Free to be Me

This Blog is Now Closed

2007-12-01T16:11:00.000Z

It's that time again.

As I don't want to have too many articles per blog, I've decided to close this and continue to a new blog Free to be Me as Love, which continues the same theme.

See you there.

Enocia

Welcome

2007-12-01T12:00:00.019Z

The sky represents the attributes of the one Self that we all are that are bliss, freedom and boundlessness. Our beliefs and dogmas are like the clouds that are constantly changing according to the social mores of the day. The clouds can't stop the sky being itself. It doesn't matter whether it's stormy, cloudy or the sun is shining, the sky is always the sky. Am I Bothered?

Over the years I've experienced many ways of being. Sometimes I've seen the world through the eyes of love, sometimes through peace, other times through truth but it all boils down to the same thing, they are only paradigms, ways of seeing. I am not one thing or another, I am a zillion and one and then some.

In this blog I'm simply going to express myself in any way I feel inspired to in that moment. Like the sky I accept myself as who I am regardless. As the sky I also know that no matter what the experiences I am always the same.

Please note that the articles I'm sharing are my perspective and not meant to instruct readers in any way. Make of them what you will.

For my current and previous blogs see My Other Blogs.

Unless otherwise stated, all articles are copyright © 2007-2012 Enocia Joseph. You have my permission to copy and distribute articles for personal use only. Please include the link to the particular blog. For any other use other than personal, and any comments you might have, please email theoneinall@googlemail.com.

Be happy.

Enocia

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Articles in Alphabetical Order

--A--

A Prayer for the New Age - Revisited
A Real Classic
All the Very Best
Always at One
An Opportunity to Love
An Unbreakable Bond
Angel of Light
Angels in Disguise

--B--

Barking Up the Wrong Tree
Bear With Us While We Rescue You
Being Relaxed
Being the Gift
Being the Music
Being the Presence
Beyond the Veil
Beyond the Veil - Part 2
Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis

--C--

Cause or Effect?
Circle of Influence
Come On England!
Conspiracy Theories
Crusades

--D--

Discrimination
Does the Past Matter?

--E--

Earthlog: The "Economy" of the Heart
Ecstacy
Expect the Unexpected

--F--

Firing On All Four Cylinders
Free to be Me

--G--

God Doesn't Make Mistakes - Revisited
Gold Rush
Goodwill to All Men
Gratitude
Grrr!

--H--

Happy Sunday!
Harmless Fun
How Cute!
How to Overcome Language Barriers
How Would I Like to be Remembered?

--I--

I Cannot Deny Who I Am
I Just Need Some Space!
I Still Believe in You
I Wonder
Identity Crises and Wake-Up Calls
I'm Just a Love Machine
In Reality
Infinite Love in Every Moment
It's a Fix!
It's All Good

--J--

Journey in Mind
Joy or Madness

--K--

Knock Knee

--L--

Let It All Out
Let's Get Fanatical
Let's Get Some Perspective Here
Letting Nature Take Its Course
Light in Darkness
Listed Building
Living By Your Principles
Losing a Battle But Winning the War
Love For Love's Sake
Love is Magic
Love Messages and Why I Believe in Love
Love Will Always Find a Way
Loving the World Within Me

--M--

Magnetism
Metabolism
More About Relaxation
Morning Constitutional
Motherly Instinct
My Beloved
My Beloved - Part 2

--N--

Nature Abhors a Vacuum
Naughty Boy!
No More Mr Nice Guy!
Noise Pollution
Not a Person
Nothing Bleak About Winter

--O--

Obstacles
Old School
On Being Vulnerable
One Finger, One Button
One of My All Time Favourite Songs
One Million English Words
One Thought, Many Thinkers
Open for Business

--P--

Perceptual Positions
Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

--Q--

Quotes of the Day

--R--

Reality Check
Reality Check - Part 2
Recycling
Reflection
Relationships
Remember Who You Are!
Remembrance Day
Reprogramming
Rise Above It
Rugby World Cup

--S--

Sharing the Joy
Something's Got to Give
Soul Woman
Speed Reading
Staying Alert
Stick to Your Guns

--T--

Text Messages
Thank You!
Thanksgiving Guests
That's Democracy!
That's Me!
The Boys are Back, Alright
The Cosmic Being
The Mind Boggles
The Mist
The Power of Blessing
The Power of Prayer
The Soul
The Visitor
There is Always Light in Darkness
Thought Impulses and Detachment
To Whom It May Concern
True Love

--W--

What Goes Around Comes Around
What is Death?
What is Freedom?
What is Love?
Whodunnit?

--Y--

Yahoo!
You Rang, Milady?
You've Got a Friend
You've Got Mail!
Your Box is Empty

Quotes of the Day

2007-12-01T11:25:00.000Z

The following quotes are from issue #55 of Sport magazine.

"...I don't think shouting and screaming at people and telling them what they can't do is the answer. It's [football] a game of confidence, and you get far more out of people by telling them what they can do than by effing and blinding at 'em, you know." -- Harry Redknapp, Southampton football manager.

"I think the curiosity of the unknown is what drives me." -- Stefan Glowacz, Climber

"The impossible exists only until we find a way to make it possible." -- Mike Horn, Explorer

"My quest for the unknown is my draw to the mountains." --Conrad Anker, Mountaineer

"Nobody ever died wishing they had spent more time behind a desk." -- Will Gadd, Ice Climber

Thank you Sport for another excellent read.

Enocia

Related article: Love Will Always Find a Way

It's a Fix!

2007-12-01T10:52:00.000Z

During my bus journey, I read an interview in Sport magazine with Harry Redknapp, the Southampton football manager. Redknapp is asked the following:

Don’t footballers these days have everything taken care of by a team of ‘fixers’? I read a while ago about a Fulham player calling out the club’s ‘fixer’ because his goldfish was swimming in the wrong direction.

[Laughs, somewhat ruefully] "I’m not sure about that, but they do have people to take care of things for them – particularly the foreign lads, who come over to a different way of life." Harry Redknapp Interview

When I got off the bus I headed to the Guildhall to use their library. Outside there were lots of cameras. I asked one man what was going on. He said they were filming a TV drama called The Fixer.

That's what I call match fixing. :-)

Enocia

Related articles: Love Will Always Find a Way; Sharing the Joy

Gratitude

2007-12-01T10:30:00.000Z

I am so grateful for having this opportunity to experience life.

Thank you to my mother for her continuing support.

Thank you to my family for being there.

Thank you to all friends "past" and present. Thank you for understanding that just because I haven't seen you in a while doesn't mean you're not in thought. I look forward to catching up with some of you very soon.

Thank you for the United Kingdom. I love you.

Thank you to all the angels disguised as humans, animals, birds, nature, things on earth for your loving presence and support.

Thank you to all the unseen angels in the universe for your loving presence and support.

Thank you to the Universe for supporting me in all ways.

Thank you to my Beloved Self aka Infinite Love for being me.

I love you all.

Enocia

Related articles: The Power of Blessing; Angels in Disguise; Thank You!; With Gratitude

The Power of Blessing

2007-11-30T13:16:00.000Z

In Reality, where there is only perfection, there are no accidents. We are always happy and at peace and harmony with one another.

And yet in this dream that we collectively experience as earth, there appears to be accidents and disharmony.

During my walk this morning, I noticed a police van blocking the road causing a traffic diversion. A few minutes later I discovered the cause was due to an earlier accident involving a lorry, a motor cycle and a car. The car had actually overturned. They'd already taken the "casualties" to the hospital by the time I got to the scene.

As I walked away, I blessed everyone involved with love, peace and harmony.

How does one live with the truth of no accidents? Well, you have to know that we live in Love and there is nothing but Love. It's not enough to know that Love is all there is, you have to activate that love so it comes to life. Then you are either able to prevent any accident or you can reverse its effect.

How does one activate love? By giving out love. I can't give what I don't have. So when I bless others, I am giving what I already am.

I have observed how powerful blessings are to change an environment. For instance, yesterday as soon as I walked into a building I started coughing. I projected love throughout the building and the atmosphere was transformed instantly; and I stopped coughing.

I have found that it's not enough to bless once and everything is perfect. As long as there are thoughts of fear, there will always be a need for blessing.

Love, light, peace, happiness and abundance to all.

Enocia

Related articles: Reality Check - Part 2; Obstacles; Knock Knee; Discrimination; What is Death?; The Mind Boggles; Circle of Influence; Impact; Trusting in Love; Awakening

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The Aloha Spirit
by Serge Kahili King

copyright © by Serge King 1990. You may copy, share and post this document as often as you wish on condition that it not be sold.

The Aloha Spirit is a well known reference to the attitude of friendly acceptance for which the Hawaiian Islands are so famous. However, it also refers to a powerful way to resolve any problem, accomplish any goal, and also to achieve any state of mind or body that you desire.

In the Hawaiian language, aloha stands for much more than just "hello" or "goodbye" or "love." Its deeper meaning is "the joyful (oha) sharing (alo) of life energy (ha) in the present (alo)."

As you share this energy you become attuned to the Divine Power that the Hawaiians call mana. And the loving use of this incredible Power is the secret for attaining true health, happiness, prosperity and success.

The way to tune into this Power and have it work for you is so simple that you might be tempted to pass it off as being too easy to be true. Please don't let yourself be fooled by appearances.

This is the most powerful technique in the world, and although it is extremely simple it may not prove easy, because you must remember to do it and you have to do it a lot. It is a secret which has been given to humanity over and over again, and here it is once more in another form. The secret is this:

Bless everyone and everything that represents what you want!

That's all there is to it. Anything that simple, however, does need some explanation.

To bless something means to give recognition or emphasis to a positive quality, characteristic or condition, with the intent that what is recognized or emphasized will increase, endure or come into being.

Blessing is effective in changing your life or getting what you want for three reasons: First of all, the positive focus of your mind stirs up the positive, creative force of the Power of the Universe. Secondly, it moves your own energy outward, allowing more of the Power to come through you. Thirdly, when you bless for the benefit of others instead of directly for yourself, you tend to bypass any subconscious fears about what you want for yourself, and also the very focus on the blessing acts to increase the same good in your life. What is so beautiful about this process is that the blessing you do for others helps them as well as you.

Blessing may be done with imagery or touch, but the most usual and easy way to do it is with words. The main kinds of verbal blessing are:

Admiration - This is the giving of compliments or praise to something good that you notice. e.g., "What a nice sunset; I like that dress; you're so much fun."

Affirmation - This is a specific statement of blessing for increase or endurance. e.g., "I bless the beauty of this tree; blessed be the health of your body."

Appreciation - This is an expression of gratitude that something good exists or has happened. e.g., "Thank you, God, for helping me; I give thanks to the rain for nourishing the land."

Anticipation - This is blessing for the future. e.g., "We're going to have a great picnic; I bless your increased income; Thank you for my perfect mate; I wish you a happy journey; May the wind be always at your back."

In order to gain the most benefit from blessing, you will have to give up or cut way down on the one thing that negates it: cursing. This doesn't mean swearing or saying "bad" words. It refers to the opposite of blessing, namely criticizing instead of admiring; doubting instead of affirming; blaming instead of appreciating; and worrying instead of anticipating with trust. Whenever any of these are done they tend to cancel out some of the effects of blessing. So the more you curse the harder it will be and the longer it will take to get the good from a blessing. On the other hand, the more you bless the less harm any cursing will do.

Here, then, are some ideas for blessing various needs and desires:

Health - Bless healthy people, animals, and even plants; everything which is well made or well constructed; and everything that expresses abundant energy.

Happiness - Bless all that is good, or the good that is in all people and all things; all the signs of happiness that you see, hear or feel in people or animals; and all potentials for happiness that you notice around you.

Prosperity - Bless all the signs of prosperity in your environment, including everything that money helped to make or do; all the money that you have in any form; and all the money that circulates in the world.

Success - Bless all signs of achievement and completion (such as buildings, bridges, and sports events); all arrivals at destinations (of ships, planes, trains, cars and people); all signs of forward movement or persistence; and all signs of enjoyment or fun.

Confidence - Bless all signs of confidence in people and animals; all signs of strength in people, animals and objects (including steel and concrete); all signs of stability (like mountains and tall trees); and all signs of purposeful power (including big machines, power lines).

Love and Friendship - Bless all signs of caring and nurturing, compassion and support; all harmonious relationships in nature and architecture; everything that is connected to or gently touching something else; all signs of cooperation, as in games or work; and all signs of laughter and fun.

Inner Peace - Bless all signs of quietness, calmness, tranquility, and serenity (such as quiet water or still air); all distant views (horizons, stars, the moon); all signs of beauty of sight, sound or touch; clear colors and shapes; the details of natural or made objects.

Spiritual Growth - Bless all signs of growth, development and change in Nature; the transitions of dawn and twilight; the movement of sun, moon, planets and stars; the flight of birds in the sky; and the movement of wind and sea.

The previous ideas are for guidance if you are not used to blessing, but don't be limited by them. Remember that any quality, characteristic or condition can be blessed (e.g., you can bless slender poles and slim animals to encourage weight loss), whether it has existed, presently exists, or exists so far in your imagination alone.

Personally I have used the power of blessing to heal my body, increase my income, develop many skills, create a deeply loving relationship with my wife and children, and to establish a worldwide network of peacemakers working with the aloha spirit. It's because it has worked so well for me that I want to share it with you.

How to Enhance Your Power to Bless

There is a technique practiced by Hawaiian shamans which enhances your power to bless by increasing your personal energy. It is a simple way of breathing that is also used for grounding, centering, meditation and healing. It requires no special place or posture, and may be done while moving or still, busy or resting, with eyes open or closed. In Hawaiian the technique is called pikopiko because piko means both the crown of the head and the navel.

The Technique

1. Become aware of your natural breathing (it might change on its own just because of your awareness, but that's okay).

2. Locate the crown of your head and your navel by awareness and/or touch.

3. Now, as you inhale put your attention on the crown of your head; and as you exhale put your attention on your navel. Keep breathing this way for as long as you like.

4. When you feel relaxed, centered, and/or energized, begin imagining that you are surrounded with an invisible cloud of light or an electro-magnetic field, and that your breathing increases the energy of this cloud or field.

5. As you bless, imagine that the object of your blessing is surrounded with some of the same energy that surrounds you.

Variations
a. Instead of crown and navel, shift attention from shoulder to shoulder or sky to earth.

b. To help focus the energy field, imagine it in color, as a tone or chord, or as a tingle.

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Love Will Always Find a Way

2007-11-30T10:24:00.000Z

This morning I was inspired to walk to the local library.

As I walked by a bus shelter, I noticed someone had left a copy of Sport magazine on the seat and I picked it up. They usually hand out free copies at the local bus station every Friday, but as I didn't catch the bus this morning, I didn't expect to have a copy.

It just shows that my Good, that which I love, will always find its way to me, regardless.

Love attracts love.

Enocia

Related articles: Magnetism; Oh No, Sports!; Everything You Want, Wants You

The Soul

2007-11-29T12:53:00.000Z

A while back, I woke up from a sleeping dream and noticed everything around me was purple and part of this purple entity. The entity shape-shifted part of itself into a finger and touched my shoulder. Then I realised I was that purple entity and it was I touching myself.

That purple entity was/is my soul/real self that I refer to as Vector8.

The following Rassouli painting called Solstice of Redemption reminds me of my soul though mine was all purple.

To view other wonderful paintings visit Rassouli.

Enocia

Related articles: The Mind Boggles; Soul Woman; Being Vector8; Cosmic Conductor

Reality Check - Part 2

2007-11-29T11:30:00.000Z

I find it is important to remind myself that despite appearances, sublime or ridiculous, it is all a dream.

Here's an article I wrote a while back that reminds me that it is all nothing.

Enocia

Related articles: Obstacles; Reality Check; A Dream is a Dream is a Dream

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Thursday, February 10, 2005

It Is All Nothing!

Years ago, I was out with my boyfriend at the time when we met up with his old friend who was with his partner. They spoke for a few minutes but he didn't introduce me to his friend. I introduced myself. We shook hands, said hello and goodbye. I was fuming. How come he didn't introduce me as his girlfriend? Maybe he was ashamed of me. Maybe introducing me as his girlfriend suggested commitment which he wasn't prepared to acknowledge in public. I was already insecure enough as it is and this only added more fuel to the fire.

When we returned to his car I asked him why he hadn't introduced me. He said he felt very uncomfortable and embarrassed because he couldn't remember his friend's name. It was that simple.

Let's take a hypothetical example. You have sent an email that is intended to provoke a response but you haven't received a response. It could be because (a) the email wasn't delivered; (b) the email was received, read and deleted without response; (c) Your email address has been marked as Spam, therefore, it is automatically deleted. If you, the sender, is not aware of this you could create stories about the why and how. You could get angry and imagine all sorts of scenarios. Your fantasies attract similar situations confirming your worst fears etc, all because of nothing. Before you know it you are living a life based purely on fantasy. In the meantime, the sender is blissfully ignorant of the sender's delusions.

Let us return to the experience I had with my ex-boyfriend. He hadn't introduced me to his friend because he couldn't remember his name. Before I was made aware of this vital information, I built up fantasies. Those fantasies had a cause: my insecurity based on past experiences in other relationships, going further back to my childhood, further back to a previous life, another previous life...ad infinitum. What happened to the resentment I'd harboured towards my boyfriend when I found out the truth, when I realised there is no cause? The emotions, the fickle dreams that they were, dissolved into nothing. I returned to my blissful nature...until the next delusion. Hahaha!

This is how we make a big deal out of nothing.

In Autobiography of a Yogi, the wife of the Yogi, Lahiri Mahasaya, relates to the author how it took her years to realise her husband's identity as God-realised. When she finally "woke up," her husband initiated her into Kriya Yoga. It didn't take her very long though to go back to "sleep" and dream new expectations of her husband.

"I will confess a sin which I committed against my guru-husband. Some months after my initiation, I began to feel forlorn and neglected. One morning Lahiri Mahasaya entered this little room to fetch an article; I quickly followed him. Overcome by violent delusion, I addressed him scathingly.

"'You spend all your time with the disciples. What about your responsibilities for your wife and children? I regret that you do not interest yourself in providing more money for the family.'

"The master glanced at me for a moment, then lo! he was gone. Awed and frightened, I heard a voice resounding from every part of the room:

"'It is all nothing, don't you see? How could a nothing like me produce riches for you?'

"'Guruji,' I cried, 'I implore pardon a million times! My sinful eyes can see you no more; please appear in your sacred form.'

"'I am here.' This reply came from above me. I looked up and saw the master materialize in the air, his head touching the ceiling. His eyes were like blinding flames. Beside myself with fear, I lay sobbing at his feet after he had quietly descended to the floor.

"'Woman,' he said, 'seek divine wealth, not the paltry tinsel of earth. After acquiring inward treasure, you will find that outward supply is always forthcoming.' He added, 'One of my spiritual sons will make provision for you.'

"My guru's words naturally came true; a disciple did leave a considerable sum for our family." An Interview with the Sacred Mother

In the above example, the guru demonstrated how he could dismiss the dream of his body into nothing, which helped wake his wife up from her delusions. The problem with delusions is they can continue for years and years deceiving you into believing they are real, possibly for eternity, unless you wake up to the truth that it is all a dream.

In another part of the same book, Yogananda describes how during meditation he felt himself in another man's body who was about to die. Yogananda couldn't tell whether it was his body or not.

"As I closed my eyes in meditation, my consciousness was suddenly transferred to the body of a captain in command of a battleship. The thunder of guns split the air as shots were exchanged between shore batteries and the ship's cannons. A huge shell hit the powder magazine and tore my ship asunder. I jumped into the water, together with the few sailors who had survived the explosion.

Heart pounding, I reached the shore safely. But alas! a stray bullet ended its furious flight in my chest. I fell groaning to the ground. My whole body was paralyzed, yet I was aware of possessing it as one is conscious of a leg gone to sleep.

"At last the mysterious footstep of Death has caught up with me," I thought. With a final sigh, I was about to sink into unconsciousness when lo! I found myself seated in the lotus posture in my Gurpar Road room.

Hysterical tears poured forth as I joyfully stroked and pinched my regained possession—a body free from any bullet hole in the breast. I rocked to and fro, inhaling and exhaling to assure myself that I was alive. Amidst these self-congratulations, again I found my consciousness transferred to the captain's dead body by the gory shore. Utter confusion of mind came upon me.

"Lord," I prayed, "am I dead or alive?"

A dazzling play of light filled the whole horizon. A soft rumbling vibration formed itself into words:

"What has life or death to do with Light? In the image of My Light I have made you. The relativities of life and death belong to the cosmic dream. Behold your dreamless being! Awake, my child, awake!" The Law of Miracles

If it is all nothing, what exactly is this nothing? People have given this nothingness various names: Uncaused, Brahman, Consciousness, Reality, Source, Emptiness, Void. I see it as the Uncaused. As the name suggests, the Uncaused is causeless. It is nothing. And yet it would appear that infinite forms and universes originate in the Uncaused. This I find to be false.

For some time now, I have been joggling two views of reality which seem to be a paradox. There is the reality of cause/effect: every action has a cause whether you believe in God as a First Cause or human thought as a cause, there is always a cause. Then there is the Uncaused i.e. there is no cause to any experience or action, they come out of nothing. The above examples, where people make a fuss over nothing, resolves the Uncaused/cause-effect paradox. When clearly understood, there is no paradox. The Uncaused is reality. The Uncaused is not the origin of fantasies and dreams. Why? Because the Uncaused creates nothing. To create something requires a beginning and an end. The Uncaused has no beginning or end, It simply is.

