All Deception Fails in The Light of Truth

By my observation we are spiritual beings who have abandoned what is spiritual to the realm of collective denial. Carte blanche ignorance. A complete blackout. Our social contract, concerning our shared spiritual experience, releases us from all responsibility of the spiritual condition we share.

Well, not exactly.

Ignorance and its promise, denial, do mask what is our responsibility and that permits innumerable corruptions, shenanigans in our spiritual interactions. As I work to establish recognizable spiritual parameters, I find evidence of just that; shenanigans. When the fundamental spiritual agreement we share, is one of ignorance, what actually takes place between us and is spiritual, is easily perverted and manipulated.

Life is full of many joys and distractions that are fixed to our spiritual expression and experience. It is spirit that animates us. When we are happy or sad, angry or glad, a corresponding spirit fills us, motivates and animates us. Everything that produces behavior is spiritual, is spirit. There are underlying reservoirs, catches of spiritual influence that are our true spiritual source. The stuff we ignore to the point of denial.

The influence of ignorance and denial leaves many of us frightened of the underlying spiritual content of life. Instead of coming to terms with our spirituality, we have fabricated a fiction. That fiction is filled with supernatural beings, some of them scary monsters, and others, kind and generous. The monsters are nothing more than lies that none-the-less populate our shared interpersonal reality.

I imagine that there is an eternal conscious reservoir of being that gave rise to our sentience. The alternative, that life and awareness is some sort of biochemical accident that will disappear with time, seems absurd. I do not believe we gave rise to awareness and sentience, I believe it gave rise to us. Any eternal being would be absolute and therefore be kind and generous. That is because absolutes are inexhaustible. Compassion is an absolute as it can only know one measure, enough. It is inexhaustible. It is kind. It is generous.

False spirits are a dominate reality in our interpersonal relations. I run into their influence all the time. People are frightened of them, yet all they wield is influence. Satan’s, Demon’s and Devil’s, are false spirits. They can’t hurt you, but their influence can.

As I walk my spiritual path I find that it leads me to address Satan’s and their spawn. Just because they are real, doesn’t mean they’re true. Working to establish a tangible and true spiritual place to live, can not be complete without dismissal of the lies surrounding the truth. There is no lie without the truth. The truth sustains all and can suffer no harm by lies cast upon it. The lie requires the truth to exist, but the truth, has no use for the lie. While the lie would detract, in the end, it can only draw attention to what is true, as all lies are the failure of their own insignificance.

Unless I live as a hermit or otherwise hide my spiritual life from view, I am left to address the false spirits in the world around me. To speak truth in their presence.

Some years back I had the amusing experience of meeting a Demon. Demon’s thrive in tense difficult environments. In conflict. The conflict in this environment belonged to just one person but we all had to cope with it. It was a particularly tense day when I noticed, after everyone else had left, something moving about. It did not want to be seen so I decided to pursue it. I learned that Demon’s require the blackness of ignorance. They can not exist in the light of awareness and simply fade away into our collective denial. Into its blackness.

It is the same with any false spirit, you know, Satan’s and Devil’s. All deception fails in the light of truth.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist © 2018

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

The Four Faces of Azkeel

It is nice to be writing again and it seems I have found a new vein of ore to exploit, something to keep me writing for at least a few days. Satans. Stumbling on this topic it is easy to see why I have been at a loss for words. The shadowy darkness we share with Satans obscures perception and it is my association with them that is calling for attention. While some of us may pursue association with Satans, most fall in with them accidentally. Such has been my fate. Now that I see them, it is easy to understand the nature of my difficulties. There has been a certain stubbornness to my difficulties of late and Satans would certainly explain that. They thrive in darkness and shadow making it easy to remain ignorant of them while being embroiled in their influence.

I do not know that Satans exist outside of temporal realities and I have long suspected that we created them. I also wonder if their appearance is subjective or if they are all able to rotate their appearance. Is there some element of choice that allows them to appear in any one of the five forms that I recognize as Satanic. Perhaps I will have a more settled understanding when I have finished exploring the influence they represent in my life today. Today I will write about Azkeel.

Azkeel is an annoying presence. He is pressed tight against my person but knowing he is there I am able to recognize him. To see him. He is trying to hide in the shadow that my ignorance has provided for him. All Satans are able to wield a very intimate influence by confusing us. They corrupt our thoughts, feelings and sensibilities. We confuse their influence as originating without them. We begin to think that the way they are is how we are, all the while imagining they are not there, due to our ignorance.

