Explorations of Conscious Reality Creation, Mindfulness, and Other Matters
I know my goals – short and long term – now I just need to get aligned. When I was 9 years old, I wrote my first work of fiction. It was 50 pages and illustrated – and I got a tremendous sense of accomplishment from creating it. Over the years, I continued to write in fits and starts. While I knew my passion was writing, I bought into a whole lot of the notorious lies about it. Most writers
One coin, two sides. Positivity and negativity will always both exist. I know a lot of people who think that positivity is a toxic notion. And, misapplied, they’re right. When you use positivity to negate and invalidate negativity – that is a toxic act. We simply cannot exist in a world with zero negativity. Life is all about dualities and paradoxes. Hence, yin and yang, black and white, up and down, and so on. Between these extremes are vast worlds
I need to put less into focusing on the things outside of my control. We live in a crazy world. After a year that featured massive, necessary social change due to a pandemic, an awful election and ongoing ugliness after it, and massive uncertainty – there is a light at the end of the tunnel. But that light isn’t the same for everyone. For some people it’s daylight – for others, it’s an oncoming train. This is largely dependent on
The positivity when you choose the actions after your reactions is profound. Let’s face it. Shit happens. What’s more, you’ll encounter happenings that get you upset on the surface without full context. And then you get to decide what comes next. For example, I saw that a friend had done a thing with a group of friends that I was not included in. That got me super upset. I immediately felt hurt, got annoyed that I was left out, and
Most people could use self-encouragement over self-help. Let’s face it – the idea of self-help has been hacked to pieces for many people. It’s like being in a sudden deluge of rain. You were soaked to the bone after a few seconds – but it continues to inundate you. A lot of people get frustrated with all the notions of self-help. In time, it goes from the simple idea that you are capable of working on your inner being and
Good enough, smart enough, wise enough, etc. You are enough. There is an ongoing notion that there must always be more. More. More! This gets applied to virtually every aspect of our lives. Tangibles and intangibles. We need more money. More time. We need more toys. More love. This sparks pointless competition between people. We look to the homes and possessions of our friends and compare them to our own. Then, we equate success and achievement alongside those comparisons. When
I, for one, don’t suffer fools easily. Presently, the United States is a nation of surreal paradox. On the one hand, you have some of the finest tech and scientific minds you can imagine. On the other hand, you have people who think the Earth is flat and vaccines cause autism or implant microchips. Some schools teach robotics and advanced math while others teach creationism and refuse to acknowledge ongoing racism in the country. It is very hard not to
The positivity of this statement is tremendous. You belong here. You might know your life’s purpose. Or you might not. Either way – you belong here. I know a lot of people who struggle with questions big and small. They search for meaning, try to understand why they exist, the impact they have on the world, and more. Questing to understand life is good – it helps us to grow and learn. But whatever you find along the way, you
Who I am – an honest assessment of my flawed, imperfect self. Almost ten and a half years ago, I began to explore this philosophy I call Pathwalking. Over that time, all of the articles I have written, additional blogging on mindfulness, conscious reality creation, positivity, and the like have changed who I am and how I approach my life. The change has been for the better. But while I am in a good place – I am still working
The positivity of realizing it’s never too late is spectacular. In the United States, at least, there’s a whole cultural phenomenon around “middle age.” Some people celebrate it while others lament it. And let’s be perfectly blunt here – “middle-aged” white men have a certain level of privilege that they take advantage of selfishly more often than selflessly. Because of the attention surrounding becoming “middle-aged” – there is also a whole idea of no longer being able to do certain
