Freedom, Expression, Being

All Good Things

2007-01-29T11:00:00.000Z

All good things must unfold in wonderful ways.

End of blog.

More at Destination Nowhere.

With love,
Enocia

Welcome

2007-01-29T10:49:00.022Z

"Don Juan went on explaining that the moment one crosses a particular threshold in infinity, either deliberately or, as in my case, unwittingly, everything that happens to one from then on is no longer exclusively in one's own domain, but enters in the realm of infinity." The Active Side of Infinity, Carlos Castaneda

This blog represents Infinite being.

Infinite Being is a collection of stories, experiences, expressions, ideas that is and never personalised. I am simply the instrument expressing these ideas. They don't belong to me, nor do they belong to anyone. On the other hand, the ideas belong to everyone.

Freedom is, therefore, the willingness to engage with an experience without possessing it or making it personal, just let it be in its own way.

For my current and previous blogs see My Other Blogs.

Unless otherwise stated, all articles are copyright © 2006-2012 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.

Much gratitude and love to Ben Gilberti for designing the Light fractal.

Enjoy...

Enocia

Articles in Alphabetical Order

--A--

Abandon Ship versus Being Here Now
Acting is Being
Acting is Being - Part 2
All is Light
All is Mind
All or Nothing
Am I Bothered?
Answers are Everywhere Present
Are You Sure You're Ready to Receive?
Awakening

--B--

Been There, Done That
Being Present
Beyond Belief

--C--

Can the Universe Have a Good or Bad Day?
Can You Fix It, God?
Can You Have Your Cake and Eat It Too?
Channelling
Clean Slate
Continuity
Creative Intelligence is Everywhere

--D--

Dead Men Walking
Do-Gooders!
Dreams Do Come True

--E--

Everything Works Out for the Best

--F--

False Readings
Fitting a Square Peg into a Round Hole
Freedom is Being the Love that I Am
Freedom Speaks

--G--

Gifts from Down Under
God Is
Grace Revisited

--H--

Help!
Honk, Honk!
How Do You Beat the Computer?
How Sweet is Love

--I--

If At First You Don't Succeed, Lie Again
In-Dependence
Is it a Bird? Is it a Plastic? It's Spirit Woman!
It's My Job

--J--

Jumping on the Bandwagon

--L--

Life is the Love-Light Expressing Self
Life is Music
Lifelines
Light Expressing Self
Light is All and in All
Light Needs No Teachers or Students
Light Season
Love's On the Case

--M--

Mary and Martha
My Function
My New Quest

--N--

No Beginning or End
No Other Cause
Nothing But a Hound Dog

--O--

Of Spirit and Claiming Your Spirit Passport
Omnipresent Spirit
One Love, Many Guises and Special Relationships
Onomatopoeia

--P--

Perceptions
Playfulness
Playing It Stupid
Possession
Practical Spirituality

--R--

Religion and Spirituality

--S--

Satellite Navigation System
Self-Expression
Sharing the Joy; Being in Joy
Sleeping Partners
Some Thoughts on Meditation - Haha
Support

--T--

The Almighty at Work
The Causeless Cause
The Gift of Unbelief
The Intention to Love and Be Love
The Life DVD
The One Brotherhood of Man
The Senses as Receiving Instruments
The Studio
The Timeless Now
The Wonder of Beliefs
Thought of the Day
Throwing a Wobbly
To My Beloved
Transformed By the Light

--U--

Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid
Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid - Part 2
Use By Date? Yeah, Right!

--W--

We are One
We Have All the Love in the World
What is Learning?
What Utter Madness!
When You Know You're On a Wild Goose Chase

Continuity

2007-01-26T13:00:00.000Z

Things are constantly changing. People come and go. You're watching your favourite film and enjoying it and before you know it, it's the end. You're reading your favourite book and before you know it, it's finished. Why can't we enjoy what we love forever? Why do things have to end?

Do all experiences have a beginning and end or do they appear that way?

When I listen to a song it starts off with silence, then the music comes on and plays until it tails off and I'm left with silence. If things start and end in silence this means that silence is the only continuity there is.

