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Mysticism Nature Prayer Spiritual Words Writing

Beauty and Solitude

“Beauty is the illumination of your soul.”


“There is a wonderful welcome within. Meister Eckhart illuminates this point. He says that there is a place in the soul that neither space nor time nor flesh can touch. This is the eternal place within us. It would be a lovely gift to yourself to go there often — to be nourished, strengthened, and renewed. The deepest things that you need are not elsewhere. They are here and now in that circle of your own soul. Real friendship and holiness enable a person to frequently visit the hearth of his solitude; this benediction invites an approach to others in their blessedness.”

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Mysticism Prayer Spiritual

Mystical Practices

“… practices integral to the mystical life involve the relations among believers as they aid each other on the path to God. Christian theology teaches that the primary guide of the spiritual life is the Holy Spirit given to each believer at baptism, but the primacy of the spirit does not negate the role of secondary guides, skilled and wise persons more advanced in the mystical life who share their wisdom to help others… Among the Celtic monks spiritual advisors were known as “soul friends”, a reminder that at least some of this advice was based not just of the formal relationship of priest and layman, but upon a deep inner affection and true “spiritual friendship” between two persons who saw their love for each other as grounded in their love for God.”

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Mysticism Poetry

I honor those who try.

I honor those who try
to rid themselves of any lying,
who empty the self
and have only clear being there.
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Mysticism Spiritual

This Constant Yearning

We are
Like lutes
Once held by God.
Being away from His warm body
Fully explains
This
Constant
Yearning.
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Mysticism Poetry Spiritual

In your light I learn how to love.

In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.

You dance inside my chest,
where no one sees you,

but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.
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Mysticism Shamanism

The Teachings of Don Juan

Power rests on the kind of knowledge that one holds. What is the sense of knowing things that are useless? They will not prepare us for our unavoidable encounter with the unknown.


A man goes to knowledge as he goes to war: … with respect, and with absolute assurance. Going to knowledge or going to war in any other manner is a mistake, and whoever makes it might never live to regret it.

When a man has fulfilled these requisites – … respect, and absolute assurance – there are no mistakes for which he will have to account; under such conditions his actions lose the blundering quality of the acts of a fool. If such a man fails, or suffers a defeat, he will have lost only a battle, and there will be no pitiful regrets over that.


Anything is one of a million paths. Therefore, a warrior must always keep in mind that a path is only a path; if he feels that he should not follow it, he must not stay with it under any conditions. His decision to keep on that path or to leave it must be free of fear or ambition. He must look at every path closely and deliberately. There is a question that a warrior has to ask, mandatorily: Does this path have a heart?

All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. However, a path without a heart is never enjoyable. On the other hand, a path with heart is easy – it does not make a warrior work at liking it; it makes for a joyful journey; as long as a man follows it, he is one with it.

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Dream Mysticism

I am made of light. I am made of Stars.

Three thousand years ago, there was a human just like you and me who lived near a city surrounded by mountains. The human was studying to become a medicine man, to learn the knowledge of his ancestors, but he didn’t completely agree with everything he was learning. In his heart, he felt there must be something more.

One day, as he slept in a cave, he dreamed that he saw his own body sleeping. He came out of the cave on the night of a new moon. The sky was clear, and he could see millions of stars. Then something happened inside of him that transformed his life forever. He looked at his hands, he felt his body, and he heard his own voice say, “I am made of light; I am made of stars.”