Mysticism. Mystical. Mystic… The exotic sound and provocative impression of these words make us think that there is some difficult and mysterious process, some arcane discipline that we must learn and follow to understand their meaning. Not so. When I see a flower, really see it, behold its beauty, it stops me from thinking “Why?” or “How?” I simply experience the flower’s existence. And the way I marvel at this reality, the beauty, the wonder of its being there, I become unified , even for a moment, with the essence of life. This is the mystical experience. I can experience it simply by choosing to do so; to think this way. The miracle of Creation, of Being, is transmitted to us by reality, without words, thoughts or ideas. This is mysticism, and it’s open to the public.
