I may have been 3 years old. What I do remember is being young enough to stand on the cushions of our chesterfield and being able to place my head on the back of it without bending over. Most important for this post is that I recall looking into the sky and thinking that there is no way that heaven was on the clouds and that angels descended from them. I had a very clear notion received at that time of what angels were like and it didn’t have anything to do with wings.
What makes this mystical? At this point in my life I’d had no religious training/education. My parents were neither religious nor church goers. TV was still not in our home in 1954 or 1955. I simply had no way to be thinking of heaven or angels. I was ignorant of such things. And yet, here I was at this age thinking of and “talking to angels.”
What did I learn from this experience that has stayed with me throughout these decades? One, I believed/believe that angels do exist, are real, and do participate in the lives of humans. Two, I became convinced that God, the Creator of angels, does exist. Three, that heaven is not on some fluffy white cloud in the sky.
The dictionary defines mystic as:
a person who claims to attain, or believes in the possibility of attaining, insight into mysteries transcending ordinary human knowledge, as by direct communication with the divine or immediate intuition in a state of spiritual ecstasy.Dictionary.com 2018, Dictionary.com’s main proprietary source is the Random House Unabridged Dictionary
Other dictionaries, religious and otherwise, say much the same thing. At the tender/ignorant age of 2 or 3, I think this definition fits my experience. I always have thought this and I still do. Spiritual ecstasy was to come later in life.