A child just as were you. The child Jesus grew into a man and made proof of our divine nature. It really is that simple. Why so much disrespect for Jesus, for ourselves? Why so little confidence in God?

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

Reality and Truth

Mysticism, for me, is visual. I see what lies beyond the veil. My habit is very methodical. I have an understanding of metaphysics and I puzzle together the pieces I have scattered about, to reach an understanding. I am not a scholar, I do not study text or doctrine, my confidence lies with the empiric nature of providence. My confidence rests entirely with God. Is God or is God naught? It makes no difference, my confidence lies squarely there. I have no use for faith.

My person is like a vessel suspended in limitless space and my bearing is entirely my own discretion. I determine the density of the veil and what I allow myself to see. I choose limitation’s or liberation’s and there is great confusion between the two. Confusion, of course, is not true, it is only real and reality is something we create.

I have known varying degrees of clarity in my mystical life. Just now I am in an episode of rehabilitation having stumbled into hardship. I do expect to puzzle together a durable clarity allowing the silliness of struggle to dissipate into the vastness of endless space.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

The Gravity of Choice

In order to see spiritually, to identify the beings that populate reality, beings whose appearance are ethereal, I must relax enough to allow my own ethereal being a static presence. It is a matter of my personal gravity. The way I am, my disposition, attitude, demeanor, creates a density or transparency of being. The choices I make about how I am create an increasing density or an increasing transparency. Gravity. The gravity of choice.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

The Highway To Hell Is A Two Way Street

Brown Bear Cooke City Montana

Just back from a couple of weeks vacationing. I had a great time visiting Yellowstone, Glacier and Grand Tetons National Parks. There was no time for writing and I had little to no internet service. I shall see if I have something to write today.

The Highway To Hell Is A Two Way Street

The spiritual landscape of human relations contains the good, the bad, the beautiful and the ugly. All of our spiritual influences are found there. Much of what influences us spiritually is not true and confusion and fear are born of it. In a community there can be no escape from what comprises the content of the community and we find some way to accept the condition we find our self a part of. In this world of spiritual diversity angles are our guardians. The better our nature the more likely it is that our connection with their guardianship will be strong. It makes no difference what we think about matters spiritual, the fact of our spiritual condition is independent of that. What I am writing is my account of personal experience.

When I find myself in a communal environment that is stressful it taxes my angelic associations. I have to choose to grow stronger associations with the angels or allow the strain to weaken them. Much like going through a storm except my spiritual health is entirely a matter of choice. As a comparison I will use some dry humor; The highway to hell is a two-way street… which way are you going?

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

Love and Magic

Love

The path of love is always the path that leads to worth. No matter what has happened, if things are good or bad. When I embrace my life, the good and the bad with love, a way is revealed. A path forward. It is the only path forward, there is no other way. Without love we are bound by its absence. All that is hurtful, painful. When I let love into the recesses where pain and hurt remain they lose their grip, their tension melts and the magic of a way forward is revealed. This is the secret of compassion, its spirit. Love. It is true magic.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

Fate or Destiny

Fate results from how we are and is fickle, temperamental. An endless cycle of repetition, the past forever trying to get our attention so we might choose a better future. Destiny is who we are, our soul calling us, prodding us, to choose that better future. While these are not designed as the same thing when we choose our destiny they are the same.

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

Damage Control

Change is inevitable, as we age we change. As we hold on to expectation, possession, place, to our sense of identity we discover erosion. Of change I notice two modes, attrition and fruition. For the sake of brevity I will consider attrition as the erosive nature of time and fruition as the product of effort. Attrition or fruition are both imbued with the traits of our character and we imbue our character with the habits of thought. It is the habit of thought gives us our worth. It is here that we cast our self, we are either the victim of our circumstance or the authority who makes the best of it.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012