I have been working on putting materials together for a new class I am teaching in April 2016. Some of it is recycled but some of it is new material so I was online doing some research. One of the things I came across in my search made me pause and reflect.
Humans, maybe just Americans?, like to categorize people. White, black, latino, Catholic, Christian, Jewish, etc. etc. etc. I don’t think of myself that way. I tried to not raise my children that way either, because I believe, deeply and profoundly, that we are all created by the Creator and that we will all return to the Creator when our time here is done.
Categorization, in my opinion, leads to discrimination. Having been a female all my life, growing up in the time before millennials, there were plenty of instances I was told to “go away, go sit down, get out of here” because what I was interested in was not “a woman’s topic”. My parents were guilty of that as much as anyone around me.
So when I get labeled I get worried, I get defensive, and then I think because those are fear reactions. What am I afraid of? What part of me needs healing? What do I need to do to get past gut reactions and embrace a new layer of comprehension and closeness with the Creator?
I realize for some people that being able to identify themselves as one thing or another can lead to them feeling Empowered. Whatever that means by their definition. For me, whenever I get labeled I get awkward, for I know I am never “just” that thing that is being used to describe me.
I know it is helpful in my business aspect to have a title that says “this” is who I am. It helps clientele sometimes know what I do, but it also opens the door for them to ask me more questions about what I can do for them personally and being one in Service to the Creator this is beneficial.
I am not really saying anything earth shattering here. I believe that most introspective Seekers will ponder these type of thoughts at some point in their spiritual path. Who am I is a very important question to ask – one of the most common that starts individuals onto the path of questioning authority and seeking that which fills the gap within them that aches to be filled.
I have had to learn to accept various titles as I went through my career. Some were business titles, some were titles I used to develop my business. Now I have just reached a place where I realize that what I am is not a title. It could be an adjective or a verb, but it is not a title. I believe this is what I wanted to be when I “grew up”, but the truth is that I have always been this. I just needed time to heal and grow and own all parts of myself.
I am a mystic – my Guides have told me this for a long time. I don’t need any other titles or labels. Mystics fall outside of religious norms, though I believe there are mystics in every religious environments. Over human history some were cherished, some were supported, some were reviled, and some were murdered in the name of a chosen religion. But each sought a closer relationship to the Creator in their fashion.
You cannot take a class to become this. I did not “plan” this – it is either part of your life path or it is not. It does not mean people cannot adopt practices that mystics use to advance their own closeness to Spirit for all benefit from a close connection to Spirit.
By definition, a mystic is a person who seeks by contemplation and self-surrender the goal to obtain unity with the Divine; one who believes in the spiritual perception of truths beyond the intellect. These are goals all can attain. Historically, mystics were prophets – those who could hear and interpret the Word of God; some had visions and others spoke directly with the Creator or the Angelics.
Please note I said with – it is a conversation, not a dialogue. Many speak to God or the angels, but they don’t hear the response. Some because it is not possible as it is not their give, for others it is because they won’t allow it to happen, and for others yet it is just because they don’t believe they will get a response. Others still hear a response but because it is not the one they want they ignore it, and diminish themselves and their faith every time.
I communicate with the Angelics, the Creator, Ascended Masters, Light Beings, Guides, Departed Ones, and I can, but choose not to communicate with Detritus, Demonics, and even Lucifer. All beings have a voice even if their language is not pleasing. I see life differently than many individuals, including those in the New Age environment which I feel aligned to, because of what I See and Hear daily. Does this make me special?
I don’t think so. I believe we are each special for I know that each life path has been approved and blessed by the Creator. If this is so, then how could not each human be special? I had a client ask me recently if we are all special then does that not mean that none are special? And I replied that this was not true – that we are each special.
And I mean it. I believe this. When I commune with the Divine I know that all is perfect and that we each will return to the Creator in our time. While here we can only strive to connect as is possible. Each human has Gifts and Abilities. And each human was designed to be able to commune with the Creator.
Some commune through traditional religious practices. Some commune outside of traditional religious practices. Others choose to not commune as is their free will choice. I respect that free will choice even though it is not what I choose because I respect the right of each individual to live his or her life on this planet as they choose.
As I have struggled over the years to make sense of my life, I have never felt 100% certain that I was where I needed to be. I have physically moved through seven states and never felt quite as if I was “home”, always seeking that part of me which yearned for a place where I belonged.
In realizing my place in this world, in accepting my role as a mystic, I no longer feel that yearning. It may come back, one never knows all the parts of one’s path. But at this moment I have come home and my place is with the Creator and all I feel is Joy.
© 2016 Julia Knickerbocker ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
© 2016 Julia Knickerbocker ALL RIGHTS RESERVED