The Life of Jacob Boehme . Jacob Boehme (or Behmen, as some call him) was a 17th-century German mystic and spiritualist who began writing. “To all Christians, Jews, Turks, and Heathens, to all the nations of the planet, this Trumpet blasts for the last time,” he wrote on a depiction of an angel blowing a trumpet in one of his paintings. In truth, it was an odd emblem, but the author was a mystic, and the path of the mystic, as all experience demonstrates, is a peculiar one. It’s a road that the “vulture does not know,” as Job puts it. The mystic proceeds on a path not typically manifest, a path that must be pursued with caution, for, like the Great Light, which flashes forth and leaves only traces when it returns to its center, only indications are left for others who seek the same spiritual enlightenment. However, the route can be identified and the truth uncovered by these “traces,” as they are known in Kabbala.
Boehme was poor, born into a common family, and had no formal schooling. He worked as a shoemaker. Nonetheless, great truths emerged from this uneducated man’s head and voice.
It would be pointless to enquire into the complexities of Karma that had damned him to such a life. It had to be strange, because he had comprehended the truth and could appreciate it, but he couldn’t give it out in its whole. But he completed his mission, and there can be no mistake about his next incarnation. He has already been or will soon be “born into a family of intelligent devotees,” as Krishna states in the Bhagavad-Gita, and therefore “he shall accomplish the ultimate walk.”