Dear Reader;
So I want to create in language a new opportunity for you, my reader, to be inspired by this blog.
I usually create this space like I am broken and I dump my crap here. I apologise, I am not broken!
To date, this blog has been about as inspirational as dog sick, even my Mum unsubscribed. Really!
I just woke in a cold sweat – 03:40am
It’s all about me, all of it.
Everything in my space, has been put here by me.
I’ll hazard a guess and consider for a moment the Aspergers, the anxiety, they are just stuff I made up.
Not like in reality my brain does not work differently. It does.
More like, I chose it, then I made it a problem.
Imagine the value to science of someone who clearly distinguishes and notices everything about everything.
Then focus this mind on trivial nonsense and have it tell everyone it is broken (and broke – believe me without my credit cards I am pennyless right now).
Do you think Einsten was worrying what the other parents thought about him in the playground when he dropped his kids at school.
Did you see his hair?
I promise not to do that any more, like it matters.
I took a MENSA supervised IQ test last week, then pretended I didn’t.
I failed to make MENSA by a point (because I was busy sabotaging and believing my own crap).
Next time I take the test I will be aiming for the maximum score, 161.
This is not the Mark Ty-Wharton (aka Tinley) you came here to read about.
Did you know, everyone on this planet has a unique place here?
Did you know I am letting hundreds of adults with Aspergers and other disabilities down if I fail to open my transport museum?
Did you know my book has the power to really change lives? (people are telling me their experiences and I am not telling you because it is marketing).
Did you know all the best Internet markters hate me.
I just jibed at them like a jealous kid, then told all my friends EVERYTHING is a con.
It can’t ALL be!
The only real con artist here is me…
Not like my book isn’t great, it will change your entire life.
Like, there is so much more of the amazing Mark Ty-Wharton to give and so much more for you to get.
So what is the Landmark Forum?
Is it a con?
No way!
I have been reading Werner Erhard’s material prior to attending this course.
Werner created EST and the conversation is alive in Landmark’s courses.
The man is BRILLIANT. Not like I am trying to impress him if he reads this brilliant, like pure GENIUS.
The course is BRILLIANT.
You KNOW from reading my work (even my crap) how intelligent I am.
And from my razor sharp focus and from the paradigm of problems, I’ll dig one up if there is one.
So what am I saying?
I am saying I am no longer going to waste my time and yours by writing crap.
I am not saying anything else unless it is worth saying.
I am telling you right now DO THE FORUM. Google Landmark Education. No links, you’ll figure it out.
and I am requesting, if you get this, pass it on and ask someone to read my blog. Not just read it though, please register via Feedburner so I know you are here.
I already told you there is another side to the looking glass,
This is it!
Thankyou for listening
Mark
I was in ASDA supermarket with my partner, a rare occurance, I promise.
We were looking for something.
I walked around an aisle and jumped about a foot backwards with my hands in the air and shouted.
“AAAAAAAAARRGH!” then shaking violently, “Whoa!”
“I know, she’s very scarey isn’t she” the mother of a little girl piped up.
Her small three or four year old daughter was standing in the front of a shopping trolley looking completely and utterly bewildered. (I think).
My partner was looking at me, shocked and bemused.
“Sorry, she made me jump”.
“What on earth was that, that poor child, why did you do that?” Gina asked me. “She’ll get a hang up about it now”.
“I have absolutely no idea”, slightly confused “she just made me jump, it was unexpected”.
Children you see, are terrifying. Even my own children, who should know better.
Why?
Because they turn up in inexpected places without warning.
There had been an apparition of a child face where I would have expected to see an five foot tall adult face.
Who Do Voodoo? You Do!
So they are in my face, invading my aura, hanging off my pockets, kicking my shins, threateing my balls and now, unexpectedly appearing at armpit height with no logical statement to explain what they are doing there.
They don’t follow patterns either.
I like patterns, they are safe.
Even my predictable chaos is patterned and has its own complex structure.
But unpredictable kids!
Go and be hyperactive somewhere else…
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
mark ty-wharton, creative thinker | innovator | visionary
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So here I am driving in my car.
I get that my life is real, I am who I am, I live my truth.
But I also get, that my truth is just a story and I could play the circumstances of my life so many other ways.