Azkeel, as he appears to me today, has a barbed tail, is holding what appears to be a trident and looks as if he has horns on his head. He does not have horns on his head but he does have four faces and only shows one at a time. It is the profile of the faces he is not showing that gives the illusion of horns. He is a liar and a master of rational thought. He never stops talking but is so quiet that we think his speech is our own thought. He talks in circles that make sense, if we challenge him he quickly shows a new face and continues to weave his rational poison.

That is Azkeel, he is not happy and he makes a difficult companion. All Satans are able to achieve a closeness that lets us deny that they are even there. We consider our self the way that serves them. We blame ourselves and others for this, ignoring the constant persuasion of our shadowy companion.

Relations with Satans do not happen accidentally. We need to invite them, to give them permission. As soon as we do we grant them ignorance and pretend they are not there. It is all part of the bargain, our agreement with them. There are many ways to dissolve these agreements and I am doing it by writing about them. Violating the part of my agreement that is ignorance and exposing them. They protest and work to re-engage me but so long as I stand where I can see them they have no option except to retreat to shadow and darkness as I continue on my way without them.

One way we find ourselves in these shadowy relations is by poor choice. We get into a relationship, or a situation, that we feel is difficult and beyond our control. That creates the shadows where these things hide. They then begin the work of establishing the conditions that will give them longevity. They can not do this without us. We do all the work, they just persuade us. They are not to be feared, only recognized, as we walk away from them and reclaim the grace intended for us.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

The Way The Truth and The Light

Justice. The first gift of compassion is justice. Compassion simply knows no prejudice or boundary. Its status is; Always enough. It can not be exhausted. The gift of justice is truth but without compassion truth is the needle in the haystack. The gift of truth is light and we see as things actually are. Justice without truth lets us tell our self what we want to be true. The gift of light is who we are. Outside of the light there are only shadows and we only know ‘how’ we are.

In all of this compassion is the key, forgiveness is the gate and then we are able to see. This is the way the truth and the light. It is the path to spiritual living. It is my path and I have no place to go except to be there. It is easy to be distracted by shadows and give them chase. When we do, we fall from grace and in our concern about how we are, who gets lost. I am not sure if I can bring who I am into full realization but there are stories of people who have. I have been a confusion of reluctance and certainty in this regard. Except for the encouragement of lore there is no guide to do this. Stories of others, just like you or I, who have done it. For some reason I have always felt this is what I have to do. That certainty, historically, has stirred strong emotion and that has never helped. My tendency is to be angry that I should see things, believe as I do. That is a tiresome position that I hope to wear out or just walk away from.

Of course I doubt. That is of little help and as a shadow to give chase. Except for this notion that I have to do this I would have taken a different path long ago and had a very different life. I have never been able to shake this certainty, this sense of what I have to do. It is what drives me. When I am angry about it or otherwise distracted, it never takes me to a good place.

Who are you? What drives you?

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

The Valley of Shadows

I have operated on the principal that if I just keep plugging away, sudden realization would be inevitable, and, confidence born of success, that is itself success, would be revealed. Imagining the spiritual landscape, I already find myself in, as success, is quite different. The confidence I seek is to be comfortable in my spiritual skin. Specifically to be comfortable in the spiritual shadow-land occupied by temporal spirits. Where doubt and shame, ridicule and embarrassment, reign. I refer to the expectation found in human sensibility that doubts spirituality. Many are sure that timeless beings of spiritual constitution are nonexistent and our realm of temporal spirits is populated with the spiritual equivalency of that certainty. That is because we are spiritual beings in a temporal reality. As spiritual beings we are by nature creative and our temporal spiritual landscape reflects the collective product of that creativity. The most prevalent disposition concerning our spirituality is ignorance and we blissfully deny the spiritual condition we are in as well as our authority regarding that condition. The spiritual influences we create in turn produce an agreed upon perception of reality. Forty three years ago I decided I would not share my understanding of our spiritual nature. How I see who we are and who I am. My attitude was; Let someone else do it, why should I bother. After all it is no secret. The path is clear for anyone who would take it. In a world where people ignore who and how they are I was angry that I could see it. Worse than that I was driven to pursue it. I wanted nothing to do with myself or the world I found myself in. Why bother?

