Someone told me,

yesterday at your youtube Friday Live,

When you did a reading, you did not answer the question.

Hmmmn, I did not. I thought I did.

That is why I should not do card readings, I thought.

I do not really know how to do card readings.

Then I turned to my spirit team and told them.

“Either you make it easier for me or I will stop doing it.”

And then, I started laughing, does that matter?

I went from caring to not caring.

And that is detachment.

I do the best I could in life and detach.

I seldom watch replay of my Live streams.

I seldom beat myself over things I say or fail to say.

I give thanks to my spirit team and detach.

My spirit self knows something more than my ego self.

Which is, it does not matter.

On planet earth, so many things do not matter.

Those little little things.

Those little little annoyances do not matter.

What does it matter if they find me deficient in readings?

I never did profess to be good at it.

I tell them, I am a mystic, I am more a mystic than psychic.

I believe we come with our own blend of gifts and talents.

Some excel in this or that, I excel in my own field.

Mysticism, the direct experiencing of God.

The losing oneself in the undefined.

The going deeper, deeper, deeper.

Penetrating depths one does not even know existed.

And know they existed only when one access it.

The depth of mysteries.

The richness of experience.

Being with the Divine.

Immerse with the Divine.

Being one with the Divine.

Where the soul sings in joy, bliss and jubilance.

That is purity of experience, purity of delight.

Hence, my inner self, my true eternal self told me.

It does not matter.

What does it matter if something think ill of you.

Does it make it you any less or diminished you in any way?

Likewise, what does it matter if someone say something bad about you.

Nothing else matters except God.

Adherence to God.

Operating from God.

Living in God.

Striving always to live in God.

That gives one the luxury of detachment.