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Being A Mystic ~ Part 5: Rumours of Glory

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , on June 19, 2013 | Leave a Comment »

 

 

Rumours of Glory

Rumours of Glory

In my last post I examined the role of Love and Will on our journey into Mystery, that which lies beyond our space-time experience. Having seen ego for what it is, a misguided and over the top defender of perceived Self, we now have the ability to step back into our spirit Self and observe from afar our little psychic games. This ability to detach from ego’s script and let the narrative of Truth come our way, is the key to being a mystic.

So with this newly discovered ability, energised by Love and Will, the gifts of Spirit Breath, what’s next on the Path of Discovery.

May I suggest that we gather together our new perspectives and focus them on the world that swirls around us viz Nature and its inhabitants. This space-time playground that we find ourselves in is truly a mysterious and awe-inspiring place for those with the eyes to see. In our normative state we run around doing our thing, trying to survive in the jungle painted by ego. Our level of unawareness is the treadmill that keeps us hooked  on ego, the trainer who will get us there, even if it kills us.

Human reason is great for analytic discovery but unable to take us to the essence of what lies before us. Classification has its place in human affairs but not in the world of spirit, where something else is required to touch base with Ultimate Reality. This ability to see beyond our world of separation is the gift of the mystic and poet.

So how are we to progress as we awaken to the nature of Nature?

We’ve hitherto learned to observe without judgement on both our outer and inner worlds. Let us now observe from our I Am with the eyes of innocence, the eyes of Being, the eyes of a yet uneducated infant. Let’s step back from categorical knowledge and labelling to the sensory world of presence. As we do we’ll begin to sense a deeper Reality, one that lies behind this world of form, a first step into the Unknown where we are known.

Please let me illustrate with a little example from my own experience.

Last week whilst walking my wee dog Suki I came across a wild rose-bush growing at the side of a hedgerow on a country path. Normally I would have given it a momentary look, classified it as beautiful and quickly moved on. But this time something deep within drew me to the bush to smell the multitude of white fragile blossoms that clothed its rampant frame. The sweetness of perfume that hit my sense of smell worked its wonders deep within my psyche-soul. I was being touched, by something greater, something more than the rose.

A Voice within asked me to stand back and observe the wholeness of the bush without the labelling of my scientific mindset. No longer was the rose-bush a simple rose-bush but a messenger, a channel of something from beyond. As I stood, sensing the holiness of the moment, I felt a tear welling up from the depths of my being, wanting to emerge from my inner Self. Emerging onto my cheek in the summer sun another quickly followed as I felt a Love beyond words. This fragile portal to another world, this delicate beauty, an entrance for my visitor from beyond. I stood and wept and wondered, Suki watching me intently from below.

I’d got the message. I was not alone. I was not only ego but part of something sublime that could choose to visit through the energy illusion of form, a wild rose-bush on an English summer afternoon. The pressures of my ego world dissolved as I moved on to wander and to gaze.

That evening an almighty thunder storm hit Lincoln, bathing the parched landscape with its watery torrents. I thought of my friend, the bush.

Next day Suki and I paid a return visit. Looking slightly bedraggled, with white frail petals skirting the ground around I wondered. Had the bush lost its magic in the deluge of the forceful rain. Beckoned to a broken bloom I smelled once more; the scent of Silence remained, ready to travel inward once more to heal and to reassure. I wept again as the Voice within spoke.

‘You are more precious than this fragile rose, this flower of the field that touches you with my Love. The storms of life may come and go, but you, like this delicate messenger, cannot lose the fragrance of my Being.’

I stood and gave my friend a final look. An energy seemed to flow between us, one alien to the world of  botany and scientific definition, a common bond, a rumour of glory.

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The Pearl

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on May 8, 2013 | 5 Comments »

The Pearl

The Pearl

‘A pearl of great price lies deep within.

The result of the Divine Dance that birthed our Being.

Life has polished it so that it may shine through into the darkness of our conscious mind.’

Dylan Morrison

Let me be frank!

Somewhere within the mundane mess of life there lies something very precious indeed; something hidden to our fragmented psyche-soul, commonly referred to as the ego; something hidden to our imposter persona, the mask with which we face the world and, more often or not, often ourselves.

In our youth we regularly rode off like the delusional Don Quixote to conquer our much desired windmills, the manifestations of our utopian dreams, our victories in the one- upmanship battles of life. Winning some and losing some was the name of our passionate game, our sense of reality in this space-time sea of opportunity.

