I decided to find a place to practice my Tai Chi this morning and play a game with it.
If you have been with me for a while, you will know one of my teachers is NLP guru Mr Twenty Twenty.
Twenty is remarkable in that he has been to the other side of death and come back.
I decided to play Tai Chi from different spaces and states this morning.
At first I was very internal auditory and very spaced out spiritually. Like outside my body, or at the very least not in touch with my kinaesthetic system.
I noticed I was creating anxiety, stress and worry. There was nothing expansive about the experience.
I tried a few other combinations, then I decided to experience Tai Chi the way a human being is designed.
I focused auditory externally and entered a state where my mind seemed to stop. A listening. An analogy might be that it was like being a Bhudda on a mountain top. Spiritual peace, silence.
I focused kinaesthetic internally and noticed my body and how it felt. I had a real sense of me, in the cold, in the woods, being me in the silence of the sounds around me.
I watched the Universe around me. The trees, the leaves, I could almost see the air moving. As I used my eyes properly things got brighter, more vivid.
Then I played a new game. A game called expansion. I imagined the silence in my head as an infinite being.
I wondered at my ability to push the boundaries of this infinite being outside of me.
Having expanded my spirit to the edge of my reach I realised I had created a zone. A clearing in the woods. A clearing in the Universe that is me.
Then I created a new story.
Right now I am in someone else’s space. And that person is standing in that space for my life.
Their space is so huge they create new paradigms for people to live into. And they get they are just another person!
And I can do that too.
I can be anything I want to be.
I can be as mango is to onion (sweetness is to tears). I can be the gold at the end of the rainbow. I can be the lightning in the night sky. I can be Aladdin in the hall of kings. I can be truly magical.
Kind of an amazing story to create from a Chinese walk in the woods.
Something to be alive for…
And maybe, just maybe, there is nowhere to get to. This rabbit hole is just another story. Another round on the golf course. A stance. A posture. A way of being.
But for that you’ll need to talk with my other friend in dharmaville, TP.
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
mark ty wharton
Over the course of the past two years, I have been reading at an increasing distance.
About two years ago I had a horrific virus in both eyes and at the time was tested and shown to have 20/20 vision.
I now hold books at mid arm length to have the text in focus.
I decided to book an eye test.
I was a little shocked to find my eyesight has deteriorated by a full point in the elderly direction.
Even more shocked to find it is an age thing, that at age 45 eyes start to change.
I just invested £180 in my future clarity of vision.
My glasses will be ready in a week.
Time to book another photo shoot with Tim Rosier perhaps?
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
Literally perhaps?
mark ty-wharton
I have had a very interesting shift in the way I perceive things today.
I have a friend who is blind, who is interested in recording very accurate soundscapes.
We had a long discussion about binaural microphones, headphones and so on and he made me aware of some interesting points.
Then he played me a recording he made in a clothes shop.
What is interesting about the recording is, it is an almost perfect test of the accuracy of his binaural microphones.
The clothes mask reverberation to an extent, while the hangers being moved on the rails provide a real sense of the physical space.
I closed my eyes to listen.
At the end I said “I am sure I felt someone walk across in front of me near the end”.
I also noticed he had achieved something I almost never do, which is, he kept his head absolutely still for the whole recording.
My ‘problem’ is, things in my visual field distract me and I turn my head to look at them and ruin my recordings.
What was eerie was, I could ‘feel’ the people around me.
Yet where in my body did I feel them?
I uncovered something.
When I say “I feel something” it usually means there is something I have heard.
And I started to realise where else I do this.
Audio is integral to my functioning on this planet and my heightened awareness of it in a way constitutes my apparent sixth sense.
But it goes way deeper with me.
I feel it.
I choose sounds and mix records based on how they make me feel.
An element of synaesthasia perhaps?
Cross wiring of the senses.
Unless I deliberately ‘put’ my awareness on kinaesthetic I am not sure it shows up for me.
It is transparent in its total abscence.
So ‘I feel’ my environment with my ears?
I will have to work on this further it seems…
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
mark ty-wharton
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!
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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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I had one of my reccuring dreams last night.
I dream I am at the start of an exciting fairground ride, but to get there I have to go down this tunnel (kind of like a water flume, but the first part has a really tight bend in it that I get stuck in).
Wonder what that is a metaphor for
Anyway, in the dream, just prior to this I am on the roof of an old building.
