A Mystic’s “Calling” Card

No one starts out to be a mystic. And if they do, they never will be.

Their sense of aloneness may first begin when their innate love of God

Repels them from the most obvious place in the world for them — religion.

Rather than point out the pomposity and hypocrisy, they seek a quieter place .

If they have wisdom they will look for community;

But it is the journey not the destination that they will find.

Yet the overpowering love of God drives them on to give and find Love.

Love is relational, and the mystic finds that most humans mistake need for love. The intensity of need is not the passion of love.

The mystic realizes greater aloneness

in the relationships meant to fulfill.

Mystics do not appear that much different than others,

Until you look into their eyes and their smiles.

They come to realize that they must remain unknown.

For Thousands of pretenders would rush, clamoring and clanking a false tone.

They know themselves and God

In an intimacy that leads them to a place

utterly and passionately alone in the Alone.

Here they find their home.

They are broken by God numerous times,

Often leaving them closer to death than life.

Yet each breaking yields immortal strength to their “furnace of love,”

And through alchemy’s purification

Healing is poured out in streams of Grace.

As door after door closes in their lives,

God fills the spaces more and more.

They converse with the trees and creatures, ah, every living thing.

Only humans seem not to recognize them, what a shame that is.

In the Aloneness, they realize God. That is all they know.

And though seriously weakened by the breaking,

They become indefatigable warriors holding evil at bay,

And luminous beacons shining Love into the world each day.

Pheo Rose