Stuff happens, we link the in-between with a story line.
We are not free to act, we act to be free.
Story time…
I am a 46 year old adult male.
People constantly tell me, I can come across as overtly negative. About life, about myself, about others.
I also get that it is NOT part of my story.
I am by nature a problem solver and I also spot detail. If there is the tiniest problem in the smallest detail I will notice (and mention) it as a service to others.
Going to buy a used car?
I am the guy to take with you if you want to nail the salesman on the deal.
Thinking of starting up in business or getting into a relationship?
Or any other area where imperfection would be perfect?
Don’t run the idea by me 
While I make negative statements about things, I don’t tend to dwell on them.
They are a driver for betterment.
The story I have currently chosen to run my life from one moment to the next actually turns out to be a very positive and optimistic one.
It goes like this.
I found out I have Asperger Syndrome a few years back and it makes light of my failures. I get to be kind to myself, accept myself a lot and say it is okay I couldn’t do X, or Z, or even Y.
I also have successes where any normal person would have failed, so what am I really missing out on?
I can be angry and frustrated about my past at times, which comes across as negative, yet is a driver to for the future.
I do determination well!
Does it serve me?
A mixed bag. If I strive to do this better, I can have that.
So what of the future?
Because I have successes where any normal person would have failed, I can play on my strengths.
One of my strengths is, I know I can succeed.
But, can I use Asperger Syndrome as my get out clause?
I could and rarely choose to.
I have Asperger Syndrome, so compared to others I am disabled; I only have limited value as a human being – I am doing my best, poor me.
What I realise is…
Poor me takes more energy and effort to sustain than “what’s possible?”
Part of the problem is, I was born into a society that said it has to be a certain way.
Flying in the face of the conventional (even when I think I am not) has never been easy.
My point being?
Roughly 1% of adults have been diagnosed with an autistic spectrum disorder, perhaps more?
They need a voice.
A voice with experience.
My story is, I am that guy.
What makes me special?
What makes me the spokesperson for Autism as opposed to the “WE ARE NOT DISABLED” activists who are FIGHTING their cause…
First and foremost, I know I am disabled.
I accept the limitations of having an autistic mindset, in fact some of them are darn right funny.
I accept I am not going to do well socially and even accept some things I say to some people might upset them.
I accept I get fixated on things and see solutions to problems in a very black or white way.
I might even forget to shave, or wash once in a while. I don’t like hairdressers, or dentists. I refuse to take medication and I have very fixed ideas (about a lot of things).
I may even frighten your children, or you – if I pay your kids too much attention, talk to them like they are adults, or find them more interesting than you!
I also accept a lot of the above can be dealt with for younger people with Asperger Syndrome by educating both them and the adults supporting them.
I am very open to the idea I can constantly update my own logical database of possible scenarios to improve my social relationships.
In otherwords I am not waging a war aganst normal people.
But what of the strengths?
Autism has a place in society.
For me, being overtly negative aboout it, is a driver to find a more positive aspect.
I am that guy.
Autism?
Strengths?
Mine?
My ability to write this, open your mind with words, make you think?
Yours?
An autistic mind on your board of directors?
We already know where that can lead!
Type “List Of Famous People With Aspergers” into Google and see what you get!
An autistic think tank?
Where minds meet genius?
Are you ready yet?
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
Mark Ty-Wharton, author of The Logic Of Attraction.
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I am in what is essentially a field.
I have paid £20 to sit here.
Hewn from the hillside is a dirt track.
My son Brandon, is racing up and down the hill on the Honda XR80 I attracted.
It was one of those intuition things.
I was looking for a bike for him on eBay and was drawn to a local sale for a larger bike.
I had a feeling a bit like when something is on the tip of your Tongue and can’t be recalled, except this was a new thought.
Something I hadn’t said before.
Something I was creating.
There has to be an old Honda locally, I had thought.
Better to spend £200 on an old reliable Honda than a modern Chinese thing that will break.
I have had enough of those.
When I looked at the photos, there was the Honda, just visible, tucked away under a tarpaulin.
It was local and exactly what I wanted for him.
I emailed the seller and they still had it.
He was planning to list it on eBay but hadn’t got round to it.