And yet, even in the intoxicating elation and depression of such a psychic game, there sometimes appeared, totally without warning, a little glimmer of something other, something totally other. Unknown to ego, this teasing treasure was the goal of our frantic search all along, this little deposit of Divine essence.

By its very Nature, Divine Love cannot help but share itself, creating something of itself in all that it births; rumours of glory or reflected Presence if you like. The One Way overflow of  such a giving Other is somewhat hilarious if it wasn’t so profoundly awe-inspiring. A God with no concern for the security of uniqueness, the illusionary jealousy that fuels our own survival egos.

Partnering itself in the Divine Dance, the Source of All flings the essence of its Being into the Void of Nothingness, the seed bed of our beginning, the womb of the Transcendent Morning. A fire is lit in the tinderbox of compressed energy, one that will burn into Being, the Being of Self, the reflected I AM.

And so we enter this Mystery, this darkness disguised as light, with an insatiable hunger in our hearts for reconnection and knowing. In the Nighttime of our Journey we bump into the obstacles set up by ego, those stumbling blocks that shout their message of despair and hope. ‘Not here,’ they call out in their skewed integrity, ‘The One you search for lies beyond.’ Like a seemingly endless game of Cosmic pin-ball we bump from one dark friend to another until the time has come.

Ego lies exhausted at the feet of Presence. The Divine process has done its thing. Something catches our desperate I, an inner glimpse of Light, a constant and persistent  luminescence that will not yield to the death wails of our fractured psyche-soul. The Time of Unveiling has come; the fiery Pearl within takes its place in the darkened throne room of our conscious mind. The lights have finally come on in the reason filled corners of our thought filled understanding.

The days for chasing religious, spiritual and philosophical windmills have come to an end. We have come Home.

The Nazarene smiles.

Dylan’s Author page ~ http://www.amazon.com/author/dylanmorrison

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Speaking In Tongues

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , on May 1, 2013 | 14 Comments »

Speaking In Tongues

Speaking In Tongues

Nothing divides the religious world as much as the slightly spooky practice of speaking in tongues. Those of the Reformed tradition believe it to be obsolete for those on the spiritual path. If you’ve got the Bible that’s all one needs, apart that is from a trained pastor teacher to feed you its gems! Meanwhile Pentecostal and Charismatic Christians burst into tongues at the drop of an ecstatic hat, before trying to sell you the experience! No wonder the non-Christian world shies away from such opposing camps, declaring ‘Thanks, but no thanks!’

Many books have been written for an against the modern psycho-spiritual phenomenon known as tongues speaking or to give it its more respectable Greek name glossolalia. In this little post I’ve no intention in arguing my way through the theological minefield of trying to prove the validity or spurious nature of such a religious practice. For like a well-loved security blanket, the proponents of either side of the argument are highly unlikely to change their minds. Rather I wish to briefly examine the psycho-spiritual practice from a slightly different perspective.

First, let me come clean!

I am a tongues speaker even after all my painful experiences within the somewhat wacky world of Charismatic Christianity. My disillusionment with the vision and often dysfunctional, hierarchical practices of faith groups within that particular religious stream have surprisingly not shifted this most unusual of psycho-spiritual phenomenon. Many of my fellow ex-Charismatics dumped their tongue many moons ago as they ran back into the security of conservative Christianity or into the freeing wilderness of non belief.

Let’s face it; speaking in tongues doesn’t have a good press. Wide eyed fanatics dancing wildly in little wooden churches while belting out their glossolalic utterances to all and sundry, do tend to make the casual onlooker extremely nervous. Send for Ghostbusters is one’s instinctive reaction! Yet, the experience of being in a crowd of well-behaved tongues singers is a most uplifting and somewhat spiritual high; one similar to tuning into the most beatific of Gregorian chants. There is definitely something to this phenomenon, but what?

Let me come at this question from the angle of mimetic desire and the freedom of the Queendom of God. In our day-to-day consciousness, ego or fragmented psyche is never far away. When pressure situations unexpectedly confront us our little ego warrior is always there to protect us, albeit by demonizing the other, the one blamed for our fast approaching catastrophe. The fight or flight connection within the neural programming of our magnificent brains works hand in hand with our ego advocate. It looks like we’re stuck with such a reflex response to perceived if often illusory danger. Or are we?

St. Paul, the most prolific tongues speaker in the early Yeshua movement has an interesting take on things. He claims that glossolalia is a verbal expression of the human spirit; a psycho-spiritual link joining the Divine Spark within to the Divine Fire without. In my previous posts I have suggested that experiential salvation has less to do with escaping a fearful firy hell and more to do with our release from an internal psychic prison, viz. our skewed desire center and its ego ally.