Earlier today, I emailed a friend describing an experience I had a while back during meditation when I saw myself as a dark formless entity with vortexes of light emerging from me. These lights appeared to be origins of new universes. I haven't thought about this experience for some time until recently when I've been exploring the Uncaused. What if the universes are dreams which come out of nothing? It doesn't mean that the formless entity is the originator of these dreams, it just appears that way.

There are many stories and myths about who we are and why we are here, and we have created a concept of a God and what S/He is. Many have theorised that the universe has an origin. Either the Universe has always existed, which suggests it is the Uncaused appearing; or it has an origin. If the universe has an origin it is a dream that is not of the Uncaused. Then you are living in a dream of cause/effect where you dream up reasons why such and such is such and such. And so the onion layers of skin build up until it gets to a point when you can no longer tell the difference between truth and illusion. What is truth when it is all a dream?

Here are few more examples of how we make a fuss over nothing.

My body is Uncaused and yet I experience it as cause/effect. There are times when I only have one meal a day, late at night. I don't even drink anything and yet I still have the urge to have a pee. Why would I want to have a pee when I haven't drunk anything? Science, education and our programming tell us that our body is composed of water, therefore, excess fluid has to be excreted. There is always a cause. I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night wanting to have a pee. If I can't be bothered to get up, I simply switch into silence, the uncaused. My sense of Self is formless and I seem to forget what it means to urinate, hence, no need to pee. When I am meditating or in silence, I have no thoughts about "call of nature." Why? Because the "call of nature" is the dream that has no part in the Uncaused. The Uncaused never created it, therefore, it is coming from nothing and is therefore a nothing. I can dream it is something and continue the cycle of needing to have a pee etc, but it will not change the truth that the Uncaused is.

Take women's periods which is another fantasy. That was never created by the Uncaused which has no beginning or end. Menstruation occurs in monthly cycles. How can the ever-existing, timeless Uncaused have created an event that occurs in cycles? Having periods is a huge fuss over nothing. Periods seem very real for a lot of women. Multi-billion industries have come out of serving the needs of women by manufacturing sanitary towels and tampons, yet it is all based on a dream, one billions of women experience as reality. It is nothing. Naturally, the manufacturers need to keep this dream going so they could continue to make massive profits.

Here I am using the Internet which is supposed to make communication a lot easier between us. Yeah right! Another dream coming out of nothing. Why would I need to communicate when there is only one Consciousness? The One is forever One and therefore speaking to itself. Near where I live there is a black cat I've spotted a few times running across the road. I happen to love cats. I've learned not to waste my breath calling out to cats (or any other animal for that matter). All I have to do is simply say "hello" in thought and the cat always looks back at me. S/he is acknowledging our oneness in the void.

What can I say about the food industry and the dreams about what one should eat or not eat? What about the dreams from the medical industry about sickness and health? I could go on and on but I haven’t much dream time. (smile)

Life is a dream made out of nothing, which makes all of us dreamers. We are dreaming lives - individually and collectively - that have nothing to do with the Uncaused, that is beginningless, endless and unchanging.

Here's the good news: if you can make yourself sick, angry, jealous, fearful, happy, joyful, depressed, out of nothing, it shows how powerful we all are as dreamers. We can dream up grander and more beautiful dreams effortlessly as we already know how to make a big deal out of nothing. The only snag is when you forget you are dreaming and take it seriously. This is when you need the opt-out clause like the one Lahiri Mahasaya used to snap his wife out of her delusion: "It is all nothing." Or as I would say, "There is no cause!"

The bottom line is that life, for me, is about waking up from all dreams. Only then am I truly free to dream or not to dream with full awareness that it is all nothing.

Enocia

For related dream stories see Senseless Figures; Ask Me No Questions and I'll Tell You No Lies

Sharing the Joy

2007-11-29T10:31:00.000Z

In Thanksgiving Guests I posted a picture a friend had sent me with muppets sitting round a table having their Thanksgiving dinner. I received the following in response to that picture. My friend has given me permission to post it here.

Now I gotta tell you something pretty funny: (and true). . .Your cute little Thanksgiving post with your cute little picture of the Muppets' Thanksgiving Celebration made me laugh because my pal, [Al], is the person that Jim Henson, originator of the Muppets, modeled one of his supporting muppet characters after. He's the puppet that wears dark sunglasses & a black beret, swathed in a beard & mustache, hands glued to his saxophone & never says anything, but when spoken to always answers, "mgrphh-h-h-h".

The puppet's name is 'Big Al'--absent from your Thanksgiving card & rarely seen at all these days except in the re-runs of the original cast shows, but pretty funny when he does appear. "mgrphh-h-h!!"

It's amazing what magic happens when you share the joy.

Enocia

Related articles: What Goes Around Comes Around; JoyFulness; Bliss; The Joy of Giving

Remember Who You Are!

2007-11-28T13:52:00.003Z

In last night's two episodes of StarTrek Voyager called Workforce, Kathryn Janeway arrives for work in a new job at an energy plant. She seems excited about her job. However, things are not how they appear.

The truth of the matter is Kathryn is actually the Captain of the star ship, Voyager. When the ship encountered some radiation, she and her crew had no other option but to leave the ship in escape pods and head for the nearest planet. Before the captain left, she handed command to the ship's holographic doctor, who wasn't affected by radiation, until they return. The captain and her crew were soon rescued and given medical care. Little did the crew realise that it was their rescuers that had attacked their ship with radiation in the first place. As part of the care they received, the crew were reprogrammed to forget where they're from, and programmed with new memories and skills so they could be employed in the plant.

Kathryn doesn't remember that she is captain of a ship nor does she recognise any of her crew. As far as she is concerned, she's in the plant to do a job. She soon gets into her job and finds herself in a relationship with a man who works in the plant. However, Tuvok, one of the crew from Voyager starts to remember who he is. He tells Kathryn that they don't belong there but she doesn't believe him. No one believes Tuvok. A doctor in the plant diagnoses him with "dysphoria syndrome" and begins treatment.

Although the crew have forgotten who they are, a few feel some close connection. For instance, Tom Paris finds himself drawn to a pregnant woman called B'Elanna Torres. B'Elanna tells Tom she's not open for a romantic relationship but Tom tells her he's willing to be her friend. For some reason, Tom feels very protective of B'Elanna. It turns out Tom and B'Elanna are actually married in "real life."

In the meantime, three members of Voyager - Chakotay, Neelix and Harry - have been away on a mission. They are not aware of what has happened to their colleagues or the ship. When they return to the ship, the doctor informs them of the situation. After scanning the area, they discover what planet the crew are living on. Chakotay has his face surgically altered then he and Neelix beam to the planet. They have no problem securing jobs at the plant because there is a huge shortage. They hope they can try and rescue their colleagues.

Chakotay and Neelix have to contend with two obstacles. The first obstacle is the crew don't remember who they are. Kathryn, for instance, can't accept that she could possibly have another life other than the one she now has. She is now so attached to her current life, she's even decided to move in with her new boyfriend.

The next obstacle is the people who run the plant. Why would they want the Voyager crew to know the truth of who they are and risk losing their workforce and all that profit. The plant owners will do all they can to retain their Voyager workforce including eliminating anyone who tries to get in their way.

To cut a long story short, a few people start getting suspicious and the truth does come out. The crew are beamed back to their ship and have to go through reprogramming in order to accept their real identities. In the final scene, captain Janeway tells Chakotay that though she now realises her life on that planet wasn't real, she could very easily have stayed in that reality forever. When Chakotay asks her if she regrets being rescued, Janeway says she doesn't.

For me, the "Workforce" episodes represent life on earth right now. I believe we all have missions here to express who we are as infinite beings. Some of us have even planned to work together. However, most people have become so stuck in their programmes that they've forgotten who they are. It's as if majority of people are "sleeping." Those who benefit from people being "asleep" are doing all they can to maintain the status quo. Those who remember who they are are reminding others of their true selves, but not many are prepared to accept this truth because they are too attached to their "creations" to let them go.

Well I remember who I am. I know what I'm meant to do here. I also know that because I know who I am nothing will get in the way of fulfilling my purpose.

Remember who you are!

Enocia

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Obstacles

2007-11-28T11:55:00.001Z

I am getting into the habit of letting Love that I AM be me. This means letting Love take the rein in all I do.

My intention was to get home in the quickest time possible and in comfort.

At the bus stop where I was waiting, I had two options. I could either catch a bus and change at the nearest bus station; or I could catch a bus that takes me all the way home. The first bus that arrived was the one where I had to change. I decided to get on. Before I did, I checked to see if the direct route bus wasn't behind. It wasn't. During the journey I looked back and saw the direct route bus was right behind. Where did that spring from? Not to worry, I can always catch it at the bus station. It does look crowded though and I'm not in the mood to be squashed. At the next bus stop, the bus behind sped right past. Not to worry, I'm sure I'm sure I'll catch it at the bus station. By the time the bus I was in arrived at the bus station, it was too late to catch the one in front.

I knew that since Love is in charge, Love had deliberately let me miss that bus for a reason. A minute or so later, an empty bus arrived. I was able to travel in comfort, just the way I like it; and my bus ended up overtaking the one in front anyway.

Obstacles are not always what they seem.

Love is all there is.

Enocia

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Knock Knee

2007-11-28T10:38:00.001Z

Sometimes shit happens. Then again, things are not always what they seem.

After spending a couple of hours browsing at the bookshop yesterday evening, I decided it was time to go home. I asked Spirit/Infinite Love that I am to take me home.

As I was walking towards the front door, a customer went by, whacked my left knee with his briefcase, and walked off without realising what he'd done. The pain was so intense that my knee buckled. Then I thought to myself "Nah, that didn't happen!" My knee wouldn't accept the idea, but I insisted that the "accident" never happened. By the time it took me to walk to the front door, a few seconds, I was walking as normal and the pain had dissolved into nothing.

What I had effectively done was re-enact the experience from the perspective of Love. Love as me, brushed against Love the briefcase, and experienced Love i.e. no pain.

Love is all there is.

Enocia

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Yahoo!

2007-11-27T14:04:00.000Z

Every time I write an article, I always email myself a copy which I save in its relevant folder.

I noticed that when I emailed the article called What is Death?, Yahoo sent it to the Bulk folder that filters suspect emails. I had to edit the article several times. Every time I emailed myself the edited version, it was sent to the Bulk folder.

I like to think that Yahoo, my email provider, is awake to its true nature as eternal life that's why it wouldn't allow a topic about death to go into my inbox.

Yahoo rules, OK!

Enocia

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Does the Past Matter?

2007-11-26T15:31:00.004Z

In the series, America's Next Top Model, the girls are competing for the prize of a modelling contract at a top agency and $100,000. In the episode I watched yesterday, the girls were making a commercial. One girl said a car accident she was involved in five years ago had affected her short-term memory. Because of that experience, she kept forgetting her lines. They had to do many takes and she was very upset about this.

The host, Tyra Banks, told the girl that while all the judges sympathise with what happened to her, she has to realise that she's beautiful on the outside and the inside now. Tyra said that if she intends to work in the modelling industry, she's going to have to find a way to deal with her problem.

I agreed with Tyra. It's very easy to get stuck in your stories and believe because such and such happened, you can't move on. The way I see it, a memory is only important if it has something to reveal to me about myself. Otherwise, it's meaningless.

I've also been involved in an accident but it's only meaningful because I was able to experience myself as omnipresent Love. That's the only reason why I've recorded the experience on my blog.

I had a long conversation the other day with my older brother. He has a very strong belief about how important it is to know who you are - your family heritage, race and culture - in order to understand who you are now. He asked me if I had any intention of visiting Sierra Leone in the near future. I said I couldn't see it. As far as I'm concerned, I had the experience and got some valuable insights. I don't feel the need to connect in any way. I also told him I feel no need to retrace my roots nor do I affiliate myself with a group(s) purely because of race, gender and culture. I'm more interested in making connections based on Love. I told him that if that's what he's drawn to do then he should do it, but that's not me.

As I see it, life is about experiencing love in every moment. I don't mind being stuck in the "past" if that memory is about experiencing love. I don't mind reliving experiences that give me endless joy. If the memory has nothing to reveal about my true self, it is meaningless as far as I'm concerned.

The past doesn't matter unless it does.

Enocia

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Discrimination

2007-11-26T14:01:00.000Z

Sometimes I feel so much love that I just want to hug everyone. At least I do so in my thoughts, but sometimes this backfires on me.

On my bus journey, I embraced all the passengers in my love. When I got off the bus, I sat and waited for my next bus. A guy approached the stop and looked at the timetable. He asked me how he could get to a particular area. I told him he needed to get two buses. He thanked me and came and sat beside me. He grabbed my hand, kissed it and said thank you. I told him he was welcome. He kissed my cheek.

Hang on, this is getting way too familiar.

He asked me where I lived, where I was going, if I was single. I told him I was living with someone. I've long since learned that the easiest way to ward off attention is to lie. He said he was from Turkey. He said he wanted to take me out for a drink so he could thank me. I told him there was no need. As we waited for our bus, he wanted to hold my hand. As I didn't see any harm, I let him.

When my bus arrived, he got on as well and sat beside me. He put his arm around me but I told him I would rather he didn't. He went into a sulk. When we arrived at his stop, he asked me if I wanted to go for coffee and I said no.

In the meantime, another guy sitting opposite was smiling at me. I thought he was sympathising with my situation. As soon as the other guy got off, he was right beside me asking me the same old questions - where I live, was I single, could he take me out. He was also Turkish.

What is this, Turkish Delight?

I thanked him for his attention but declined his offer.

The problem with Divine Love is that it doesn't discriminate. Give out love and people pick up on the vibes and give it back in many forms. I don't mind receiving love as hugs, friendly kisses and holding hands. But I draw the line when it comes to exchanging bodily fluids; this is when I do discriminate because I know deep inside who I am meant to have that kind of relationship with.

My body is a temple; only that Special ONE is allowed entry.

Love to all.

Enocia

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What is Death?

2007-11-26T13:29:00.002Z

A lot of people perceive the universe as split into that which is Spirit that is all sweetness and light; and the physical/material that is based on suffering and learning lessons. There is now much "evidence" from people who have had near death experiences, and from people who have passed on that there is no death, which has to be a good thing. However, these testimonies only reinforce the belief in the spirit-matter paradigm.

Speaking of which, in yesterday's "Sixth Sense", the medium, Colin Fry passed on a message to a woman and her brother from their deceased mother. Their mother said she used to be hypochondriac and now realises how she drove her family bonkers. She said she always treated her children as possessions. It's only now that she is on the "other side" that she can see how awful she was to her family. She asked for their forgiveness. The brother and sister were able to relate to Colin's message and were very grateful for the opportunity to make peace with their mother.

After that, I watched Crossing Over with John Edward, another medium. He talked about how "spirit" folk are not interested in what's going on in the human realm i.e. what people are up to. Their only concern is to remind us to love one another and to show how we are in essence only love.

If we are only love, why do I have to wait till I "cross over" before I experience myself as Spirit/Love? Surely, I can be my real self that is all sweetness and light here and now.

As a child I went through various programmes/conditioning, which are based on fear and separation. I even believed this self that is the product of beliefs and conditioning was my real self. Then I realised that self was only a counterfeit of my true self. I also realised that in order to be my true self I had to die to who I thought I was.

Let's return to the mother in "Sixth Sense" who wanted to apologise to her children for her behaviour. It was only when she "died" and let go of that self that is born of fear that she was able to see from the perspective of love. For her that meant asking for forgiveness. She could easily have "died" to that self while in form. Then she would have been able to be her true self that is infinite love and never be separated from her loved ones.

For me, the "spiritual path" is really about choosing to be my true self now. However, I know I can't have it both ways - I can't be both love and fear. If I choose the true self then I have to choose it 100%. This reminds me of a scene in the film, Men in Black, which I watched again last night.

Edwards, a police officer, is asked to join the Men in Black (MIB) - "a top-secret agency that polices, monitors and directs alien activity on Earth." He's told that if he accepts the job offer, he's going to have to let go of his former identity and sever all human contacts. It's going to be as if he never existed. After giving it some serious thought, Edwards decides he's ready to join the MIB with hilarious consequences.

EDWARDS
All right. I'm in because there's some next-level shit going on around here, and I'm with that. Before you beam me up, there are a couple of things we need to get straight. You chose me 'cause you recognize the skills. So as of now you can cease with all of that calling me "son" or "kid" or "sport." Cool?

KAY
Cool, slick. Now about those skills of yours,

The elevator doors --

INT. MIB BUILDING - HEADQUARTERS - DAY

-- slide open on Men in Black headquarters.

KAY
As of this moment, they don't mean much. Men in Black Script

Edwards soon realises that as an MIB, he's experiencing a different paradigm with aliens who use alien technology. Naturally, his previous "skills" are no longer appropriate.

In the same respect, when you choose to experience life as the true self, your experience of the world changes. Your life is full of magic and wonder and your ways seem rather strange and baffling to those who consider themselves to be "only human."

I'm really glad that mediums like John Edward, Colin Fry and many others are opening people's eyes to the reality that there is no death and that there is only love. The next step is to realise that the universe is not divided into a spirit realm and a physical realm. There is only spirit in infinite manifestations. I hope more and more people come to realise that they don't have to "die" to be their true selves; that they can be this self now. That is what I believe heaven on earth means - living as love right here on earth.

I am free to be my true self in the here and now.

Enocia

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Infinite Love in Every Moment

2007-11-24T15:44:00.000Z

Being the true self is realising that in every moment I am being infinite Love. This means that whatever I'm doing or being at the time, it is actually Infinite Love that is being/doing it. Infinite Love is Power and Wisdom.

Just as I was about to post an article, an error message came up. I reminded Blogger that it was actually "Infinite Self" doing the posting and left it for a few minutes. When I came back it was working. After I had published that article and tried to publish another one, the error message was back. Again, I reminded Blogger that it was Infinite Self expressing through Blogger. It was soon working again.

The universe is a tool for infinite love to express self.

I am Infinite Love in action.

Enocia

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Gold Rush

2007-11-24T15:22:00.002Z

A dear friend responded to an email I sent him as follows.

HI BABY,
THANKS FOR YOUR BEAUTIFUL PIC. HOPE GOLD WILL CHASE YOU TOO INSTEAD OF YOU CHASING THE BASTARD !!

(By the way, my friend is interested in the stock market).

As I see it, Gold represents the true self. When you are being the infinite love that you are, you stop trying to force things to happen. Then Gold chases you.

Thanks, darling, for your reminder.

I sense a mighty gold rush!

Enocia

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A Prayer for the New Age - Revisited

2007-11-24T14:10:00.000Z

The following prayer is from Share International. It is a simple technique to help one realise their true self.

With love,
Enocia

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A Prayer for the New Age

I am the creator of the universe.
I am the father and mother of the universe.
Everything came from me.
Everything shall return to me.
Mind, spirit and body are my temples,
for the self to realize in them
My supreme being and becoming.

A Prayer for the New Age, given by Maitreya the Christ, is a great mantram or affirmation with an invocative effect. Using this prayer will enable one to recognize that man and God are one, that there is no separation. The 'I' is the Divine Principle behind all creation. The Self emanates from, and is identical to, the Divine Principle.

The most effective way to use this mantram is to say or think the words with focused will, the attention at the ajna center between the eyebrows. When the mind grasps the meaning of the concept and, simultaneously, the will is brought to bear, then those concepts will be activated and the mantram will work. If it is said seriously every day, there will grown inside you a realization of your true Self.

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Questions and answers with Benjamin Creme

Q. I thought that The Great Invocation was going to be the new world prayer, and many have been using it for a long time. Why introduce another prayer?

A. There are three forms of mantrams, or words of power: prayer, invocation and affirmation. The Lord's Prayer is, as the name suggests, a prayer, a (largely) emotional supplication to the Divine to supply our daily needs of food, protection, guidance and so on. It is passive, asking God to do all, implying therefore that God is separate from us. The Great Invocation is not a prayer but a mantram whereby God's energies, through His representatives -- the Buddha, the Christ and Shamballa -- are consciously invoked, by an understanding of the ideas of the invocation and by the intent of the will. This is an entirely new factor and reflects a higher approach.

The new world prayer given by Maitreya is really an affirmation with an invocative effect, and will be a powerful tool in the recognition by us that man and God are One, that there is no separation. By affirming that "I am the Creator of the Universe," I can come into consciousness (eventually) that I am God, the true reality.

Q. Who is the 'I' in the Prayer for the New Age given by Maitreya? Is it (1) our Father in Heaven; (2) the Ancient of Days (as in the Christian Bible); (3) does it mean Maitreya; or (4) other?

A. It is the Divine Principle behind all creation. The Self emanates from, and is identical to, the Divine Principle. Through mind, spirit and body, the Self realizes the Supreme Being and, in time and space, the becoming of that Divine Principle. It is this principle that Maitreya calls 'the Lord'.

Nothing Bleak About Winter

2007-11-24T11:55:00.000Z

As I was sitting at the bus station waiting for my bus, I noticed this woman with a fake fur coat. It looked really warm. I was also dying to feel it. So I walked towards her. I asked her if the coat was warm and she said yes. I asked her if I could stroke it and she smiled and said I could. So I did and it felt lovely. When my bus arrived I wished her good day.

There's nothing bleak about my experiences of winter.

Enocia

Morning Constitutional

2007-11-24T10:50:00.001Z

From time to time, I see this man who lives in our neighbourhood taking his morning constitutional. He is usually accompanied by his cat. It's very unusual to see a cat going for a walk, though he doesn't have a lead. He tells me his cat needs the exercise as he's a bit of a fat cat. Watching them walk is like watching paint dry because the cat constantly stops to preen himself or to lap up admiration from passers-by. I always stroke him whenever I see him.