Silence is, always has been, and always will be. Silence is in all things. Because silence is in all experiences and in all things, silence is all there is. Since silence is all there is there can be no beginning or end.

When I'm listening to music I see it as silence transmuting itself into harmonies that sound like music and then back into silence. The music is still playing but as silence. This means music never ends.

Love never ends;
Power never ends;
Peace never ends;
Joy never ends;
Wisdom never ends;
Light never ends;
Abundance never ends;
Goodness never ends;
Happiness never ends;
Comfort never ends;
Friendship never end;
Fulfilment never ends;
Beauty never ends;
Perfection never ends;
Life never ends.

How do you make that which never ends into a physical reality? I'm reminded of what a friend said to me recently: "I like chips (fries) but I wouldn't want to have them every single day." The point is to know that whatever you love is always available whether you choose to have it or not.

All good is available now.

I am silence.

Enocia

Related articles: Beyond the Senses; All Good is Ever Present; I Change Not; The Power of Inner Silence; You Already Know It All

Religion and Spirituality

2007-01-25T15:23:00.001Z

Yesterday, I chatted to this lovely gentleman. He asked me what kind of stuff I write about and I said spirituality.

"You mean religion?"
"No, I don't follow any particular religion, I simply believe in God."

He couldn't understand how I could believe in God and not be religious.

I believe God is all there is.

God is Love is Wisdom is Power is Light is Bliss is Joy is Freedom is Spirit is Energy is Beauty is All There Is.

God is in all things including all religions.

It is God's allness that I write about.

I do not follow any religion, I am a practising spirit.

Enocia

Related articles: Of Spirit and Claiming Your Spirit Passport; Peace Be With You; Diwali - Festival of Lights; Meeting with Friends

The Intention to Love and Be Love

2007-01-24T13:43:00.000Z

The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying "I love you" What a Wonderful World, Louis Armstong
All is Love. This means despite appearances, it is our function to love; it is the intention of all there is to act with love and to be love.

Everything and everywhere is radiating love. This means I'm constantly receiving love every moment. It may not always seem that way as appearances can seem to get in the way. For instance, when I'm reading someone's experience shared on a forum, it doesn't always resonate. It's as if the words, concepts or doctrines are blocking what the writer is wishing to express. Instead of dismissing the writing as irrelevant, I realise the one love behind the writer. In other words, the writer is saying "I love you," which I gladly receive.

A while back in the library, I offered to assist this man who was trying to log on to the Internet. I told him he needed to register with the librarian who would log him in. The man was really hostile and he swore at me. That was a huge shock to my system. The manager of the library came up to me and apologised on the man's behalf. She told me not to take his attack personally as the man wasn't all there. The next time I was the library I noticed he was back and being hostile to someone else. His favourite way of intimidating people was to stand behind them and glare at them. The librarians advised users to ignore him. People got used to his behaviour and got on with their work. One day, while I was working on the Internet, he came and stood behind me. I decided it was time to teach him a lesson he would never forget. I felt God's presence within him and imagined rays of love radiating from him to me; and I received his love with gratitude. After a few minutes he moved away and went to sit down. Later, our eyes met and he actually grinned at me. Wow! I'd never seen him smile before let alone grin. Nice grin you've got there, God.

What I was doing with the man in the library was reminding him that despite appearances, the reason he was standing behind me was to express his love and I was happy to receive his love. After all, since there is only Love, every moment Love is saying "I love you."

Does this mean the man's behaviour completely changed? Yes and no. Yes, he never behaved the way he used to with me; he tends to avoid me. On the other hand, he still continues to glare at people and intimidate those who feel he is intimidating, while the library staff continue to ignore him.