May I suggest that tongues speaking is a psychic switch, a tool to unhook us, if temporarily, from the dominance of our conscious mind and its default desire settings. In other words, the voluntary act of speaking in an unlearned language is a form of desire detachment, a realignment with our spirit I AM, and subsequently, a contact with the flow of Divine Presence. The tongue is somehow tuning into the Divine channel, whilst leaving behind the internal wiring of desire conflict. Without being in a frenzied state of abandonment, the tongues speaker has consciously switched into an altered state of consciousness, one where they retain control but have a psychic space in which to breathe, free from the chatter of our competing sub-personalities.

So where does that leave us?

Well, for me, the gift of tongues is a psycho-spiritual ability to detach and connect. To detach from the swirling desire Matrix in which we swim. To connect to our core Self and its Mother Ship, Divine Love. Best done in private methinks and well away from the show biz setting of the TV evangelist and their somewhat hypnotised followers.

Dylan’s Author page ~ http://www.amazon.com/author/dylanmorrison

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Paulianity?

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on April 18, 2013 | 8 Comments »

Paul ~ the chosen One or one among many?

Paul ~ the chosen One or one among many?

Some days I wonder what today’s Yeshua movement would be like if Saul, the persecutor Rabbi hadn’t fallen off his Damascus Road donkey. Suppose the Jewish scholar-policeman had just ‘pulled himself together’ and spurred his trusty ass on towards another religious roundup; how would the Way, later to morph into Christianity, appear in 2013? Call me strange but this somewhat unsettling quirky, what if thinking seems to be part of my Irish psycho-spiritual makeup, so please bear with me!

Many today believe the true Gospel or Good News to be the pure revelation of God as expounded in the writings of Saul. Their reasoning goes something like this:

Yeshua came to teach the Kingdom of God, it was largely rejected by his listeners, and so God and he switched to plan B, that had really been plan A all along viz. his death and resurrection. So far so good to a point. In the early days of the embryonic, Jerusalem, Yeshua community it would appear that his followers, including his ex-disciples didn’t get it quite right! Except for Stephen that is  for he, like Yeshua before him, drew the mob violence of the religious establishment upon himself, becoming the first so-called Christian martyr, for only Truth tends to draw the raging genie out of a highly polished sacred lamp.

Yet, the reasoning goes that God still hadn’t got His perfect message out! Even though the Jerusalem gang had lived with Yeshua during his space-time mission and had  been taught by him post resurrection over many days, a finer intellect was needed, one who would really get it.

And so we arrive at Saul, aka Paul and his stumbling attempts to understand the One who’d knocked him off  his perch as Temple sponsored Inquisitor in Chief. The big transformation in Paul however took place somewhere else, one where most of his old religious paradigm seems to have rapidly gone down the metaphysical drain. This Pauline womb of creativity appears to have been the Arabian, or more accurately, the Jordanian desert, where the new convert claimed to have been caught up into the Jewish Third Heaven and granted unspeakable glimpses of Ultimate Reality. This is where Paul professed to have gained his insights into the whole Yeshua phenomenon, later described by him as my Gospel or Good News‘.

Later writing to his fellow Yeshua followers in Galatia, the new apostle claimed not to have received his teachings from Peter and his Jerusalem friends  but directly from the risen Yeshua. Clearly then, the converted Rabbi was what is commonly called a mystic, one who receives direct revelation from Divine Source, rather than the status quo teaching of his contemporaries.

So what, if any, is the big problem?

Wasn’t Paul clearly sent along to lift the message of Yeshua and his former disciples to a whole new level, one that the Gentile would could accept without all those painful Jewish disciplines such as circumcision? Let’s face it; which of us men wouldn’t have signed up to be a Paulian?

Well, looking back at things from our 21st century perspective it’s hard to see the problems, but problems there certainly were once Paul added his mystical mix to the existing Yeshua mythology. Many of us have observed hints of the religious rivalry within the early Yeshua movement as described in the book of Acts, a Pauline stream account of the tensions between his followers and the fledgling movement’s elder statesmen back in Jerusalem with their particularly Jewish take on their risen leader. Let’s be honest: there must be a wee bit of Pauline propaganda in Luke’s Acts narrative; no-one writes to paint their charismatic leader as a ‘heretic’ but rather the bearer of a superior revelation, one that surpasses the previously accepted take on spiritual reality. Paul, In reality Paul was only one among many interpreters of the whole Yeshua event, those who jostled for the label of God sanctioned teacher. The early Yeshua movement was I’m afraid, not one big happy family but a collage of metaphysical takes on the revolutionary Nazarene, one with it’s all too obvious tensions and rivalries.