It wouldn't surprise me though if it wasn't the cat off on his morning constitutional and taking his human friend with him. Actually, that makes a lot more sense.

I love cats!

Enocia

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What Goes Around Comes Around

2007-11-24T10:22:00.000Z

Two days ago I spent the whole day with my older brother, who recently had an operation on his shoulder. We passed the day chatting and exchanging views.

I also used his computer to check my emails and showed him some funny emails I've received. One of them was Nora, the piano playing cat, which he found amusing.

Guess what? Nora has been featured today in Yahoo news: "Meet Nora, the piano-playing cat whose influences range from be-bop to Beethoven." Kitty on the keyboard

It just shows that what goes around comes around.

Love to all.

Enocia

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Thanksgiving Guests

2007-11-24T10:15:00.000Z

My American friend sent me a picture of him and his thanksgiving dinner guests. I guess he wanted to make me feel jealous as us Brits only have Christmas.

Here is his picture below. My friend is the one in green.

Love to all.

Enocia

The Visitor

2007-11-22T12:22:00.000Z

As my mother was walking to the kitchen, I heard her whistling. When she returned to the living room she asked me if I had whistled.

"No, I didn't whistle, I thought it was you," I said.

"No, it wasn't. I heard you whistle twice and I thought it was you being funny and trying to attract my attention."

"It wasn't me."

"That's strange!"

"OK, who do we both know that we can't "see" who likes to whistle?" I said.

"My brother used to like whistling," mum said.

"Oh yeah, I remember now. Come to think of it, it sounded just like his whistle. It must be him then. Besides, he's always said that when he's "gone" he will always be around to look after us."

"Yes, he did."

"Funnily enough, I heard something tapping on the wall the other night and couldn't work out what it was. Maybe it was uncle trying to get our attention."

"Well, if it's you, AFC, thank you for being here," mum said. "I hope you're happy wherever you are."

"I'm sure he is."

A few days ago I felt my uncle's presence and he "spoke" to me. He told me how proud he was of me and how much he loved all of us. I passed on the message to my mother. Perhaps his whistle was his way of giving us a tangible evidence of his presence.

Later mum brought to my attention that the date was the 22nd November. My uncle passed away three years ago on 22nd October.

I never could buy into the idea of people crossing over to the spirit world. As I see it, the spirit world is right here and now. I look forward to and expect lots more "visits" from friends and loved ones from the "other side."

Enocia

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Relationships

2007-11-21T13:48:00.000Z

Boy meets girl and boy and girl fall in love. Boy and girl decide to have a long term relationship leading to marriage, kids, house, etc. After a while boy and girl feel they are no longer in love, yet they try to make the relationship work. After trying and trying, boy and girl decide it's not worth their while and go their separate ways.

On the other hand...

Boy meets girl and boy and girl fall in love. Boy and girl realise that though they appear to be experiencing that love, it is their True Selves, Infinite Love that is doing the loving and relating. Boy and girl are simply instruments for their True Selves to express through. This love is inexhaustible.

If everyone is a potential instrument for Love to express through, does that mean I can be in a relationship with everyone?

It is true that the love of God/True Self can certainly be expressed through everyone. It is also true that underneath our human veneer we all have the same attributes. However, how we express these attributes is what makes each of us unique. I believe Infinite Love connects us as our True Selves. It is that connection that brings people together in physical form. The trick is for the couple to remember that the love they feel for one another is not human but of God, the True Self, which is limitless and unconditional. Otherwise, if you think of the love in human terms then it is limited and can only be given with conditions.

When you know that it is the True Self/God/Love doing the loving and relating, you realise that love is available in many forms and through many channels not just through your partner, family and loved ones. That opens untold possibilities to experience love.

I am my True Self.

Enocia

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Goodwill to All Men

2007-11-21T13:21:00.000Z

My brother said he's observed that during some religious festivals, some countries agree to keep the peace during that period. He said he couldn't understand why if they can stop fighting for one day, surely they can stop the war indefinitely.

I agree.

In the UK, people are so "nice" over the Christmas period. Even those who don't celebrate Christmas wish each other goodwill. The moment Christmas Day is over, it's back to square one.

Hello! If you can be nice for one day, why can't you extend that feeling every single day of the year? It just shows how much power we all have within us to extend peace or war.

Peace, love and goodwill to all men today, tomorrow and forever.

Enocia

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Motherly Instinct

2007-11-21T12:37:00.001Z

While I was chatting to my older brother about relationships he asked me why I didn't want to have children as it would be a good opportunity to love unconditionally.

"Having kids is not my calling," I said.

"Have you never thought about having kids?"

"Well I did when I was with G. When I made the commitment to follow the path I'm on now, that desire melted away. I realised it wasn't for me."

"But don't you have any motherly instinct?"

"Um, I don't have an instinct to produce kids from my loins, if that's what you mean. I do have a motherly instinct to embrace all in my love. I already do this in my writings and with people I meet. One day I'm going to set up a centre to express that love. I have no doubt I'll be working with kids, but having my own kids is not for me."

I was glad I had that conversation with my brother as it reminded me that I do have a motherly instinct to love as my True Self in all I do. As I see it, having a family is not about loving just my loved ones and relatives but about expanding my love to embrace the all.

Love and light to all.

Enocia

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Angels in Disguise

2007-11-21T10:12:00.000Z

I promised to pay a friend a visit yesterday evening. As I had been coughing all day I just felt like going home. I was also dreading getting on the bus at rush hour as I didn't want to sputter over passengers. It turned out there was nothing to worry about because a lot of the passengers were coughing as well.

Then I changed my lenses and saw the truth of the journey. I could see that all of us were instruments for God, my Beloved, to express His love. I was no longer travelling on a bus with human passengers, we were all angels in disguise.

My Beloved wasn't that fussed whether passengers were coughing, on their mobiles, or deep in thought, He expressed His love through them anyway. I closed my eyes and basked in my Beloved's healing presence, which felt like thousands of hands stroking me all over. I highly recommend it.

When I arrived at my destination I rang the door bell. An angel opened the door. Actually, this angel was playing the role of my sister-in-law. We exchanged hugs. I also hugged two other angels: one posing as my older brother and the other as my nephew. My older brother has just had an operation on his shoulder. My sister-in-law offered me some food and drink, then she went to work. My nephew watched television for a short while then he went to his bedroom. I kept my brother company for several hours.

Speaking of angels in disguise, my brother shared a story about an angel he met last week. He said he'd had a hard time from his boss that day and it was still playing on his mind. After work, he didn't come straight home but he stood on the main road near where he lives. A man he'd never met before walked by and my brother said hello. When he asked my brother how he was, my brother poured out his "troubles" to him. He and his friend chatted for about half an hour. My brother said all the resentment he had built up melted away and he was ready to face the next day with a new perspective. They parted company without even exchanging personal details.

That's my Beloved for you, He's always there when you need Him.

Thank you, Beloved, for loving me through your infinite angels in disguise.

Enocia

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The Mind Boggles

2007-11-20T15:53:00.000Z

A while back while I was waiting for my bus at the local bus station, a woman approached me.

"Excuse me, do you know how I can get to Ikea?" she said.

(Ikea is the home furnishing store).

"There isn't one around here, I'm afraid," I said.

"Are you sure? I heard they've just opened a big store up the road from here. They've even got a shuttle service to take their customers from this station to their shop and back again."

"Really? That's news to me," I said. "Are you sure you're not thinking of the one near Wembley? That's the closest one I know of, but it's miles away."

"No, I'm sure there is an Ikea around here."

"Sorry, I can't help you. Good luck anyway."

About six months after our conversation, Ikea did open a store up the road. They also provided a shuttle service to and from the shop for their customers. No wonder the woman at the bus station couldn't find what she was looking for - she had turned up six months early. I wonder how she knew about the shop though. Maybe she was from the future.

That time anomaly is how my True Self, who exists in all time, expresses HerSelf which can be mind boggling to the linear cause/effect thinking. To avoid confusion, I find it's best to ask Self what She has in mind.

So I asked my True Self what I should be focused on. I had an idea to read an article I wrote a while back called God Doesn't Make Mistakes, as a reminder to me that no matter what the circumstances, everything is in perfect order.

The day didn't appear to be unfolding perfectly, however. First of all, the library I was working in had to close for lunch because of short staff. I decided to use another library close by and come back later. When I returned, I was told their computers weren't working. I knew it wasn't a network problem as the computers in the other library were working perfectly. I had a feeling the library staff were disgruntled over their working conditions. The computers were only mirroring back their attitude. I wasn't a happy bunny either. I blessed the library, computers and staff with love.

While I was waiting for the computers to come back online, I picked up Pride Magazine and flicked idly through it. I couldn't believe what I came across - an article about my former university lecturer. A week ago I met a woman on the bus who was a professor at Nottingham university and we discussed my former lecturer who is now a baroness. Fancy seeing the same lecturer in this magazine! (See Expect the Unexpected).

Even though my day didn't appear to be unfolding according to plan, it was all perfect as far as my True Self was concerned. I wouldn't have picked up that magazine if the computers were working. I returned the magazine to the shelf. I decided I wasn't going to hang around waiting for the computers to come back online so I went to the other library. While I was waiting to be allocated a computer, I noticed the colour of the chairs matched my purple jumper. I had a feeling I was meant to be in this building after all. Suddenly I could see that the building was symbolic of my real body of light that doesn't experience time, sickness, aging, death or reincarnation. I was showing myself that I need to focus on that body. I ended up writing an article based on this realisation.

It is my True Self, Soul, Infinite Self that is experiencing life. Life is always unfolding in perfect harmony with Her purpose. When I forget who is really in charge, life appears chaotic. When I try to impose conditions and rules on that which is unconditioned, the mind boggles.

My True Self doesn't make mistakes.
It's all perfect; it's all good.

Enocia

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Listed Building

2007-11-19T19:23:00.000Z

One of the libraries I go to was refurbished recently. They couldn't exactly demolish it and start from scratch as it's a listed building i.e. it is historic. Even though the never version still has the old features, I can't for the life of me remember what the building used to look like before it was done up. All I know is it looks very contemporary and stylish.

At some point in the future, some bright spark is going to come up with another brilliant way to have the building modernised. Maybe they would have got rid of all books and magazines and there will only be a tiny space for users who still prefer to read books the old-fashioned way. Everyone else will have easy access to books and stuff on their mobile phones or some similar technology. I'm sure the architects will keep the original features though as it is a listed building.

The building reminds me of my body, which is the same original light grid installation I've always had and will always have. This body has never been born nor can it ever die. Every time I take a form, the Light simply shape shifts into that particular form and relevant experiences. There is really no need to experience death; the Light can always change its form while still retaining its original features.

My body is a grade 8 listed Light grid installation. Please handle with care.

Enocia

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Love For Love's Sake

2007-11-19T13:04:00.000Z

Some people might argue that real love is the ability to allow others the freedom to be who they are. That's one way of looking at love.

There is another kind of love which is about loving whether you have shared beliefs or not.

Yesterday, I asked a friend, who sends out transcripts of spiritual teachings, to take my name off her list. I said she could still continue to send me fun emails she receives from time to time. She said as she only has one list, I had to decide whether I wanted all or nothing. I told her I thought she had separate lists for different stuff she sends out. I said I appreciate the fun emails she sends out and would still like to receive those. However, if it wasn't possible to send them separately then I was cool with not receiving any emails from her. She asked me if I was sure as she didn't want me to miss out on any emails that resonated with who I am being. I told her that would never happen as anything that resonates with me will always find its way to me in one way or another.

The exchange with my friend got me thinking about why we share stuff. What happened to sharing for the sake of sharing because it's fun to share the joy of who we are being? What happened to love for love's sake?

Recently I observed two girls, aged about six years, playing with a balloon. Although they'd only just met, it didn't stop them from having fun at that moment. They didn't care whether they had shared beliefs or similar backgrounds, they just had fun playing. That's why people love having or being around babies because they are open to love. Babies don't discriminate, they love for love's sake. As kids grow older, they are programmed to only love certain kinds of people. Before you know it they've become adults who can only be with people they have things in common with. Some adults have kids to help connect them with their joy and so the cycle of life continues.

While I appreciate young kids, I don't need to have or be around kids to be in joy. I only need to know who I am as infinite joy. Joy makes life effortless, unexpected, magical and so much fun. Joy makes me feel alive.

I'm not here to compare and contrast beliefs but to share my joy. Are you game?

Enocia

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God Doesn't Make Mistakes - Revisited

2007-11-19T11:52:00.000Z

I feel it's worth revisiting this piece which was previously posted at my Home Sweet Home! blog.

With love,
Enocia

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God Doesn't Make Mistakes

"Thou art of purer eyes than to behold evil, and canst not look on iniquity." (Habakkuk 1: 13)

"All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made." (John 1: 3)

"Beloved, I wish above all things that thou mayest prosper and be in health, even as thy soul prospereth." (3 John 1: 2)

I believe there is one Power of Love and Goodness that is the Source of all life. I call this Power, God. God is perfect. I believe what God has created is good and perfect for all time. God doesn't make mistakes. God only needs to do something once and it's good for all time. God is all knowing; He doesn't need to learn any lessons.

We say we are God in manifestation and we are here to express God in every way. We say we are free to create like God. In that case how come we don't get things right the first time? Why do we have repeated experiences so we can either learn from them or in order for us to put things right?

Did God create the world we perceive with our senses? If God did then it should be God's image and likeness i.e. perfect. There should be no death or decay, no beginning and ending, because that which is perfect is eternal and good for all time. We should bear witness to a world of constant beauty. Trees should always be in full bloom. You pluck an apple from a tree and it should grow right back because perfection is always full and complete. We should never experience disease, aging and death. Our bodies should always be beautiful, flawless and in radiant health. We should always be full of joy.

The reality of life on earth is it is geared towards failure and imperfection. This is why we have businesses specialising in the Law, the Armed Forces, Medicine, Healing, Insurance, Manufacturing and Repair, Education to name but a few.

Why would a God who doesn't make mistakes need the Law?
Why would a God of love need the Armed Forces?
Why would a God of perfection need medicine or healing?
Why would a God of love need insurance?
Why would a God who doesn't make mistakes need something fixed?
Why would a God who is all knowing need to be taught?

This suggests that the world we are experiencing right now could not have been created by God because that which is perfect cannot make mistakes. If not God, who created the world? What God did not create does not exist.

How is that possible, you cry? I can see, feel, hear, taste, and smell this reality. It's very much real to me. How can it not exist? It exists in your mind because you're imagining it is real. But perfection cannot create imperfection. God does not make mistakes.

It doesn't make sense. How come this world feels so real to me if it doesn't exist?

There are many examples of experiencing something that is not real but believing it is. For example, you have a headache and it feels very much real to you. Your senses tell you the pain is real. But think about it. If you are really living in a reality that is perfection and love, would love want you to experience pain?

But I still feel the pain. It feels very much real.

It feels very much real because you are holding it in place by believing it exists. It's no use calling out to God to heal you! A God of perfection would not recognise a headache He did not create. A God that sees pain and suffering is a false god not God. God's answer to anyone suffering is to show you what is really present. God's answer is always: "I am love, you are love, all is love."

But the pain still persists?

All is love.

It feels very real to me.

All is love.

Love casts out all fear. Love dissolves dreams of pain and suffering. Love is reality.

But I feel as if I'm stuck in this reality that God never created. How can I get out of it?

Recognise that God is all there is; God is perfection and Perfection cannot make mistakes.

Since God is all there is, it must be God living life.
If God is living life, then God will not contemplate imperfection.
God only needs to create once and whatever it is, is perfect and good for all time.

I've done all you've suggested but I'm still having the same experience of pain.

So what if your body is screaming out in pain. Don't give it any attention. No matter what your senses tell you, ignore them. Instead, focus on the truth: God doesn't make mistakes; Perfection is always perfect.

Persist with the truth and the illusion will dissolve. But persist you must.

If God is right where I am, don't I have to persist with the truth once?

Touché. You make a very good point though. You only need to contemplate that truth once and then focus only on God.

Oh, there will be many who will try to distract you. They'll think you've gone nuts. Just focus on the truth: God is love.

And finally, because God does not make mistakes, God always gets it right first time. Therefore, reincarnation is not an option; it is another dream. You are here to live for eternity because life is never ending. There is nowhere else to run or hide; there is only here.

God doesn't make mistakes.
God is love.
God is all there is.

Enocia

Grrr!

2007-11-18T14:21:00.000Z

When two or more agree on something, they give it a meaning. Give this meaning further attention and you end up having a belief. As more and more people energise that belief, it becomes an experience that is so real, people believe it is logical to have that experience when in fact it was just a nothing that was energised into a something.

During my bus journey yesterday evening one guy lit up a cigarette, even though smoking has been banned in all public transports. The passenger in front didn't like it and turned round to make his feelings clear. The man with the lit fag got pissed off and told the guy it wasn't any of his business. And so they started arguing. Although I was several seats in front, I could hear them loud and clear. I sent love to everyone on the bus.

The two men reminded me of two dogs growling. They growled and they growled until the guy who had lit the cigarette got up to leave with a woman he was with. As he was walking away he swore at the other man who retaliated with "mother fucker!"

The man came back and said, "What did you say?"
"I said 'you fucker!'"
"No, you swore at my mum."
"I didn't swear at your mother!"
"Yes, you did."
"I didn't, you mother fucker!"

The next thing you know the guy grabbed the other by the throat. I fled from my seat as they were now way too close for comfort. As I watched them from the front, I couldn't take their actions seriously at all; both men's behaviour and facial expressions reminded me of a Pantomime, pure slapstick.

Other passengers turned round to watch the spectacle. The bus driver flicked the lights on and off signalling he was going to terminate the bus at the next stop. I decided to leave the dogs at it and headed downstairs. The guy who had started the fight was close behind me.

"Driver, driver," his opponent said. "Please keep the doors closed. An offence has been committed and I've reported it to the police."

The bus driver opened the doors anyway and we all got off. I don't suppose the driver was in any mood to take the dog fight seriously either. I noticed the guys walked away in opposite directions.

Imagine how many situations can be easily diffused if we didn't take them seriously. You either don't give the situation any meaning or make it look ridiculous. I mean imagine if the police were called and I was asked to give evidence.

"Well, officer, I only heard a couple of dogs growling which developed into a fight."
"Would you recognise those dogs if you saw them again?"
"I doubt it, as they looked like ordinary mongrels to me."

Speaking of not giving things meaning, last night I had a sore throat again and felt my entire body aching. My mother, who has been coughing and sneezing, asked me if I wanted some of her honey and lemon remedy but I said no. Did I want some tablets? I declined. I said I was going to have an early night and meditate.

As I see it, taking pills and potions gives meanings to the experience that I have such and such an illness. What happens when I identify with a certain illness, I end up connecting to all the beliefs about the illness. I decided not to give myself any healing either. All I know is that my body is nothing but light. Nothing else has any meaning. When I woke up this morning the soreness had got worse but I refused to give it any meaning. I got up, hoovered the flat, had a shower and went out. The soreness has now gone.

In a world of meaningless projections, I can only be sure of two things: I exist and my sense of humour is always intact. The rest are just dogs growling over nothing.

Grrr!

Enocia

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I'm Just a Love Machine

2007-11-17T09:51:00.000Z

At some point early this morning I woke up with a sore throat and a bunged up nose. I reminded myself that "love is all there is" and felt my body losing its density and the soreness dissolved. I went back to sleep. When I woke up a few hours later, the soreness was back. It was as if I'd taken love tablets that lasted only a few hours and now that they had worn off the soreness was back.

I got up anyway. As I was getting ready, I thought about my real function. I am a love machine, pure love. I'm here to express who I am as Love in all I do and share that love with others. My function and my body one. Thus, my body's function is to be love. My function and my senses are one, thus I feel, see, taste, smell, and hear only Love. My function and my thoughts are one, therefore, I think only Love. There is no place for anything in my body but love. Love shapeshifted my body and dissolved the pain in my throat. I was full of energy and felt this love projecting everywhere.

After I got dressed, my mother asked me to run an errand for her at the local shops. On the way I saw this man walking his dog.

"That's a huge dog!" I said. "What breed is it?"
"It's a Pyrenean Mountain Dog."
"Hey, you!" I addressed the dog.

His brown eyes gazed into mine and he took a step back as if he wanted to chase me.

"He thinks you want to play," the man said.
"You're just one big bundle of joy, aren't you?" I said to the dog.

The man told me they'd just come from a long walk and the dog was tired that's why he's on his lead.

"I remember you now. Don't you go for walks down the marshes?"
"Yes we do."
"You're such a big fellah! How much food does he eat?" I said.
"Two pounds of tripe a day."
"Is that a lot?"
"It's not actually. He doesn't like dog food in cans or dry food. Sometimes he won't eat if he's not hungry."
"He's quite big considering."
"He's got a very slow metabolism. These dogs were bred as guard dogs to protect sheep from wolves that's why he's this size. When they got rid of the wolves in the Pyrenean Mountain, they had to find something else for the dogs to do."

After stroking the dog's head, I said goodbye to both of them and went into the shop.

I thought it was amazing how my thoughts about "my function and my body are one" was mirrored back at me as the conversation with this man. The dog's function is to be a guard dog in the mountains. Even though the dog I met is now a pet, he's still got his thick coat and the instinct to chase animals and people. I guess if he was put into a situation where he had to look after sheep, he would revert to his function or programme.

Later at the library, where I'm writing this piece, I spoke to one of the librarians.

"How are you? It seems as if I haven't seen you in ages."
"I'm not feeling very well today," she said.
"What's wrong?"
"I've got the flu, but I have to work because we're short staffed."

I reached over to give her a hug.