I used to experience what I would refer to as psychic attacks. Thoughts of anger and hate used to feel as if I was having darts thrown at me and it's not a pleasant feeling. I knew when someone was having a not so nice thought about me by the feeling of pins and needles around my throat. Another way to look at psychic attack is it demonstrates a divided mind. Where there is only one there is no other to launch an attack at; but when you see the universe as split into many conflicting parts, you may experience this conflict in the form of attacks resulting in physical or emotional pain. The worst form of attack I've ever experienced happened one night while I was sleeping. I woke up feeling a "hand" on my throat trying to strangle me. As I was fighting for dear life, I thought of a line in the Bible.

"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil." Psalm 23: 4
The "hand" immediately left my throat.

The way I've been dealing with attacks is to realise that there is only the one Love. I tend not to think of personalities because I end up feeling their thoughts which is not always pleasant. I prefer feeling the essence of everyone as Spirit. Last night I woke up and felt pins and needles around the throat. I thought "Whatever thought I'm picking up, your intention is to love." The pain immediately vanished.

I have noticed when I read newspapers with the intention to see love and be love, I tend to see love and harmony behind the stories. Otherwise, the news is filled with propaganda, spin, dogma and rhetoric.

The intention of all forms, all experiences, all life is to be who they really are - love. Sometimes, people forget that there is only one love and think thoughts of separation. I can help by constantly remembering the intention to love.

My intention is to love and be love.

Enocia

Related articles: Throwing a Wobbly; We Have All the Love in the World; Peace Be With You; Loving the News; Being the Source; Receiving; The Will to Do Good; Dissolving Personalities; How To Avoid a Divided Mind

Channelling

2007-01-23T11:21:00.000Z

Last night, I watched a documentary on television called Trust Me I'm a Healer. In this episode called "Mr and Mrs Healer", a man called Ray Brown claimed to be channelling the spirit of St Paul of Tarsus; Paul wrote most of the epistles in the New Testament of the Bible.

Funnily enough, the day before, I was reading about Paul's "thorn in his flesh" that he couldn't get rid of. He didn't say what the thorn in his flesh was but he claimed it was a reminder that he lived by Grace. (see 2 Corinthians 12: 7-12) So it was interesting to watch a documentary the very next day about someone who claimed to be channelling the same Paul. Perhaps, I was channelling Paul.

St Paul works through Ray to heal patients. Ray said it's like going into a trance with your eyes open. Ray said he dies every time Paul takes over his body, and he has no memory of what Paul has been doing. Ray keeps his healing separate from his family. His daughter, Sophie, from his previous marriage, said she doesn't know much about his work but has heard of Paul healing people. At one point, Sophie met and spoke to Paul in form. According to Paul, the last time he saw her was when she was very young. Sophie said while the man she was speaking to looked like her dad, he was definitely not her father.

It's all very well having Paul take over Ray's body and work through him to heal others, but what about Ray? Doesn't Ray care about his own spiritual journey? Has he simply resigned himself to the fact that he's here for a short while and he might as well let Paul heal through him? Ray said Paul's presence has helped transform his life. Each to their own.

What is channelling anyway? It is communicating of information. It seems to me that we're always channelling, we simply call it by different names. When I'm getting information from the Internet, I'm channelling but in IT speak it's called downloading. When I have ideas to write an article, I'm channelling but in literary speak it's called inspiration. When I'm being entertained by television I'm channelling but it's called watching telly. Is this why TV channels are called channels, I wonder? When I'm tuning into myself it's channelling but it's popularly known as intuition. When I'm tuning into someone's thoughts in human form or otherwise, I'm channelling but it's called telepathy or mediumship.

Within "spiritual circles" every man and his dog is channelling one entity or another from angels, gurus, masters, guides, ETs, and all sorts. If it's all Love and we are Love, isn't it possible what you're channelling is coming from yourself? It's as if people are scared to admit that they could possibly be a storehouse of wisdom and love. They would rather attribute the channelled material to someone else, a deceased pet even, than admit that the idea can possibly come from them. Others might argue that they want to be sure what they're channelling is not coming from the ego. If you're so scared why not go for broke and channel God? After all, all the mystics have taught that we all have God within us. Even the channelling master, Edgar Cayce has said the ultimate form of channelling is Channelling your Higher Self.