Three centuries on the Pauline interpretation of Yeshua’s execution and resurrection were later confirmed by the Constantine instigated Counsel of Nicaea as Christian with letters accredited to his authorship later included in the accepted Canon of Holy Writings, known as the New Testament.

So what’s the big deal you say?

Well, may I humbly suggest that Paul’s writings have gained a super status position within Reformed Theology and its modern love children viz. evangelicalism and its Pentecostal and Charismatic offshoots; one that is, all things considered, spiritually unhealthy. Having been raised to the level of Sacred Scripture, Paul’s metaphysical musings infer that the Gospel narrative accounts of Yeshua’s life and teaching don’t quite reveal the Mysteries of the Cosmos. The Tao/Logos in human form did not fully reveal all that needed to be revealed. Neither in fact do the other relatively recently discovered accounts of the early Yeshua movement, in the form of the so-called ‘Gnostic Gospels’.

Am I suggesting that we shouldn’t read Paul’s or his disciples’ take on Yeshua. No not at all. There is clearly something rich and unique within his narratives that reflect the awe and wonder of the mystical Yeshua, the Cosmic Christ to borrow a New Age term. Rather, what I am suggesting is that we have ignored the Gospel narratives, both canonical and excluded, at our peril. Our spirituality has been based on Pauline interpretation, giving us a one-sided limp on our pilgrimage home. Personally I believe that all that we require to come into mimetic salvation with the Divine Source is contained hidden within the overly familiarized Yeshua accounts within the accepted Gospels.

May I humbly suggest that God didn’t grab Rabbi Saul to be ‘the’ authentic interpreter or indeed founder of ‘Christianity’, as many modern Yeshua followers subliminally believe, but to paint a uniquely colored stroke on the multifarious canvas of Divine Truth.

So let’s dip into the rich variety of religious writings that abound around the person of Yeshua rather than remain Paul freaks. To do so will make us more sensitive to our own inner Journey and that of those around us. Life, especially the spiritual life, is full of surprises.

Dylan’s Author page ~ https://www.amazon.com/author/dylanmorrison

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Spiritual Abuse ~ The Big Bang

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on March 6, 2013 | 8 Comments »

Spiritual Abuse ~ The Big Bang

Spiritual Abuse ~ The Big Bang

In my last post I looked at how many of us escape spiritual abuse through the painful process of group expulsion. Born of metaphysical mimetic desire and the resulting conflict with our psycho-spiritual Model, we are scapegoated out of the ‘safe’ environs of the abusive group into a desert of aloneness and disillusionment. Yet surprisingly it is here that we begin to discover that the expulsion is in fact a blessing in disguise. It provides us with a vital break with the imitative desire field of the group and its charismatic leaders; the first step on the road to recovery and inner healing.

In today’s post I wish to examine another phenomenon, whereby we are ‘sprung’ from the prison of spiritual abuse and its psychological control, viz a transpersonal crisis. Such a crisis is an outer event that cuts across our status quo world view, particularly with respect to God and his dealings with us.

First let me look at the mindset that keeps us within the abusive group in the normal events of every day life. Such a paradigm sees life as a battle between God and the Devil, interpreted in the group context as us versus the Devil.We are programmed to expect difficulties along the spiritual road as interpreted by the group and its teachers. At any moment the dark opposition may strike and render us wounded or more alarmingly faithless. To lose one’s faith or connection with the Divine as portrayed by the group is the member’s worst nightmare but a real possibility if the groups direction or practice is ever questioned.

Conformity to leadership structures and the Model’s vision for the community is  vital in keeping the Devil from the door. Stories of the narrow Way and the wide road to destruction are insidiously dusted off from time to time to keep any wandering sheep from thinking for themselves. Such alignment of Biblical imagery with the group’s social control narrative  keeps the unsuspecting devotee on his spiritual toes, in a subliminal anxious state. The hypnotic message is clear: to leave the group is to leave God – both unthinkable scenarios for the enthusiastic group member.

Such a narrative allows for outside events to be quickly interpreted in light of  community thinking, thus drawing the ‘attacked’ member further into the arms of God, the ultimate group sponsor,the Big Divine Daddy who smiles on the wonder that is the abusive community. This buffer or shock absorber can handle many of life’s day-to-day events, allowing the devotee to continue in the ‘safety’ of the subliminally abusive community.