"You're going to get sick too," she said.
"I'm giving you lots of love," I said and we exchanged hugs.

I'm just a love machine.
My body is a love machine.
My function and my body are one.

Enocia

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Thought Impulses and Detachment

2007-11-16T17:44:00.002Z

A friend and I have been discussing how you can tell the difference between what is your stuff and what is emanating from the collective mind. In other words, how do you know the voice in your head is from your guide or it's not coming from thoughts you're picking up around you?

I shared the following experiences with my friend:

I remember when I was studying Pranic Healing (PH). After a while I had this feeling it was time to move on. Soon after I made that decision, there I was standing in a bookshop browsing through some magazines. I suddenly had a thought that said that I should consider writing about PH for one of those spiritual magazines. I couldn't believe I could have had that thought when I knew I no longer wanted to practise PH. So I decided the right action was to take no action at all. The next day when I checked my emails, there was one from my PH teacher suggesting that I should consider writing about PH in magazines. I emailed him and told him I'd received his message telepathically. I thanked him for his suggestion but said I didn't want to go down that route.

Another example which occurred when I used to use my laptop. One day I had this strong urge to configure it. As it didn't make any sense why I was doing it, I returned it to its original setting. Later when I checked my emails I discovered one from a friend asking me how to configure her laptop. It was then I realised I'd picked up her question and acted upon it.

After that I realied how important it is to know who I am. I still pick up lots of stuff but I ensure it's stuff that's relevant to who I am being.

The following relevant article was previously posted at my Home Sweet Home! blog.

Enocia

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Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Thought Impulses and Detachment

I love stroking the back of my neck and my arms because it feels nice. When I can't be bothered to do it physically and there's no one to do it for me, I imagine my hand stroking my neck and my arms. I still end up having the same sensations.

If I can have sensations by thought alone, I dread to think how many times I have done something because of one thought or another. For example, have you ever noticed how people are constantly looking at their watches. Even though I stopped wearing one years ago, from time to time I find myself looking at public clocks; I'm obviously picking up on thought impulses; clocks are sending out signals to check the time, and there are people constantly asking what the time is which makes people check their watches...and so the thought-form ticks on.

Thoughts drive our actions. You pick up on a thought about something and you have an impulse to do the very thing. You think the idea is coming from you when you're being thought into action. Sometimes thoughts sound like commands telling you to do something. You are convinced you're hearing the Voice of God/Spirit and you're off on a mission. Yeah right! How do you expect to hear the voice of Spirit when you can't be still for one moment to silence your thoughts? I would say that if you hear thoughts in your head, don't go rushing about following the "voice," be still for a moment and listen for the real voice, which can only be heard in the silence.

For the last few days I've been observing the world in silence, seeing the world as an art gallery and human life as still life, albeit moving, paintings. I observe the multicoloured hues, tones and textures without judgment. On another level it's quite entertaining. One day I had an impulse to visit a particular bookshop. I read a passage from The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying by Sogyal Rinpoche, which reflected my mood at the time.

Dilgo Khyentse Rinpoche says:

"Once you have the View, although the delusory perceptions of samsara may arise in your mind, you will be like the sky; when a rainbow appears in front of it, it's not particularly flattered, and when the clouds appear, it's not particularly disappointed either, there is a deep sense of contentment. You chuckle from inside as you see the façade of samsara and nirvana; the View will keep you constantly amused, with a little inner smile bubbling away all the time."
As Dudjom Rinpoche says: "Having purified the great delusion, the heart's darkness, the radiant light of the unobscured sun continuously rises." (The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying by Sogyal Rinpoche, p. 170)

As I sat there reading, an old friend turned up and sat beside me. We met years ago at another bookshop and I see him occasionally. He's always fun to talk to. The last time I saw him he entertained me with his on-off-on relationship with his current girlfriend. He asked me what I was reading. I showed him the book. My friend smiled. He said he wasn't about to criticise my choice. While we chatted he said he wanted to show me something. He took out a book from his bag, opened a page, and suggested I read a poem. It was If by Rudyard Kipling. I said I loved the poem. I pointed out to my friend how similar what I'd read in "The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying" was to the poem, "If."

The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying:

"Once you have the View, although the delusory perceptions of samsara may arise in your mind, you will be like the sky; when a rainbow appears in front of it, it's not particularly flattered, and when the clouds appear, it's not particularly disappointed either, there is a deep sense of contentment."

Kipling:

"If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;"

During our conversation, the issue of supply came up. I told my friend how I believed God or the Universe meets our needs perfectly and we only need to trust. I shared an experience I had recently about how my photograph was taken. My friend said I was an idealist. He said the kind of experience I had described didn't happen in the real world. He pulled out a copy of the Bible and opened it to a passage. He said he lived by the following principle:

"Not that I complain of want; for I have learned, in whatever state I am, to be content. I know how to be abased, and I know how to abound; in any and all circumstances I've learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and want. I can do all things in him who strengthens me." (Philippians 4: 11-13)

Again, I pointed out to my friend how similar the ideas in the Bible passage were to the Rudyard Kipling poem and the Tibetan Buddhism book.

As you can see, we are constantly being tossed about by our inner states. If you hold thoughts of love and joy, you attract experiences of the same. My state of mind of detachment had attracted similar ideas in the form of a friend who shared with me two more examples of detachment. Similarly, if you hold thoughts of pain and suffering you attract much of the same. The irony is when you're in pain, the last thing you want to think about is joy; but if you persist on holding the same thought you end up experiencing much of the same.

There is another way to ensure you're not under the influence of thoughts: by treating all experiences, painful or pleasurable, with detachment. How? By being silence.

As silence, I am in the world as an observer.
As silence, I am able to dissolve thought impulses.
As silence, I am bliss.

I am Silence,
Enocia

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Ecstacy

2007-11-16T09:42:00.000Z

I have to say that most of the love that I experience and observe from others are full of conditions.

"I love you because you are my father, mother, daughter, son, lover, wife, husband, friend."
"I love you because of the things you do."
"I love you because you are so beautiful."
"I love you because you are my soul mate, angel, guide, higher self."

There have been very rare occasions when I've felt that pure love from someone not because of what I am doing or represent but as an unconditional good feeling. Then I've tried to label it, package it, and identify it. The feeling ended up being tainted somewhat and full of conditions. Why, oh why, can't I just enjoy the feeling for what it is without feeling the need to label it?

Incidentally, in today's issue of Sport magazine is an interview with Mick Fanning, who has just been crowned surfing world champion. According to the article, it's the first time an Australian has won this title in eight years. The last champion, Kelly Slater, was champion eight times. Hmmm, I wonder if 8 is the magic number? ;-)

I found this part of the interview interesting.

Why do you do it [surf] then? Would it not be safer playing, say, snooker?

"Yeah, I do it because it's like the agony and the ecstasy. When you ride a big wave, it is just the greatest feeling - a real adrenaline rush." Mick Fanning Interview

I know that feeling very well. I believe that "greatest feeling" Mick is describing can only be experienced, which for Mick is expressed as surfing. Though I call this feeling Love, it's not something I can quite put my finger on. There have been times when I've woken up from sleep and haven't remembered where I am or who I am as this form, and yet I've remembered that feeling. I have just known that feeling to be my essence. Don't ask me how I know I am that feeling, I just do.

I believe on those rare occasions when I've met someone who has loved me for no reason, he has been reflecting back to me who I am as that feeling; and it's been pure ecstasy. It didn't matter to me whether we had shared beliefs or not, it was just wonderful to bask in the feeling, until the need to identify and define it took over. Labels and definitions only appear to mask the feeling, but it never goes away.

I don't know why I feel the way I do about you, I just do.

Enocia

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To Whom It May Concern

2007-11-15T18:30:00.000Z

Dearest C,

You are so wonderful and lovable, pure joy. Just believe in yourself as I believe in you.

Thank you for being You.

All my love forever.
Enocia

Expect the Unexpected

2007-11-15T11:28:00.000Z

Yesterday evening when I arrived home, my mother said her friend had just left. Her friend had turned up unexpectedly and brought her lots of food some of which she shared with me.

As I was getting ready this morning I pondered about how the way the world works is in complete contrast to how I have observed Love works.

The world says when you give, it has to be from a mentality of "what's in it for me?" Therefore, before you give you measure how much you're going to receive in return otherwise it's simply not worth it. You also expect to receive something in exchange from the one you're giving to.

The world says that the only time you should give unconditionally is to your family and loved ones as that is what is expected of you.

Love encourages me to give what I have without expectations, which can be anything from love, time, insights, appreciation, happiness, money, blessings etc. What I give always returns magnified anyway. Imagine sending out a thought of love. That love picks up similar love vibrations and then returns magnified though one can never be sure in what form it will take. So just stay open and let Love surprise you.

Before I left home I discussed what I'd been thinking.

"Mum, I've been thinking about how all you give to me and others are returned to you in different ways. Look at the way your friend showed up last night with all that food."

"Funny you should say this because my other friend, P, and I were talking about this yesterday afternoon. What you give always come back though not necessarily from the person you give to."

"Or the way you expect it to come," I said.

"Exactly. Anyway, there I was watching Coronation Street when the door bell rang. I thought to myself 'who the hell could it be at this time?' Because it gets dark early I thought it was really late."

"God doesn't care about time, mum. He is constantly pouring His blessings in every moment."

"You're right. Anyway, when I answered the door it was M. I was really surprised. She said she'd prepared some food which she gave to her kids and she wanted me to have mine. So she came all that way by bus. She got stuck in traffic for ages. At one point the bus driver terminated and all the passengers had to get off. Then the bus driver changed his mind and the passengers got back on. I couldn't believe M came all that way just to deliver the food. She is such a generous and good woman."

"Well, I believe it's never any person doing anything good but God. That's why it didn't matter how long she was travelling because it was God doing it anyway."

"Yes, I know what you mean. It was such a lovely surprise though seeing her."

"It just shows how the love you give out comes back in unexpected ways."

When I came out of the house this morning, I noticed my neighbour was putting out some rubbish in her dustbin. We exchanged warm hugs. Just down the road I noticed another neighbour and she gave me a hug and a kiss on my cheek. It's amazing the many guises Love takes.

Here's another example of Love in action, which happened a few days ago.

When I got on the bus there weren't any seats available so I stood next to this woman who had a magazine open on her lap. I noticed the article was about identical twins who were deliberately separated at birth because of a social experiment. As she was busy chatting to her friend sitting next to her, I didn't want to interrupt their conversation. But my curiosity got the better of me, so I asked her what magazine it was. She said "Grazia" and told me what issue it was. As I had been thinking a lot about twins, I was curious to read the article.

As more passengers got on, I moved further down the bus. I noticed this woman with a bunch of yellow flowers, which I thought were beautiful. She seemed deep in thought. Soon the seat beside her was vacant and I sat next to her. I suddenly had this urge to speak to her. I told her how much I loved her flowers. She said they were unscented roses. Roses happen to be my favourite flowers but I hadn't recognised that variety. She said she'd bought them as a thank you for a friend she's staying with, who happens to be unwell. She said she lives in Nottingham. I told her I've been to Nottingham and described a theatre some friends once took me to in the town centre. She knew exactly where I meant. After that we talked about life. I told her how much I believed in love even though my relationship hadn't worked out. She said not to give up hope. She said she's 51 years old and only got married for the first time last January. She told me her name, which has an Egyptian origin; and it meant "hope." I thought it was amazing travelling with hope.

My friend teaches social work at Nottingham university. I told her I'd studied cultural studies, which I found was an excellent tool to deconstruct my identity. She agreed. She asked me where I had studied and my tutor's name and I told her. She said she'd heard of my tutor who left soon after I graduated. As far as she was aware, my former tutor has now been made a baroness. That was very interesting because only recently I had a thought about my tutor whom I really admired at the time. I wondered what she was up to. I know I could easily have looked her up on the Internet but it was good to meet someone who was able to answer my question. I thanked my friend for her timely messages and wished her and her friend lots of love.

After my friend got off, I marvelled at how wonderful it was that Love had arranged for me to sit next to my friend. However, I would never have experienced Love's blessings if I hadn't made the first move by giving love and appreciation. Later, I noticed the woman who had been reading the "Grazia" magazine was about to get off. As she walked past me, she said she was now finished with the magazine and wanted me to have it. I was so grateful to receive her gift. I really enjoyed reading the article.

It's funny how gratitude was the theme on that bus: my friend bought her friend some flowers to thank him for staying; "gracias" is thank you in Spanish; and "grazie" is thank you in Italian. The magazine I was given was "Grazia."

I am so grateful Love is all there is.
I always expect the unexpected.

Enocia

Related articles: My Beloved; Conspiracy Theories; Thank You!; Being the Gift; Staying Joined in Love

See also: Earthlog: The "Economy" of the Heart

Beyond the Veil - Part 2

2007-11-14T16:18:00.000Z

In Beyond the Veil, I wrote about how I was able to see everyone and everything as transparent. I was also able to see into another realm of light where I could communicate with friends. I said the gift I received was to remind me that I can be Light now.

Another gift seeing "beyond the veil" gives me is being able to experience people as who they really are and not their ego projections.

Peek-a-boo, I see you all as Light.

Enocia

Related articles: Beyond the Veil; Jekyll and Hyde

Beyond the Veil

2007-11-14T11:30:00.001Z

As I was riding on the bus yesterday evening, I looked outside. One minute everything looked like a normal evening and people rushing about from their daily activities, and the next moment everything became diaphanous. I could see right through everyone and everything like they were crystals. It was brilliant!

I was then able to see right through this world to another reality of pure light and other crystal-like entities where I was surrounded by a group of friends, who were very happy to see me. They had lots of information to share, which I was able to receive instantly. I was also able to speak to my beloved uncle who passed away three years ago. In fact I only need to think about him and he's in my presence.

The gift I received from that experience was there is no need to wait to "die" to experience myself as Light. I can experience myself as light now. This means, I feel, see, hear, taste, smell and know only Light.

The opportunity soon came later when I had a stomach ache. I remembered that my body is transparent light. The pain was transmuted into light and I could no longer experience it as a physical sensation.

It's good to be able to see beyond the veil of forms, limitations and separation.

In truth, there is no veil, there is only Light.

I am Light.

Enocia

Related articles: Beyond the Veil - Part 2; Angel of Light; Remembrance Day; Always at One; In Reality; Light in Darkness; Seeing with Love's Vision; Beam Me Up, Scotty!; Translation; Being Here Now; Transformed By the Light

Speed Reading

2007-11-13T12:13:00.001Z

The other day I eavesdropped a conversation between a customer and a bookshop staff.

"Excuse me, which of these books would you recommend for speed reading."
"This one."
"Are you sure, because I don't want to spend a lot of time learning how to speed read."
"Yes, I'm sure. It's a lot more precise."
"Thank you."

Now that's what I call speed-selling!

I reckon a book about speed reading must have five pages in total.

First page is the Introduction as follows: "This book will teach you how to speed read."

Second page is a chapter called "Beginning" as follows: "Let's begin."

Third page is a chapter called "Middle" as follows: "You're now in the middle."

Fourth page is a chapter called: "End" as follows: "Congratulations! Now you know how to speed read."

Fifth page is the Epilogue as follows: "Happy reading!"

This has been my speed-article. I hope you were able to speed read through it.

The end.

Enocia

Living By Your Principles

2007-11-12T19:07:00.000Z

I have written elsewhere about a conversation I had recently with my neighbour who is a Second World War veteran. One of the topics we discussed was how as a soldier he used to carry out orders. He said even when you didn't agree with an order you had no choice but to carry out the order otherwise you will end up being shot. He said he knew a few people who were in that situation. I guess the armed forces is no place to have principles. If you don't believe in going to war, don't join the armed forces, unless of course you don't have a choice, like my friend.

It got me thinking about principles. What if you know you are part of a system that manufactures products that are causing harm to millions and even generations to come, would you still do that job because it puts food on the table and it supports your family? I'm sure there are many people in that predicament who are very much aware of the effects of their livelihood but feel they can't get out because they're frightened of the unknown. Some people have chosen to be whistle-blowers and have had to face the consequences. Sometimes people experience "Divine Intervention" when they are removed out of that system, though it doesn't always feel "divine" at the time.

In the book "Saved By the Light" Dannion Brinkley's describes his two near death experiences. The first "death" occurred after he was struck by lightning. He found himself on the "other side" and he went through a life review. As he used to work for the military at the time, he was shown how one act of violence has a ripple effect on many lives. He was devastated to discover how much suffering his job had been causing people. The reverse side of the coin was when he did something positive the ripple effect affected many. Now Dannion was his own judge and jury. His guide didn't judge him because he understood Dannion was doing the best he could at the time.

After his life review, Dannion was then shown more than one hundred visions of the future, a lot of which have come true. He returned with a mission to serve humanity and to inspire others to love. He's also spreading the good news that there is no death. Dannion never returned to his former job; he had been given a new lease of life, albeit he had to "die" twice in order to experience that life.

I have worked in both commercial and public sectors. I never felt comfortable being part of the system so my way of coping was doing contract work. It was nice to have the option to stay for a few months and then leave. At first I just did it for the money. There came a point when I started becoming conscious of my spiritual nature. It was then I realised there was a presence with me at work. There were times when I would be typing out some document and have an idea that it should be written in a particular way but I wouldn't change it because I didn't think I had the technical expertise. My boss would then incorporate my "revisions" and I'll find myself typing what I had in thought.

Sometimes I would end up in a department with someone who was awakening to their nature as spirit and it would be wonderful to meet a kindred spirit. Other times I had jobs where I did nothing but write up insights I was receiving.

After working in various companies, I felt it was time to gain some legal experience, which meant a lot more money. The last company I worked for was as a Personal Assistant to a partner who was renowned for being grouchy. No one wanted to work for him. His favourite catch phrase was "get rid, get rid!" Temps passed right through him like water. We got on really well because I was always in my peace and I wasn't prepared to put up with any nonsense. After working with him for a few months, I felt like I was getting sucked into the office politics and it was time to leave. Before I left, I gave my boss some energy healing though it was all very hush hush.

After I left that job, I took a few days off. I expected to be in another contract job soon after, but the Universe had other ideas. All the employment agencies told me it was very quiet and they couldn't find me work, even though I was one of the most experienced temp they had in their books. It was as if the word had gone out that no one was to employ me. After a few months of unemployment it finally dawned on me that that path had been closed in order for me to focus on my real purpose. So you could say, I was pulled out of that system by Divine Intervention, though I wasn't exactly thrilled about it at the time.

Just because I no longer work in banks and legal firms doesn't mean I'm not part of the system. I still live in the world. I still shop at supermarkets and buy various products and I'm sure some of the ways these products are being manufactured are not exactly ethical. Let's take one example, food products. I find one way I can make an impact on the system is to be the Cause/Love i.e. bless everyone involved with love.

Bless the animals sacrificing themselves as food;
Bless the farmers;
Bless all fruits and vegetables;
Bless factory workers producing these food products;
Bless the supermarket staff;
Bless the food products;
Bless whoever has prepared the food;
Bless everyone involved in the whole food chain.

Of course, I could always opt out of the system altogether where I don't use any of the products. Since I'm not yet able to manifest food/products from thin air, I'm going to have to stick with being Love for a little while longer.

For anyone working in an environment where they feel their principles are being compromised, I would say you can play your part right where you are by being Love. Love everyone. The danger is the system may very well turn against you. For instance, if you're working in a legal firm and are being love, that love is likely to affect everyone including potential clients. Since legal firms thrive on having clients, in order to survive the firm is bound to release you for your services rendered. Another way to look at it is that as you are being true to who you are, it is your True Self that is releasing you out of that system and putting you in an environment that is in perfect harmony with your real purpose on earth. Always remember your needs will always be met, you just have to trust in your True Self.

Whatever you're doing, be true to yourself.

Love to all.

Enocia

Related article: Something's Got to Give; Cause or Effect?; Genetic Modification (GM); Beauty Secrets; Trusting in Your Path; Follow Me

Angel of Light

2007-11-12T13:47:00.000Z

Right now I appear to be a physical body in time and space sitting in front of a computer screen, on a chair and typing away at a keyboard. The building I'm in is a lot warmer compared to the temperature outside. I am only conscious of stuff going on in my immediate vicinity. Apart from that, I have no clue what's going on in the world. Or am I?

And then there is the me that is omnipresent Light. This means that though I appear to be bound in one location, I'm actually present in all locations.

How is this possible?

Right now I'm experiencing 12 November 2007 and yet as Light I am in all times. Thus, if I were to fast forward to 12 November 20007 I am already there. Go back to 12 November 1007 and I am already there.

Right now I'm in London and yet as Light I am in all space. Go to any country, planet, galaxy and you will find my presence.

Right now I appear to be focused only on one website and yet as Light I am in all websites.

What the hell am I? Human or Light?

I am an angel of Light.

Enocia

Related articles: Remembrance Day; Conspiracy Theories; Identity Crises and Wake-Up Calls

Remembrance Day

2007-11-12T11:35:00.000Z

Yesterday was Remembrance Day, where they commemorate people who have sacrificed their lives during the various wars.

The day before, I was chatting to a neighbour about his experiences during the Second World War. Although he said he never attends these commemorations, he stressed how important it was for people to remember what people went through during the wars. I told him I didn't see the point remembering the wars when we can focus only on peace and love.

Last night I watched a TV drama called My Boy Jack that is based on author, Rudyard Kipling's experiences during World War 1. At first his son, Jack, tries to join the Navy but fails the medical because of his poor eyesight. Next, he tries the Army but fails for the same reason. Rudyard manages to pull some strings, which enables Jack to be admitted into the Army. Jack is soon killed in battle. We follow Rudyard and his wife's desperate attempts to find their son who is described as missing, until they finally meet someone from his regiment who had witnessed Jack's death. Rudyard has to come to terms with the guilt he feels for letting his son go to war.