In the book Light Emerging, Barbara Brennan, talks about the core star which is the "inner Divine Core that is our connection to the Eternal Divine." In other words, while there is only One in all, each of us is the One; and it is through the "core star" that we experience who we are. As you are being the One that is you, you're automatically united with the One in all. Put another way, the easiest way to be in unity with all is to be yourself.

As babies we are full of joy because we're channelling our true selves. Bit by bit society chips away at who we are being and before you know it, you're a shadow of your real self, too frightened to speak your truth lest you're seen as rising above your station. There is always the odd exception to the rule, however.

Last week while I was in the children's section in the library, I chatted to a librarian. He's always so full of joy. He asked me what I was doing in the children's section. I told him my latest quest was to read all the Tintin books. I read all of them as a child but I would like to read them again. He teased me about reading children's books. He said he wasn't a great reader, he prefers fixing things; his brother is the reader in the family. He's recently graduated from University with a First Class Honours in IT. He said his brother studied English. He said he's happy to have found his path in life and loves what he's doing. He said it's a shame children are not encouraged to study what they love. He said when someone has an IT problem he can instantly "see" different scenarios and knows exactly what to do. I told him I feel the same way about writing. I receive ideas complete in themselves. We are both seeing the universe from our unique standpoints. No wonder he's so happy, he's being true to himself.

Until people trust in who they are, they will always look to another to channel a teacher of master on their behalf, which is fair enough.

When I'm channelling myself, then and only then am I being true to myself. From all the emails I'm receiving from people who read my blogs, it looks like I'm inspiring others to be true to themselves; which has to be a good thing.

I am who I am.

Enocia

Related articles: Abandon Ship versus Being Here Now; My Function; Being Full of Self; My Book of Life; Do What You Love and Love What You Do; DNA; True To The Music; On Channelling; What's Good for the Goose is Good for the Gander

Jumping on the Bandwagon

2007-01-22T11:54:00.000Z

Over the last week there has been a furore in the media caused by events in the "Celebrity Big Brother" household, where a group of celebrities had allegedly bullied an Indian celebrity. Thousands of viewers interpreted their actions as racist. Before you know it, politicians were on the bandwagon and it had now become an international affair. One day one of the women involved, who was seen as the ringleader, apologised to the Indian celebrity and they kissed and made up. The next day the "ringleader" was evicted from the house. During her exit interview, she expressed how disgusted she was with herself for behaving the way she did. She also insisted that her actions weren't racist.

As I'm writing this, the debate still continues in the media. Obviously it's in the media's interest to keep it going as long as possible. I'm also jumping on the bandwagon because I believe the issue is not about racism or bullying but about love of self.

I'm sure most of us have said and done awful things to one another. When you feel like shit you're going to act and think like shit, regardless of how the law or society says you should behave. So instead of pointing a finger at others, I would rather use this opportunity to love, as they are all aspects of self.

I'm grateful to everyone involved to have raised this issue. My love to everyone involved including the celebrities in "Big Brother", the television channel involved, the media, media audience and everyone.

I love you all.

Enocia

Related articles: Clean Slate; As I Love Others, I am Loving Myself; Loving the News; Charity Begins and Ends at Home

Clean Slate

2007-01-22T10:24:00.000Z

Yesterday I watched the Top 100 Boy Band Songs on VH1. One of the songs on the chart was "As Long as You Love Me" by the Backstreet Boys. The chorus goes:

I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me Lyrics
Won't it be wonderful if we all experienced life this way? It doesn't matter what you've done, it doesn't matter who you are, only love matters. That's what I call clean slate.

In case anyone's wondering, the top song was "Pray" by my favourite boy band of all time, Take That.

To all the boy bands out there - it doesn't matter what rubbish songs you've produced in the past, I love you all.

Enocia

Related articles: Grace Revisited; Just Say Now

Love's On the Case

2007-01-20T16:08:00.000Z

Someone said to me that the weather forecasters are predicting cold weather next week. I didn't say anything. I simply nodded.

