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It’s A Wonderful Life is now considered the most inspirational American movie of all time, yet when it was released it was considered a box office flop.

It took around forty years for people to really “get it”.

As Christmas rolls around the globe, I want you to consider an opportunity.

The opportunity for each and every person on the planet to have an enlightenment experience.

The kind of experience people trek thousands of miles to Tibet for. The moment an experienced yogi would cite as profound. An awakening. And all available from a single weekend experience.

And a prediction…

Sooner or later, what I am about to tell you will be considered the most inspirational material of all time.

In 1971 a man named Werner Erhard created a seminar based large group awareness training called EST.

What you may not be aware of some thirty eight years later, the experience is still available in a similar training offered by Landmark Education.

The impact of the lives of the people who participate is profound.

Having recently reviewed the course, I now realise the huge positive impact originally participating in 1999 had on my life.

Apart from being born, 4:52pm on day three of the Landmark Forum is ongoingly the most important moment in my life.

I have access to living a life I love. And I love my life because I love my life.

My own book is based on principles I learned indirectly from Werner Erhard.

More interesting, my entire life is influenced by him and so is yours.

As the originator of the conversation about transformation and making a difference, almost everything these days hinges on these premises.

Virtually every conversation inside personal development and self-realisation lives in the idea we are perfect the way we are, when we remove our issues.

The way we are, AND the way we are not…

But how do we remove issues which would take a life time to evolve beyond?

Simply by removing our sense of self. The Ogre. Like Yoga. There be monsters between you and God!

So here is a Christmas gift to you. Let me take you in a direction by inviting you into a conversation.

For the twelve days of Christmas, I am giving away a free eBook download of my book The Logic Of Attraction (normally £9).

You can download it here:

http://LogicOfAttraction.com/MerryChristmas/LOA_XMASFREE.pdf

The password is: XMASFREE

And to accompany the book I am giving away an audio meditation, recorded by the fabulous Rich Hilton, which compliments an exercise in consciousness in the book.

All you have to do is sign up for the newsletter to receive it.

If you like what you get, comment below.

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

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I completed The Landmark Forum last night, an empowering three day self-discovery course based on the world famous EST training, originally designed by United States Air Force leadership training consultant Werner Erhard.

The course was made famous by a string of celebrities like John Denver and Mike Oldfield whose careers literally exploded after doing it.

Werner also created The Hunger Project and consults with both Landmark and Harvard Business School.

I spent close to sixty hours in a chair exploring what it is to be human. Kind of a tough call for someone so alienated from society.

So now I am really clear where the spaced out and wacky Mark originates from. I actually connected with me. Not like an existential conversation about connecting with me, but a real connection with my being. I found “I”.

I also discovered I was quite literally born into a conversation for anxiety. Personal to me and not a part of the course. Maybe the reason I only got a fraction of what is possible in the past.

I have been in a state of general anxiety from the day I was born. I was given phenol barbitone when I was a tiny baby and was an agitated child. Pretty extreme. Poor me.

And suddenly here I am 46 years in with glimpses into what it is like to have normal adrenalin levels without using depression as the control factor.

What I really got was I have been using anxiety and panic attacks to manipulate people into giving me special consideration.

What I got to see from my participation in the course is that I don’t breathe properly. I hyperventilate and end up thinking really crazy stuff. And have done it so much, the unreality of it dictates my reality.

It is a very effective way of controlling people. “Look after me or I will lose it” leaves friends and family at their wits end wondering what to do.

Then we dealt with the issue of fear on the course. For some it disappeared. For me, I am in a place where I can take responsibilty for myself and do something about it.

I invent a new beginning for myself and recreate myself as a clearing for the possibility of being truly magical.

And I can see my relationship to my past is dictated by the possibility I invent for my future.

So my experience over the past few days occurs for me as truly magical, right down to the leader Jerry Baden, the flowers and the snow.

I also understood the whole course and was present (in mind at least) to the language right down to the commas.

So what next?

My transport museum conversation is expanding really quickly. I am piecing together key people to make it work and may even have someone lined up to buy the building to put it in.

