IN AN OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 13, by Jack Haas

Part 2, chapter thirteen Our selves exist only in relation, whether it be with the earth, with others, or with God. To realize this is to lose yourself in relation, and more than that- to become relation. It is a bond in all directions, and you belong to everything, and more than that- you are …

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 12, by Jack Haas

Part 2, chapter twelve I have described these events in my life as they occurred and had effect upon me, and as I came to understand them within my limited scope, but I know also that what befell me was only partly a result of who I was and my individual destiny; it was also, …

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 11, by Jack Haas

Part 2, chapter eleven In every one of us there is an angel dying. And yet all that is needed is a shift, an inversion, for at the furthest reaches of the ignorance which ensconces us, lie the antipodes of sorrow and ecstasy. We have dwelt in the former, dark end too long. Now we …

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 10, by Jack Haas

Part 2, chapter ten Heading back down the coast late that November, I had caught a ride on a black-cod fishing boat and we were soon running through the remnants of a hurricane and being thrashed about in thirty-foot seas. That was when I understood why Christ had often chosen fishermen as his disciples- because …

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 9, by Jack Haas

Part 2, chapter nine During my youth my father excelled at the self-created skill of being able to observe people in a passing crowd and invent names for these anonymous by-passers, which, after he had pointed them out and I had looked at the person, tended to suit them perfectly. Anyone passing by on the …

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 8, by Jack Haas

Part 2, chapter eight I was so grateful, and in a way so disbelieving, of all that had happened to me on the coast, including all the unique and brilliant people I had met during my travels, that at one point a while back I wrote another whole book, during a five-week all-out frenzy, which …

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 7, by Jack Haas

Part 2, chapter seven Most of the trouble comes when you forget who’s looking out for you, who’s running the show, and who has seen, like a champion chess player, the next hundred moves ahead, while you’re mentally fumbling about and wondering whose turn it is to move next. Every action, thought, intention, or desire …

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 6, by Jack Haas

Part 2: chapter six After hiking in through those grizzly trails to inspect a potential homesteading site with some buddies, the valley we explored was absolutely beautiful, despite having been almost completely logged-out decades earlier, but it turned out that the land was owned by a complete buffoon- one who would have caused us no …

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 5, by Jack Haas

Part 2, chapter five As well as the little hut I built on the hill near Vancouver, on all of my past travels up and down the coast I always kept an eye out for a more permanent, more remote spot to exist- away from the ubiquitous mental detritus found any place man had scattered …

IN AND OF: memoirs of a mystic journey, part 2, chapter 4, by Jack Haas

Part 2; chapter four It was not long after that horrible and healing night at my shack on the mountain that I again left Vancouver, heading north to the Charlottes, to Her. But this time when I left I spat on the ground and said I was never returning. I had had enough. Goodbye to …