Christian Mystic's Thoughts, Also on Mystic Portal, from 2009

 

This post is from 2009 and followed the other post that I've posted here, also, of my then, also, so wanting to go through the mystic portal.  However, my own stubborn will persisted, including I suppose the bishop spiritual director at the time, who abandoned me after some strangers nearly broke my neck at mass later on; they thought I had died or had a stroke so meant well.... Then I relocated across the country at insistence from adult children that I move; and truly the doors were had closed in that location.  The Lord knew my inner that I was not yet satisfied that surely there was some temporal utilization for me in the temporal Church world--partly due to reading of mystics who did have such utilization.  Of course, there are others who did not at all, and even if were accepted in religious orders were often enough kept off in a cell or put through lengthy scrutiny, or if a priest mystic such as Padre Pio allowed to hear confessions and eventually to celebrate Mass--due to the public's insistence, popular demand!  So these are some of my thoughts back then when I could have been at this current point of having passed through but adapting, and thus far this Pentecost morning it is much physical suffering and otherwise annihilation, fullsome, and per some acceptances I've agreed to with His Real Presence.

During the night I knew what to pray, and I began in earnest.  I am praying for God to get me through the mystic portal.  That is all.  That is what is needed here.  I know He has closed even the tiniest of mouse doors of the temporal Catholic world, and all that remain is the mystic portal of the mystical Catholic world.

Getting ready to go to Mass on this Feast of the Annunciation.  Later will go to confession for my upset which is probably my own fault at not staying clear of the temporal Catholic world snares and the people who get fussy over a simple desire to donate a dozen muffins.  That is a very small mouse hole issue, and  will be the finale to muffins.

My spiritual director says God wants other of me than muffins, however humble they may be.

I must write, and at least it seems the Lord has cleared off the wee mousies who seemed fixated on scrutinizing what I write. [This refers to a CL603 hermit who, all-told, internet stalked, harassed, discredited my blogs and writings, and doxxed me.  I think I've figured out with this new blog site and not writing as hermit or hermit topic, that I've ditched her and her inner circle, most distracting and disagreeable situation.]  Perhaps they felt they were protecting the Church, and that is a noble motive.  But if they want to nibble, I suppose they may.  Once through the mystic portal, nothing will obscure the spiritual realities yet while one exists physically in the temporal, with temporal emotions and intellect.  All will be governed by the mystical love of Christ, His infinite soul.

Love will wash back through to this other side, and the waves will recede with them those who want to be there, out into the world, temporal, Catholic or otherwise.  But through the mystic portal is where love abounds and emanates, and that is where I need to be and all should desire.  This other is tormented foolishness.  Fly from its blurred entrapment.