Inventory

Today as I take inventory, consider the effort I invest in my wellness and my condition of being, I accept that I have succeeded. I have had a very rich and satisfying spiritual experience. That time of my life was a private time that I shared only with close acquaintances. Now I have tackled a boogeyman, I have shared my spiritual aspirations. Exposed myself to whomever might have an interest. Where is the bridge that binds these two times of my life together as one experience here and now?

When I decided to create this blog I did have a plan. I thought if I conquered my refusal to be spiritually open, that would restore my health. That my spiritual life would once again thrive. I thought that was the bridge I needed to build, or discover. What more do I have to do? Where are my spiritual companions? What veil separates me from the spiritual richness that was once familiar?

This lost familiarity is where it can be realized by admitting my dislike of self. I dislike public recognition of my struggle. I do not think I should have to struggle. Truth is this struggle will continue and that is what upsets me.

This notion of dislike and struggle is an observation revealed by divination. It is true I continue to beat myself up and just why continues to elude me. The work I do to correct this condition is very informative. I consider its value to be indispensable and powerful, however, the sense of repair is short-lived and I find myself wrestling with the same discomforts repetitively. I have many tools to riddle such problems. I am well-practiced with metaphysics and I will guess that perhaps what seems a struggle to me needs to have a new consideration. I can not dislike what I have to do and be happy, glad. Am I being charged to find the joy and happiness I knew privately and make that public?

Having a rich spiritual life privately is not the same as doing it publicly and there are things about it that I have yet to learn. It is not the same and I suspect that the results are different. In matters of spirituality and metaphysics, my path and the problem I am trying to solve now, I will consider the Kundalini.

I am confidant that I have opened the channel. I do not consider the flow to be very strong. Light Gate is cloudy and that suggests an issue with its corresponding chakra Acquaintance, Acquaintance being the second chakra and Light Gate being the sixth chakra. The whole idea of the Kundalini is to bridge the three lower chakras to the three higher chakras by way of the fourth chakra, the bridge chakra, Compassion. Compassion first comforts the three lower chakras and relaxed they can seep through compassion and its attributes to the fifth chakra Truth and Justice or Sea of Justice / Seat of Truth. A person who endeavors to rest on this seat then recognizes a truer understanding of the corresponding chakra, the third chakra, Ego. Compassion is the lubricant that allows this to happen. Should Ego be accepted on truer terms then that produces a measure of enlightenment and Light Gate is made available. Light Gate corresponds to Acquaintance, the second chakra and of course the lubricant that binds these two, is again, Compassion. Once accepting Acquaintance and Ego on the terms dictated by Compassion, Truth/Justice and Light/Awareness, the seventh chakra, Spirit Gate is available. Spirit Gate corresponds to the first chakra Place/Flesh. Conception and Birth. This channel, The Kundalini, is the cycle complete. When we open it, rid it of clutter, soul meets form and mystery is no more. The simplicity between clutter, or not, is so delicate that we only recognize the difference after we succeed.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

The Content of Contentment

In matters of spirituality, spiritual living, what is possible? I know it is possible to calm my center, to loosen gravity and let go of disturbance to calm. I have done, am doing that. It works, but what then? I have quieted most of the noises that serve only to upset me. The idea is to replace all of that with calm and from that gravity, create, while growing a durable calm. I expect the calm to become my content and by its gravity to produce, content, that is both calm and prosperous. You see I believe in creation, that we are its master. That we create. Theoretically creating a calm place draws to me possibility. Clearly abundance is part of our existence and from abundance, prosperity. A calm prosperity, if calm is to be the place to be. Or a place of being.

To my ego this is unsettling. It wants control but I think it is confused, what ego needs is to be controlled, by calm. When not calm it finds anything to hide that, to control it. A career, a hobby, anything and we tend to ignore what is irritating us by letting ego take charge. It is not a bad thing it just is not what I want to do. I know my time here is very brief and so I look to see the flaws that make ego squirm and then, fix them. I think ego can then prove the magic of now, by being here now. By being calm.

Ego would achieve, but I would not. Ego needs to see the absence of achievement as what it wants, that it has no true control and being controlled is the control it seeks. Calm. I seek to receive what is, to allow it and from that create reality. I know that we create it all the time, but haphazardly. Ego runs amuck imagining control that it can not possibly have. That chaos is what we usually create. It need not be that way. I have many ideas as to what is possible when ego accepts calm and learns of magic, is here now and only now, calm. I believe it is the fabric intended to be worn by the soul but only if it is calm. Our eternal self, our soul, can then make an appearance in this time and place, now.

Wishful thinking? Perhaps. What else is a person to do? Have you got a better plan?

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2013

Me and My Ego

People fail to acknowledge that choice has magic. Instead their choice anchors past compromise entangling others.