In thought I realised the truth of Love's presence. Since Love is present in all time, Love is already on the case. How Love is made manifest is none of my concern.

Love is yesterday, today, tomorrow.
Love is here, there, everywhere.
Love is all time and all space.

Enocia

Related articles: Been There, Done That; Time and Timelessness; Stop Trying So Hard!

Grace Revisited

2007-01-20T15:38:00.000Z

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

Enocia

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I believe while there is only one Love there are different expressions of that Love.

There is Love that is acceptance. You can accept someone for who he is without agreeing with his behaviour. You know he is expressing himself based on what he knows or believes. And while you accept others as they are, you also accept yourself just as you are because you know you're always doing the best you can at any given moment. In this respect, acceptance is recognising that every moment is perfect.

There is a Love that chastens. This Love is constantly teaching you the truth of reality and corrects you when you're off-track. In other words, Love makes you see things as they are, not as you've been programmed they are.

There is a Love that I can only refer to as Grace. Let's look at what the scriptures have to say about Grace:

"Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits, who forgives all your iniquity, who heals all your diseases, who redeems your life from the Pit, who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy, who satisfies you with good as long as you live so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's." (Psalm Psalm 103: 3-5)
Grace is not concerned with healing you when you've understood truth, nor is She bothered about correction. Grace loves you whether you think you're deserving or not. Grace loves you whether you know of Her presence or not. Grace is acceptance and then some.

Now Grace is not some lovely idea that one can confine to the realm of the divine; we all know about and practise Grace from time to time. For instance, when I was hit by a car as a child, it was Grace in action that got me to the hospital. If there wasn't Grace, I would have been left on the street because it was my fault for not checking behind the stationary van before crossing the road.

The last time I saw someone involved in a car accident, I witnessed Grace in action. A few of us saw this elderly woman lying on the ground in a hit-and-run accident. Grace as a man called the ambulance on his mobile phone. Grace as another man ran to the local post office to ask for a blanket so we could cover the woman. Grace as another man went to the local pharmacist to get some bandage. Grace as myself held the woman's hand and prayed. Grace as the police arrived and directed the traffic. Grace as the paramedic team arrived to take care of the woman. When no one could understand what the injured woman was saying, Grace arrived as two men who could speak her language and were able to interpret on her behalf. This is a demonstration of Grace. Grace doesn't care what you've been doing before, nor does She care what beliefs you have. Grace is only bothered about loving in every moment.

Of course, the Love that chastens does have its place. That kind of Love is like being aware of the traffic code so you know how to cross the road so you don't get run over; and you learn to check behind a stationary vehicle before crossing. The problem with learning is that you're likely get stuck into believing life is about demonstrating the truth you've learned. Grace is beyond all concepts of Truth. Grace is Love that is endlessly pouring Love. You never know how this Love is going to unfold, just trust in it.

Incidentally, I received an email from a friend today, which my friend has given me permission to post:

"Yesterday I had a nice dream. In the dream, I felt abundance of cosmic energy (love) flowing into my heart and I realized that I was able to access the power. I wanted to test the power, so I took the broken flute. As soon as I touched it, it became perfect and wonderful flute. When I woke up in the morning, I was very fresh and I tried to do something which I tried in the dream and nothing happened. hahahahaa!"
My friend is talking about Grace, Infinite love that is constantly flowing in every moment. However, while Grace is cosmic energy, how It is manifested takes limitless forms.

This was my response to my friend's email:

"As for the dream, of course you are always connected to Love. You are Love. Just because your flute doesn't seem to have been fixed doesn't mean it isn't. Just trust in Love.

"Years ago, my laptop broke down. It came up with an error message and no matter what I typed it wouldn't recognise it. Before that, I'd been thinking that I was sick of the laptop and wanted a new one and new software. But I couldn't sell it because I didn't think I would get anything for it. I prayed for it to work but it didn't. I left it alone and borrowed a laptop from a friend. After a few days that laptop stopped working. My friend said she would take her laptop to her dad to fix it. I asked her if she could take mine as well just in case. Her dad was able to change the hard drive in my laptop which he said had conked out. It turned out he had one spare which he gave me. He then downloaded free software. So in a long-winded way I did get what I was seeking - new software.

