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  • have you yet realized

    June 29th, 2024

    that the nature of magic

    is in the magic of nature?

    steep yourself in her waters long enough

    in holy dissolution

    and you will see your will

    your very spirit

    color the world around you

    to see the inside reflected outside

    Sun

    to see the outside reflected inside

    Moon

    to see the inside reflected outside

    Sun

    to see the outside reflected inside

    Moon

    to see the inside reflected outside

    Sun

    to see the outside reflected inside

    Moon

    move like the shores of the sea

    contracting inward

    her great majesty

    then pour forth,

    Shine benevolently

    for magic is in the breath

    that holy and omnipresent dance

    epitomizing the friendship

    of inner and outer

    the magic within is the magic

    without

    open your eyes

    your heart

    your soul your hands your mind

    in absolute adoration

    such is the magnetism of love

    the wondrous elements

    then permeate

    every fiber

    every cell of your being

    your neurons alight!

    electrified —

    you are a conduit,

    Venusian copper,

    your opening to the goddess

    your heartfelt admiration

    allowing two to meet

    she fills you

    and then your magic and hers

    are one

    and then synchronicity

    is about a secret conversation

    constantly taking place

    and you learn how to listen

    you see her hidden hand nudging

    gently carrying you, redirecting you

    and all is love —

    …

    existence itself, then,

    is inspiration,

    muse,

    and medium.

  • I love you

    June 28th, 2024

    I’ve said it time and time again 

    that the Philosopher’s Stone

    Is observation.

    To turn anything base

    into gold?

    It is rooted in seeing 

    the gold in all things

    The pure potential in all things,

    And in all beings.

    ~

    But first, 

    One must discover that center within —

    For like recognizes like.

    Come to union with that gold in your own heart,

    And then the gold held in the hearts of all beings is revealed — 

    And she is sublime,

    She is beautiful — 

    So,

    Then,

    What are we left with?

    The knowledge

    That the Philosopher’s Stone

    Is love — 

    Ultimate love.

    Forgiveness —

    Ultimate, all-powerful forgiveness. 

    ~

    Your eyes will gain a Midas Touch —

    This is love that cannot be escaped,

    For the goodness in inherent in all things

    And in all beings

    And in the hearts of all of mankind

    Will be revealed.

    ~

    Sunlight exists in all things 

    Sunlight animates all things.

    We all participate in Holy Communion every day

    Eating of the Son

    Drinking his blood of luminous plasma

    The wine of Spirit flows

    in all of our veins

    We are all at His mercy

    ~

    What is the tale of the prodigal son,

    But the reminder

    Of our dependence 

    on Father and Mother?

    The great humbling act

    ~

    What is this tale

    But an extension of the Fall?

    Escaping the Garden,

    And being met with one’s own folly —

    Humility precedes true greatness,

    For humility 

    allows us the ability

    To recognize true greatness

    And that it does not begin in ourself

    But that we can open ourselves to it

    Through its adoration

    ~

    This is why pride always,

    Always

    Comes before the fall

    For greatness flows through us

    But it is not us

    The greatest of us all

    Point the finger of adoration

    And direct its loving gaze

    Elsewhere

    ~

    Open your heart humbly

    And experience that redemptive touch

    Of the Father who sees Himself in you

    And you might be privileged enough

    To witness that same light

    In the hearts of all of mankind

    For we are all His children

    And to harm another

    Is to harm his beloved

    And that means you, too

    So love yourself and all beings

    For that greatest, ultimate benevolence

    Exists in the hearts of all beings

    All beings.

  • freakwhoseeks

    June 28th, 2024

    Such reckless wanderlust

    Instilled in me 

    by nature

    By virtue of being

    I am a seeker 

    My heart magnetized by greater horizons

    Ever free

    Ever looking

    Ever searching am I

    And what glories have I come to find

    But the greatest thing I have learned

    Is that the richest expanses exist

    In the hearts of mankind

    So search, search, forever search

    For the treasures that exist within

    For such beauty exists in the hearts

    Of all beings

    And I love all beings

    If you are reading this,

    Know that I love you dearly

    Know that the expanses within you

    Deserve to be witnessed

    Know that your heart is a treasure 

    that I adore

    Know that

    Even if I don’t know you

    I mean it when I tell you I love you

    And to think of you being your truest self

    Most authentic self

    Shining

    Gives me joy

    And I wish that on all beings

  • June 27th, 2024

    and all seems infused by a mystical essence

    a rose floods me with rivers of feeling

    leaves blowing in the wind can make me weep

    for as I’ve chiseled away at what veils my inner center,

    revealing the spiritual core within,

    so too do the veins extending through all things,

    From that one mystical heart of all creation,

    reveal

  • June 27th, 2024

    And after a descent into a valley

    Where I did find relics and treasures 

    to take with me on the journey ahead

    I ascend up that hill.

    my legs moan and groan

    With the weight of the climb.