So we agreed on £60.
With a little work it is the perfect bike for Brandon.
I had the parts needed to get it going and it didn’t take long.
So here I am in a field.
Roasting in the sun.
Watching Brandon learn to ride a motorbike the way I did.
By doing it!
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
I am surrounded by sick people.
My family have been diagnosed with swine flu.
I choose to be well.
Swine flu serves no purpose for me.
What I notice about it is:
My partner has indoctrinated our toddler with her daily mantra, “I don’t feel
well”.
In turn I have indoctrinated him with mine, “I am not very happy about that”!
Or more simply, “I am not happy”.
He interprets this as “I feel horrible”.
What a fucked life he has ahead of him if I don’t become a more positive role model.
Then again, despite running a temperature of 101.4 he charges around as if nothing has happened.
I was taught to play sick when I wasn’t well.
Teachers, employers, doctors and the like all saying “well if you are running around like that, there can’t be that much wrong with you”.
And there are a million and one other phrases we throw at our children.
I would further venture to say…
All parents are incompetent!
We have had NO training.
And by the time we figure we made inappropriate choices for our children, society is stuck with the consequences of it.
Gun worship, crime, sex, violence.
The worst part.
Without wanting to sound like an insane evangelist.
It’s mind control!
Fear.
So what do you want to do?
Roll over and die when THEY tell you to?
Or unplug from collective consciousness and play?
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
Despite spending years of my life on tour with various bands, I have been lucky enough to witness the birth of all three of my children.
I cannot imagine what it would have been like to be away in a foreign land and to return to a new child.
Being at the birth provides an important and un-severable emotional bond.
When my daughter was born, she was handed to me, a purple screaming bloody mess, with a dented head.
I looked at her wrapped in a coarsely laundered white towel and it was love at first sight.
There is a bond between us that is immeasurable.
It spans all of time, forever.
When my eldest son was born, I heard his first cry muffled in the blood of birth.
A sound that is hard to forget.
When my youngest son was born, I held his little hand and we slept.
Waves of emotion enveloping my every breath.
The bonds of love that brought these children into the world are tangible passionate moments.
It is relatively easy to form an emotional bond with an adult.
For me however, without being at the birth, I wonder if having children would carry any meaning for me.
All three births made me cry.
Had I been on a tour and celebrated a blurred mobile phone picture with a Guinness and a cigar, things may not have been the same.
If all that marked the birth of my children was a bigger hangover the following day, would I ever have connected with them?
A touring musician I know has just had a child.
He was in Las Vegas as the child was born in London.
I cannot imagine what that must have been like.
As I get older, it becomes clearer which of life’s events the truly important ones are.
I have the profound privilege to always be in the right place at the right time.
And when things don’t appear to be going as I planned.
All I need do is remember that.
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
I have my older two children staying with me for a week and have decided to spend less time on the computer. As it is one of my special interests I am literally dragging myself away from it kicking and screaming. To make sure I have less contact with it I have invited some of my favourite fellow blog writers to to stand in for me.
Todd Silva’s idea has been a complete revelation to me and I cannot stress enough how much fun it is.
My daughter gave me a puzzled look the other day and said “Dad, why do you keep leaving pound coins everywhere?”
If you want to know why read on…
Ladies and gentlemen, Todd Silva…
Do you know what the greatest gift is that you can give?
A couple of years ago, I began something that I call Give Away A Dollar A
Day. I had experienced some real hard lessons around money and finances,
and, what sprung out of all the “inner work” that I did to try and
understand what had happened, was the inspiration to begin this simple and
joyous practice. The discoveries that I made were that much of my life was
spent looking out for No. 1, with little time spent giving to others. In
short, I was a taker. Those hard lessons I mentioned were my wake up call.
And the inspiration to begin to give daily was how I was being gently guided
to turn this behavior around, and to start giving back.
Although I’ve given away a dollar every day for almost two years now, along
the way I’ve learned so much more about the many ways that I can give, that
you can give, that we can give – we can give thanks by expressing our
gratitude for all that we have right now, and we can be in service to
others. We can forgive – others, and just as importantly, ourselves. We can
give unconditionally which is without a doubt the most essential part of
giving. We can give time to be with our loved ones, and we can give them
love.
