name is Les Thompson and I am the Mistic. This is the story
of how the Mistic store came about. I was in Moab on vacation
in August 2003 and as my wife Deborah and I were leaving town
to go home to Evanston, Wyoming, I saw the “for lease”
sign on the the building we now occupy. I turned around and
called the number and we knew then that Moab was the location
for The Mistic and we opened our doors on December 10, 2003.
was the realization of a dream that began taking shape in
February 2000. I took a vacation to Thailand to visit a long
time friend named Tad. We went to the Bridge over the River
Quai. Next to the River Quai is a graveyard for American soldiers
killed during WWII and we decided to go and pay our respects.
As I was walking around the grave sites a little old woman
came straight across the graveyard toward me. When she reached
me she grabbed my hand and would not let go. She started talking
to me in Thai and I could not understand a word. She began
looking around and yelling out to other people that were in
the graveyard. Finally a young woman started walking towards
us. “What is this all about?” I thought.
The young woman told me that the older woman had a message
and that she would translate for her. As the two women spoke
the younger one looked at me strangely as she spoke: the older
woman had been waiting for me for a long time. She had been
told I was coming and was instructed to give me this message.
I asked how she knew that this message was for me. They spoke
together for a few minutes and then I was told that she had
been shown my face. The message was that I had the power of
healing and I must use it to help God’s children and
that I must never use this power to hurt people. She told
me that this was a gift from God and was His intent that this
gift be used for good. She told me that many volunteer but
that I was chosen. She also told me that I should live in
the country close to nature and that I should not walk the
path of the clock but to walk in the direction of giving.
This was the path that was given to me and if I chose to walk
it, that my name and teachings would be known around the world.
With these last words she looked at me and all I could do
With tears in her eyes, the older woman let go of my hand
and walked away. I asked the younger woman how long the woman
had been waiting for me and she responded, “all her
life.” This was a very powerful message for me and I
cried for three days. That day in the graveyard in Thailand,
I became “The Mistic.”
People have asked me what is a “mistic” and why
I spell it with and ‘I’ and not a ‘y’.
My answer is that ‘I’ was given this gift and
it is what I need to do. I am a messenger and a healer. I
was given this gift to unplug and balance the Chakras –
the seven energy points along the center line of our bodies.
The Chakras help us perceive the world and its people as they
truly are. When we are out of balance or have plugged Chakras
we don’t send or receive the energy we need to correctly
see and feel the world around us.