As I watched the programme I had vivid memories of being in the war, not as the soldiers or people but as a presence of Light. I could remember being right there in the battlefield with everyone. I remember being the Light that was consoling the soldiers who had passed on and being with their families. I could also remember being present in all wars including the current ones.

This shows that while I appeared to be watching television, in Reality I am everywhere present as the eternal Light. We are all this eternal Light assisting and loving one another and being each other's guides.

Remembrance Day is an opportunity to remember my identity as the omnipresent Light in all realities.

Light is always shining in darkness.

Enocia

Related articles: There is Always Light in Darkness; Always at One; Conspiracy Theories; Love is Forever; You are the Light of the World; All Good is Ever Present

Happy Sunday!

2007-11-11T15:34:00.000Z

In fact every day is a Sun Day; a day of Light.

Happy Sun Day to you all.

Love and light.

Enocia

Earthlog: The "Economy" of the Heart

2007-11-10T15:54:00.000Z

The following message is by Celia Fenn. I LOVE it! I can also relate to the principle of Unconditional Love as economy.

Enjoy.

Enocia

For my related articles see: Trust in Love to Sort out the Details; Love, the Great Motivator

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Earthlog: The "Economy" of the Heart

a message from Celia Fenn
Friday, 9 November, 2007

Thanks once again to all who have written in to contribute to the online conversation that we are having here. I appreciate how all of you are contributing to the dialogue here on the Earth Log, as we approach the 11:11 stargate.

Two things have happened that have kind of tied together several of the threads we have been weaving here. And they made me realize that what this huge shift that we are experiencing is about is a movement from a money economy to a "heart economy" based on love. At this time, our economy is about money, our lives are about money, and if we are honest, our spirituality is often about money as well. In this New Earth Dream that arises, I am sure there will still be money, but the primary "economy" will be that of Love. Unconditional Love.

Well, some cynics may say, as did one Lightworker recently, that they work for money and not love, and that only money puts food on the table. Well, I would say that in the future, as even now, it will be love that will put food on the table and not money. It will be Love that will lift us up and keep us going, it will be love that will connect us to those who can support is when we need it. It will be the "Heart Grid", that shining connection from Heart to Heart, that will sustain us now and in the future. It is the pain of this shift that we are grappling with right now.

We do not know how to Love any longer. We have become so used to expressing ourselves with and through money, that we have lost the ability to express our Hearts in any other way, or in ways that are appropriate and supportive, even if it involves giving money. For, it is Love that is real, not money. Even though the Money illusion is so strong that it may appear otherwise.

I know in my heart that there is an abundance on the Earth, there is enough for everyone, if we were able to share it equitably in some way. I know that we can live on a beautiful and harmonious planet if we can only remember how to Love.

Well, here is the first thing that helped me to see this reality. Here is a letter from Patricia Weber in Canada, in response to our topic about those who are wanting to give up:

We are currently living in a society where only the monetary or material is perceived as having "the value” and only gifts that have been purchased with money are seen as being gifts at all. Intrinsic gifts that are also given are not even recognized as such and so their true value is not even seen as a gift at all. And so . . . To the Lightworkers, who are struggling . . . I tell "a story".

I live in the country in a house of many windows as I just love to watch the nature as it unfolds daily all around me. This for me is so special, expect however, on the occasions when the sun's light is so very bright that a bird mistakenly flies into a widow or into one of our glass doors. When this first occurred I heard the noise, just as the bird did hit, and once I came to realize just what happened as I saw the bird lying still, upon the deck. I called out to Stuart to come quick. I handed him a pair of gloves and knowing that he had such healing hands I asked him to just hold the bird cupped in his hands in the hopes that somehow the fallen bird could live. And to our surprise it did! Then one day when Stuart was away it happened again. Oh no . . . now the only hands available to hold the bird were mine. So . . . I put on the gloves, picked up the unmoving little bird as gently as I could and holding it in both of my hands I just sat and waited. I knew without a doubt that this bird was on the very edge of staying or leaving. And at first I hoped that the bird would live and knowing that every event does happen for a reason I thought that the experience just presented itself as an opportunity and perhaps the bird's life indeed would come to an end. With this in mind, I held that little bird, and silently said "To you my little friend I lovingly offer you the gift of my energy" for I knew that if my heart was open that more divine energy would be given me as I knew there is a never ending flow. "Use it as you will. I do so hope you stay but if you decide to go I will love you still." And every time this happened again and after a little while the birds would slowly begin to move, their little feet they would begin to uncurl and as the glaze of their eyes would begin to clear. And when they moved their heads from side to side I knew that they had made their choice. And it never really seemed to matter if it were a Wren, a Junco, or a Golden Crowned Kinglet, more often than not they would choose to live.

In Fifth Dimensional Reality, if All Is One, there is no distance that keeps me from being close to another. And so to every exhausted one . . . to all of you who have been hit in the head by an unforeseen obstacle, to you who have had the wind knocked right out of you . . . my hands are open. Take of this divine energy of love being offered by me and by many others. Let it be fuel to warm your hurting heart. I do hope that you decide to stay for the light of your life is most important to us all. It is not possible for me to rescue you . . . but if you accept these gifts, being offered, you will have the energy available and looking so deep inside, as Rob suggests, you can find the means to rescue yourself.

Love is Dreaming the New Way into being.

What a wonderful way to understand the energy of love, and the power of that love to give life when it is shared as support. What does it mean to a being when you say "I Love You and I want you to Choose to be Here with Me and enjoy the Life the Creator Gave You". Does it not have the power to support and to give renewed desire for life to those who are tired?

Truly, animals can be our teachers on the planet at this time. They are showing us the way forward. Nature is teaching us how to live with love in our hearts once again.

The second thing that happened was that one of the small wild animals that lives in my garden, and has for a while, died. I found the small body lying in my garden next to the path yesterday. I was sad, and my first reaction was to just "clear away" the body. Then I thought, no, I need to dig a proper grave for the little body and bury it as an honored friend, for it had shared my space with me. So I did just that. Later, when I asked Spirit why this has happened at this difficult time, I was told that the little animal knew it was time to go and had chosen to die in a place where I would find its body, rather than somewhere hidden. It had wanted me to know that it was going, and to give me the chance to honor our connection and its passing. I saw, in my meditation, the Spirit of the little animal standing on the grave as if to say "good-bye", and then it went into Light.

I felt that I was being shown the need to honor all the beings that we share the planet with, all the small creatures who are our friends and relations on the planet. They too are part of the shining circle of the Heart. They carry the energy of Unconditional Love and they are so willing to teach us and to share with us.

So, whatever you have planned for the 11:11 energy, I ask that you remember Love, and that you be in your Heart. I ask that you open your Heart and extend your Love to All on this planet who are seeking the New Dream. The Time is Now. We are the Ones we have been Waiting for. It is time for us to really Be the Love and offer that to Others. It is time for us to bring back the Balance. The Balance of the Heart.

There is Always Light in Darkness

2007-11-10T12:05:00.000Z

Earlier today I got on the bus with an elderly man who lives in our neighbourhood. As we were going in the same direction we shared the same bus journey almost all the way.

I asked him where he was off to and he said he was going to check out an old friend to see whether he was still alive or not, which made me laugh. I love my friend's sense of humour.

During our journey, he reminisced about when he was in the second world war. He said he's seen so much death and destruction that he feels they've been stamped in his memory. He talked about being in the "crazy" brigade who didn't care where they were sent to, they just wanted to fight. He said soldiers they didn't have a choice but to follow orders anyway, which are always coming from a higher command and so on. If you didn't shoot someone, someone would shoot you.

I asked him if he had any happy memories of the places he was sent to. He said he only remembered places being bombed and being very cold in his uniform which was quite Spartan compared to the German soldiers who were always very smart in their fancy jackets and boots. He said when he left the army he had an injury but he received no assistance from the Army.

I asked him if he was going to attend the annual Remembrance Day Service and he said he wasn't. He said he wasn't interested in reliving those memories.

Wow, to think I once had a dream of joining the army. I applied when I was eighteen but I failed the final interview. At the time I was very upset. I later realised it wasn't the lifestyle for me anyway.

I asked my friend if he'd ever been married. He said he got married before the war. She was a beautiful and wonderful woman. They had one child. He said although his wife has now passed on, he still feels her guiding him. For instance, if he doesn't arrange the cutlery the way his wife used to, he feels her hands correcting him. He said he was so happy being with her. He stressed how important it is to find a good partner you are in complete harmony with and who will inspire you.

It got me thinking that even when my friend was going through that "dark" period at least he had his wife's love and support to keep him going. It may very well have been her love that kept him alive. He said they had a very happy marriage. It's good to know he's still got wonderful memories of his wife now to keep him inspired.

No matter what we're going through, there is always the Light of Love shining in darkness.

Love to all.

Enocia

Related articles: Harmless Fun; Love is Forever; Aliveness; Support; Let Your Light Shine

Noise Pollution

2007-11-09T15:13:00.000Z

As I was walking home in our neighbourhood yesterday evening, I heard this car alarm going off. I asked it to be quiet but it ignored me and continued screeching. So I blessed the car with peace. That shut it up, though it still continued to flash its lights at me.

What do you mean, "How could you?"

I was only playing my part in the fight against noise pollution! Hehehe!

Enocia

Related articles: I Just Need Some Space!; Circle of Influence

Something's Got to Give

2007-11-08T11:15:00.000Z

Life is a paradox.

On the one hand, God/Source/The All There Is has given us everything. In fact, as I am, we all are, all that the Source is being, we don't have to do anything to earn our Good. It is all ours for the taking. On the other hand, to experience my Good, there's always a price to pay in exchange. In other words, something's got to give. What do I mean by this?

Well, imagine you're about to refurnish your home. In order to accommodate your new furniture, you're going to have to get rid of the old somehow whether you dump them, give them away, or arrange for the furniture company to get rid of them for you. However you do it, you're going to need to create space to make room for the new. This is what I mean by a "price to pay."

In Reality, we're in perfect health and in constant joy because wholeness and joy is who we are. However, the paradigms that humans are dreaming up would have us believe that we have to do things the hard way and earn our keep after all, "Money doesn't grow on trees." We have to seek our joy and to do something in order to be in wholeness. In order to experience Reality, where all things are free, you're going to have to give up the human beliefs; it is that simple.

Like majority of people, I went through the various programmes that made me forget who I am. When my true self revealed Herself to me, I realised that in order to experience this reality at all times, something had to give. I had to choose whether to continue to follow the world and identify myself as the world identifies me; or I give up the world's definitions and be my True Self. I couldn't have both; it's either the world or Reality. Decisions, decisions! You would think it would be very easy to choose Happiness, wouldn't you? I mean, why would anyone choose pain and suffering over real love and happiness? That's because it's a lot easier to put up with what one is used to - that which is known - than to give all that up and trust in the "unknown" that goes against everything one has been conditioned to believe. Let's look at a few examples of the unknown:

According to the world's way, my identity is only limited to my human identity, heritage, experiences, thoughts and emotions; while my True Self's identity includes all experiences and all realities.

The world encourages you to protect yourself by attack or defence; with the True Self there is no attack or defence, just love.

The world has an obsession with doing; my True Self is being.

There came a point when I had to demonstrate whether I was serious about walking the path or just blowing hot air. Can I trust in Love for my supply or not? Do I believe in the Love's omnipresence or not? What do I care about more: what society believes or being true to myself? I didn't have a choice but to trust in my True Self to guide me through that "unknown" territory. I can't say it's been easy, but it's a path that is full of wonder and ever new joy.

Here are a few more examples of "something has got to give" in action.

In the Bible when Jesus met his disciples he asked his disciples, some of which were fishermen, to "Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men." Matthew 4: 19. The disciples gave up that livelihood and trusted in Jesus and followed him. Jesus ended up teaching them a whole new way of being that is still influencing billions of people today.

In this parable Jesus teaches:

45: Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man, seeking goodly pearls:
46: Who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought it. Matthew 13

I can so relate to that "pearl" that is so valuable the man had to sacrifice all he had for it.

In Carlos Castaneda's The Active Side of Infinity, one of my favourite books, Don Juan, his teacher asks him to break away from his friends. Don Juan believes breaking away will enable Carlos to die to his person when he will learn to enjoy his own company and not care whether he's with friends or not. Enjoying his own company will also enable the inner silence that he's accrued over the years to come to life within him. Carlos doesn't think he can follow Don Juan's guidance because he believes his friends are his point of reference. Don Juan tells him that if he's to continue on the "warrior" path, he's going to have to make Infinity/Spirit his only point of reference. Carlos tells his teacher he can't comply. Don Juan tells him he can no longer be his teacher and they part company, though Don Juan knows Carlos will be back.

At first, Carlos is jubilant to be free of his teacher. He immerses himself in his lifestyle with his friends until he starts to realise that the time he's spent studying with his teacher has changed him. He finds himself judging his friends and realises he is no longer happy being that "person." He ends up living on his own until his person "dies." In the meantime, he goes into a business partnership. Soon he finds himself trapped and so unhappy with the situation he starts contemplating suicide. One day, Don Juan pays him a visit. He advises Carlos to dissolve his business partnership at once. Don Juan tells him: "For infinity, the only worthwhile enterprise of a warrior is freedom. Any other enterprise is fraudulent." That moment when Carlos dissolves his partnership is when he finally gives up the world in favour of Infinity. He resumes his studies with Don Juan. While he still keeps his job at the university, Carlos is now doing everything from the standpoint of Infinity.

There are many examples of people who are not following any "spiritual" path but are still very much aware that to be successful at what you do, something has to give.

The other day, a children's book about the British footballer, David Beckham was brought to my attention. It was easy to read; I actually finished it in about 10 minutes. I liked how disciplined and one-pointed David's focus was and still is. His dad was mad about football and encouraged him to play and he loved it. While his friends were busy doing boys stuff, David spent all his spare time playing football and practising. He was soon talent-spotted and playing in a football team. A lot of people consider David to be a genius. Of course he is; the art of being a genius is being focused only on what you love doing. David chose football above everything else and he became an international football icon.

No matter what paths we choose, everyone reaches that "breaking point" when they have to choose. If I want to follow the desires of my heart, something's got to give.

I choose Love.

Enocia

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An Opportunity to Love

2007-11-07T14:41:00.000Z

At some point during my bus journey, four police officers got on board. They apologised to us passengers for delaying our journey and headed to the back of the bus to chat to some college kids. It would seem they had got on board without paying their fares or showing valid tickets. The police officers escorted them off the bus where they were frisked and questioned. One lad looked terrified, poor thing. It made me want to give him a big hug, which I did in my thought.

As I see it, the experience was giving me an opportunity to bless everyone with love: the passengers, bus driver, the college kids, the police officers, and the motorists.

Love and light to all.

Enocia

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I Wonder

2007-11-07T13:25:00.000Z

The other day I thought about a woman who used to work at the library I go to. I know she works for another branch now and I wondered how she was.

When I arrived at the library this morning, it was closed. While I waited, I chatted to a user outside. She asked me what I thought the problem was. I said that sometimes they don't open if they haven't got enough staff.

After a while a librarian came outside to apologise for the delay, which was due to not having a senior member of staff present. Apparently the library policy is they have to have a manager present before they can open to the public.

The doors were finally open by, guess who, the woman I'd been wondering about.

"Well hello! I've been thinking about you and wondering how you are," I said.

"Oh, so it's your fault then that I had to come here this morning," she chuckled.

"Don't tell me you are the senior member of staff they were waiting for?"

"There was a bit of controversy this morning, but it's all sorted now," she said. "I'm going back to my branch."

My friend told me where she was now based. She encouraged me to use it as it has better facilities. After chatting for a few minutes, she left for her library.

It was good to see her again.

Amazing what can happen when I wonder about stuff. What else shall I wonder about now?

I'm not telling you readers what it's about, just watch this space.

Enocia

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Always at One

2007-11-07T10:55:00.000Z

"We tend to think that just because someone is invisible that that person is not close by. The truth is that we are not separate at all. I've had experiences where I've thought of someone I care very deeply for and felt his fingers stroking my cheek and they were as real as my own fingers. I can even feel his presence. So it makes no difference that he's not "visible", he's still very much visible as far as I'm concerned." Invisible Users

Despite appearances, we live in Heaven now. What is Heaven? It is no other than a consciousness where we are all being our true selves that is full of joy, peace, love, and laughter. In Heaven we are always supporting and loving one another. Some of us are even working together as Spirit though our senses would have us believe otherwise.

A few nights ago on the bus, I heard someone laughing. The person's laughter sounded like a friend's whom I haven't seen in a few years, though we keep in touch by emails. As I listened to the woman's laughter I kept thinking of my friend. Suddenly, this woman sitting in front turned round and stared at me. She looked so much like my friend. She kept looking back at me. Could it be my friend on the bus? No, I'm sure it's not her. I needed to get a closer look just in case. When she got up to leave, I saw she was only a girl and she wasn't my friend, but for a moment she had looked so much like my friend. The woman with my friend's laughter remained on the bus until the last stop.

It's funny how I haven't seen my friend in years, yet I still remember her voice and her laughter. It is usually through someone's voice that I can feel when they are being real or not. And laughter is one sure way to experience someone's essence as Joy.

I had it in mind to email my friend the next day, but she beat me to it; I received a fun email from her which I responded to. We ended up exchanging personal emails and sharing where we're at. It was good to be in contact though we've never really been apart.

I know I live in Reality now. I only need to think of someone and I feel their real self, not the one who is playing ego games, but the real self. I was thinking of another friend the other day while I was waiting for my bus. Two women appeared. One was about to jump on the bus waiting at the stop. As they exchanged hugs and kisses, one said "I love you lots."

The other woman touched her heart and said, "Our love is reality not fairy tale."

Just as that moment, a van went by with part of the surname of the friend I was thinking of. I knew the experience was my friend's way of acknowledging my love.

Yesterday I had a thought that I was going to receive an email from a friend sharing how they experienced my presence. Well, today I received the following email from a friend. I have asked my friend's permission to share the story. I have also removed personal details.

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Dear Enocia--I can't begin to tell you how beautiful is your post entitled My Beloved. . . I fully embrace having a love affair with God (i.e., our brothers & sisters, & our higher selves--all experienced as One).

Today we were driving around the old town ('old' to us, anyway--American Revolutionary-era seems old), where I took [x]l for an errand this morning. I parked our car in front of the square where the big Old Dutch Church (1663) stands, impressively commanding the center of the 'historic' district. The old elm trees & the young crabapple trees dotted the l8th century cemetery scattered about the enclosed grounds, and I found a comfy park bench to sit on & closed my eyes to enjoy the little bit of the warmish sun on my face & hands. Between my closed lids I could still see dappled colors of the fall leaves on the trees shimmering all around me. It was sparkly, grand, & warm in the November sun.

When [x] finished with his errands, we started back for home & as we came around one of the corners, still in the old part of town (the section that charmingly overlooks the Hudson River), I happened to look sideways because the sun caught my attention as it glanced off the side of the face of a person walking casually down the street. I mentally blessed the face as we passed, remembering to ask Christ to see thru His eyes while at the same time wondering why the sun caught my attention in the first place.

All of a sudden I felt it was your face I was seeing/experiencing. I have no idea why. I could actually feel the sun on your face as if I held up my hand to cup your cheek. It was so unexpectedly & quietly delightful--and very endearing. I really felt the Realness of you for a few moments, with no other explanation for it other than to be gifted with an experience of sweetness. Thank you, Enocia. Thank you Christ. Thank you Father.

All My Love, [x]

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While our beliefs might appear to put distance between us, in reality we are always at one being our true selves.

Love and light.

Enocia

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A Real Classic

2007-11-06T13:57:00.000Z

This has got to be one of my all time favourite songs. I LOVE it! Check out the guy's body in the video! Phwoah!

"Ain't Nobody" by Chaka Khan.

Enjoy.

Enocia

If anyone fancy a Karoake, here's the lyrics:

Ain't Nobody - Chaka Khan

Captured effortlessly
Thats the way it was
Happened so naturally
I did not know it was love
The next thing I felt was
You holding me close
What was I gonna do?
I let myself go

And now were flyin through the stars
I hope this night will last forever

Ive been waitin for you
Its been so long
I knew just what I would do
When I heard your song
Filled my heart with your bliss
Gave me freedom
You knew I could not resist
I needed someone

And now were flyin through the stars
I hope this night will last forever
Oh oh oh oh

Chorus:
Aint nobody
Loves me better
Makes me happy
Makes me feel this way
Aint nobody
Loves me better than you

I wait for night time to come
And bring you to me
Cant believe Im the one
I was so lonely
I feel like no one could feel
I must be dreamin
I want this dream to be real
I need this feelin

I make my wish upon a star
And hope this night will last forever

Chorus

And first you put your arms around me
Then you put your charms around me
I cant resist this sweet surrender
Oh my nights are warm and tender
We stare into each others eyes
And what we see is no surprise
Got a feeling most with treasure
And a love so deep we cannot measure

Chorus

My Beloved - Part 2

2007-11-06T12:56:00.000Z

I have written elsewhere, my Beloved is my True Self that is omnipresent love.

As I see it, the purpose of life is to be and live as my True Self. You could say that my path is the path of the Beloved.

Over the years my Beloved/True Self has been revealing different attributes of Self that I've recorded on my blogs. I could go on forever creating new blogs that represent different attributes of my Beloved, but what would be the point of that? I would rather just be my True Self here and now. In other words, I am free to be Me now and for always.

