CONTENT AT LAST

One of my frequent thoughts was, if I’m a mystic, what am I here for?

The answer came with the usual calm, ineffable infusion of Reality.

Apparently my human attributes, mental and physical, are synchronised with everything here and near.

They exist to automatically collect consciousness for Reality whilst in this part of Reality’s creation.

Another persistent theme was I “hungered and thirst” for even more  experience of the fulness of Reality.

In Reality’s usual way the answer came: I should explore my spiritual experiences of Reality by writing about them.

The writing would be by way of a blog.

I didn’t know what the word meant and disliked its crudity.

Mainly though I was alarmed, reluctant to ‘come out’ publicly about my ‘experiences’. I had concealed them for more than half a century.

Eventually I did begin, though with trepidation. I had no idea what or how to write about the experiences, how to explain them.  The words just came anyway.

Now when a subject is given to me, even if the words, expressions and meanings are unfamiliar, I type them out anyway. Then Reality takes over.

I am kept strictly to what I know, what I have been given. For purity’s sake I keep away from mere scholarly, scientific influences. Without any experience of Reality, they are mind stuff, artificial.

I suspect ‘I’ has some input but it would be difficult to discern what.

The whole process of enscribing what comes, being a scribe of Reality, identifies what I really am.

I am immersed, joyful, progressively enlightened. Is this why I was born, why I was a writer from childhood?

So after editing and re-editing until ‘I’m’ satisfied it’s as right as ‘I’ can make it,  sometimes days later, ‘I’ stops. So does Reality.

So there I am, questions answered. Now I also know Reality’s daily companionship.

I have all I will ever need or want.

Content to my core …

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