    But now,

    The view from the top,

    Where I now sit,

    Before yet another journey begins,

    Fills me with joy,

    With perspective —

    With the childlike eternal joy,

    Of the Sun, eternal youth.


    Pure laughter

    Pure joy

    Pure, exuberant life. 

    I sit in lotus at the peak,

    And view a great expanse before me

    My own life

    The rising Sun before me

    With so much possibility and promise

    Green pastures and endless fields

    And a million different directions to run

    And with a smile I cry

    For as the Sun rises
    For,

    Listen closely,

    As the Sun rises,

    Does the ice melt

    And the waters fall

    And I smile.

    I just smile

  • June 27th, 2024

    And how I’ve learned 

    that life is about feeling 

    and that every action has an equal and opposite reaction

    So it requires intelligent foresight 

    to know 

    that embracing grief

    Is the act of planting seeds 

    of future ecstasy

    It takes intelligence to know

    That the heart must be tended to

    Like the Earth

    That life’s shittiness will make your spirit fertile

    great storms precede superblooms

    That death is part of the Mother and her seasons

    That, like Luna,

    we move in cycles and shed skin

    So the serpents that have been 

    appearing in my waking dreams

    Come as kin

    To let me know that,

    Right now,

    I am like them

    And they remind me

    That me 

    embracing this process

    Will make me 

    unrecognizable

    So I shed my skin

    I shed my skin

    And I shed the past

    And all it held

    For I need not be burdened, no.

    …

    Every piece of wisdom I gained

    Every single lesson I learned

    Every formative experience

    An entire year

    Is a seed

    And it is up to me

    To plant it

    And tend to it

    And let it bloom

    For its fruits await

    …

    And I eat of them now,

    And share with those I love.

  • The Hero

    June 26th, 2024

    Writing just because. 

    Sometimes I just need to get the words flowing. Sometimes, all you need to do is twist the faucet’s knob and trust that there is plenty of water waiting on the other side, desperate to come out, even if you cannot immediately see it. 

    So, here I am. 

    I love myself. What is self-love? Self-love, to me, is the recognition of one’s value. Often, those who are focused on the journey of growing in self-love are those who have been conditioned and trained to value the other at their own expense. They have often faced shame, taught that what comes naturally is to be met with consequences — that they should fear the natural unfolding of their self-expression. So, then, self-love is a corrective mechanism to wipe away the stains of the past, to step into self-empowerment, and to embrace their natural creative potential. To face and overcome the fear, to claim confidently, “I matter. My thoughts and feelings are important. I have just as much of a right to claim space as anyone else does.” Those on the journey of self-love are rarely on the path of making themselves above another — if that is what is happening, it isn’t a journey of self-love, but rather an unconscious yielding to fear, projecting the condescension they likely received in their early years out onto another, a form of wound you before you wound me — rather, they are on the path of making themselves merely equal in right to what they afford others. 

    So, then, self-love, in this regard, is saying I deserve to shine just as much as others deserve to shine. Self-love should not be arrogance, though to those without it, it may look that way. Envy of others is often inspired by seeing others express what it is that we wish we could express ourselves. Ideally, this should turn into inspiration and admiration — envy is a poisonous form of admiration — and it ideally would make us believe that we, too, can shine the way they shine, embrace our strength the way they embrace their strength, and help us move towards the fullest expression of our highest and most total self. However, if we have denied ourselves that, or been denied that — and still cling to those barriers and are not ready to face them — we might seek to rob the light of others, to encourage them to dim their own shine the way we have decided we must dim our own. This is the poisonous admiration in action — it has been said that love and hate exist on the very same coin. We could only envy something that we value. Bravery and courage would mean accepting that we, too, can step into our power the way others have — this is humility, humility that somehow is the starting place of excellence and greatness, for we must be humble enough to let others shine without condemning them for it, and to honor that their self-love is an invitation for us to do the same.

    My recent readings on the luminaries in astrology — Sun and Moon — by Liz Greene has told me that, when we step into our truest, highest, fullest, most beautiful, and authentic self — the gold of the Sun — the archetypal motif often necessarily involves the inspiration of envy in another. That, when we step into our role as the solar Hero, those who have allowed themselves to be small will try to squash our light the same way they have had their light squashed. They will project their own limits upon us. Therefore, in stepping into our own light and strength, we must not only overcome our own fears and self-imposed limitations, we must also be prepared to conquer the fears, limitations, insecurities, and judgements that the collective will likely place upon us. This is why the solar Hero necessarily is what it is — a hero — for they not only vanquish something for themselves, they vanquish something for others. 