That rage did tear me up but I managed to survive. I do think that at times destiny is stronger than death and we survive what would otherwise kill us. To my amazement, I, like many others, have survived.

While recovering from the worst of my behavior, a motorcycle accident, I finally took up the mystic person I had always been and tried it on for size. If it had any merit it would prove itself. It did. That time is over and I fell from my spiritual comfort zone. The path I have chosen to restore it goes through the shadowy valley of temporal spirits. To walk in the open as a spiritual being. When I was last faced with this choice, forty-three years ago, I decided to rage against all creation, until by attrition I was dead. It did not work but the temptation to take up that rage again remains strong. After all, nothing has changed, I am faced with the same question; Will I take a spirit-walk as a public figure? To make an example of our true spiritual nature, in a very public way. Time will tell that story best and I still have some left.

Anyone who has been reading this blog must know by now that I write to prod myself into the open. To force myself to let go and simply be here now. Even if I have put it off too long and fall short, this is worth it. I am the same as you and anyone can see as I do. Someone else will do it If I don’t. I feel that much of my writing is circular, the same story over and over. I apologize, I really should get to the point and just do what I am here to do. Take my spirit-walk through the valley of shadows. Invite the spiritual beings who have no temporal origin to join me. They are very comforting, I know this from personal experience, but if I am not comfortable they can not join me. I am as yet undecided about it. I am looking for the decision that will change that.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist, ©2013

Spirit Walk

It is easy to enjoy a rich and rewarding spiritual experience, privately. Angels and Ascendant Beings are comforting by nature and quite capable of making themselves known. At least that has been my experience and the reason I am at ease stating that these beings do exist. That they are sentient, much like you or I, except, they have no temporal form. They do have temporal acquaintances and they have taken the initiative to introduce themselves to me. That is something that will make a person take notice. I did inquire as to the existence of these and the result was they made themselves known. What am I to do with such an experience? What would you do?

I came to accept it. I developed relationships. Today I work to restore those relationships. In keeping with that effort I find that the work involves a more inclusive spiritual domain. The world of temporal spirits. Spirits that depend on human beings to exist. By invitation, I introduce myself to the shadowy world that is the realm of temporal spirits. It has been my custom to banish most of this sort and that was easy work. They do not like the light or the beings that populate it. An easy way to help a person is to take a spirit-walk with them. Those spirits, unsuitable for the walk, are that way due to the light and they fade away. A spirit-walk is not a physical action. It takes place in a spiritual realm where spirits mingle.

There can be no true corruption because corruption is not true. Corrupting spirits are this contradiction. They are not true and it would seem that they know no permanence. Dependent entirely on temporal reality. You can see that the company of spiritual beings, unbound by temporal reality, is very comforting and the company of temporal spirits, not so much. Well we do walk in the company of these temporal spirits and while some of them are harmless, and even helpful, others are evil. All of these for the most part go ignored except that they wield influence and we are in turn influenced. We each, by our thoughts and behaviors, determine the nature of the influence that guides us.

I am beginning to learn that being open about my spiritual life agitates the temporal spirits. That is something I do not like and I have reacted negatively. Any negative reaction is like taking a firm grip when letting go is best. The influence chosen is negative. That is a good lesson and I hope I have learned it. It is good to walk in this shadowy valley and I will not be abandoned by the untethered spirits who are bound only to what is absolute. To God. Let’s not consider God so much as a deity. God, to me, is not so much what is absolute as much as what is absolute is of God. To know God, know what is absolute and let God express God’s self.

I do think that my aversion to such a high exposure of temporal spirits is the source of the repetitive sense of difficulty I wrote of in my last post. I actually wrote that post a couple of weeks ago. I was unable to give it a final edit until this morning. Instead I was swamped by providence. Having to sort myself out using imagery. Considering the word, successful, I imagined success. I began with the areas where failure seemed to be my consideration. I then met that, which seemed to be failure, with the notion of success and imagined success. What a refreshing change.

I do expect to bridge the spiritual world, that is untethered to temporal form, to the shadowy realm of temporal spirits, rendering that realm true. I have done it before but only privately. Recognizing a point of resistance, as I have, I think I am closer to getting it done.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

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