"Never underestimate the power of love. Just because you're not aware of something doesn't mean it's not working."
ace takes care of our needs in Her own way. All we need to do is trust in Her and She never lets us down. Only when we believe we have to demonstrate what we understand do we hold back our good. Even so, Grace is constantly pouring love our way no matter what, even if your laptop has to be taken round the houses to get it sorted.

So we can continue to learn about the law, the rules and regulations, or we can step into Grace. When you walk in Grace there's no need to think about cars because the roads will always be clear when you need to cross it. Even if the roads are not clear, you might find yourself across the road and not know how you got there. I remember once I crossed the road thinking the cars had stopped. I "woke up" and realised the traffic was moving at a normal pace. At that moment I had experienced a simultaneous dimension - where two events are happening at the same time and in the same space.

Grace is right here and now. But if you're too busy learning how to cross the road you miss walking in Grace.

I walk in Grace.
I am Grace.

Enocia

Related articles: : Come, Let Me Kiss You Better!; The Path of Receiving; Grace in Action; The Inner Heart; Grace; Guilt Complex; Dressing You in Love; Living Under Grace

Am I Bothered?

2007-01-19T10:43:00.003Z

In The Catherine Tate Show there is a character called Lauren, a teenage girl whose catchphrase is "Am I bovvered?", which means "Am I bothered?" I would imagine Catherine was inspired by watching teenagers; well, she was a teenager once. I've seen many teenagers who speak like Lauren.

I believe the real inspiration for "Am I bothered" is not from teenagers, but the sky.

The sky is not bothered about anything. So what if it's cloudy? What do I care whether people are nice or horrible? Am I bothered? Do I look bothered? Am I?

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.

In the same respect, human beliefs can never change what Self is. It is the nature of Self to be bliss. Nothing can be added to or taken away from Bliss. Therefore,

whether I'm good or evil, Self remains the same,
whether I'm right or wrong, Self is still the same,
whether I'm in sickness or health, Self is unchanging,
whether I'm rich or poor, Self is bliss,
whether I'm alive or dead, Self is.

The sky is freedom. It allows the sun to use it as a canvas to paint pretty pictures on it during sunrise and sunset. Am I bothered? Do I look bothered?

Similarly, Self gives us the freedom to express ourselves even if this means being ignorant of our true nature; we're still giving the freedom to express who we are until we come to realise that our nature is also freedom. Then you can't help but allow others the freedom to be.

The sky is boundlessness. When you look up, you can't see where it begins or ends. It seems to go on forever.

In the same respect, Self is boundlessness. Self does not impose rules on anyone. Love, another attribute of Self, is boundlessness. Love has no beginning or end. You can love how you love without conditions or rules. Even if you have rules then that doesn't affect Self for its nature is bliss.

The other day I read an article in "The London Paper" from a gay writer about beauty. He said like most of us he'd been brought up to believe beauty is feminine. He said the first time he touched a woman's breasts he expected fireworks to go off but it just felt soft and they did nothing for him. (I wish I'd made a note of his exact words). He said a lot of women have been so conditioned to expect men to find them attractive and when they don't they either think the guys are repulsed or are scared. He has a point, of course. Why shouldn't all men find me attractive? I'm a woman, for crying out loud!

I consider myself heterosexual. Does this mean I've been conditioned to find men (some men) sexually attractive and not women? Perhaps. Put another way, I do have boundaries. While I like men, I have rules about who I will sleep with. I will not have sex with someone I'm not in a relationship with. That's why I've never had a one-night stand. That's just not for me. While I have rules about sex, I don't mind snogging a guy I've just met. I have kissed guys without having relationships with them. That's just me.

I will never impose my rules about sex on another. Live and let live is my motto. If people want to sleep around, let them. If people prefer people of the same sex, let them.