So what can break through the psycho-spiritual defenses that such a dualistic war narrative provides?

Simply put, only the real life equivalent of a psychic atomic bomb, a transpersonal crisis.

Divine Love in its boundless compassion, allows for a life changing event to take place, one that will blast the abused believer out of the gravitational field of  group desire and belief. A dark, painful event that explodes the myths of many years, the mindset that locks the believer into the cosy Utopian world of the abusive faith community.

The energy required to deprogram us from our long-held psycho-spiritual beliefs and group involvement is directly proportional to the pull of their desire fields. For those victims of mild spiritual abuse, a smaller ‘crisis’ is required; for those at the cultic end of the abuse spectrum an extremely dramatic and debilitating crisis is required.

When such a crisis occurs, it will prevail – the believer will never be the same again. Everything will be questioned, sometimes even one’s sanity. The religious ego’s defense mechanisms fall before the strength of such an unexpected psychic blast, the Big Bang that will eventually lead to the creation of a rewired psyche, one able to feel once again the tender touch of Divine Love.

In my own experience, the sudden and totally unexpected death of my baby son Ben, was the Big Bang that lead to my eventual departure from my Irish Charismatic, Shepherding group. My wife, Zan, and I, hung on for a few more years but the cracks in our psychic dam first appeared on that gloomy, tragic Sunday afternoon back in 1984; the day that our Covenant God seemed  to have broken His contract with zealous worshippers.

I’ve never once believed that God took my little firstborn son on that fateful January day as suggested by many Christian friends at the time, those trying to paper over our embarrassingly raw grief. To do so would be a mistake, one that turns the God of Yeshua into a monster who commits infanticide. Yet, as I sit here today, I can see how Divine Love took the worst  that life could throw at me and wove  a beautiful tapestry, one that has a profoundly intimate message both for me and my readers. Ultimately, as Lady Julian of Norwich said, ‘All is well, all shall be well and all manner of things shall be well’.

The escape from spiritual abuse is often one of deep pain and debilitating confusion, yet an opportunity that we cannot afford to miss. To retreat back into the apparent safety of religious control is a psychic dead-end; a graveyard that claims the corpses of those created to fly with the wings of Spirit Breath.

My advice is run and don’t look back!

Dylan’s Author page ~ https://www.amazon.com/author/dylanmorrison

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The Divine Touch

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on January 12, 2013 | 16 Comments »

The Divine Touch

The Divine Touch

Throughout history, the mystics of all religions have experienced a Divine Communication beyond words. Today we in the Western, and indeed world-wide, religious environs are constantly bombarded by a multiplicity of words. The proliferation of mass media has been an answer to the spiritual teacher’s prayer. Literally, millions of books, pod-casts, blogs, sermons, costly seminars, YouTube videos, CDs etc, are regularly hawked to help us get in touch with God. It would appear that God needs a major commercial helping hand in order to communicate the message of Divine Love to His word hungry kids, but that’s a post for another day.

But what if instead of learning how to tune into an occasional message from God we learned to continually relax in Divine Presence by totally changing our perception of Spirit and how or why it communicates. If we underwent this seismic shift in our transcendent thinking our wallets would be a bit more available to the poor and a lot less open to the ‘professional’ religious or New Age gurus who enjoy the money driven high-life.

So what am I suggesting?

Well, as we all know, a good relationship depends on clear and consistent communication. So if our Source hopes to enjoy one with us then such a clarity of dialogue must surely issue from the Divine Heart.

Ah, but God has already spoken in the Sacred Writings you say! ‘I believe every jot, word and tittle of the Holy Bible, Koran, Vedas, or Book of my choice.’ Well OK, I can go along with that but does that mean that in pursuing intimacy with us Sacred Breath only spouts Holy Texts. If we want to hear the Divine must we study and limit ourselves to the sacred texts? If a young man is deeply in love with a young woman is he limited to reading her love letters, rather than calling her on the phone or even better, meeting and embracing his beloved cheek to cheek? Somehow I suspect that such a letter reading relationship wouldn’t last for long.

It’s here that Christians step in to say that God has also spoken to mankind by visiting us in the form of Yeshua, the Nazarene prophet-teacher. Yep I can also go along with that. The Logos, the Greek designed Word or expression of the Divine animating principle of the Cosmos, became flesh and dwelt among us. A fleshed out expression of the Divine Nature. Yet, he is not with us in visible form today. How do we have a relationship with a Master that we can no longer feel and touch? Some have suggested ‘obedience’ to his teachings as the key, but is that authentic relationship or just another religious duty to the unseen and distant God.

