Finding My Path

"Finding my path" seems easy to write about . . . now, but it's taken many years of 'heart' work to find it, and still lots more work to stay on it!

So many times during my journey, I have experienced a restlessness, . . . a frustration, . . . a deep inner struggle.

I've since become aware this irritation comes from not listening to the one inner voice of my heart, but from listening to, and becoming confused by all the fearful voices in my head.

All those suggestions from loving, well-meaning people who thought they knew my journey better than me. I was angry at those people until I realized I have a choice to listen or to not listen!

In 1970, at 23 years old, the conflict was so intense I was very suicidal. I was at "Brock" bottom. I needed to make a change; so I decided to climb on my bicycle and do what no one had done - ride my bicycle around Canada, the U.S., and Mexico (10,000 miles, 18,000 Km) As I rode I became more conscious and soon realized that my journey wasn't so much a 10,000 mile one, but a 12 inch one, . . . from my head, back to my heart! I was becoming excited about life again! I hadn't lost my heart . . . I had only lost touch with it!

During my journey, I wrote my first thought of many . . .

". . . I'd rather be seen for who I am and be alone . . . than be accepted for someone I'm not and be lonely."

Instead of "taking my life," by remembering my heart, I realized I was here to 'give with my life'!

". . . I was told I'd be 'out-of-my-mind' to go after my dreams . . . now that I've gotten out of my mind by following my heart, I'm living my dreams."

I started collecting my little thoughts and over the years put together a series of 5 Reflection books, 2 children books (for people of "all" ages), and a CD "Touching Hearts." People seemed to like what I wrote (over 140,000 copies sold) and I was asked to speak at a variety of events!

What could be better than this! I was writing and sharing what I feel! (and sometimes even getting paid!) I found 'my' path - it's been a slippery one at times, but I know the way I look at life is my choice . . .

". . . I may not be able to change the world I see around me but I can change the way I see the world, within me."

Even though I know I'm on 'my' path, it was confirmed the day I got a letter from a woman telling me about her Grandmother who passed on and whose last request was to be buried with my book!

By Brock Tully