Starting the Path

It is Sunday June 9th, roughly 4pm in the afternoon as I sit down to write this first edition of “Path of the Infinite.” While the intent for this publication is to become a formal & decorated newsletter, this first edition will be more of a natural free form blog post.

Someone asked me where the name “Path of the Infinite,” comes from and I’d like to invite you into a moment in time when I first came in contact with it. It was Fall of 2016, I was 23 at the time, just about to turn 24 in a week or two. I worked over the summer in Laguna Beach, California at a spiritual bookstore where I met a very developed Psychic who gave readings to patrons there. She was booked with clients 2-3 weeks out while the other readers barely saw one or two a day. This intrigued me as I was just getting into the spiritual world and was starting to tap into this natural voice that looking back had guided me to that point like a rabbit following a bread trail.

I asked her where she learned all of her skills and abilities, she replied and said she had been that way since a child but found a teacher in her early thirties that really helped her develop further beyond her natural skill. It was a rather short conversation, she commented on the book I was reading and that was the end of it. About 20-30 minutes later she came back out and said “Hey, I think what your into and learning about is really cool and I think you should meet my teacher Koyote, he’s a shaman and I’ll set up a meeting for you.

Unbeknownst to her, I was looking for a real teacher. In fact it was one of my first true intents as a seeker. I had been to a handful of workshops and classes and had my own mystical experiences at this point but no one I wanted to call my Teacher or felt a real connection with.

A couple weeks later, she took me to a house in Riverside California where I waited on the porch for this Shaman and us to have out meeting. He came outside wearing a long black leather coat and a black hat, black beard that seemed to be concealing something else besides his face. His eyes were calm and piercing, made of a bright constant flame but cold as ice. He sat next to me on a wicker chair. The sun had just set and before us was a white fence along the property line, a willow like tree that stood like a silhouette against the horizon illumined by the porch light. There were stars beginning to emerge and just a soft glow of the moon just enough to illumine the dark sky with a dark blue & purple backdrop as the stars pinpointed the night.

He sat there, quiet, hands folded, gazing off as if looking at the a thousands of horizons different than I. He then turned and looked at me with a crooked smile and said, “So what may I do for you"?”

“I’m looking for a teacher,” I responded.

“So you are looking for a teacher? What do you want to learn?” he asked.

I knew this man was not New Age spiritual teacher for yuppies. Over the next 30 minutes I shared my story, what I was looking for etc. At one specific moment he flicked his wrist and a energy center between the second and third chakra became active. A few moments later in the conversation, he looked me straight in the eyes and said, “So what did you lie to me about?” There was a small reverberation in my navel center and to the left of the belly button, you know the place, the place where the fears and lies we tell ourselves live.

I stood still for a moment, my mind walked backwards through time replaying each moment looking and questioning where a lie may have been told.

Then it hit me. I found it.

“I’m looking for Power.” A statement that arose from within me that in the moment I did not understand but I knew it was true. A moment of lucidity washed through my consciousness like the tide receiving back into the ocean carrying my statement to be swallowed by the mouth of The Nahual.

“hmm, I see.” he paused and looked beyond the horizon again before turning to me. “So let me ask you again, What may I do for you?”

I paused, not knowing what to say.

As I write this, I remember multiple paths that unfolded in that moment. One where I asked if he could teach me and him responding “we will see.” Another where I say “I dont know, I dont know what you teach.” And another where I sit passively & quiet unsure of the right move.

A path of infinite possibilities that seems to always follow a relative trajectory of destiny. Neither stopping nor completing fully until a marriage has occurred.
Regardless of which one happened in this timeline we are in, they all happened in this lifetime, each with their own sequential points of progress that unfolded, continued, or stopped at different points.

Each time we meet on the porch, I am invited into the house to watch the live Tuesday class. Each time he speaks of Alchemy, Planetary Creation and The Evolution of Consciousness & Humanity. There are several other guests who attend as well, two women, who always except once or twice get offended and leave. Each time I ask a question about Alchemy and he asks me about the Black phase, the Nigredo, and each time he says “oh boy, we need to revisit your alchemy.” implying I was learning a system that skewed from the reality of the system.

This moment we find ourselves in, is where we find ourselves on the path. The variations of possibilities that follows sequentially is The Infinite. We are but small stars against the night sky, the body of Her who gives us life. Momentary specks of consciousness, grains of sand on the beach and drops in the ocean.

This Infinite vastness of creation & destruction, The Play of Lila, is a magnificent opportunity for Transformation and Joy.

The Path you choose to walk moment to moment, is not for the feint of heart, it is just for you and those that have Heart.

Those that find within themselves the calling of this Path of the Infinite begin to engage with forces and powers that they do not understand nor will they for some time. They operate through Faith, Will, Intent, and most importantly, Love. They cultivate themselves to be use to something higher, to be free of organic partiality. To let their foundation be built upon the Earth so they may reach out their hands to taste Splendor and Victory before moving forward into uncharted waters.

This great Infinite Path, stirs the fires of my heart so that one day, I may see Life and the World through that Shaman’s eyes. Because in that moment on the porch, with its infinite outcomes, The Path was there in its completion. It rose from the fields of nature, past the horizon and became the Path of the Stars.

That my friends, is the Path of the Infinite.

Born from Love and Necessity for Union with The Sacred.

What we do with this path, is up to us.

Fear not, the guides and helpers are here. The Ancient One’s watch and give guidance, The Old God’s their blessings to the faithful and perseverant.

And for myself? I walk this path moment to moment under guidance. At least when I’m not being a pendejo 🙂 

See you soon,

-Taylor Doretti

P.S. - I am going to be out of town for 2 weeks attending a ceremony in Mexico. When I return, we will begin our regularly scheduled material :)