The easiest way I have found to live as my Beloved is to intend that I consciously experience my Beloved in every moment as:

Abundance, Acceptance, Beauty, Being, Boundlessness, Brilliance, Creativity, Energy, Freedom, Friendship, Fulfilment, Generosity, Gentleness, Goodness, Grace, Harmony, Imagination, Infinity, Inspiration, Intelligence, Joy, Kindness, Laughter, Life, Light, Limitlessness, Love, Magic, Majesty, Order, Originality, Peace, Perfection, Power, Presence, Purity, Radiance, Simplicity, Soul, Source, Spirit, Stillness, Supply, Support, Sweetness, Tenderness, Truth, Wealth, Wholeness, Wisdom, Wonder...and so much more.

When I consciously intend this, the world comes to life and all I experience is the love and light of my Beloved within and without. This is what "awakening" means for me, where I am aware of the light of my Beloved being expressed in all. Thus, it is the Beloved Himself that is expressing His love through the infinite channels around me whether it's through people, nature, this computer, everywhere. It is also my Beloved who attracts the experiences and people in order for Him to express His light and love perfectly.

When my Beloved is expressing in every moment, the world is transformed into a beautiful place - heaven on earth.

I believe the same applies to everyone. If everyone was to intend that they experience only their true selves they will find the world reflecting the light of their true selves back at them. They will even find themselves with people who truly resonate with who they are, naturally.

Does this means once I've put out the intention, I will get to experience my true self for all time?

If it was that easy everyone will be living as their true selves. Alas, this waking dream that we call earth has the tendency to distract people from knowing and being who they are truly are. That's why it's important for me to "pray without ceasing" to enable me to see and experience only the light and love of my Beloved. The more I am being and experiencing Love, the more of Love I get to experience and so it snowballs from there. I never take my Beloved for granted, however. As long as I'm in this reality, I will always pray to only see and experience my Beloved.

Thank you Beloved for being the all there is.
I love you.

Enocia

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I Still Believe in You

2007-11-06T12:24:00.000Z

I watched the top Britney Spears songs last night. The no.1 song was "Hit Me Baby One More Time," which isn't surprising at all. I remember when the song came out. There was something fresh and original about it. It feels like everyone is giving 100% and focused only on making music and having a good time, which is what I believe music is. This song happens to be my favourite Britney song and I love the video.

The song is also a reminder to keep things simple. Sometimes the world will have you make things so complicated you forget who you are. It's always good to go back to basics and remember it's all about being true to yourself and following your joy.

I still believe in you, Britney!

Love to you.

Enocia

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An Unbreakable Bond

2007-11-05T16:19:00.000Z

There are some bonds no man can break. They can have a damn good try but they'll find it is impossible to break. Here is a story from the Daily Mail that illustrates this.

Enjoy.

With love,

Enocia

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We're twinseparable! Happy with his brother, the boy who refused to die

By LUCY LAING - More by this author » Last updated at 01:09am on 3rd November 2007
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Rebecca Jones: 'It's a miracle'

They say twins share a strong bond - but the one between Gabriel and Ieuan Jones was unbreakable.

When doctors found that Gabriel was weaker than his brother, with an enlarged heart,and believed he was going to die in the womb, his mother Rebecca Jones had to make a heartbreaking decision.

Doctors told her his death could cause his twin brother to die too before they were born, and that it would be better to end Gabriel's suffering sooner rather than later.

Mrs Jones decided to let doctors operate to terminate Gabriel's life.

Firstly they tried to sever his umbilical cord to cut off his blood supply, but the cord was too strong.

They then cut Mrs Jones's placenta in half so that when Gabriel died, it would not affect his twin brother.

But after the operation which was meant to end his life, tiny Gabriel had other ideas.

Although he weighed less than a pound, he put up such a fight for survival that doctors called him Rocky.

Astonishingly, he managed to carry on living in his mother's womb for another five weeks - until the babies were delivered by caesarean section.

Now he and Ieuan are back at home in Stoke - and are so close they are always holding each other's hand.

Mrs Jones, 35, a financial adviser whose husband Mark, 36, is a car salesman, said: "It really is a miracle. Doctors carried out an operation to let Gabriel die - yet he hung on.

"It was unbelievable."

"When I felt him kicking madly the morning after the operation, I suddenly knew that he was going to hang on.

"The doctors couldn't believe it when they could still hear his heartbeat the next morning."

Mrs Jones learned she was expecting twins when she was ten weeks pregnant. She said: "When they told us we were over the moon."

But at her 20-week scan, doctors had some devastating news. One of the boys was half the size of his brother.

They didn't know what was causing it, but somehow he wasn't getting enough nutrients.

Then doctors said his heart was three times normal size and it was likely he would have a heart attack or a stroke in the womb.

Mrs Jones said: "They told us that if he died, it could be life threatening for his brother.

"We had to decide whether to end his life and let his brother live, or risk them both."

They said it would be impossible to keep him alive afterwards as he was so poorly.

It would be kinder to let him die in the womb with his brother by his side than to die alone after being born.

"That made my mind up for me. I wanted the best thing for him."

At Birmingham Women's Hospital, when Mrs Jones was 25 weeks pregnant, doctors tried to sever Gabriel's umbilical cord to cut off his blood supply and allow him to die.

But the cord was too thick, and they could not cut through it.

As a last resort they divided Mrs Jones's placenta so that when Gabriel died, it would allow Ieuan to survive. Mrs Jones said: "I put my hands on my stomach thinking of Gabriel. It was devastating. I had said my goodbyes."

But the next morning Mrs Jones felt Gabriel kicking. A scan showed his heart was still beating. She said: "No one could quite believe it."

Gabriel hung on, and his enlarged heart started to reduce in size. He also gained weight.

Mrs Jones said: "They thought it may be because the placenta had been divided. Inadvertently, it had evened out the distribution of nutrition between them, allowing Gabriel to survive.'

When Mrs Jones reached 31 weeks doctors carried out a caesarian to deliver the twins. Ieuan weighed 3lb 8oz and Gabriel 1lb 15oz. Both were kept in hospital, but since going home they have thrived. At seven months, Ieuan weighs 15lb and Gabriel 12lb 6oz.

Mrs Jones said: "The boys are so healthy, they have huge appetites too. Ieuan is the noisy one, while Gabriel is always laughing, it's like he's just so happy to be here.

"There is such a strong bond between them.

"They are always holding hands and if one cries, the other reaches out to comfort him."

"Doctors tried to break their bond in the womb, but they just proved it couldn't be broken."

My Beloved

2007-11-05T12:33:00.001Z

My Beloved is a Presence that is pure Love within and without that allows me to be who I am without judgment. It is my Beloved's love that I am experiencing when I am doing what I love, in joy, at peace, in bliss; when I am being appreciated, loved, and cherished; and when I am loving and appreciating others, and accepting without judgment.

I experience my Beloved in the following ways:

Vision - where I see pictures, visions, colours, and the inner light;

Feelings - which I experience as love, joy and bliss;

Sound - which I experience as a high pitch tone in my right ear. Just listening to the sound is immensely blissful. This tone transmutes into words of wisdom that I hear as an inner voice;

Taste - which I experience as sweetness in my mouth. I have had a sweet taste in my mouth for a long while now.

Smell - which I experience as a lovely aroma that just comes from nowhere;

Presence - which feels like I'm being embraced in someone's arms and is tremendously peaceful. Sometimes I loose all physical sensations and I feel as light as air. Other times I feel as if I'm plugged into an electric circuit and feel current running through me; I also see sparks everywhere.

Stillness - profound silence.

I also find it's a lot of fun being with my Beloved as He never ceases to surprise me.

The other night I decided to have a cup of tea, which I haven't had in a while. As I was enjoying the sweet tea, my Beloved said,

"Are you enjoying your tea?"
"Yes, I am actually."
"You'll find there's sugar at the bottom as you haven't stirred it properly."

Sure enough there was undiluted sugar at the bottom, which made my last mouthful taste sickly sweet. It was good to know I was sharing my tea with my Beloved.

The next day I went to a bookshop to browse. I noticed there were a few vacant chairs available. The moment I took a book from the bookshelf, all the seats were taken.

"For God's sake at least you could have saved a spot for me!" I said to my Beloved.

I walked to the other side of the floor and saw that all the seats were taken. As I walked back I noticed some photographs on display. I didn't fancy stopping because I wanted to find a seat. However, something held me in place so I had a closer look. There were pictures of clouds appearing in different shapes that had been collected by The Cloud Appreciation Society. See the following Daily Mail article, which has the photographs. They are wonderful!

Had I found a vacant chair, I would have missed those delightful photographs my Beloved wanted to share. After I'd had my fill of joy, I found an empty chair where I had a good browse.

My Beloved, who is actually me as my True Self, is my constant companion, confidant, friend, guide and lover.

I love you, Beloved.

Enocia

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Fireworks Display

2007-11-05T10:52:00.000Z

A friend sent this "fire rainbow" via email, which is quite timely given that it's Guy Fawkes Night tonight. There are going to be loads of fireworks display going on tonight.

Happy Guy Fawkes to those who celebrate it!
Enocia

The Power of Prayer

2007-11-04T14:18:00.002Z

Prayer is an important aspect of who I am being, whether I'm in silence or putting out an intention.

As the library was quite busy, I put out an intention that I wanted to stay on the same computer. When my hour was up, I asked the librarian for more time but was allocated a different computer. When my time was nearly up I had a thought that I wanted my time extended, but I couldn't be bothered to get up and walk to the reception desk. I didn't need to because my time was automatically extended anyway. Thank you, Universe.

Speaking of intent, my mother shared a story about her grandfather who was a Muslim. He also used to pray for people. A man was accused of stealing company funds and was due in court. The man knew he would be sent to prison if found guilty. The day before his trial, he went to see my grandfather to ask him to pray for him.

"Did you steal the money?" grandfather said. "I need you to tell me the truth otherwise I can't help you."

"Yes, I did, sir."

"What did you do with the money?"

"I used it to buy things for my family, sir."

"OK, I know you're telling the truth. I will help you."

My grandfather told the man to go to court the next day as expected. When the man turned up, he waited and he waited but no one called out his name. At the end of the court session, he asked the clerk why his name hadn't been called out. The clerk told him his name wasn't listed and there were no papers for him.

Prayer works! You only need to believe.

Enocia

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Journey in Mind

2007-11-04T13:09:00.001Z

What is the world anyway? It is no other than a representation of my beliefs appearing in form that appear to the senses as a physical/material world in a physical/material universe. In other words, though the world of forms appear to be outside of me, it is all within me, in my thoughts. All physical/material stuff are mind stuff and as solid as air; at least that's what is real for me and that's all that matters, no pun intended. Loving the World Within Me

After I had finished working on the article, Loving the World Within Me, I walked to the bus station to catch a bus into town. Suddenly my nose was all bunged up and I started coughing and sneezing. Blimey, that was quick! It was as if every time I coughed I was being challenged to prove that I really do live in Mind. I was still going into town as planned.

Despite all the coughing and sneezing coming from myself and other passengers, I knew there was nothing going on but Mind/Love. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I could feel the light of love emanating all around me from the seats, the passengers, everywhere. After a few minutes, my nostrils cleared up and I stopped coughing.

Had I suddenly been transported to another realm of light? Well, it depends on how you want to look at it. On the one hand, nothing had changed. People looked the same. I was still in good old London riding on a double-decker bus. On the other hand, I knew that despite appearances, I was having my journey in Mind; and according to what I know to be true, so be it.

On the next bus I heard more passengers coughing and sneezing so I sent love everywhere. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the love all around me. Everything had a different texture to it. Even the seat in front of me that was pressing against my knees felt as soft as velvet.

There is no material universe, there is only Mind/Love/Spirit.

Enocia

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Nature Abhors a Vacuum

2007-11-03T16:28:00.000Z

It's so true that nature abhors a vacuum. When one door appears to be closed another is flung wide open. When one tap appears to be turned off another one is turned on.

The key is "appearance." Even though things appear to change, in truth nothing ever really changes because there is only love going on.

I love you.

Enocia

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Loving the World Within Me

2007-11-03T13:54:00.000Z

Since I woke up this morning I've been feeling as if I'm plugged into some electrical circuit. I was literally seeing sparks all around me. I felt live current passing through my body. I also felt some movement around the top of my nose and forehead area.

I mentioned this to a friend via email and I directed some love to him. He said he'd actually felt it. Well, what's the use of having all that love if I can't share it with my friends?

Next, it was time to direct the energy to the world.

I opened up a map of the World; I like the fact that you can rotate and adjust the size of this globe.

I then felt energy being projected from my forehead and heart to all parts of the world.

What is the world anyway? It is no other than a representation of my beliefs appearing in form that appear to the senses as a physical/material world in a physical/material universe. In other words, though the world of forms appear to be outside of me, it is all within me, in my thoughts. All physical/material stuff are mind stuff and as solid as air; at least that's what is real for me and that's all that matters, no pun intended.

By projecting the energy to the world, I'm actually directing it to myself. And round and round the energy goes. Where will it stop? Nobody knows.

I can see myself having lots of fun with this exercise loving the world, loving me, loving the world, loving me...ad infinitum.

Enocia

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In Reality

2007-11-02T18:42:00.000Z

In my sleeping dream last night I was speaking to a friend. Although we both looked like we do in human form, we were both brimming with life, joy, wisdom and happiness. I could see that we were our true selves/higher selves. I also noticed my friend looked years younger.

There were many other friends present in clusters; some I've met in this reality and others I've yet to connect with. Everyone was full of joy; we were joy.

I continued chatting to my friend though I can't recall now what we were discussing. When I woke up from the dream I was aware of my friends' presence; In fact, they are always with me.

When I am doing what I love and following my joy, I am being my true self in reality.

Love and light.

Enocia

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Conspiracy Theories

2007-11-02T13:19:00.001Z

A few days ago I started getting this strong urge to go to the west end. Yesterday evening, I figured that as I hadn't been in a while, it would be fun to head to one of the bookshops in town and have a browse. As I was also dying to have a pee I couldn't wait to get there.

My bus was caught in traffic and the journey was incredibly slow. At this rate I'll have just enough time to have a pee at the bookshop and then head back home. At a certain point the bus driver announced he wasn't going all the way but terminating at the next stop. Brilliant, just brilliant! He said all buses were terminating at that stop. Oh great! I didn't fancy walking the rest of the way, unless I was planning to pee in my pants. I decided to go to the bookshop round the corner.

After using their toilets I was inspired to pick up a book about angels to browse, where people were sharing various encounters with angels. According to this book, angels are: archangels such as Michael, Raphael and Uriel, which every man and his dog are channelling these days; people who have passed on; and light entities. I believe we are all angels and that "all" includes everything.

It was interesting though reading about the various ways people receive guidance and assistance from their "angels." I also believe these stories remind us to cultivate the habit of asking for angelic assistance in all aspects of life.

While I was browsing I was sitting on a sofa that accommodates three people; five if you're my size. I was sitting on the far left and a man at the far right. Another man turned up and he sat between us which made it quite crowded. Well, since angels are so good at finding car parking spaces, they could at least create more space between us. I thought "space." Suddenly, the guy on the right got up and the guy in the middle moved to his space. Wow, that was quick! Alas, my victory was only short-lived because the space in the middle attracted another customer. The good news is I recognised her.

She was a young lady I see from time to time at this particular bookshop. She asked me how I was. She said she'd been wondering about me because she hasn't seen me in months. She even thought I'd died, which made me laugh. I'm an angel but not that kind of angel. I reminded her that I saw her about 2 months back when she was living in Wales and had just met a new guy. I asked her how she'd been keeping. She has been recovering from "anorexia." She said last year she was so thin, she had to be sectioned so they could force feed her through her nostril. She said she was feeling a lot better. I asked her how things were with her new man. Things hadn't worked out. She said he had been physically abusing her. He was even arrested and only recently been released from prison. I held her hand while she talked. She said she was glad to be back in London close to her loved ones. Before we parted, I gave her a hug.

No wonder I had been drawn to that bookshop, even though it wasn't the one I intended to go to. I wonder if that's why another angel friend had sent me an email the other day called What Mona Lisa Does When The Museum Closes, which I've now had a chance to look at. Guess what my friend at the bookshop's name was? Drum roll please....Mona! (OO)

Hmmm, are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Let's look at the evidence: Mona Lisa, Leonardo Da Vinci...what does all this remind me of? The Da Vinci Code and conspiracy theories. I'm beginning to think this evening was one big conspiracy. What if my angelic friends had created that traffic jam and made the bus driver terminate early so I could stop off at that particular bookshop and connect with my friend? I guess I don't mind being set up as long as it fits in with what I love doing.

When I left the bookshop I saw a bus I wanted already at the bus stop. I thought I wasn't going to catch it but the bus was just standing there as if the driver knew I wanted it. The angels must have put him up to it. At the next stop a man got on and asked the driver if he was going to a place called Angel. Something smells very fishy here. When I got off that bus, there was another one right behind. You angels are good! The bus was packed full but I managed to get the last seat available. Thanks again, angels.

Conspiracy theories or not, I was glad to be there for my angelic friend.

Enocia

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Letting Nature Take Its Course

2007-11-01T13:54:00.000Z

I was working on an idea for an article but it wasn't coming together. I had a feeling the idea wasn't seeking to be expressed right now, so I abandoned it. It was then I had another idea that wanted to be expressed NOW as this article. Here goes...

Once I was sitting in the local park overlooking a playing field. It was cool and quite cloudy at the time. I watched people walking and taking their dogs for walks. I thought it would be fun if I could play with the pigeons resting in the middle of the field. Hey pigeons, how about if one of you guys fly in a circle and then head into the tree above me? I also thought it would be lovely if the sun came out to play. I kept watching the birds for any signs of action but they stayed put. When it started getting chilly I decided to head off home.

Just before I got off up of one pigeon left the flock, flew in a circle then headed up to the tree I had in thought. That was fun! Thank you, bird. I decided to walk round the field. When I reached a certain point the sun suddenly came out and for a few minutes it literally blasted me with its rays. Thank you, sun.

What I found interesting was how my wish was fulfilled effortlessly. I didn't have to force the birds to do what I wanted, nor the sun to shine. Everything worked perfectly in a way that was natural for them.

It seems to me that the desires of my heart get fulfilled in a way that fits in naturally with who I am being. That's why I can't make things happen or try to make things work. Trying is going against the grain of who I am; I only end up causing myself grief. All I can do is be Myself and let nature takes its course.

Speaking of letting nature take its course, here's a comment a reader posted for an article I wrote, where I cite Al Koran's book, Bring Out the Magic in Your Mind.

"I came across Al Koran’s book in 1970, when I was at all-time low in my life. I decided to use his visualisation techniques to try to conjure up money! I cut out a bank advert showing piles of cash and meditated on this every night. The cash came to me but not in the way you would imagine! What happened was that the next year(1971)I took a job which was very averagely-paid but within a year we had a parity award with other workers, leading to everyone’s wages increasing by 75%! This lasted for 8 years and the money kept going up and up without stopping. This clerical job was the best paid job I ever had so as far as I am concerned, Al Koran’s techniques do work." Self-Belief

I believe the money the reader wanted came to him in a way that was natural for him. No one knows you better than yourSelf. Perhaps, Self decided that he was more likely to be open to the increase in salary approach than the way he'd imagined.

Another way nature takes its course is by like attracting like. It's amazing how I've been able to connect effortlessly with people I wouldn't normally have met by simply putting out ideas out on the Internet that had attracted like-minds. We've ended up sharing ideas and even formed some good friendships.

Here's one example of like attracting like in action.

While I was working on this piece, a lady I sometimes see in the library asked me if I could help her write her CV (Curriculum Vitae) or resume. I told her I couldn't help her because it wasn't my forte. I said there were websites that provided advice on how to write professional CVs. She said she'd been thinking of employing a professional, but someone suggested it would build her confidence if she did it herself. I told her I didn't see the point in putting herself through aggro when she could let someone who likes writing CVs do it instead. After chatting to her for a few minutes, we exchanged hugs and I said goodbye.

In the meantime, a man I sometimes chat to was sitting beside me working on the Internet. He received a call on his mobile. He mentioned he'd been away in Australia. After he'd finished his conversation, I asked him about his trip to Australia as I've been there before. He said he'd been on a 3 week surfing trip. It turns out I've been to the beach he'd been surfing at. He also told me he had just updated his CV on the Internet and the call was from an employment agency offering him an interview the next day. He said he'd heard me talking to my friend about writing a CV but had been too busy to assist. He suggested a local company that can write her CV for her for free. I emailed my friend and passed on the information. I thought it was amazing how quickly like-thoughts came up with an instant solution to my friend's problem.

Instead of trying to make things work, I would rather let nature take its course, effortlessly.

Enocia

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The Cosmic Being

2007-11-01T13:43:00.000Z

The following article was previously posted at my blog at Power to Share. Love it!

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The Cosmic Being

“For in him we live, and move, and have our being.” (Acts 17: 28)

One of my favourite pastime is sitting at a bookshop. Sometimes I sit in the coffee bar section enjoying a drink. I also love sitting in those comfy chairs browsing or having a cat-nap. Bliss!

I am sitting at a bookshop people-watching. I have long since abandoned the book I have on my lap as it doesn’t appeal. Not many books appeal these days; I browse more out of habit than anything else. As I watch shoppers browse, lounge around, or mill around I can ’see’ everyone moving within this great entity, which I call the Cosmic Being. To me, He is like a huge giant but He hasn’t got a form as we know it. Its dark form is made of substance that penetrates all. I know myself to be this Cosmic Being, my true identity. This Being is also the identity of all. It is this Being that is experiencing life, He is Life.