Well Yeshua himself seemed to suggest some answers to our predicament in the form of Sacred Breath or Spirit Wind. No-one can see wind but they can certainly feel it. Is there some way that we can feel Divine Presence where words become almost irrelevant. Like two lovers sitting and holding hands, reading each others thoughts through some form of love-struck telepathy may we not also feel the Presence of  Sacred Unity, the One who has chased us down through the years. That sense of knowing that we are loved, rather than the forced mind games of believing that we are loved.

So are words important?

Well yes and no!

God is a God of few words but also One of overflowing Presence, a companion who takes us to a place where speech becomes almost unnecessary. A state of confidence birthed by Divine initiative, the fruit of Divine longing, a longing to embrace and saturate the Sons and Daughters of His Desire. Many claim to have come home to God. Perhaps it is God who has come home to us, his chosen resting place in the unbounded open spaces of our multidimensional Cosmos. It’s what Source has always longed for; an extended expression of itself to Love and Nurture, a companion to ride alongside on the Spirit Plains of Being, the great expanse of Divine Communion.

Queen’s Freddie Mercury once sang, ‘I need somebody to love’. Perhaps the greatest Lover of all is in the same boat, which might just explain why we’re here at all, waiting in the Spirit of saturated Silence.

Dylan’s Author page ~ https://www.amazon.com/author/dylanmorrison

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Wounded Healers

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on December 12, 2012 | 13 Comments »

Once we have discovered an authentic sense of Self, for perhaps the first time, Spirit Breath re-engages with us on our road to physical, psychic and spiritual wholeness. Knowing that our experience of Divine Love in the darkness of our broken humanity needs no defending nor justification we set about picking ourselves up and walking on towards we know not where. One thing we do know though is that we are different; something has changed within; the energy of our religious ego with all its past certainties and attack possibilities has dissipated. The buzz of religious rivalry and debate is nowhere to be seen, having been exorcised by the visit of the Other and its healing touch.

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Wounded Healers

All is consumed in a knowing that we have nothing to fear before slowly walking forward into the manifest mysteries of Divine Love. Our previous sense of betrayal and disillusionment has been replaced by a confidence that indeed All is well, that we are somehow upheld by a Power and Presence that chooses to accompany us on the remainder of our Journey Home.

An important lesson lies ahead for us on this second pilgrimage. Now that we no longer play the religious games of organized religion with its rituals and not so subtle expectations, our spirit spark looks for an outlet, a means of sharing the Divine Life that stirs within. Without the traditional role plays of faith communities, we are suddenly overtaken by the synchronicity of events designed by our new Teacher. Simply put we begin to meet others along the Way who have had similar experiences to ourselves. This alone proves to be a further confirmation of the authenticity of our new take on spirituality and walking with the Divine. Yet something more shocking lies behind such meetings. We discover that the little drop of  Spirit Breath that dwells within flows out as a raging torrent to water the parched ground of our new friends psyche. The realization that Divine Love flows through us to feed and nurture the psyche-soul of another is a total shock to our fledgling Self identity. Yet in this Spirit exchange we emerge more fully into the Mystery that is the Love of God for man. In our frailty and weakness, One chooses to touch the wounded essence of another, igniting their spirit in a Divine Dance of Joy.

In our previous incarnations as zealous believers ‘ministry’ was a medal worn by the religious ego. A badge of honor proving our God promotion by a Commander-in-Chief who runs His people like a disciplined and purposeful army. Many of us scrambled around the religious scene seeking our ministries within the desire matrix of metaphysical purpose. Blocked and frustrated our desire to be used by God ultimately became a curse in the rivalry structures of Model based religion.

Now, only too aware of our own psychic limp, we find Divine Presence flowing through us without the accompaniment of ego and its search for identity. Our identity issue has well and truly been resolved in the darkness of our psychic brokenness. Now nothing matters except the connection and resonance with Love, the One who turned up when all others fell away. The dreams and aspirations of past years are now fulfilled as we touch the wounded soul and become a channel for Divine authentication.

Having been visited by Divine Love we inadvertently become the carriers of that Love; a Love that knows exactly who we’re to touch on the Way. Everything has changed – we can fix no-one. Religious words and sales pitches no longer do it. We have become walking transmitters of the Divine Presence; a Presence that is happy to manifest itself through our recovering humanity. A word, a look, a touch, a smile, all energized and planned by the Divine Lover in its all-consuming passion for reconnection with its reflected image.

