The Ramblings of the Titanium Don
Explorations of Conscious Reality Creation, Mindfulness, and Other Matters
Sometimes the path is nowhere to be seen. Sure, I might know the goal, I might have an idea of how I wish to walk the path…but that does not mean that the path will be clear, or even necessarily visible. Pathwalking is a tricky process, as you may have noticed. And one of the things that makes it tricky, beyond just identifying the desire to choose and walk your own path, is even locating a path in the first
One of the main keys to this entire process is feeling. It is necessary to start by thinking about how I want to walk my path. Thought is the beginning. But the real key to this is FEELING. If all I do is think about it – I cannot generate enough power to manifest it. To consciously create my reality, I cannot simply give it thought – it requires feeling. It demands feeling. If I cannot feel it, I cannot
Why do I believe that choosing my own path is possible? How can I think that conscious pathwalking can be realistic? Why do I so vehemently believe this? Because I have seen it in action. Because I have experienced it first hand. Because I have done it. As I stated in the last entry to this blog – Pathwalking is about finding the path, really experiencing the here and now of it, and understanding that we have the ability to
What IS pathwalking, specifically, anyhow? It occurs to me that I haven’t yet explained what this is, and why I think it is so very important. The Australian Aborigines use the term ‘Walkabout’ to denote an adolescent journey through the wilderness as a rite of passage. It has been borrowed in more common culture over the years to refer to a spiritual journey, often taking the form of some kind of physical adventure. Pathwalking, as I call it, is taking
Not only is the path not straight – neither does it run smoothly and evenly. There are hills, dips, twists, turns, ruts and potholes. There are points from which you can see the goal, only to be turned almost completely around. And sometimes the path seems to leap across incredible distances, defying all logic. This is part of the overall frustration in trying to choose one’s own path. I know what I want, I know how I want my life
I am not my job. My job does not define me. How many of us, along the path, fall into this trap? I mean, our job is the place where we spend 7 – 12 of our waking hours A DAY. It is very easy to let our job define us – and, as such, to define our path. Now for a lucky few, their job DOES define them – because is it a chosen part of their path. But
Sometimes, you reach a crossroads. The path winds and wends, you see all sorts of oddities and sights and such, and then, all of a sudden, there is not a single path anymore. There are a whole bunch of paths. Crossroads. Ah yes, time for some more confusion. As we walk our path, we will inevitably come across this. Not only is the path of life not straight, but it is also not singular. Choices effect which path we place
There are good days, and bad days. Some days I feel excited. I am exhilarated by the possibility the new day represents. I am looking forward to what lies ahead. I am ready for anything. And then, some days, I am exhausted. My energy is sapped, my mind wanders easily. I don’t want to do much beyond bum around, maybe sleep. I can barely concentrate, I don’t want to think or do anything. Those days it is hard to stay
Who am I? I have been asking myself this question since I was fairly young. And the answer has constantly changed. In elementary school, I was the teacher’s pet. I was more-or-less a straight ‘A’ student (except my elementary school didn’t use this grading scale) and did extra projects, worked for extra credit and LOVED school. I was an outsider, though. This was never more evident than amongst the other kids at Hebrew school, and in the local Jewish community
How can I make a difference? This question comes up for me fairly often. I want to help other people see the world in the way that I see it. NOT in a ‘my way is the one true way’ idea at all. On the contrary – I want people to disagree with me. I want them to consider these words, and reject them if they disagree. I want them to think, to consider, to ponder their own view on