Landmark disappeared my issues about marketing forever. And, I have partnered with someone to market my book.

I also made a decision to purchase a product which deals specifically with anxiety and panic. To do the program the way it is designed and to complete it.

I ordered Panic Away and have been working through the program.

It is all very grounding.

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

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With my sharply focused autistic mind well and truly zoomed in on my ability to get Tai Chi right, I notice a hesitation.

A micro second hesistancy which alters my performance.

Which sets me apart from those who don’t think.

From those who have programmed the movement into kinaesthetic memory unwaveringly.

Because I think very fast and I am extremely focused, I appear NOT to be overthinking as much as the novices, but I am.

Not letting go seems to be an intrinsic part of my Aspergers, almost as if I don’t quite have the same mental space to let go to.

What I also wonder is if I wasn’t processing the question ‘if I am right about this the next move is…’ would my performance improve.

This is where programs like the Landmark Forum teach us to excel. By giving us an awareness of the semi-conscious thought patterns we run, we get to choose not to do them.

Or in my case use even more mental energy observing them as they occur.

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

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I have just returned from giving a talk in Cambridge about my experience of CBT.

While my intention is to benefit the people listening, the open discussion that followed proved to be useful as well.

I got to remember the human brain makes shortcuts, I make the processing of creative tasks simpler for you to undertake.

Though you consciously learn things, once we have done the steps a number of times, the brain will simply log the routine and go on auto pilot, your “aware” thought processes can be used for other things.

This situation = this result, without having to think out each step.

For example, if I learn to be afraid of dogs, rather than taking all the steps needed to initiate a fight or flight response, all that needs happen is for someone to say the word DOG and the adrenal glands will put me into a heightened state of alertness.

I won’t remember the first twenty or so times I encountered DOG, I got bitten by one, or it at least looked as if it would bite me again if it could get off the leash!

So I got to see where I have re-programmed some of MY dog thinking this evening.

As I talked through a couple of things I said things like “yes, well in that scenario, I do…” and then found I needed to correct myself and say “used to do…”

I got to see movement.

I was there, now I am here. You are here to!

You probably need a reminder to buy my book, or one of my audio products. You do that when you visit my Lulu store after you finish enjoying the blog.

I haven’t entirely solved social anxiety (if I choose to look at it as a problem), but I have created some new routines that don’t even entertain the old possibilities in certain situations.

Something else came to light too, as I looked through my medical notes to research my speech.

At each stage along the way, mental health services have discharged me after a few sessions.

What is missing for me is, I need ongoing help with some areas of my life.

Each time I need help with something I go to the doctor and ask for a new referral, which leads to a new assessment and so on.

The process of referral and assessment sometimes takes months.

Then after six sessions, I get discharged.

Surely, this is a total waste of resources.

I will ALWAYS be autistic. And I would be fair to say after 44 years of consistent diagnosis, anxiety is not going to just disappear.

I am actually going for another assessment tomorrow, to start the whole process again.

Okay, I am the guy who wrote a FREE eBook suggesting it is possible to view anxiety as an extreme sport.

At 46 however, there are some social situations that could be handled another way, rather than surfing through them on a fu*king roller coaster

So there’s ups and downs. What I can handle today may be tomorrow’s problem. And your problem child may become the perfect adult and inspire millions!

Surely it would be cheaper to provide mental health services to high functioning autistic patients on an ongoing and as needed basis?

Put all my medical notes in a central database, perhaps organised into key areas of ability and disability so that whoever is assigned to help me can easily see where I am at.

Food for thought perhaps?

As I said, I am here. You are here to!

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See you on the other side of the looking glass,

mark ty-wharton, creative thinker | innovator | visionary

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Somewhere in Biggleswade, not far from my house, is a tree.

Attached to the tree with a clothes peg is a five pound note.

It is an amount of money I am comfortable with giving away on a one off experiment to a random stranger.

I kind of wish it was a fifty pound note, but it is not.

So far it has been there about ten minutes.

I have mixed feelings.