I remember in the dream, at this point I usually slip on some green moss and fall to my death, I wonder if I can do it different.
I manage to get past the point where I slip and get into the building via a broken window.
Once inside I am ready to enter the tunnel.
I am worried I have put on a lot of weight recently and will get stuck.
By the way, I was an eleven pound eleven and three quarter ounce baby.
Yes, think about it…
Ouch!
So I decide to try something different.
I choose a positive mindset about the tunnel before entering it.
I choose to be aware of my body and to be centred in myself.
When I get through, my son is there on the ride with me and there are bubbles. I am travelling backwards very fast and I duck, worried about banging the back of my head on something overhead.
So what do you think?
Reading through the unconscious metaphors, am I a born again positive?
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
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The death of two people in a sweat lodge in Sedona, offers us a very interesting opportunity to look at the energy we are using in life and ultimately at what we are attracting.
Negative or positive?
It is very easy to be sucked into the media’s version of events. Ray is inexperienced and out to make a quick buck?
The Internet is littered with articles vilifying Ray and his practices. Mine is not one of them.
I am not applauding his actions either, but realise in the past year or so, something in me has shifted.
The media encourages us to seek out and revel in the negativity of it all. It is the soft sell, get at the basic emotions and hook people.
The story we are being offered is interesting, compelling even, but it is badly researched and simply not true.
I have recently been listening to an interview Bill Harris recorded with James Ray as part of The Masters Of The Secret series. (also on iTunes).
Despite the spin the media are putting on it, it is absolutely clear from the interview that Ray is incredibly experienced in more than one set of spiritual practices, having studied with groups all over the World.
The Native Americans are claiming he was performing one of their rituals, on their land. They then go on to claim Ray was doing it all wrong. But was he?
Here is my take on it.
$10,000?
Why not?
It is a six day course and James Ray has spent a lifetime learning various spiritual practices and bundled them together into the “Spiritual Warrior” package which is ultimately designed to help people.
He is entitled to charge as much as he likes for his time and services.
Arguing that Native Americans don’t charge for the same service is ridiculous, given that the service was completely different from and traditional Native American culture is based on barter.
In Native American culture they still would have given him something valuable, some tobacco, some food, a horse.
Try getting that one past the IRS!
More important, the money from these courses goes into running a business that provides less profitable seminars all around the world. As far as I can tell, he sows seeds of abundance in people that go way beyond the financial.
Yes, we can pick at his business practices and find fault, but if YOU are doing that… WHAT are YOU attracting with this energy?
Okay, clearly something did go wrong. The reality is two people died. But why they died has yet to be determined.
When someone is doing something groundbreaking and new, what do we have to judge it against when things go wrong?
Until the cause is clear, give James A Ray the benefit of doubt.
Simply send the sick your love and good will.
And… This includes Ray, he may be sick too… One possible reason he left, of many.
You can choose to be positive, or negative about it.
Maybe 49 people had an incredible experience, perhaps all did to that point?
Being positive or negative, putting in your energy, having your say…
It may, or may not, make a difference to this situation, ultimately it will make a difference in YOU.
This is mine…
I have read a lot of negative things about James A Ray in the past few days; people telling their poor me stories about how he was horrible to them in one of his seminars.
Hello there… Isn’t that what you always do?
When will these “poor me” stories STOP?
If it fits you, then take responsibility for your feelings!
If seminar leaders are horrible to you, you probably NEEDED it to see you, to GET your perception of things.
Frankly, if you are still complaining, you just won’t get it!
Hit the comments below. Get it off your chest.
Which side of the looking glass are you on this one?
I am with the positive reflection!
See you there…
mark ty-wharton, creative thinker | innovator | visionary
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I have been talking with my partner Gina about the word “No” and have concluded there is such a thing as a positive “No”.
If you have seen the film ‘Yes Man’ you may be familiar with the idea of having a “Yes” day.
At least one real life self-development course I can think of, invites participants to do just this as a part of their homework.
You literally choose a day to say “Yes” to everything and observe the consequences.
On deeper reflection I concluded; it would be equally valid to have a “No” day.
I probably say “Yes” to way more things than I intend to, usually to please my partner, a friend, or perhaps to avoid feeling guilt.
Perhaps a positive “No” might sound something like “I would love to come to your event, except it doesn’t fit in with my plans, sorry”.
