Thank you for this excellent thread. I have been mulling over this topic over the past week.
There is a critique of mysticism in the Castaneda book
Fire From Within as well:
"He also said that every species has a mold of its own, and every individual of every species molded by the process shows characteristics particular to its own kind.
He began then an extremely disturbing elucidation about the mold of man. He said that the old seers as well as the mystics of our world have one thing in common - they have been able to seethe mold of man but not understand what it is. Mystics, throughout the centuries, have given us moving accounts of their experiences. But these accounts, however beautiful, are flawed by the gross and despairing mistake of believing the mold of man to be an omnipotent, omniscient creator; and so is the interpretation of the old seers, who called the mold of man a friendly spirit, a protector of man.
He said that the new seers are the only ones who have the sobriety to see the mold of man and understand what it is. What they have come to realize is that the mold of man is not a creator, but the pattern of every human attribute we can think of and some we cannot even conceive. The mold is our God because we are what it stamps us with and not because it has created us from nothing and made us in its image and likeness. Don Juan said that in his opinion to fall on our knees in the presence of the mold of man reeks of arrogance and human self-centeredness."
So, my thoughts - it's difficult for me to comprehend exactly what the 'mold of man' is in easily-explainable terms. It seems to be a process through which all humans go. Perhaps it is encoded in our DNA, as the seed of us, from which we all grow. And yet, there is something else going on here in don Juan's description.
There is a Soul. Whatever that is, I do not know. I am unsure if we can know. Is it electromagnetic? Is it a substance? Aether? Consciousness? Gravity? Water? Regardless - there is a Soul. The Soul arrives here, and matches with (1) genetic profile and (2) karmic profile. But the door through which the Soul enters - perhaps this is the mold of man. It is a filter of sorts, that shapes the Soul to fit in 3D.
The mystics and others get a glimpse of this process, their neurotransmitters lit up like a Christmas Tree, and are convinced that this Soul-filter is God. It is a reduction. This conviction of the identity of God is indicated to be a result of indulgent emotionality. We see where our form has come from, and fall in love with that door. Perhaps it is analogous to the love we feel for our Mother at birth - and afterwards. We are alive, and we see that 'someone' or 'something' has given us life, and we melt with gratitude. However, this is self-centered, anthropocentric, or anthropomorphizing, or as Nietzsche said 'human, all-too-human.' The consciousness becomes so drunk with love of the mold of man, or this filter, or this Mother-principle, that the Soul does not want to leave.
I don't know if it makes sense to introduce Jordan Petersen in this flow of thought, but I was listening to a talk of his recently regarding the Oedipal complex - which is an archetype that many people (he specifically addresses young men living lazy lives in their parents' basements) are caught up in. The inability to leave the Mother-concept - this is a life dependence, an extended childhood, no adulthood, no individuated personality that is capable of independence - and as such, incapable of interdependence (according to Covey's 7 habits). Giving and receiving freely - STO - can only be achieved by those who have overcome their dependencies through growth. Although in the case of this thread, we are speaking about a mystical dependence, and the maturation of the Soul. One can become stuck in the 'drooling at the wonders of the universe'. The trap of bliss-addiction (through various means), as described near the beginning of SHOTW, is to relegate the Soul to an extended childhood. To me, this is related to Needleman's description of sin. 'Sin' means 'without'. It has synonyms like error, mistake, crime. Without
what, though?
I am beginning to consider 'sin' to mean 'Without a Way'. To sin means to be without initiation into an intact Way. Or, for those who have found a Way, 'sin' means 'Without adherence to the Way.' My current hypothesis is that the seed of the Soul is
designed to sprout, grow, bloom, fruit. For someone who knows better, there is no excuse to simply rest in bliss, which seems to be one of the main draws of mysticism. There is a cosmic map in our DNA that traces the path of ascension. In this account of don Juan's, there seems to be a maturation of mystical bliss into a seer's sobriety.
It's a difficult one for 3D humans to figure out though, because according to don Juan, nearly everyone who sees this 'mold of man' is convinced that it is a loving God - and fall to their knees to ask favours, or stands to preach, etc.
For the mold of man cannot under any circumstances help us by intervening in our behalf, or punish our wrongdoings, or reward us in any way. We are simply the product of its stamp; we are its impression. The mold of man is exactly what its name tells us it is, a pattern, a form, a cast that groups together a particular bunch of fiberlike elements, which we call man.
It isn't that the mystical experience is fake, but that our interpretation of it arrives in our understanding through the emotional filter of our neuropeptides.