What I’ve come to learn is that the greatest gift that we can give, though,
is to give of who we really are. It’s to give back to others, to all of life
itself, the true essence of who you are, from your heart, from your very
core. “Follow your bliss”, as the late mythologist Joseph Campbell wrote. It
means – discover who you are and what you’re here to do, and then GIVE to
the world from that heart center within you.
I’m a sales engineering executive, and as such, spend much of my time at
work discussing business related issues with associates and clients. But my
most favorite thing to talk about is this idea of “Follow you bliss”. When
the time is right, and the conversation is open and ready for it, I like to
ask, “If you had no worries or concerns about money or time – in other
words, if you knew that the clock wasn’t going to run out on you anytime
soon, and that all of your bills were going to be paid – what would you
choose to do?” I love this question, because it almost always takes everyone
by surprise, and elicits a pretty healthy smile!
Do you give yourself time to dream about what you would do? Allow yourself
the time to fuel your dreams. And then begin to take the steps toward
realizing your dream now – even if it’s just baby steps.
Because when you are following your bliss, you are giving from the very
essence of who you are. And I truly believe that there is no greater reason
for your being here. And that there is no greater gift that you can give.
Blessings,
Todd Silva
PS – This is from The Power Of Myth with Bill Moyers, by Joseph Campbell,
page 113 – “If you follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track
that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you
ought to be living is the one you are living. Wherever you are – if you are
following your bliss, you are enjoying that refreshment, that life within
you, all the time.”
The fun with the children continues…
I am pleased to announce however, so does the blog, except I am not writing it…
When people write interesting comments in response to things I have written I invariably go and check out their work. I am intrigued by the person I am about to introduce as they share some of my ideas and ideals and write in a similar way to me.
Given that we have never met, live 5000 miles from each other and have very different lives, I am as I say, intrigued.
I love this blog, it’s something I think about a lot, though for any action I know I have mastered, I have yet to start work.
Please do follow her links and read her material. Oh and now my book is on Amazon for $9 with free shipping you’ll have change in your pocket to buy hers as well.
Over to Reine.
I have been thinking a lot about what a true “Master” is.
When you hear the word Master, or read about someone who has mastered something, you think of someone who is outstanding and at the top of the list for what they set out to do. A Master of Kung Fu or perhaps someone has mastered playing the piano. But what can we gauge a Master by? Is it his technique? His full comprehension of something? His skill and accomplishments? To a degree, it’s all of those things. Though I do believe the term Master has been misunderstood for many over time. To understand what being a Master is, I am bringing up the old saying, “A jack of all trades, yet a Master of none”. Many of us have been taught to try as many things as you can in life. Of course, this is an amazing way to expand your horizons. It is a wonderful way to be. But there is truth in the saying. To dabble and “give it a try” is just that. Many of us are very happy doing this. Perhaps you tried pottery class, and then decided to give yoga a go; maybe cooking Thai was next so on and so on. Now, you have such an array of amazing things you experienced, but you must take that for what it is. Some experience. To say after taking a 4 week pottery class, you’ve “Mastered” pottery would be absurd. Even if you have taken pottery all your life, does it mean you’ve mastered it? It depends on how you view what a Master truly is.
Taken from the book The Dancing Wu Li Masters by Gary Zukav
“A Master teaches essence. When the essence is perceived, he teaches what is necessary to expand the perception.” To taste a dish of food, to savor the flavors and textures; to understand what goes into the preparation, the spices and where they came from – being grateful for having this food, that is the “essence” of the dish. If you wanted to be a Master Chef, you would have the “essence” for your creations. This goes for anything one wants to Master in life. You must walk before you crawl. You must be your action of that very moment and understand how and why you are there.
For a Martial Arts Master, they must combine the body/mind unity to fully become as such in their skill. One cannot be without the other. So in plain language, you must walk the walk, if you talk the talk.
Then there is the catch phrase, “Master of your own fate”. Can one really be? Mastering something perceives the essence and then expanding the perception, you would have to define “fate”. What have we read about fate? Force predetermining events: the force or principle believed to predetermine events. Outcome: a consequence or final result.