I want to see who gets it.

I want to let it go.

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Something I am learning slowly but surely is thanksgiving.
It sounds so horrible, cheesy and American.
And while I am at it, I should endeavour to have a nice day and wish the same on others with an insincere smile.

It’s all about marketing right?
It starts in the big stores like Macy’s, they really don’t mean it.
Just look at how society has programmed us.

And I speak for my self when I say, British people have a cynical, down right miserable, the world owes us a favour attitude.
And where is my favour today anyway?
Do you have it?
Can you wash my car for free?
No?
Ah well, fcuk the lot of you then, I’ll drive a car that resembles a dumpster (skip).

And don’t expect me to smile.
If I resemble a bulldog licking piss off a thistle, it’s because you simply aren’t doing enough for me.
The world owes me a favour right?
Where is it?
Where is mine?

Okay…
I have painted a picture.
I will paint another.

I am lying in bed, typing this on a tiny laptop and could equally be typing it into my iPhone in the palm of my hand.
Technology is amazing right?

I, the miserable English man, can bring you this message and within seconds, it can reach you, anywhere in the world.
I can expand your mind and touch your heart with the flick of a few membrane switches.
And why, because of the people who pioneered and programmed these devices.
So thank you, people who pioneered and programmed these devices.
It annoys me to say it, I appreciate you.

Next…
I am shifting my miserable creaking carcass from the bed to the hallway and throwing on clothes.
Calvin Klein jeans that cost pennies.
A Diesel top.
Thank you eBay.
That bastard international conglomorate, who rip us off, yet enable us to have amazing bargains at our fingertips.

Now I am downstairs and I have forgotten to switch off the burglar alarm.
I have woken up my child.
It was all going so well and now, I am a stupid idiot.
It is so interesting to notice, how left to it’s own devices, my mind would destroy my day.

I am standing in my kitchen, typing this on the tiny laptop.
The battery will last four hours.
In this time, I can go anywhere in my house and have information at my fingertips.
How long till I can have this running in a chip in my brain.
I want it and I want it now (stamps foot) – time is running out for me…
Or is it?

Now I am making juice using a centrifugal juicer.
Everything goes in whole.
Fruit from around the globe, delivered fresh to my kitchen.
I don’t even need to go shopping anymore, it arrived in a truck.
In response to a message online.
Delivered fresh to my door, from Ecquador.

Even the juicer arrived in the mail.
Technology made affordable by manufacturing it in China.
Thank you China.
I get to be thin, because some miserable bloke was a bit podgy.
He invented a juicing diet, now he is happy.
I simply followed it vaguely and lost fifty pounds.
Now I am healthy, even my blood pressure is perfect.
Thank you Jason Vale.

And I notice.
I break my blog up like a poem.
Thank you for my ability to write – my talent.
And thank you to all the writers I have read along the way.
Thank you for allowing me to express myself.
And thank you for the oppurtunity to be the poet laureat.
Anyone could do it right?
So thank you for oppurtunity.

So back to America.
And its great teachers.
One of my guides is a man called Mr Twenty Twenty.
Thank you Mr Twenty Twenty.

I finally see that giving thanks, is not a cheesy American past time.
It is not a fat white man with a donut and an insincere smile.
It is the way of the native and it has meaning.
It is the custom of a culture indigenous to the land of those that call themselves free.

And I can see exactly how it works and why.
I am doing it right now.
Taking charge of my day.

I can see I could be a miserable English man, moaning about circumstance.
Or I could be a native warrior, a fellow guide, wiseman and teacher.
Making sure the Ty-Whartons that follow, transcend the British way.

So just for today.

Thank you for the oppurtunity to be alive.
Thank you for the opportunity work things out for myself.
Thank you for the adventure playground of life and it’s infinite possibilities.

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

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I joined eBay about ten years ago when I discovered that trends are regional even global and that it was possible to buy popular and expensive items from elsewhere for next to nothing.
I drove Nick Rhodes absolutely crazy by trawling through listings of CT70 motorcycle parts.
I bought all sorts from America and built an American spec monkey bike.

