Way too much GOD talk on your Blog!

That is a fair accusation—and true.  During our COVID distancing as we all tried to maintain some sanity, I suggested to a fellow in our small group that we grab a coffee at the mall food court where six feet apart was easy and few others were there early in the morning—except senior walkers.  

He agreed but I didn’t take into account that he was a retired lawyer.  As we met over time I found myself regularly feeling like I was ‘on the stand’ constantly being quizzed (or attacked) for the facts, the proof.  If you know me at all, even if you don’t, I’m a mystic.  We mystics are a rather strange lot in that we see things not readily there to others.  There are levels of reality out there.

This fellow finally barked out. “Why do all our conversations wind up talking about spiritual stuff!”  I paused for a good while but finally said, “well, because I am one who doesn’t believe there is a secular reality vs a sacred reality, it’s ALL sacred”.  

Interesting that by switching only two letters, it becomes SCARED, hum?

I’d learned that in nearly all cases, I and those in the legal profession are from different planets.  With the exception of a judge I saw for several years who was a unique mix of personality—a fascinating guy.  I told my lawyer friend Cliff that it’s up to him to redeem the profession in my mind. (He’s doing a decent job). 

Anyway, I told my coffee fellow that since we were cut from such different cloth, maybe we should accept that reality and forget coffee, to which he agreed.  I had been very open, transparent with him so have wondered where that may have gone but then, not worried.  

So yes, there is a lot of God talk, a lot of talk about spiritual stuff well beyond my religious upbringing.  I am grateful for that upbringing (well mostly).  It grounded me yet like all of us, there was then stuff to unpack and let go.  Life is a sacred journey whether it’s acknowledged as that or not.  That is ok with me.  Really religious people get all over me these days—they seemed to do the same to this Jesus we all talk about.  ( I was one of those in decades past, likely still seen that way by some).

Probably too handsome by some accounts but at least not a blue eyed blond.

Not a disclaimer here, just a confession that should you pick up on all the God talk, bingo—it’s just Mystic Mike making his way through life.