Upon waking, I realized I felt like reading my friend’s manuscript… finally. He had sent it with me on my vacation, hoping I would read it on the plane and have feedback for him upon my return home. I did not read en route, however, due to the minor but constant random vehicular motion...Read more
Aspiring Mystic Blog
The Aspiring Mystic blog is a collection of personal stories of first-hand experiences of challenge and insight native to walking the mystical path. All stories are factual and true as experienced by the author.
Each Aspiring Mystic blog post contains two parts:
- The Art: A personal experience of insight or other sharable significance, true as recalled by the author
- The Science: Explication written by Sacred Reality staff examining one or more issues demonstrated in the personal experience that universally impact everyone's journey of self-inquiry along the mystical spiritual path
The art sections of the blog posts are available to all. The science sections are written for Sacred Reality members: those who feel personally supported by the way Sacred Reality discusses the truth of being human and who thus feel good about giving a little something to support the ministry in return.
So, read, explore, enjoy. If it resonates and you want to become a member, welcome!
The other day, I had a spontaneous turn around in how I see my body. I think what comes next in this piece might be a slightly taboo topic. So, I’ll handle it with tact, and hopefully we can all be adults about it. :)
I had always viewed the various liquids and solids my body...Read more
I've always had a love for Jesus. But not in the religious sense. I was never religious nor was I ever raised that way. I think this affinity became known to me around the age of 6 or so. I can't really explain where it came from. It just was.
As a young girl, I just assumed...Read more
I was driving down the road one day, pondering. By pondering, I mean considering subjects within the theater of my mind and feeling what I can see deeper about them intuitively. Driving is great for that.
On this day, I was reflecting on the fact that there seems to be a rather...Read more
I rent a barn and eight acres of someone’s farm where I stable my horse and another horse that is boarded with me. I care for both horses myself daily. So daily, I drive my truck into my landlord’s driveway and park off to the left by the barn.
For the first few years of renting...Read more
"Can you forgive him?" he asked me.
I sat in silence slightly stunned and numb by the question. No one had ever asked me this before.
Within moments, those words… that question… started to create sensations that traveled throughout my nervous system. Something was...Read more
Writing offers a level of reflection that just doesn’t occur any other way. When I chose to write about seeing my horse, Rose, early one evening instead of going to tango, I chose to write it because I felt it important and worthwhile to share. It was a very clear example of what it’s...Read more
One morning, I went out shopping for a few necessities before breakfast. This means my brain was not really up and running yet. The morning is a lovely time of innocence, like before the fall of man… my personal inner Garden of Eden. Since my brain takes a while to get going, I have a...Read more
It was something about the hornets. It was something about what they did after I got stung. It was in their behavior. Something about it intrigued me. It left an impression on me. It changed me and I could feel it. I just didn’t know what it was yet or exactly how it happened. As I...Read more
Since my last writing, it has been significantly more natural for me to remain in feeling touch with my core. This is specifically because, in my last writing, pieces that I had wrong for decades I put together correctly at last. I recognized that imaging… my own...Read more