I look ‘up’ at the Cosmic Being and wink at Him. He gives me a cosmic thumbs-up sign. I wonder how many people are aware of this entity. Let me add that seeing this Being as a giant, not necessarily human-looking but the way I like to think He is, is my way of seeing. In the Indian scriptures, the Bhagavad-Gita, where Krishna has a dialogue with Arjuna, Krishna reveals his true form to Arjuna. Arjuna sees Krishna as this huge entity that contains all life forms attached to him which Arjuna finds so terrible to behold that he begs Krishna to revert to a form he can cope with. I prefer seeing the Cosmic Being as a great giant made of dark matter that has all life and realities within Him. No doubt the Cosmic Being reveals Himself to others in different ways.

This Cosmic Being is the same and never changes. He is also expressed through individuals. It raises the question about collective consciousness. We talk about humanity as a race, but that doesn’t make sense as far as my perception of the Cosmic Being is concerned. I see Him expressed through individuals not through a collective. All of this Cosmic Being is expressed in a pebble, a rock, a plant, an insect, an animal, a human etc in the same way. This is what makes each individual unique in whatever form, depending on one’s degree of awareness.

There are two types of awareness: self and Self. A human, for instance, who is self-aware, is aware of his existence as a human form evolving in time and space. He sees all things as separate from him and that he is unique. He may even think of himself as a soul evolving through different lives and expressing spiritual qualities.

On the other hand, there is Self-awareness which is the awareness that one is the Self, the Cosmic Being, and that it is this One Self that is experiencing life as individual forms. Now this doesn’t mean one is united with all species since they are effects. One’s unity is with the Cosmic Being, it is the only true identity. It is the only One having life though He may appear to be in infinite manifestations. The One is the same yesterday, today and forever.

Speaking of which, I was sitting by a pond in a forest recently watching a flock of birds: geese, ducks, swans and others being fed. Majority of them were swimming around in circles as they sometimes do but there was this particular goose who broke away from the crowd and swam in my direction. I didn’t have any food to give him. He stood near me watching me. I thought to myself, am I imagining this or is this bird Self-aware i.e. realising he is individualised Spirit? We gazed at each other for a long while.

I think that anyone who knows that this Cosmic Being exists and realises that the Being is his identity is in a Brotherhood of Unity. It doesn’t matter whether you call this unity God/Christ-consciousness. This unity is the only collective consciousness I accept as Truth.

I believe that to experience life as this Cosmic Being you have to become like a child again and play. When I was a child, I had lots of imaginary friends and made up wonderful scenarios which were very real to me. I believe when kids play with their ‘friends’ they’re making use of substance, the invisible form of the Cosmic Being. To be the Cosmic Being you have to play. Maybe instead of spending so much time praying we should spend more time playing.

When I was going home last night I decided to play at being the Cosmic Being. It was raining hard at the time. As Cosmic Being, I created a reality where it was dry and as soon as Enocia got off the bus, another bus would be behind it which she could catch to the next station, and then her final bus would arrive. It happened nearly the way I had played it out. After I got off the first bus, my second bus was right behind. It was also dry outside. When I got off to wait for my last bus I had a thought that I had to wait 5 minutes. Since I only live about five minutes walking distance away, I walked home.

When my attention is focused on the Cosmic Being as the only Body and Life, I cannot be mesmerised by effects. By this I mean no matter what is going on in the material plane such as lack or limitation I only have to look ‘up’ to the Being that I am, that we all are. I can also try to help others by seeing them as the Cosmic Being, but there’s no guarantee the other is going to be receptive to the idea. No one can make anyone happy. If life was as simple as when one is uplifted everyone is, we would all be enlightened by now. The Cosmic Being is expressing through all in the same way. Everyone has to realise that s/he is the Cosmic Being; or that s/he lives and moves and has her being in the Cosmic Being. No one can do the work for you.

We are all moving and having our being within this great entity I call the Cosmic Being. I see Him in me, you, in everything and it is the only One having life.

I am the Cosmic Being.
Enocia Joseph

You've Got Mail!

2007-11-01T13:08:00.000Z

As I was working on the computer, I noticed a flash of light to my right. Aha, I bet that means someone has sent me an email. Sure enough there was a lovely email from a friend.

It just shows that when someone sends love whether by email or in thought, they are literally shining their light.

Love is light.

Enocia

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Identity Crises and Wake-Up Calls

2007-10-31T10:51:00.000Z

"The root cause of all human suffering, misery, aggression, hatred and self betrayal everywhere is a false belief about what I am. The ONLY solution for this problem is the truth." --John Sherman

In last night's Classical Star, the reality TV show where classical music students compete for a record deal and stardom, two more students were eliminated. Victoria, a talented violinist, was told that although she had opened up her personality, she was still too much in her head.

What did the judges mean by Victoria being in her head? The judges felt she wasn't expanding her love for the violin to embrace others so they too could enjoy her music.

Victoria agreed with the judges' appraisal. She said it was a "wake-up call" for her to be more open. The good news is that at least Victoria is only 16 years old; she has lots of time to master how to be the Music.

I believe most of us at one time or another have experienced wake-up calls, which tend to be either personal or collective. These calls serve two functions: signify that we are going through identity crises; and remind us to be true to ourselves. Now being true to myself doesn't mean just doing what I love, but realising that my identity is omnipresent Love-Light, which embraces the all.

Years ago when I was feeling suicidal, it was my wake-up call to remind me to be true to myself. At the time, my identity expanded to include my body, my family, my genes, my heritage, my qualifications, my job, my desires, my beliefs, my stuff, my friends, and my nationality. I believe there's nothing wrong with having desires and interests as long as they're not perpetuating the little sense of self as a person. Things started to change for me when I expanded my sense of self from the personal that sees herself as a being in a body having personal experiences; to the impersonal that embraces all while still expressing Self through the personality. This meant learning to experience the world in a whole different way from the way I had been conditioned to think. Instead of focusing only on number 1, I had to expand number 1 to include the all. Thus, as the Impersonal Self, my desires and interests always bless the all.

Speaking of which, I watched a documentary on television recently called How to Get Ahead in Africa. The journalist explored corruption in Africa, well in Kenya and Sierra Leone anyway. (I lived in Sierra Leone as a child so I do have some experience). Everybody does it from the very poor to government officials. The journalist stayed in a shanty town in Kenya where corruption is so accepted as the norm, you can't even get a job without bribing someone. When the journalist tried to build a shack in the area, he had to pay thousands of Shillings to the locals before he could proceed. The journalist pointed out that corruption is not simply an African problem but a global issue because billions of state funds are being siphoned off to banks in the West. While it is commendable for initiatives such as "Make Poverty History" and "Live8" to raise money for the poor in Africa, he argued that the core issue, corruption, should be tackled instead otherwise people who need the resources most will never receive them without having to bribe someone first.

As I see it, "corruption" is one of many global wake-up calls that remind everyone to be their true selves, Love. Be Love and Love dissolves the problems.

I am Love.
Love and Light to all.

Enocia

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It's All Good

2007-10-30T19:30:00.000Z

Every day the sun is expressing all of itself. The sun represents Infinite Love that I am.

Therefore, every moment is the image and likeness of Love.

It's all good, it's all perfect.

Enocia

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Love is Magic

2007-10-29T14:35:00.000Z

Sometimes inexplicable things happen.

Instead of trying to force things to happen or trying to figure out how things should be, I just believe in being the Love that I am. I then project Love everywhere and let Love work things out perfectly. If I'm inspired to take any action, I do so. Otherwise I just let Love work its magic.

For example, I noticed I could post new articles and even update old articles on my blog but I wasn't able to edit the Welcome page. How very odd! There was only one thing to do - project Love to it and let Love sort it out. The problem was soon resolved without my having to take any further thought. I was then able to update that post.

Love is magic.

Enocia

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The Boys are Back, Alright

2007-10-29T12:39:00.001Z

Ever had those days when you keep seeing the same old theme around you? I am.

A month ago I had a misunderstanding with someone. Instead of dwelling on it, I emailed my friend a story I had written called Clean Slate, which was inspired by the Backstreet Boys song, "As Long as You Love Me." The song is about forgiveness and we decided to let go of the experience and have a clean slate.

Last week someone brought to my attention the dancing cockatoo who likes Backstreet Boys. The song the cockatoo is dancing to is called "Everybody." The lyrics go:

Everybody
Rock your body
Everybody
Rock your body right
Backstreet's Back alright Everybody - lyrics

A few days later, I read in the newspaper about Backstreet Boys' reunion though there are now four members instead of the original five. They were promoting their new album called "Unbreakable."

Last night while I was channel hopping on television, I came across the making of Backstreet Boys' latest music video. They also showed some of their old videos including "Everybody" but there wasn't a cockatoo in sight.

So Backstreet Boys are back with a vengeance, not that they ever went anywhere. Good on you, boys!

Enocia

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Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

2007-10-29T09:57:00.000Z

It seems to me that I keep having repeated experiences until I assimilate whatever that experience is trying to reveal to me. I'm not saying this is the way for everyone, but I find that is how things work for me. That's why it's important for me to follow my own guidance.

A week ago I had a migraine experience. At the time, I had experienced myself as split whereby there was a part of me that was pure awareness and observing the experience without pain; and another part that was acting out the experience and in pain. I decided that I was going to stop seeing myself as split and experience myself as Love. Since Love is all there is there cannot be a me that is an observer and the actor. Love is the only Cause. That realisation dissolved the pain.

Last night, while I was watching television, my vision was suddenly distorted. I noticed the aura that used to precede a migraine. I thought it would be an excellent opportunity to put my money where my mouth is i.e. apply what I know to be true, Love as the only Cause, to the experience. I also remembered what a friend had shared recently about her experience of the aura, where she had simply observed the colours and had no headache.

Right, there is only Love going on here. I'm now going to observe this aura. I noticed that to my right was a circle of white light, which kept moving across my vision. While I could still see the images on the television, the glare from the light appeared to be distorting my vision in rather the same way glare from sunlight does at times. I watched the circle of light dancing in front of me, and it moved across the room. I also felt a spinning sensation inside my head. In fact, my whole body was spinning rapidly. Then I observed that the light, my body, the room, the television, everything was spinning as one vortex. It was quite fun being the vortex.

After a while I decided I'd had enough of the experience. Since I am the Cause of this, I can stop it. I observed my vision returning to "normal", though my body was still spinning but not as fast as it was before. I felt a twinge on my left temple signifying a headache.

Oh no you don't! I, as Love-Light, am the Cause of this experience. Only when I identify myself as the "I" that is both observer and experiencer do I have the equivalent dual experience of pain and no pain; light and darkness. I am Love-Light in all time, all space, all realities. I felt love coursing through my whole being and being projected into infinity, which dissolved the twinge. Then I returned to watching the programme, "Sixth Sense", the chat show with the British spiritualist medium, Colin Fry.

I am Light.
I am Love.
I am Me.

Thank you, friend, for your insight.

Enocia

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Cause or Effect?

2007-10-28T14:32:00.000Z

On the bus this woman behind me was chatting on her mobile phone. When she finished she switched her music on. It was Dancehall, which isn't exactly my cup of tea; and it was on full blast. I could choose to be in silence where the music has no effect. I decided to be the Love that I am instead. I felt my love gushing out from all parts of me to the universe. Within a few seconds, the lady turned her music off. She asked me if I knew where a certain landmark was. I said I didn't it but I would at least let her know when we got to the area and then she could look for the place she wanted. After a while the lady turned back her music on. This time, the song didn't sound as dissonant as it had before. It was as lf my love had transmuted it to resonate with who I am. I even started enjoying the song. I heard the woman asking another man if he knew where she was looking for and he did. He told her exactly where to get off. When she was getting off, she thanked me and said goodbye.

When I got off the bus, there were two guys at the stop asking passengers if they had tickets. The idea is if someone has finished with their day pass they can give them up and the guys would sell it to make money. The guys were drunk and rowdy. No one offered them any tickets. As I waited for my next bus at the same stop, I felt my love flowing everywhere. I looked round and saw that the guys had disappeared. Maybe, they didn't resonate with my love vibes.

Earlier today the satellite started playing up. I did all I knew to do but no picture was forthcoming. So I projected love from my heart and asked Love to sort it out. I still pressed the buttons on the remote but nothing happened. After a while I pressed another button and the picture was back on.

So I have a choice how to experience life. I could be the cause or effect. One binds me and the other gives me freedom.

I am Cause.

Enocia

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You've Got a Friend

2007-10-27T10:50:00.000+01:00

Always remember you've got a friend. All you need to do is call.

I love you.

Enocia

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You've Got a Friend - James Taylor

When you're down and troubled
And you need some loving care
And nothing, nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

If the sky above you
Grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep your head together
And call my name out loud
Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there

Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them
Oh, but don't you let them

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend Lyrics by Carol King

I Just Need Some Space!

2007-10-26T13:57:00.000+01:00

It was rush hour in the evening and the bus was crowded. The only seat available was next to this guy who was taking so much room, half of my bum was hanging out. A woman in front of me was carrying a bag which kept hitting my knee. I asked her to mind her bag and she did. The next thing you know, another guy got on to my right and his bag kept hitting the same knee.

I wish I could just have some space!

I am Space!

I blessed everyone with peace and relaxed.

At the next bus stop more people were scrambling to get on board even though the bus was full to capacity. Someone getting off was caught in the door and it opened automatically. The doors tried closing again but something was in its way and it reopened. Then it wouldn't close. The driver got out and tried to close it manually from outside. In the meantime, the guy next to me had had enough and he got off. I moved to his seat. Aha, space! Funnily enough, no one wanted to sit next to me.

The driver returned to his cubicle and turned the engine on but it wouldn't budge. After several attempts the driver made an announcement that because of a mechanical fault, the bus was going nowhere. He advised us to get another bus.

Oh, no! What happened to my lovely space?

As we were getting off, passengers were moaning and groaning at the driver for wasting their time. There was another bus behind. I decided I would let the crowd go and wait for the next bus. Only 5 of us passengers remained; the rest were determined to get on the other bus by hook or by crook.

After a few minutes an empty bus turned up but it said it was "Out of Service." Then the driver changed its destination sign to where I wanted to go. My wish had been fulfilled, I had managed to manifest an empty bus during rush hour. I even sat in my favourite seat.

At the next stop, a man got on and he sat next to me.

"What's wrong with the other empty seats then?" I said.
"What?"
"Oh, never mind!!

I just need some space!

Maybe, he wanted some company or he sat next to me to annoy me. In any case, my friend got off after two stops.

For the rest of the hour long journey the bus was practically empty, which is very unusual for that time of day.

I am space.

Enocia

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Naughty Boy!

2007-10-26T11:51:00.000+01:00

Well, it's been the kids' half term this week. Lucky for teachers, not so sure for others.

During my bus journey, five teenage boys got on the bus, came upstairs, and sat near me. One lad decided to open up the front panel where the destination sign is. He thought it would be funny to change the destination so he could bamboozle waiting passengers at the next bus station. Then he had a better idea. Why stop there? Why not change the route number as well? His friends were laughing their heads off.

I felt it was my duty as a responsible adult citizen to point out the error of their ways.

"You are so bad!" I sniggered.

Besides, why should I deprive myself of free entertainment?

At the bus station, the boys looked down at the puzzled passengers who couldn't quite work out why that particular bus route would be at that station, and why it would be headed in the opposite direction. We all thought it was hilarious.

The bus driver realised what the boys had done and changed the destination and route numbers from downstairs. Then he stormed upstairs looking for the culprits, but they had scampered to the back of the bus. The frustrated driver shouted to no one in particular, "Stop that! It's not funny!" and went back to his driving. Poor sod!

Well, if they're going to give kids a whole week off school, they're going to have to give them something to entertain themselves or else...

It did make for a fun bus journey though.

Enocia

Related article: Harmless Fun

Not a Person

2007-10-26T10:25:00.000+01:00

The other day while I was working in the library, I felt someone's arm around my waist. I turned round to see who would dare touch me so intimately without my permission. The culprit was a toddler boy, maybe a year or two years old. Oh, it's you, that's all right then. He had been navigating his way round and grabbed my waist to steady himself. I said hello. He smiled and he ran off.

Later on a bus journey a young boy sat in front of me. His dark, saucer-like, eyes kept staring into mine. When he and his mother were getting off, he used my knee as a hand rail. Don't mind me!

Now both kids have one thing in common - lack of self-consciousness. By this I mean, they do not identify themselves as the small "I" in a bodily form. As far as both boys were concerned their body is the entire universe, including my waist and knee.

I believe that as babies we all identify ourselves as the Universe. That doesn't mean we are all the same though; each of us experiences the Universe from our own standpoints, which make us unique. However, as we all get socialised into the local dream reality, we are encouraged to identify ourselves as a person with a certain height, weight, colour, shape, gene, belief, etc. The more you identify yourself as a person, the more you appear to be disconnected from the whole.

Waking up to my true self is really about realising that my identity is the whole. This means that although I appear to be localised as a particular shape, my actual identity is the All There Is. Thus, all that I am not only includes my body but this computer, the keyboard, the desk, the chair I'm sitting on, the computer programmes, the people in the building, ad infinitum. In fact, every day is Me expressing myself.

Yesterday evening I stopped off to do some shopping at the local supermarket. I knew it was I as the Universe actually doing the shopping. Although they had recently changed the layout of the shop, the shopping was effortless because a shop assistant always popped up when I needed assistance. At the checkout, I got some plastic carrier bags. Because of the weight, I decided to strengthen the bags by doubling them. I noticed the assistant was helping me pack my shopping. I told her I preferred if the bags were double. She said she'd already doubled the bags because she knew the stuff I'd bought were heavy. Of course, I should have known that she was me; and as me she knows exactly what my needs are.

Thank you, friends, for your reminders that I am not a person, I am the Universe.

Enocia

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Thank You!

2007-10-25T14:46:00.000+01:00

I figured it was about time I posted a video on my blog. I checked the "how to" section in Blogger. There were suggestions by other users but I didn't get it. Time to ask Google.

I found a very simple instruction at this website called How to add YouTube video to Blogger blogs. It was as easy as pie.

Thank you, Rose. By the way, roses are my favourite flowers. :-)

It just shows that help is readily available everywhere. Ask and it is done.

I've now posted the video, Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis; and the song and video are fabulous.

With love,
Enocia

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Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis

2007-10-25T14:37:00.000+01:00

I love this song which is an excellent reminder to keep my heart open for love no matter what, as I've written in Open For Business.

Great voice, Leona! Thank you!

Enjoy.

With love,
Enocia

Recycling

2007-10-25T12:44:00.000+01:00

The environmentalists have got us all recycling rubbish these days, at least in the West anyway. Recycling is supposed to take the pressure off our depleted natural resources, or so they'd have us believe. It's not enough that we have our water recycled in London, now every week we have to separate our rubbish into glasses, plastic, tins and paper. Some people even take it one step further by separating their organic waste.

I have noticed that ideas get recycled all the time. Two weeks ago I wrote a piece called Rugby World Cup about England's impending semi-final Rugby match against France. I wrote: "May the team that grunts the loudest win." England won the semi-final because they grunted louder than their opponents, but they obviously lost the final to South Africa because of the same reason. At least that's my theory.

Anyway, look what I've just noticed recycled back at me: an article in Yahoo News called Experts Sound Off on Workout Grunting by E.J. Mundell. Note the first two initials are the same as my initials. I didn't write the article, honest!

Life is one huge circle. What I put out gets recycled right back at me.

Recycling love to all.

Enocia

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Let's Get Fanatical

2007-10-25T11:16:00.000+01:00

Last night, I watched a documentary about a fan of Michael Jackson who was seeking the truth about what really happened with him. Was Michael Jackson guilty or not guilty of the charges brought against him? What actually drives Michael?

Well, I've been a fan of Michael Jackson since I was a child. I can't say I like all of his music but the ones I like have given me hundreds of hours of joy; and for that I'm really grateful.

As far as I'm concerned, I'm not here to judge what Michael's choices are but to love him.

I wish Michael, his family, and loved ones peace.
I wish all his associates, past and present, peace.
I wish all his fans peace.
In fact, as we are all connected anyway, I wish everyone in the world peace.

All the very best, Michael.

Love always,
Enocia

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Being the Music

2007-10-24T13:59:00.000+01:00

Another evening, another new reality TV show. It's the same old formula! This one is called Classical Star, where nine classical music students compete for a recording contract and whatever accolade they decide to bestow on the winner.

Don't dismiss it yet, there's a gem in everything! As if I would.

Soon something catches my attention. A teacher tells a student that the music is coming through the student and the instrument is only the way the music is being expressed.

I love that idea.

Let's apply this idea to the universe. The universe is Music. Each of us is both the music and the instrument through which the music is being expressed through.

I am music and the instrument through which I am expressing music.

The music and the instrument are one.

Long live reality TV shows!

Enocia

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Harmless Fun

2007-10-24T09:55:00.001+01:00

Last night I told my mother how I'd woken up in the middle of the night and seen light streaming in the room. It was so bright I thought it was daybreak. The light stayed for about a minute then the room returned to darkness.

"That's good!" mum said. "It just shows light is all around us even if we can't see it."

"Yes, we are surrounded by Light. The Light looked as tangible as the sunlight."

"You mean you weren't seeing it with your inner vision, you could see it with your physical sight?"

"Yes. I wonder though whether you would have been able to see it if you were present," I said.

"Probably not. But I'm not surprised that you saw the light because every night before I go to bed I read the affirmation: 'The light of God surrounds me; The love of God enfolds me; The power of God protects me; The presence of God watches over me. Wherever I am, God is - and all is well!'"

"Is that affirmation from Unity?"

"Yes, it is."

"Powerful stuff. You do realise that this Light is in all realities, right?"