So, is there such a thing as a negative “Yes” ?
The answer my friend is…
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
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What have you noticed today?
Let me guess.
If you drive a car and you have been anywhere, you probably spotted another like it, or similar.
Perhaps someone reminded you of someone else you know?
Or something about your day reminded you of yesterday, or tomorrow?
Your day will have been punctuated with things which are already in your consciousness.
Your actions will have made sense to you given the values you already hold in your consciousness.
Things outside your mindset will have gone un-noticed or been ignored.
So…
Where am I going with this?
Yes, you guessed it.
What haven’t you noticed?
What you haven’t noticed is you are noticing these things.
You have been programmed by everything that has happened to you this far in life, to operate within your own paradigm of understanding.
In other words – you will only see more of what you already know and understand.
When you see it – it is a completion in your consciousness.
Like, aha, yes, this is reality, great!
So here is a game…
If I assume I notice Peugeot cars, because I drive one…
What if I deliberately start noticing Bentleys, Jaguars and Rolls ROyces?
I get to drive one?
What if I deliberately start noticing people who look like they have money?
I get to be a billionare?
What if I deliberately gravitate towards the mindset of noticing the things I would like to have?
Well…
What if…
As part of the mind game, when I see one of these things, I could drop “there’s a jaguar, just like mine” into my psychological landscape.
You notice the things you have more, than the things you do not have, because they are already in your consciousness.
Do you think?
Noticing the things you aspire towards, closes the loop.
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
Mark Ty-Wharton, author of The Logic Of Attraction.
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I’ve woken this morning nursing a slowly churning stomach.
I dreamed about a girl called Jo.
I was in a house with my old friend Mark Stubbs.
We were preparing for her arrival.
She was a TV presenter in the dream.
She was to be an important guest.
She was also my ex-girlfriend, yet I told no-one.
I was charging around being very domesticated with a hoover.
She arrived.
I didn’t see her face, she was driving a huge baby blue American truck.
She was actually a character from my past.
Then I remembered calling her.
She had gone to Scotland with a friend.
This guy lived upstairs from her Finsbury Park apartment.
They had been camping or to a festival.
It was arranged before we started dating.
I remember being anxious about it before she went.
I was worried she would sleep with the guy.
I wanted to be cool.
So I said nothing.
When she came back I called her.
She was on the phone, gushing with excitement.
“I can’t go out with you any more” I said.
I knew it was the wrong decision.
I felt it in my stomach.
“Why not”, she wanted a reason… “Please tell me why”?
I couldn’t.
She was my best friends girl.
I had cheekily asked for her number, then worse, called her and invited her out behind his back.
Then I stole her from him.
Because of my own insecurities, I was afraid anyone else could do the same to me.
My anxiety was, she would sleep with anyone.
Maybe she did?
Later it caused the death of my friend.
So what is this feeling?
Am I still anxious, or is it guilt?
I watched YES MAN the other night.
It is beautifully put together and the portrayal of romance in the film is almost perfect.
Life isn’t like that!
In the film, Carl Allen makes a covenant with Terrence Bundley, a guy who runs seminars to teach people to say YES to life.
Carl agrees to say YES to everything.
Carl believes if he says no, bad things will befall him.
It reminds me of Landmark Education.
There is a part of a Landmark course around incompletions.
We were encouraged to find people from our past and apologise to them.
If they are dead, you write them a letter to complete.
Everything left unsaid is said.
If you don’t do it, you are stuck with the incompletion forever.
Another covenant perhaps?
Get it complete or bad feelings will befall you.
Even if I had Jo sitting in front of me right now, I wouldn’t know where to start.
Nothing left unsaid? I can’t even remember it all now.
She was outgoing, I was an anxious wreck.
My best friend is dead, I once wrote him a letter.
So why the slowly churning stomach.
Is there still an incompletion?
Of course there is.
But, does every incompletion constitute repeated contemplation on the matter?
Perhaps it is time to break the covenant I made with Landmark.
Perhaps it is time to say I am not proud of what I did, but it is in the past.
It is my history and it does not make me who I am.
I am not the sum of my past actions.
I am free.
I am creating myself from my future actions and intentions.
Right here, right now.
So do I need to find Jo and explain?
Even in my dreams?
Can I cure my churning stomach?
You bet I can.
I can have a nice cup of tea and smile at the memory.
See you on the other side of the looking glass,