As we continue our process of recovery from the addiction of enthusiastic religion we have been taught a most valuable and life changing lesson. No longer do we need to make things happen; Divine Love informs us that He/She can arrange all that it Wills. No longer are we on a ‘Blues Brother’ style, ‘Mission for God’. Instead we are being carried along by the Flow of Spirit Breath. Healing us as we go, the Divine Alchemist transforms us, the recovering patient into a healing channel for others on the Way. Truly a miracle fit for the Source of All, One determined to have wholeness at the End of Days.

Dylan’s Author page ~ https://www.amazon.com/author/dylanmorrison

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Hang-gliding To Heaven

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , on May 15, 2012 | 9 Comments »

Hang-gliding To Heaven

Hang-gliding To Heaven

They’ve arrived. The swallows that is, all the way from South Africa to the supposedly summer climes of rural Lincolnshire, England. As I look out over the nearby lagoon at their dramatic acrobatic flight display I’ve got to admit that I’m just a little jealous.

Why?

Well frankly, I wouldn’t have minded being a bird, permanently in flight, twisting and turning my way through the lower heavens towards my next snack of unsuspecting flies. The slight adjustment of  wing with its resulting daredevil feats seem to shout one thing at me ‘I was born to fly, to be carried on the wind currents of my earth free world’.

Yes, I’ve flown in a plane, both large and small but it’s not the same; pretty boring in fact. Best to fall asleep and wake up at the inevitable bumpy landing. No, I think the only way to get close to the swallow thing is to take up hang gliding, surely one of the craziest but most exhilarating leisure pursuits to have entered into the heart of man. If I wasn’t such a coward I might give it a go. Nothing up there but me and the wide blue heavens. The wind whirling around my little flightsuit as I hang on for grim death – well rather to avoid an extremely grim death.

Just me up there and no-one to dictate to me unless an F-16 flies by with pilot thumbs urgently pointing to earth. What a life! Where will the wind carry me next? The fusion of man will and nature’s element. True Oneness.

OK, so a 56-year-old Irishman like me isn’t really going to get up there. Yet my heart yearns for the freedom of flight. Why? Has something been wired into my Being by a Creator who didn’t give me wings. Is it just a Divine tease or can I fly in some way unknown to conventional wisdom?

I believe so. We were created to fly, not in the space-time material world but in the invisible, but none the less real, realm of Spirit. Spirit, Breath, Wind, all descriptions of that part of the Divine than seems to permeate and overlap this world of things and stuff. An unseen Presence to the unenlightened eye but to one ‘born from above’ a heaven of God-ness granted for us to soar through, like excited angels on their day off.

Many would love to fly but fearful decide to stay rooted on seemingly solid ground looking enviously up at those gliding towards the mid-day Sun. Yeshua promised to fill our beings with Spirit, the same Wind Presence that enabled Him to soar during His earthly sojourn. If ever a man flew high it was Him, close to the Father’s heart, the very reflection of Divine Love. Yet it was Spirit who carried Him there! The same Spirit that’s supposedly fear free and ready to go!

Should I stay on the ground and be a good little religious boy or should I let Him carry me where He wills? Many of us, believing ourselves to be free flying, cheat by taking a flight on Church Airways, where the trusty pastor pilots have had few crashes and a safety record, second to none! How much easier to let the organization take care of my flight desires, by buckling me into my economy pew and reassuring me of my chosen destination. A few inspiring captain updates and Bob’s your uncle – flying Home without risk.

What a travesty of the Spirit filled life. Me, Spirit and God’s high heaven. That sounds more like Yeshua’s take on things. Who knows, we might even bump into the odd frequent flyer up there too. Where two or three are hang gliding there I am in the midst!

Now where did I put that helmet?

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Your Just Like You’re Ma/Da ~ Part 7

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , on May 27, 2011 | Leave a Comment »

In the last post, through an understanding of our fragmented ego and its previously hidden subpersonalities, we were able to reintegrate our psyche firstly by means of an external (therapist) followed by an internal (Higher Self or I), authentic unifying centre.

This realignment of the psyche with our Higher Self or spirit, can I believe only come about through the mysterious process of mimesis. Mimesis, or mimetic desire, is simply the usually unconscious gravitational pull of  another’s desire upon our own.

Let’s give a simple example.

A young single man knows a young lady to whom he is not drawn relationally. His closest friend suddenly and unexpectedly announces his courtship of the young lady in question. Strangely something starts to take a foothold within the previously uninterested young man. A desire begins to stir within for the already spoken for young lady and so begins the rivalry love triangle made famous by playwrights throughout the ages.

