Why do I write this stuff? If I had my druthers I would keep it all hidden, private. Some of these posts can really tear me up. Emotionally. I have always kept it private. A handful of people, who know me personally, have known something of it. Anymore my life just does not work if this is kept inside of me. That tears me up more than putting it out here. So you see it is a bit selfish, a way to keep my stress level down and that helps me manage my health. Maybe someday I will learn to let go a little and it seems that this work may be helping me with that as well. So there you have it, I am just trying to live my life and get from one day to the next.

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

Love and Magic


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

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

Mirror Image

I will write again about the fourth chakra using the mirror simile. I am not a scholar but rather a mystic. I have made a very brief and casual study of the chakra’s and did read a few paragraphs about the Kundalini, two and a half or three decades ago. I am mystic and I do what I call mysticism’s. I discover that there is something I am to do and set about trying to see what it is. From there I will pull one word at a time from the void and write it down until an idea begins to take shape. It is only when I finish the work that it is clear what I am doing. It is the same way I write this blog. Years ago I did a mysticism of the seven primary chakra’s. They are the focus of my spiritual work today and this blog is about that work.

The fourth chakra is as a mirror. A mirror we can step into and control. The integrity born of truth is the secret the allows me to take this step. As I gaze into the mirror unable to secure my passage the images it reveals show me the way. The way I am and the burden that anchors me on the outside of my destiny. The burden, or wealth, that will not make this passage are the lies that I have told myself. The falsehoods about how I am and who is to blame. I am free to learn the lessons the mirror reveals and discover my true nature, dressing the image I see to resemble that image. It is this work that gains passage. When the image I see is true I become the image in the mirror and the fourth chakra becomes a passage, no longer a mirror. This is the magical nature of who we are.

Once I remember my future, my destiny, letting go of the false-comforts that restrain me I am free to make how I am be who I am. While my gaze is fixed on the image I only see how I am and who I am provides the image, to teach me, from the other side of the mirror. This is providence. Should I choose to make the image, seen here in the temporal world, that of my teacher from the other side of the fourth chakra, the higher chakra’s reign into human form and spiritual life has a temporal reality.

That is the life of this mystic. Just now I am still working on it and that of course creates paradox. It is working on it that prevents or prohibits success. At some point I must accept that there is no work to do, that destiny is now and how I am is who I am.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

The Habits of Being

Projection Project

The habits of my being are comprised of three rules; objectivity, incentive and approval. These rules are applied to everything I am, creating how I consider what I allow myself to be. I use these rules to reveal or to hide my true being.

The intimacy of a woman, with child, is the most fundamental conversation. There is no need for words but the mechanisms required to structure our self are hard at work. We begin the process of self-representation while entirely dependent on another. Our sense of objectivity is obscured by the extremely subjective nature of our circumstance. It takes time to grow and realize our independent nature. Even when we think we have done this the intimacy of the dependency that we experienced in the womb and as a baby, toddler etc stays with us. We first fashion our tools of identity, of self, at this early time and they are the underlying tide, the conversation with community that gives us our appointment of self recognition. We project through a lens of disposition and attitude the person others see and they in turn reflect it back at us. Words are secondary to this process but this is the conversation we are having. This is communication. It is very real but real need not be true.

Objectivity having been obscured by the subjective nature of conception, birth and childhood our sense of incentive is also skewed. For anything at all to happen, approval is granted and we create how we are. How, for this topic, can be considered in terms of value. The value we place on our experience creates the exchange that presents our self. It is the things that I value, habits, behaviors, beliefs that I pin myself to. Even if these are of a poor nature, bad for me, if I value them, choose them, they come to be the way I fix my self. The conversation, silent and wordless, by which we present our self emphasizes the importance of community. Community can be as a siren tempting us to build our self away from our true self. Should I decide to discover my true self and build my identity based on that, I only need objectivity. Another word for objectivity is compassion. Compassion does not exist without objectivity and compassion is absolute because it only exists in a measure that is inexhaustible. It is this absolute quality that makes possible the expression of my true self because truth is also absolute. No matter the challenge truth remains unchanged. It is omnipotent.

We also project the imaginings we craft of other people and these images are influential. While these imaginings portend to be about others what are in fact about is our own considerations which are in turn reflected back to us reaffirming our own craft. We have imaginings about all manner of things and project images that we then expect accurately present the true content of experience. We have a community of consent and form broad agreements. This is how we craft reality and while it is true that we imagine things to be a certain way and form broad agreements our imaginings do not need to be truth-based. I expect that largely the truth is lost in our imaginings and consent. The experience we imagine is peppered with incentive and reward for approval but what is lost is objectivity. Our true nature, which is obscured is also absolute. Regardless of what we foist upon it, it remains unchanged, unharmed, as truth can suffer no injury. Objectivity is marked by what is absolute and so it is as a key that can unlock the narrow gate and reveal our true nature.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

Soul Awakening

Thought can bind me in place. It is a spiderweb like matrix and I become fixed unable to refresh my perspective. Behavior is born of this condition and I develop a sense of certainty and comfort. We have common thought and perception that we share forming communities of support. New ideas are captured by this stickiness and in turn secure us in place. It is usual, I think, for people to be in this condition. We are known to use imagination to dress our self with a sense of independence all the while being quite stuck. As I work to extricate myself from my sticky comfort the stickiness and its persuasion would frustrate me. I need a new way to consider mobility if I am to navigate the human community while avoiding its adhesive persuasion. This new way of course would only be new to me as nothing can be or is new. The reconciliation of my temporal self with the boundless untethered embrace of spirit produces the soul in its temporal form. My soul is immune to the sticky nature of human preconception and imposition. It only knows truth and it is in truth that I am free of the adhesive condition of being human.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012