I guess one reason why I've been conditioned to be with men is because it programmes you to want to have kids. However, I have no such desire to have kids. It's not that I don't like babies or children, I certainly find them delightful; I've even worked with kids. I love how open young children are and how they can love unconditionally. For me, pregnancy and childbirth feel unnatural. Ideas are my babies. Writing is the equivalent of giving birth. You have the idea, which is already complete, and you give birth to it. You let it go into the world. Next!

Again, I wouldn't dream of imposing my views of childbirth on others. I have friend who have kids and I'm very happy for them. Let those who want to have kids have kids. Live and let live.

In a previous article called Abandon Ship versus Being Here Now, I discussed how instead of playing the game of "abandon ship" by going through life and death cycles, I would rather be here now. Now, let's look at this from another perspective. Do you think it matters to Self whether I keep shuttling backwards and forwards or live in the same body forever? Would it change my nature as bliss? Not bloody likely! Being here now is simply my rule; it doesn't make another wrong for doing the life/death cycle routine.

Sky represents the one Self that is in all. As Self I give everyone the freedom to be themselves just as I am free to be me. As Self I am bliss no matter what. As Self I am free to make up my own rules and I let others have their rules as long as they don't impose their rules on me.

Thank you sky for not being bothered.

Sky: Psst.
EJ: What?
Sky: Just to let you know, I'm not bothered either way.
EJ: That's charming, that is.
Sky: Am I bothered? Do I look bothered? Am I?
EJ: Whatever!

I am bliss, freedom and boundlessness; and I am not bothered.

Enocia

Related articles: Perceptions; My Function; Self-Acceptance; Infinite Self; Unity Consciousness; Co-Creating with God; Giving Birth; The Problem with Judging By Appearances; The Clear View

Abandon Ship versus Being Here Now

2007-01-18T11:17:00.000Z

I've had many out of body experiences (OOBE) a.k.a. astral travel/projections. When I was out of my body I felt light and free, while my physical body seemed lifeless. As Light, I could be in many places in thought. As Light, I could manifest an experience instantly. The most important thing my OOBEs demonstrated was that I am Light.

The problem with astral travel is that you're split in consciousness. You see yourself as the Light and the body as the tool the Light uses to express itself. When the Light has had enough of the body, or when the body is no longer appropriate, the Light abandons ship and departs for another reality. This is exactly what happens when people die, they abandon ship while their loved ones mourn over an empty vessel.

How do I stop repeating the "abandon ship" way of living? I have to give up my fascination with OOBEs. Why have OOBE when I can have the experience here and now in bodily form? This means instead of separating myself into Light and darkness, Light body and material body, I see myself as having only one body that is Light. I see all my experiences as Light. Then, and only then, am I fully present.

Old habits die hard. What if you've got used to experiencing your visible body and the universe as material? When you feel pain, for instance, it's natural to want to get rid of it.

I believe:

"My job is not to judge situations or conditions as right or wrong and try to get rid of them but to simply yield whatever it is to be transformed by the Light that I am. Whatever it is then takes on the attributes of the Light i.e. boundlessness, freedom, peace, love, joy, beauty, power, wisdom etc. As to how that which has been transformed is made manifest? Watch this God space." Transformed by the Light
Therefore, instead of getting rid of pain, I simply see it as a Light sensation and then trust in the Light to transmute the experience into itself.

I see every day as an opportunity to practise being Light here and now. In fact, that is what the spiritual path is about, living as Light.

I am Light.
I have a Light body with Light organs.
I have Light senses.
I have Light experiences.
I live in a Light universe.

One day when I have the urge to travel to another reality, I shall travel in my Light ship instead of having to abandon ship.

Enocia

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Been There, Done That

2007-01-17T11:36:00.000Z

Consider the following truth principles that I live by.

God is Light that is present in all time and in all space.
Life is Light expressing Self.
I am Light.

This must means that I, as a point of Light, have already lived this day before.

In fact, the future is set in stone, Light stone.

There is nothing new under the Sun. Every moment is Light.