What accounts for this sudden shift of desire. Has the young lady in question had a make-over and a personality transplant. No, our subject has been infected by the desire of his now romantic friend. Like a strong magnet, his friends desire has aligned his own in the direction of the now common target – the affections of the young lady.

Such a malevolent mimetic process is the core of the human condition.

What has this to do with our realignment of  psyche and spirit? Namely this: the mimetic process, although now skewed in dysfunctional humanity,was originally a Divine gift, granted for our contentment and well being. Spirit, due to its Divine Source is a powerful desire magnet in comparison that of the fragmented ego.

When the reintegration of our psyches begins the mimetic power of the spirit Higher Self kicks in to hold the newly formed psychic family together. Our spirit’s desire for unity and unconditional love infects the newly reconciled subpersonalities bringing a feeling of wholeness to our psyche.

From where does our human spirit obtain its healing magnetism?

Simply put, from its Source, the Divinity from whom it was birthed. The Divine mimetic power was replicated in the spirit of man.

The Divine purpose all along has been the individual alignment of psyche and spirit with His Spirit. Such is the message of the Eden story where Divinity communed with mankind before his desire centre was skewed through the magnetic mimesis of the adversarial serpent.

As seekers of Truth we are simply asked to allow our ‘desire’ centers to be realigned in the direction of the Divine magnetic flux – to live and move and have our being in the sea of Divine Desire.

The result of this spiritual mimesis will be seen by all as we reflect the image of our Divine Source.

Maybe at last they will say ‘You’re Just Like Your Father in Heaven’

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You’re Just Like Your Ma/Da ~ Part 6

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on May 3, 2011 | Leave a Comment »

In the last post we saw that once our subpersonalities have been loved into the open, reliving the pain of their traumatic birth and welcomed without condemnation into the family of our psyche that psychological healing takes place.

This process usually takes place initially in the presence of an authentic unifying centre – an unconditionally loving counsellor or friend who replays the role of  the ‘parent’ figure in the initial formation of the individual’s psyche. The psyche is given, if you like, another opportunity to form as originally planned by its Source. The deeply buried subpersonalities are welcomed but rewired to play their enriching role within the totality of the hereto painfully fragmented psyche.

Does this mean, however, that the individual becomes permanently dependent on the external authentic unifying centre for their future sense of well-being, like a child who never develops to a place of individuation from  its parents?

Thankfully not. Such a non-judgemental ‘parental’ role is temporary, similar to the jump leads needed to start a car’s engine when the battery is flat. Who then replaces the external authenticator to host the developing family of the psyche round the table of  acceptance?

To answer this let’s first look at two aspects of our being:

The Psyche or Soul

This is the part of us that comes into being through our interface with the external world, particularly our conscious sense of ‘I’, our self-image reflected onto our psychic screen by those around us. Ideally, but rarely this psyche ought to be a genuine, if earthed, reflection of the essential aspect of our Being, viz our Higher Self or spirit.

Spirit or Higher Self

This aspect of who we are is the original essence planted into ‘us’ by the Creative Source or Divinity behind the Cosmos. Timeless and unchangeable this is our lifeline, our contact point with the Divine and  the Love Energy that keeps the whole Cosmos running. Indeed this spirit or Higher Self is the imprint of the Divine Spirit on our humanity, a reflection, if you like of the Godhead itself.

Simply put, in a perfect world our soul or psyche would be a reflection of our spirit Higher Self, which in turn would be a reflection of  our Divine Source. Thus would Divinity paint itself on the canvas of  humanity, earthed in a multitude of unique representations that reflect the fathomless nature of its Being.

So who takes over the job of authentic unifying centre in our psychological healing, the host of our reintegrated subpersonality meal?

The answer is simple if strangely puzzling to the non integrated ego. The Higher Self begins to emerge from its previously hidden position in our Higher Unconscious, the home of our spiritual/intuitive nature.

With its constancy and connection to the Unconditional Love of the Divine it is well placed to fulfill its original role as authenticator of  the soul Self. Rather than taking our sense of psychic Self from those around us it is this new revelation of our Spirit Self that quietens our previously tantrum prone survival subpersonalities, integrating them within a reborn psyche.

Once we realise that the previously fragmented ego is no longer  the hiding place of our much sought sense of peace, we can tap into the Wisdom of our Higher Self or spirit, the missing link with Divine Source and its unconditional Love.

Yeshua, the Second Adam, was the incarnation of such a Divine flow of Love and Energy. Perfectly aligned within Himself and with the Divine Father he showed us what we’d been created for – intimacy and communion with a non condemning Creator.

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