What I found incredible was a motorcycle frame that was popular here and would sell for a couple of hundred pounds, was virtually worthless in the US and would sell for a few dollars.
The gap in the global collectors economy has narrowed these days though I still buy motorcycle parts from India from time to time.
The other thing about eBay was, when I decided to live on a boat (for the second time in my life) I was able to sell all my possessions and raise the purchase price of the boat and a lot more besides.
For me, eBay was the place to bargain hunt and trade, I even made a few friends along the way.

These days I almost never use eBay to sell.
When I do, I tend to have a negative experience.
I just sold a huge American style fridge to a woman who called me and left a long voice mail complaining it would be too large to fit in her new extension.
I actually rewound the message and listened again.

Yes, I was right; she explained she had made a mistake and went on to say what a pain in the arse everything was, however, not once did she venture an apology.
There was no “I am so sorry to have messed you around”.
Just “See if one of the others wants it”.

Final value fees are based on the value an item makes when it is sold.
I don’t think the woman appreciates she has just caused me a considerable amount of inconvenience (in that I now have to find someone else to buy it) as well as costing me money.
The real sting in the tail?
The fridge is still available new for £850.
My fridge is in outstanding condition.
The selling price £280.
Talk about looking a gift horse in the mouth.

So what has changed?
My observation is that nearly all the original cool traders on eBay have moved on culturally.
We are all on Freecycle; giving things away, being of service to others and playing a new karma game.
The joy has gone from eBay and the vultures have moved in.

Don’t get me wrong, I love a bargain as much as the next person.
But at what price.
Do I need people who can’t muster an apology and feel the World owes them a favour?
I have Aspergers and can manage not to treat another person with such contempt.
So this woman really has no excuse!

See you on the other side of the looking glass,

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How do you tell when someone is lying?
And why do humans have a consistent need to lie to one another?
I allowed someone to lie to me yesterday and nodded my head politely just to see how far he would take it.

This person on the surface, is a very genuine looking and sounding bloke.
His eye contact is great and I only spotted one tell tale eye flutter, which may actually have been confusion over my refusing to engage with him over an electrical cable which we both know is potentially lethal.
Who am I talking about?
The builder!

If you have been following me on Twitter, you will know we just had some minor alterations carried out to the house we moved to.
Because of the builder’s continued promises and apologies, we have made decisions based on the information he has given us, which have literally turned our lives upside down.
Something about this person had me trust him. A part of me always believed what he said and I am still giving him benefit of doubt.
He actually does all the right things to appear trustworthy.
Perhaps at the moment he says it, he actually believes it himself?

I knew he was leaving yesterday never to return, when I made him a cup of tea in a mug with his business logo on it.
After loading all his tools onto his van (to get them out my way) and being reassured he was only loading the things he didn’t need for our job, he made motions to start work.
There was an atmosphere of adrenalin. I could almost feel the panic in the air.
He was making all the right noises, explaining how he would move the furniture around to do the floors and that the replacement bath was at the suppliers.
But he had arrived with a fifteen year old lad and not the Corgi registered plumber he had promised to bring with him, something was clearly wrong.
I sensed he needed to be somewhere else in a hurry.
He seemed late for another engagement and the circular saw seemed to be an important part of it.

He was taking great care to explain everything in way too much detail.
The game became such that he thought I didn’t know what he was doing – while I played along with him.
Why?
Because I think the relationship has passed the point where any genuine communication can take place.
Because I don’t think he is capable of finishing the work.
Because the fastest way to get my life back on track was to let him show his true colours.

I rather hoped he would step up to the mark and have a real conversation with me, arrive at a solution.
He decided to take the money and run.
He explained in rediculous detail that the roller he was about to paint my partner’s office with needed to be replaced and he was just popping out to buy another one.
He promised to return within an hour.
As he reversed down the drive, I looked for the mugs.
They were gone.

Given that we have paid nearly all the monies due for the work, what am I attracting?
Have I been mugged? Or taken for a mug?
You tell me!

See you on the other side of the looking glass,