    The truest and highest form of self-love, then, also necessarily implies love for others, for we can only brave the walls, barriers, boundaries, and shames others may try to place on us by loving them. We must not be afraid to shine our light into their darkness, without judgment, without condemnation, without meeting judgment with judgment, without meeting hatred with hatred, without meeting antagonism with antagonism, but rather telling them and showing them that the very same way I have allowed myself to shine is the very same way you can allow yourself to shine, too, and that, as a matter of fact, I would love it if you did. If they are not prepared to do this themselves, then they will call you any slew of names, and they will try to limit you — but know that this is the arsenal of ugly psychological content they have reserved for themselves, and that everything they throw at you, they throw at themselves. Never take their judgments personally. One who truly loves themselves also wants others to shine and to love themselves, too, because they know that others shining will never take away from their own shine. If one is totally satisfied and at peace with who they are, and if they are fully expressing every part of their whole and total being, then they will also be at peace with others doing the same. Only those who are not at peace with who they are, and who are not being their whole and total self, will feel threatened by others doing such. 

    This awareness serves as great and incredible power, for having such perceptive, psychoanalytical-slight-of-hand to recognize the roots of the behavior of those who oppose us makes it much less threatening, and may even inspire waters of compassion that are far superior to the fires of their malices.

    Ultimately, let it be known that this is why self-love is so fucking important — the principles of psychological projection necessarily imply that the way you treat yourself, you will treat others unwittingly, even if the last thing you want is to put others down. A self-love journey is also a redemptive journey for those around you. If you rescue yourself, you may also end up rescuing others in the process by granting them permission to shine, too. 

    This does pertain to romance. So often, the cliché is that we will naturally attract love from others once we begin to love ourselves; however, how can you truly be prepared to love on another, and be fit to handle their heart, if you will inevitably treat them the way you treat yourself, and the way that you treat yourself is not with loving kindness?

    Love yourself properly so that, when the time comes, you will be prepared to also do so for another.

  • June 25th, 2024

    it’s gotten to that point

    and quite frankly I adore it

    I lay on the bathroom floor and play worship music

    reaching my hands out to the heavens

    symbolically placing my burdens in the hands of Spirit

    I call out to the heavens

    and tell that highest Good He is all I want

    I tell Him I give my life to Him

    But that I also worship Her

    …

    I do believe in the Father

    but I also believe in the Mother

    and I want to be nestled between them

    I can’t believe I let this be taboo

    The feeling that comes into my heart

    when I hear people so full of the joys of the Spirit

    that they can’t help but sing it out

    I tell God he is all I want and I mean it

    for all my heart desires

    is goodness and love

    and I recognize I am powerless without help

    for I am a flawed human

    but that I can open myself up to that

    higher

    perfect

    divine love

    freely available to all

    and I swear,

    I feel new life circulating through my veins

    so grateful that at my lowest

    that highest goodness

    can lift me up

  • June 25th, 2024

    I will always rise again

    After being knocked down

    For I know how to do nothing else

    Such is the pattern of the Sun

    Such is the way of the Phoenix

    That mystical firebird that beats in my chest

    For there is too much to do

    Too much love to be shared

    The scales of my being will always rebalance

    I have too much natural joy

    And passion for life

    It is a privilege to be alive

    It is my dharma to be joyous

    The Sun shines

    The Moon reflects

    The fruits of my being 

    Are joy

    Love

    Laughter

    Grace

    And healing

    And I am always in season

    So I return to my center

    My loving center

    And I recall that universe

    That universe I gave birth to

    Within

    Paradoxical compositions

    Of antithetical elements

    I am a tree rooted in clouds

    I am water set ablaze

    I am a cooling fire

    I am completion

    Such is the natural bliss of my being

    Such is the grin that always cracks on my face

    With my hands clasped at heart center

    Cross-legged in lotus

    As my eyes close

    That inner eye opens

    So too does my heart

    Erupt 

    in a floral superbloom

    The solar system is my makeup palette 

    The luminaries my hair dye

    Gilded streaks

    Intertwine

    With silver highlights 

    My caduceus braids

    Reflecting the androgyny 

    of my spirit

    Venus shadows my lids with copper

    And Hermes’ wings line my eyes

    Oh, the widest crescent smile 

    steals my countenance 

    My soul is ready again

    My soul is ready again

    Oh, it is a time of celebration

    For my soul is ready again 

    to take flight

  • June 24th, 2024

    Yeah, I’m a M.A.N.! That means I:

    Menstruate

    Ask my besties how they’re doing emotionally

    Never let my friends think lowly of themselves

    Am gay

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