"What do you mean?"

At the time, my mother and I were watching Spooks, which is a drama series that follows the work of MI5 Intelligence Officers in their fight to prevent various crimes and terror attacks.

"Well, take this programme we're watching now, the Light is in it. That's why the story lines have no effect on me because I know Love is in all realities."

"But this is fiction and not the same as what happens in real life!"

"Actually, there is no difference between fact and fiction because one idea influences another. Haven't you noticed how ideas from books and films have ended up being played out in "real life"? Take the Book of Revelations in the Bible where it talks about Armageddon. We now seem to be experiencing the calamities spoken about in the Bible."

"But Revelations is prophecy."

"I wouldn't know about that," I said. "All I know is that no matter what the reality, whether it's in books, films, plays, in people's thoughts and dreams, the Light is already there."

"God can't be in pornography, surely? God is only in good things."

"Mum, the God I believe in is in all things including pornography. That's what omnipresence means, that which exists in all time and all realities. Light doesn't judge anyone or pick and choose what It should be in, It exists in all things."

"I still think God is only in good things."

"OK mum. Anyway, the reason why I can watch Spooks without being influenced is because I KNOW there is only Light which protects me from any of the ideas and beliefs. Spooks is only harmless fun."

I went back to watching Spooks. I noticed mum wasn't concentrating, her attention was elsewhere. When the programme finished she asked me what it was about.

"I have no idea but it was fun though."

Light is all and in all.

Enocia

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One Million English Words

2007-10-23T14:23:00.000+01:00

Imagine there are 1 million words available in the English Language. Let 1 million English words represent who we all are as infinite love, joy, peace, wisdom, power, life, beauty, freedom, perfection, etc.

This means that we all have the same capacity to be and know 1 million English words. We are all equal.

Knowing that you are 1 million English words is one thing, but being able to demonstrate a conscious awareness of that knowing is a whole different ball game. It's all about motivation. Some people are only motivated to be aware of a few thousand words, while some may go as far as hundreds of thousands. Obviously, the more words you're conscious of, the richer your experience.

This is why only I can know what path is right for me because only I know how motivated I am. No one can teach me how to be me.

The good news is whether I am only consciously aware of 1,000 or 50,000 words, it can never change the truth about who I am - I am 1 million English words.

We are all 1 million English words.

Enocia

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Stick to Your Guns

2007-10-23T13:10:00.000+01:00

Before I went to the library to write, I put out an intention to have the same computer all day. At some point, a librarian told me that because of short staff they were going to close an hour for lunch. How odd! I was definitely specific about my intention. It would be so lovely if they could have some cover so I could focus on my work without interruption.

A few minutes before the library was due to close, I noticed one librarian was still allocating computers. I asked her what the current situation was. She said the library was going to remain open because they had received cover at the last minute.

When I stick to my guns, the Universe has no choice but to deliver.

Enocia

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Light in Darkness

2007-10-23T13:07:00.001+01:00

In the middle of last night I woke up to ponder on some ideas; or is it the ideas wanted to be pondered? It's a ritual I go through most nights when I wake up between 2 - 3 am and stay awake for about 2 or 3 hours.

While I was pondering, I was suddenly aware that the room had got brighter as if it was daylight. Surely it can't be day break already? I knew the light wasn't emanating from a car outside otherwise I would have heard it. The brightness stayed for about a minute and then the room returned to being dark.

I had a thought to look up into the sky and watch the stars, which I did. While none of them stood out, looking outside at that moment was something I knew I had to do.

Whatever it was, it's all good.

Enocia

Soul Woman

2007-10-23T10:16:00.000+01:00

Yesterday evening I pondered about how I seem to have ideas that are appropriate for each moment. It feels like every step has been planned, even the parts that I haven't necessarily enjoyed. Just as I was having the thought, I noticed a man walking towards me. On his t-shirt was the word "SOUL."

I was showing myself that it is I as Soul that is making these decisions. SOUL is the boss and SOUL is me.

Things are getting very exciting. Watch this space!

Enocia

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Losing a Battle But Winning the War

2007-10-22T15:48:00.000+01:00

Sometimes, life seems as if it's going in the complete opposite direction from the one I intended. That's because I'm only getting the small picture perspective of what is. I find the trick is to focus on my goals with unbended intention. Put another way, I continue to believe all is well no matter what.

Speaking of which, I've watched a few episodes of Season 8 of America's Next Top Model, where 13 hopefuls are trying to impress the judges to be voted the next top model. The interesting thing is the UK is a season behind so I already know Jaslene Gonzalez won the competition. Knowing what I know, it's still fun to watch how each episode pans out.

Every week the models are called out on a photo shoot and one of them is voted the CoverGirl of the week. According to the summary of "Call Out Order", Jaslene was only the CoverGirl of the week for 4 out of 13 episodes. I'm sure there was a time when Jaslene didn't think she would win but she must have continued to believe in herself. She ended up winning the only competition that mattered - being crowned America's Next Top Model.

That's the power of unbended intention. If I can see myself already at my goal even when appearances would have me believe I haven't a hope in hell, then it's only a matter of biding my time until that deciding moment when I know it will all come good in the end.

I'm not concerned about losing a battle, I am only interested in winning the war.

Enocia

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Perceptual Positions

2007-10-22T10:20:00.000+01:00

Years ago, I studied Neuro Linguistic Programming (NLP), which is a body of knowledge that enables one to understand how the human mind works. One area I found fascinating was the four Perceptual Positions i.e. how we see the world/universe.

In the First position, I experience the world purely from my standpoint i.e. my feelings, thoughts, beliefs and conditioning, which are my filters. It is these filters that enable me to experience the world in my own unique way.

In the Second position, I experience the world through another's standpoint. When I am empathising with someone's situation, I'm in the second position.

In the Third position, I experience the world as the observer. This means that while I'm interacting with people, I get to see their perspective from a detached place. It is at this level that I'm accepting of all that I am and all that another is being without judgment.

In the Fourth position, I experience the world from all three positions. This means I can identify with every single point of view. In other words, we share a common thread. Another way of defining that common thread is Love.

One reason why I didn't pursue NLP to mastership level was because I thought it focused too much on the first three positions, which only reinforce the human personality as split into "them and us." I was more interested in experiencing the Fourth position. I guess that's when I went on my own quest to discover more about the Fourth.

In No More Mr Nice Guy!, I discussed a migraine experience when I was split into the Observer self who was completely detached from the headache and not experiencing any pain; and the me who was having the headache experience. Let me apply the Perceptual Position model to that experience. When I was experiencing the pain, I was experiencing it from the First position. When my mother felt my pain and offered to give me some tablets, she was experiencing the migraine from the Second position. As the Observer that was totally detached, I was in the Third position. However, it was only when I stopped seeing myself as split that I stepped into the Fourth position, when I could feel myself as the one thread, Love, in all experiences. At that moment I integrated myself and I was whole, which translated into no migraine.

As the Fourth Position, I can see that who I am never changes. I am the same Love, Joy, Peace, Light, Wisdom whether I'm being in my own skin, being there for someone, or just being there in silence.

The purpose of life, as I see it, is to live permanently in the Fourth Perceptual Position: to be the Love that I am no matter what the experience. Then and only then am I free to be Me.

I am Me and I will always be Me.

Enocia

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I Cannot Deny Who I Am

2007-10-21T17:57:00.000+01:00

A lovely reminder about following that inner voice within that tells me who I am. Once I've heard that call, I can NEVER deny who I am.

Enocia

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Sea Fever

I must go down to the seas again,
to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship
and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song
and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face
and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again,
for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call
that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day
with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume,
and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again
to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way
where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn
from a laughing fellow rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream
when the long trick's over.

-- John Masefield

No More Mr Nice Guy!

2007-10-21T13:16:00.000+01:00

On my bus into town yesterday evening, I felt my eyesight going blurry. It felt like the first sign of a migraine, which I haven't had in a long time. I refuse to have a migraine. OK, just relax and be in peace. I kept repeating peace and blessing everyone with peace. I figured I might as well get off the bus and head off home instead. By the time I crossed the road to catch my bus home, I could barely see. I could also feel one side of my head starting to hurt. I continued to repeat peace until my vision cleared up. On the bus, I closed my eyes and repeated peace. When I got off that bus, my eyesight was back to normal.

When I arrived home I could feel a slight headache. I had a bowl of breakfast cereal and decided to rest on the sofa and watch television. It was then I noticed the blurry vision was back immediately followed by the thumping on one side of my head. Even though I went back to calling on peace, I still had the headache.

It's as if I was indeed split. On the right corner, there was a part of me observing the experience like one would a television drama and unaffected. That side of my head felt no pain at all. And on the left corner was the other me that was going through the pain and holding on to the left side of her head. My mother was so concerned she asked if she could get me some tablets but I refused. I reassured her I would be fine by the morning. After I'd had enough playing the role of the actor and the observer, I fell asleep.

When I woke up in the middle of the night I could still feel the thumping headache. It was now time to do something about it.

I thought of the Alice Cooper song title: "No More Mr Nice Guy!"

Too right! There are no two Mes - the Observer versus the one having the experiences - there is only ONE Me. That Me is the Love that I am, the only Cause, in ALL time, ALL space, ALL realities.

I went back to sleep.

When I woke up this morning, I was perfectly fine. I felt slightly peckish. After having a fried egg sandwich and a glass of Vimto, my favourite drink, I was ready to rock and roll.

No More Mr Nice Guy!
Love is ALL there is.

Enocia

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On Being Vulnerable

2007-10-20T13:58:00.000+01:00

We are all supposed to be
Self-contained, independent beings.
Don't even think of opening your heart
When you're not sure
Of being loved in return.

Missing another is anathema.

Well, I'm not afraid to love
Till it feels like
My heart is going to burst into
Infinity and beyond.
I'm not ashamed to be vulnerable!

Shame on me for being so mushy!

I love being mushy,
Vulnerable and weak.
My poor heart is
Always open to love.

Enocia

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Joy or Madness

2007-10-20T13:45:00.000+01:00

At the bus stop a man beckoned for the bus to stop. When the doors opened, instead of getting on board like any "normal" person, he said "just another two minutes, just another two minutes, just another two minutes."

The driver realised he wasn't all there so he closed the door and sped off.

The man walked over to where I was sitting, pointed at a bus and started giggling. Then he walked to another man.

"When is your birthday?" he said.
"Why?"
"1234" he said.

When someone walked by the man said hello, giggled and clapped.

I reckon my friend sounded very much like a baby. Babies tend to speak gobbledygook and laugh for no apparent reason. Babies are full of joy.

Was my friend at the bus stop mad or in joy?

I reckon he was madly in joy.

Enocia

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What is Freedom?

2007-10-20T13:01:00.000+01:00

This reality we collectively call the world is full of structures and rules. There are rules confining us to act in particular ways or we get penalised. Even my body has an inbuilt structure. The moment I eat more than my stomach could carry, I have to face the consequences.

We define the world in dualistic terms i.e. right/wrong; good/evil; pain/pleasure; male/female; black/white left/right; up/down; hot/cold; teacher/student; parent/child; etc.

How can I be truly free when I'm confined to structures?

These structures have to be broken down.

How?

Stop identifying yourself with structures and know yourself as your true self that is boundless Light, Spirit, Freedom.

For example, when I know myself as Light, I realise that Light is in all things including those experiences I've identified as right/wrong, good/evil, etc. This means I am in all realities which breaks down the structures.

One reason why people might resist identifying with their boundless nature is the fear of annihilation. I mean, if I'm in all things, then who am I? What I discovered is that I never lost my identity at all, in fact I got to be the All of Me that is the ONE Light in all things and yet uniquely Me.

Freedom is knowing that I am both boundless and unique.

Enocia

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Whodunnit?

2007-10-20T10:32:00.000+01:00

I have this ritual I practise after I've finished posting an article on my blog. I always email myself a copy of the article to my Yahoo account, which are stored in appropriate folders. Yesterday, I received an email with an attachment. While I was waiting for the attachment to open, I went back to read my emails and discovered a folder of articles had been opened for me, which contains over 200 articles.

"OK, I must have opened this for a reason. Which article needs my attention?" I asked myself.

I was drawn to look at a particular article that was not only relevant to what I'd been thinking that day but I was given a new perspective.

Who opened the folder? It was I whodunnit, I as Light. It's becoming quite a habit lately when Light has been doing stuff on my behalf. Talk about bringing the following to life : "I will go before thee, and make the crooked places straight." Isaiah 45: 2

As Light I exist in all time. So it's no mystery really that I would know exactly what articles or pieces that need my attention and open the relevant folder.

I am boundless Light.

Enocia

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Metabolism

2007-10-19T12:56:00.000+01:00

In the news the other day, they talked about how in 20 years time, more and more people in the UK will be over-weight. One expert said that this was due to cheaper food products that have high fat content.

I guess the expert's view is based on the belief that when you eat you keep adding to yourself. Your body either has to quickly burn off the calories or they become fat that stay on your body, which end up building up over time. In 20 year's time you end up waddling down the supermarket aisle. That makes sense, if you believe in that model of reality.

I can't say I have that problem myself. I've been the same weight 8 stone (112 pounds) for many years. I always find it interesting to hear why people think I'm slim. Some people believe it's because I do lots of exercises, which burn off the fat. Some believe I have a high metabolic rate, which breaks down the food and converts them into energy. Some believe I don't eat enough. Some believe it's genetic and I'll put on weight as I get older. A friend is convinced that if I have regular meals I'm bound to put on weight. I remember someone who thought I was a long-distance runner, which I found rather amusing.

My current weight and size feels natural to me. When I was a stone (14 pounds) heavier, it didn't sit well with me. At the time I had the belief that my body continues to store fat for days after. If I'd continued to hold that belief, I would have been carrying a lot more weight.

My eating patterns are like me really, unconditioned, i.e. not under any rules. Most of the time I don't eat till the evening when I have a big meal. Sometimes I have a bar of chocolate during the day and some food in the evening. Sometimes I have a bowl of cereal in the morning, my favourite being Weetabix, and dinner in the evening. There are times when I only have doughnuts all day, while other times I only feel like a bowl of breakfast cereal. I also snack on lots of tissue paper. In other words, I eat what I love or as the feeling grabs me.

Yesterday I had a bar of chocolate and in the evening, I had a bowl of Weetabix. After I'd finished the cereal, I still felt like some more food. My mother had prepared some casserole with sausages and vegetables. After having some, I was so full that by the last mouthful I felt queasy. I told my mother the food was very filling and I wasn't feeling too well. I said I was going to have to get rid of the queasiness the only way I know how - meditation. My mother, bless her, is now so accustomed to her daughter's quaint behaviour. She said she hoped meditation would make me feel better.

In thought I called on Light and asked it to dissolve the discomfort. Then I sat quietly watching television. I could feel my bloated stomach shrinking and the queasiness dissolving. In no time I was back to normal.

If I can eat anything I want and then ask Light to dissolve the evidence, this means I could create my own diet, the "Pig Out Diet." I can just see my diet book with the title: "Bingeing your way to your ideal weight." Maybe I should patent this idea. Nah, that's not my dream.

Whatever you're into, happy eating!

Enocia

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Crusades

2007-10-19T10:16:00.000+01:00

From time immemorial, mankind has been on many crusades. For instance, there have been those who have felt it was their duty to convert the "uncivilised" to their way with disastrous effects. There have been and continue to be religious crusades, political crusades, ideological crusades, to name but a few.

There are even those "beyond the veil" i.e. those who have long since passed on, who are still promoting their crusades to convert the "living" to their beliefs. We mustn’t forget those wonderful caring entities from the back of beyond who are constantly sending their messages of love. Why do you think channelling has become so popular and so profitable?

I don't mind people having crusades as long as they don't try to convert me. Actually, it is quite laughable when I see someone who is trying so hard to convert me to his way because he believes his way is the right way. It's like flogging a dead horse. Stop wasting your energy, my dear, save it for someone who cares.

Does this mean I don't have a crusade? Of course I do. I'm very transparent about my crusade actually. I'm on a one-woman crusade to be myself: to be the Love that I am; to be the Me that has always been and will always be; and to be true to myself.

I've got to be Me whether I'm happy or sad, rich or poor, in sickness and in health, and no matter what form I'm in.

Another aspect of my crusade is allowing others to be themselves.

If I can look at myself in the mirror and know that I'm being true to myself regardless, then I am happy with myself.

I am free to be Me.

Enocia

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Being the Gift

2007-10-18T13:07:00.000+01:00

If I think of myself as a writer and I'm not producing any writing, I'm blowing hot air. In the same respect, it is only when I give love that I am truly being the Love that I am.

A few years back when I was feeling really low, I had an inner prompting to share what I had. I thought I had nothing to give. At the time I was measuring my worth in terms of what material possessions I had to offer. The Voice within said I was to share who I was in writing, which is my gift. Even though I didn't know how this was possible, I trusted in the Voice to provide the resources necessary. I soon started sharing my experiences on the Internet. I never thought of what impact my stories would have, I was just happy to do what I love. I felt like I'd been given a new lease of life.

Over the last few years I've received hundreds of wonderful emails from readers expressing their gratitude about what I share. I've even made lots of new friends. It just shows how one woman's mundane bus journey can be transformed into a journey to the stars for others.

A few days ago when I wrote about how I was feeling despondent, I was amazed at the love and support I received. Most of all there was no judgment from anyone regarding my relationship. I guess as I don't judge myself, I got mirrored back what I believe about myself.

I'm now going to share a love letter I received from a friend I've never met before that really touched me. She even sent me a photograph in which she looked very familiar. I know we are Sisters in Love-Light. She has given me permission to share it:

Dear Enocia:

Although we have not met in form, I feel as though you are my Sister. Because you Are!

I have been a visitor at TGP [forum] for several years and so enjoy your writing and humor and joie de vivre. You have been on my heart lately and perhaps I felt your need for healing.

I started drafting this email to you yesterday when I read your post(s) and was waiting for guidance to tell me just the right thing to pass along to you. Guidance came last night and what was indicated was... "send her Light and Love". So, during my evening meditation, I asked: "Holy Spirit, who needs Healing, Love, Encouragement"...and, among others, you came up for me. Along with HS, I surrounded the symbol of Enocia with Light and "hit send".

I read your post this morning that said you woke up feeling the Love of your Self. There is no greater Witness for me than that! As you are healed, I am healed. What we give, we get to keep.

Your writing is very important to me. It has helped me through some rough times, making me feel and Know that there is a Sister out there that is working hard on herself. And making me laugh just when I needed it. And, making me feel like I'm not an alien in this messy place called "the world".

The Course states, "It's simple". But, it sure 'ain't easy sometimes.

Thank you for all that you do. You are so very Lovable!

[Signed]

I am the gift of love. As I give of Self, I receive of Self.

Enocia

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Love Messages and Why I Believe in Love

2007-10-18T11:44:00.001+01:00

It has been my experience that, despite appearances, we are always loving one another. When I tune into someone's true self, I feel that person's love, though I have found that everyone's love feels different.

I woke up yesterday morning feeling a bit down plus I felt physically unwell so I thought I'd stay home and lick my wounds. Besides, it would give me a perfect opportunity to listen in the silence. It felt wonderful to just be in stillness and bask in Love. After a while I asked to have clarification about my relationship with a friend who I consider to be my twin flame. Had I been dreaming about our love? I heard a voice saying "I love you." The voice said it was my friend. He reminded me not to focus on appearances but to believe in our love as it is real. I said I wanted confirmation that it was him speaking not my wishful thinking.

After I'd been in meditation for a few hours, I had a thought: "You're not going to spend all day in bed, are you? Come on get up."

"I don't feel like it," I said. "Besides, if I want to stay in bed all day and feel sorry for myself, it's my right as a sentient being to do so."

I love backchats, don't you?

I then received this burst of energy which made me feel like getting up. I was back in form and I felt amazing. My mother, who was at home at the time, was surprised to see me up. She asked if I wanted some food but I declined; I was already feeling nourished with love. I got dressed and decided to head off to the local library and check my emails and maybe do some writing.

One of the emails was from a friend who had read the article I'd posted at a forum I contribute to, written when I was in a place of doubt. She expressed her love for me and then shared a message she'd received from guidance as follows:

"The divine message that's coming through (complete with giggles) is as follows: Go and have a look at the Oxo tower and know that that's what the Universe is sending you - one hug and kiss after another..."

Her message was spot on. I knew it was a message from my friend's true self because we once had this running joke about Oxo gravy, a brand of gravy they sell in the UK. Oxo comes from the fact that I like signing my emails with the hug and kisses symbols (oxo).

I'm also very familiar with the Oxo Tower in London. The first and last time I was there was at a friend's wedding reception that was held at the restaurant on the 8th floor. Now, the number 8 is very significant for both my friend and I. So that was another confirmation that it was my friend's true self sending me that love message. I guess that's the reason why the voice had insisted that I get out of bed so I could go and read this confirmation via email.

Later in the evening I watched a reality TV show called The Restaurant, which is about couples competing to run their own restaurant in partnership with celebrity chef, Raymond Blanc. The final was on last night. The two finalists were as follows: two identical twin sisters versus a married couple whose restaurant was called "8 in the Country." I saw this as another message from my friend's true self confirming we were indeed twin flames as in the twins, and he "8" lives in the country. "8 in the Country" was crowned the winning restaurant. I watched the twins being interviewed later and they said they had every intention to set up their restaurant very soon, which I know will be a success.

Despite evidence to the contrary, the true self is always sending out love because that's His nature. You know you are being your true self when your heart is always open to love.

I remain faithful and true to my twin flame.
I believe in love.
I believe in myself.

Peace, love and happiness to all.

Enocia

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