Destiny: something with decisive or far-reaching consequences that inevitably happens to somebody or something. Would it make sense to say then, that we can indeed be a Master of our fate? I believe we cannot Master fate. I believe we can Master our journey. This is the most important part of it all. We are taught that how we begin something and how we end something are what really counts. It is true that starting off well and ending well is our goal, but it’s not the essence of what we achieve. When a runner is in a race, he wants to get the best start possible. To get as far in the lead as he can, it will be easier to maintain his pace throughout and hold his place right? Does this mean he will win? No. He wants to, but if he comes in second or third, he has still taken part in the race and all it took to get him there, was profound. This is the perception expanding. If this runner had not been a true Master of running, he would be focused on winning. It would mean everything. But if the runner’s perception could view how his whole life has been altered by being in motion and trying, he has become greater then any first place could give him.
Fate then is always changing with our perception and essence. The only thing we can truly Master is ourselves. Then what ever you are trying to achieve will be as great as you are in that moment. As amazing as you become from your understanding of your “race”.
So, when you are ready to give your time to something and want to do well with it and become a Master; try to remember that everything you open your mind to through your class, or sport, or artistic creation has this essence you must have reverence for and become a part of. Master the possibilities…
Reine
About me: I am a 35 year old poet, singer, songwriter Mother of 3 living in N.Y.
I have a book out called Soul Words and the poetry in it is about all of these things I have come to understand in my life journey. I have fused science and the soul into words.
You can find me on
http://reinem.wordpress.com/ and http://www.myspace.com/soulwordsamodeo
I have my older two children staying with me for a week and have decided to spend less time on the computer. As it is one of my special interests I am literally dragging myself away from it kicking and screaming. To make sure I have less contact with it I have invited some of my favourite fellow blog writers to to stand in for me.
It is with great pleasure that I give you this amazing piece from “Sean Wright” – I even get to learn something about him that I didn’t previously know.
What I do know is that Sean is an amazing musician and writes some, or should I say a lot of amazing songs.
When you have finished here, I have a feeling you may just be compelled to check out his website…
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you, Sean Wright…
I’ve been working for years – 19 years to be precise – on alternative
thinking/acting/doing. I’ve been gurued, and shamanised, spirit
guided, theosophied, yogafied, and much, much more. Thinking about it,
there isn’t much I haven’t either experienced or read about in the
loosely termed Higher Consciousness field. And therein lies the
challenge: what’s REALLY going on? What are we REALLY doing here in
this physical reality? What is the purpose of life, love, and the
ideologies that spin this world of ours from states of chaos that are
desperately trying to make sense and order?
From my perspective, there are two states of knowledge or information
that I value. One, is first hand. The second is second hand. The
second hand is useful if you have no direct experience of the
continuity of life, the so-called eternal or Divine
consciousness/subconsciousness that we all inhabit, weather we are
aware of our greater self or not. I have come to call this second-hand
state: the forever searching man.
The first state of first hand experience offers up mind-altering, and
ego-challenging opportunities. The first state connects you DIRECTLY
to the source of yourself. Some call it the Creator within all
creation. We are all linked, and therefore by definition and logic -
we are all one.
You may be wondering, what the hell is this guy talking about? Well, I’ll
tell you. I need a context, and an event so that you may understand.
It happened like this. 19 years ago. I’d stupidly dived into the
swimming pool. It was an outdoor pool, and the cover had been drawn
across it, except for about five feet of clear water at the deep end.
I shouldn’t have done it, but it was too late now. Somehow, I banged
my head as I dived. I got disorientated, and thought that I was
swimming underwater towards the hole, but in fact I was swimming in
the opposite direction towards the shallow end that was already
covered. I came up for air, but the cover was somehow lying flat on
the surface. I couldn’t break through! I panicked, and punched the
thick blue cover above me, but for some reason, it didn’t budge.
Everything was blue. The water, the cover, the sky that I knew was
above but couldn’t see. I knew then that I would never see that sky
again.
I understood at the deepest level. I was drowning. I was stuck
beneath the water, and no-one knew it. I was drowning. My vision
faded, my lungs ready to explode with the unbearable desire to
breathe. I opened my mouth, a reflex of survival, and…
http://seanwrightalbum-a-month.blogspot.com/
