Article by Stuart Wilde

In two other articles here I talk about the illusion of claridad, which is a shaman’s term that describes the opposite of clarity. Claridad is an illusion that effects some spiritual travelers when they come in touch with the godhead or the primal source in all things. They start to believe that they have been divinely chosen, they imagine they are a great avatar or the returned Jesus, here to save humanity. It’s a narcissistic psychosis that usually effects men but women also suffer from claridad though they don’t usually get it as bad. The women can’t come back from a transdimensional journey pretending to be Jesus so they settle for other titles. Sometimes they decide they are Mary Magdalene, the kind-hearted whore, reputed to be the wife of Jesus. If you can’t be Jesus, Mrs. Jesus might be the next best thing.

Other times, they decide they are Temple Maidens, chosen to vector the celestial healing power to unfortunate men who are too daft to manage on their own. In simple terms it’s "licensed to bonk for god." Or in extreme cases, the female claridad sufferer decides she is a divine goddess, the embodiment of the feminine principal. She elevates herself to being the reincarnation of Nefertiti, Queen of the Nile. In her mind she is now the ‘Regina of the Sacred Vagina.’ A women of unparalleled divinity, beauty, sensuality and wonderfulness. A self-endorsed deity.

Now it gets a bit scary, woe betide anyone that doesn’t agree. From this platform she fights with others, women usually, to establish her authority, just as the male claridad fights with his shaman and other men. Sometimes the Regina-type rules vicariously by controlling the king. She defends her position as his confidant and advisor, and she controls those who have access to the king. She becomes the power behind the throne if she doesn’t have a throne of her own.

Another female form of claridad is when she decides she is the Delphic oracle and she’ll channel the Higher Powers for mere mortals so they can comprehend their fate. The Delphic oracle sat in a high-chair overlooking a wide, shallow bowl, filled with water. It was a high throne from which she could look down and pontificate. There is nothing wrong with helping people if you have the knowledge and you are wise. The defining line is whether you make a big show of it or not. Are you quiet and humble, going about your simple life, or have you bought the claridad story and now you are making a fool of yourself showing off?

The magical healer is another mild form of the same narcissism. This sometimes effects those that do body work or hands-on healing. They come to believe they are a vessel for the divine light, channeling the power for others. But almost all hands-on healing is sexual from the root chakra. That doesn’t invalidate it in my view, but it is easy for a healer to get carried away in his or her ego imagining all sorts of phantasmagorical things. It’s the desire to be seen as part of the miraculous that leads the healer astray. If you make too much of your miraculous healing powers, it puts you in a phony, god-like pose. Anytime you are acting out a false divinity however mild, you are in a claridad of sorts. It puts you in the crime of the Fallen Angles. The trick is to heal people for free and be humble and keep it to yourself, that way your ego doesn’t run amok posing as a divine instrument of god, a savior.

Females can carry the mild form of the claridad dysfunction a lot easier and a lot longer than men, because part of their claridad of being divinely special is fueled by over-expressing their sensuality, and creating desire and approval in would-be partners. Of course, they can sustain the allure of that into old age. When you see older women dressed provocatively as young girls might; ‘mutton dressed as lamb’ we call it in England, it’s a form of claridad, they are selling the allure hoping to compete. They usually do quite well because the young girls are more skittish and choosy, while mutton needs to be wanted and by many partners, so she’ll be off and running at the slightest nod or a wink.

Claridad can get you into loads of trouble but women have the advantage that they don’t usually go to a self-arranged crucifixion, which is the eventual end to the male story, part of his illusion of being Jesus. For him to convince people that he really is divine and Jesus and here to take away the sins of the world, his subconscious arranges for his own crucifixion, to prove the point. I discuss that more fully in another article here called The Six Steps of Claridad.

Now the Biblical Jesus was very interesting, as he either was the real McCoy, or he had the worse dose of claridad ever seen. It established the church and killed many hundreds of millions of people, and it made a billion others very sad, while robbing a billion more. Then it imposed a terrible restriction and a mental confinement and torment on those that bought the story. If only JC had gotten off his silly donkey and not gone into Jerusalem, posing as a god, the world would have been a much safer and happier place. I think if he really was the son of God he should have kept quiet about it. Though I am sure some other troubled soul would have come along and taken his claridad role; our evolution is littered with spiritual mountains to climb.

I know if I were Jesus I’d keep very quiet about it and not mention it to a single soul. I saw Mel’s film, it all looked jolly painful! I’m telling you, this Jesus business can be rather deadly. It’s not for the light-hearted, wispy, fairy-folk that I am used to hanging out with. But still, we all suffer from some kind of illusion and madness and most of what we believe about spirituality and God is complete rubbish. That is why I have so much love and respect for the Goddess Aya’, she takes you and shows you a small part of the real thing. She re-wires your brain to understand that you can never understand, it’s all too vast.

But one should not be harsh to judge the foolishness of others, unless they are causing serious trouble that is. Instead, we should concentrate on our own silliness, watching that it doesn’t develop too ferociously or too quickly, in a way that can damage us and others. Pomposities lurk in the corners of our minds to trap us when we are weak and vulnerable. Claridad is an evolutionary trick that has been played throughout history, to send us lot—the Fallen Angels, the wrong way, to the rotten karma we probably deserve.

Of course, some people saw the trick in time and they jumped off the spiritually sinking ship. It was night and they couldn’t swim well, and they were all very lost in the cold darkness of not knowing. But they eventually discovered that if they relaxed and held hands with others, without struggling or competing, they could stay together and float. A fog descended on them and they were in limbo for my years, floating through a vast Nowhere. Eventually they came upon a beautiful island. It was another world and there to greet them was….

You guessed it!

Nobody was there to greet them. It was a heaven that had been granted to them because they had learned how to float with others. They greeted each other.

© Stuart Wilde 2004
www.stuartwilde.com

(Stuart Wilde is the author of sixteen books on consciousness and awareness available from disreputable bookstores, and places on the Internet like Amazon.com and other spots here and there. His latest book is God’s Gladiators. Many of his books have been translated into foreign languages, he has no idea why.)