What do I mean by “practical mystic?” It is a term that came to me over the past few years as I have explored many spiritual paths in order to learn what is in concert with the teachings of Christ and with the experience of the early mystics of the Christian faith. Practical because for me (some would say because of my astrological sign of Cancer) if something of faith has no practical use then it has little intrest for me. Mystic because my mind and heart sing in the realm of the Holy Oneness of Being. The Jesus prayer (Om Jesu Christi Misereri Nobis) is the backround music of my waking and sleeping hours. Silence is the place I feel least alone and most at home.
This started when I was a little child, little more than a toddler. Probably before that. I have never not known this Holy Oneness, I AM but I have been at odds with I Am that I Am. I have felt used and elated, at peace and resentful,in love and abandoned by this One we call God. But I can not remember a time that I didn’t know that Jesus loved me and I him. I would visit the elderly and homebound as a small child, bringing them flowers from the field across the street. I would look in their eyes and listen to their stories and somehow know that they were going to be going back home to the place I came from when I was born. I wanted to be near them and to remind them that God loved them, to not be afraid. I think it worked.
I see this spark of godliness and holiness in every person I meet. Sometimes that has gotten me into trouble. It has led me to be a bit niave. And when someone doesn’t see that in themselves, they usually do not want to see it. I have learned the hard way to not try to make someone see what they do not want to see. Practical spirituality does require such disappointments.
This is my first blog ever. I thank my son for getting me started and I thank you, the reader, for taking the time to check in. PM
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