In order that sustained resolve produces verifiable results, recognized independently to be credible, commitment by my public life is a must. Beginning with past missteps, establish myself, my known person, by my comfort and willingness to engage with anyone. Reveal to all who have an interest, my ability, beginning my life when I concede all excuses. Now; There is no more to explain, it is magic. Being what does exist, Now, proves my worth. Being at ease and openly expressing myself is new to me. I have a long history of making my opinion known and that implies a certain level of comfort in public circumstance. Socially and politically, I have a number of strong opinions. Anyone who knows me personally is unable to escape that. My apologies. The loudness of my opinion is an expression of inner conflict. What I really need to express is found on this blog and I have long been conflicted about making public, the life I live within. I have also long believed it is something I can not escape. As you can see, that is conflict realized. This blog represents my conquest to put the conflict to rest. If you have read my work you know that I have often mentioned the richness of my spiritual life. I expect to successfully end my conflict and connect the spiritual world I know with the shared experience of our animal life. In this transition the spiritual content of my life is distant. I believe it is due to the charge that I make it public, and the path I must cut so that spiritual beings can walk the animal world at my side.

I do believe that I have cleared my future of the obstacles that defeat now. Quite sure that task was finished well over a decade past. Recently, as mentioned here on my blog, I discovered past decisions that were fundamental to the development of my disposition. Having hid them quite well I was surprised to find them where they were. Sitting in plain sight waiting for this writing project and unfolding circumstance to remind me of a past in need of redress. I believe I have committed that redress and am moving along the newly cleared path.

The constant obstacle, in all such endeavors, is Ego. Our Ego develops in our world at a time when we are quite young. The Ego remains young, never quite growing up. It wants to guided, nurtured, loved. It is to be directed but often is the director. It is not intended to be such a thing and so it populates our life with weeds. You see the Ego is our personal garden and if we fail to care for it, the garden is weeds. Even if we should manage our garden into good health, when we slip-up, it always populates the landscape with the same weeds. Now in my life, I think the garden is clear. My tendencies remain, I fixed them in place as a young boy. I will see what I grow in this garden now, hoping to avoid whatever pitfall pretends to spoil me.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

Of Fate and Destiny

Concerning destiny, how is destiny realized? We are given direction by our silent observation detailing where we hail from and return to. Along the way we choose many fates, the consequence of choice past and future, yet destiny is somehow greater than that. Destiny is the canvas on which we paint our fates. The realization of destiny, is fate, resolved as the expression of destiny as fate. When our choices, past and future, represent where we hail from and return to, a clarity of purpose is realized, the authority that is destiny empowers, releasing us from the burden of pointless fates, and destiny becomes the expression of our fate. Realizing destiny is an act of surrender, a willingness to accept the consequence that is without our design but rather that which designed us. Something more powerful, something truly durable and independent of pointless fates.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012

The Identity of Christ

Reveal, using mystic calculus, the identity, capability and person of Christ. OK. In my usual way I pulled that sentence, word by word… from where? It is actually a topic I like to avoid, at least publicly. If I keep the rage calm perhaps I can breach even this topic. It is my rage, concerning this, that muddies the water rising a cloud to obscure what would otherwise be obvious. I know the identity of Christ. It is the nature of Christ that we all know this, Christ, is simply known by all. We just find our own way to muddy things up and avoid the issue. Anyone who brings divine living to fruition is Christ. It is not a matter saintly action, it is just matter of fact. Bring to the temporal reality, the temple of flesh, blood and bone, he who is. The human soul. Make the temple a place where the soul is who and how you are and Christ walks and talks. Secrets are no more. All mysteries fall away.

There, that was easier than I thought it would be.

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

Wardrobe Planning

On considering the composition of myself, as I find myself today, I see my wardrobe has become outdated and ill-fitting. Past decisions are now poorly suited for what I have to do. As I fashion my new image the materials I have to work with are present by the choices I have already made. These choices can not be discarded and I am charged to create, to make the choice that suits me best. The old clothes are baggy and fitted with pockets, excuses or permission to get to it later. What I find in my pockets would own me and it, or they, fashion the cloth I find in my wardrobe. I find that the old clothes are baggy in order to accommodate my collection of spirit and that collection of spirit wants to maintain the home my wardrobe has become. As I dress myself for the day these work to fashion myself as I had been. On considering the spirits that would clothe me I discover that the choice I make creates a path that leads away from them and it is a new landscape that becomes my clothes. I come to see that the cloth I created was unnecessary and that providence alone suits me best.

The time to choose is constant and my improved choice allows the spirits I allowed to craft my poor wardrobe to carry it off, along with themselves, into the void of darkness. This creates a buoyancy and I begin to draw in light. In this light spirits of a different nature are found and I find that the clothes I chose are not needed. I have nothing to hide or cover up. There is nothing to be protected from. To be in this community, to find myself this way, I am only asked to choose. When I choose the clothes for which I have no need the choice creates a place. A place such a wardrobe is needed for. When I choose to let that go I find myself in the place I am created for and a part of the community known to all who travel there.

Michael, The Mystic Tourist ©2012