Enocia

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Throwing a Wobbly

2007-01-16T14:35:00.000Z

As I was waiting for a bus, I noticed a woman and her young daughter. The girl was pushing a toy buggy (push chair). For whatever reason, the girl was, as we say in the UK, throwing a wobbly (very angry). I thought to myself "Awww, the Light is throwing a wobbly! How sweet!"

In fact, Light is all there is. I looked around the bus station. I observed Light beings playing their roles as commuters waiting for their buses.

Another girl, who had been standing close by with her mother, started chatting to the girl with the buggy. They soon made friends. They chatted about the toy buggy and playing "mummies and daddies." Soon the bus arrived and the girl with the buggy and her mother said goodbye and ran to catch their bus.

Hey, you, throwing a wobbly! I know who you are. You are Light.
All is Light.

Enocia

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Are You Sure You're Ready to Receive?

2007-01-16T13:17:00.000Z

My mother went to the hospital yesterday for some more tests in preparation for her hip replacement operation next month. This time she was accompanied by my sister-in-law, who is a midwife and used to hospital procedures.

When I went home yesterday I asked mum how the appointment went. She said the consultant had a cancellation and asked if she was willing to have the operation done today. Mum said the shock of being offered the operation sent her blood pressure rocketing. It took a while for her blood pressure to return to normal.

"Mum, you're too funny!" I said. "You're offered something you've dreamed of and you panic. I can just see the news headlines now: 'Patient Drops Dead Because She's Offered an Operation Too Soon.'"

Mum and I had a good laugh about it. She said she wasn't ready. She's mentally prepared herself to have the operation next month and is prepared to wait till then.

"Now do you see why sometimes our prayers appear not to get answered?" I said.
"What do you mean?"
"Look what happened to your blood pressure when you were offered the operation. Imagine what life would be like if everything we ever thought of was instantly manifested. What if you thought of a lion and the lion instantly appeared, wouldn't you be scared?"
"Of course I would."
"Maybe that's why things don't happen as quickly as we'd like things to happen because we're not ready."

Mum insisted that if she woke up tomorrow and she was completely healed she would accept it.

I believe healing is not just about accepting physical healing but whether you're prepared to accept the lifestyle change that comes with the healing. What if you're receiving some benefits, financial or emotional, for your illness and you're suddenly healed? Are you ready to let go of those benefits just like that?

My mother's experience reminds me of a scene in the film, Life of Brian, where Brian is being pestered by an ex-leper for money.

EX-LEPER:
All right, sir. My final offer: half a shekel for an old ex-leper.
BRIAN:
Did you say... 'ex-leper'?
EX-LEPER:
That's right, sir. Sixteen years behind the bell, and proud of it, sir.
BRIAN:
Well, what happened?
EX-LEPER:
I was cured, sir.
BRIAN:
Cured?
EX-LEPER:
Yes, sir, a bloody miracle, sir. God bless you.
BRIAN:
Who cured you?
EX-LEPER:
Jesus did, sir. I was hopping along, minding my own business. All of a sudden, up he comes. Cures me. One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next minute my livelihood's gone. Not so much as a by your leave. 'You're cured mate.' Bloody do-gooder.
BRIAN:
Well, why don't you go and tell him you want to be a leper again?
EX-LEPER:
Ah, yeah. I could do that, sir. Yeah. Yeah, I could do that, I suppose. What I was thinking was, I was going to ask him if he could make me a bit lame in one leg during the middle of the week. You know, something beggable, but not leprosy, which is a pain in the arse, to be blunt. Excuse my French, sir, but, uh-- Life of Brian, the Ex-Leper
The leper has been healed but his identity as a leper remains intact. The ex-leper is like a smoker trying to give up smoking by using smoking patches. He hasn't given up smoking; he's simply replaced one addiction with another.

Your doctor can help you back on your feet but he can't help you cultivate the beliefs you need for your lifestyle change. You may need to see a shrink for a few years to help you come to terms with your healing. If that doesn't work, you may need to find a spiritual guru to help you get back in your right mind.

God's way is not man's way. God simply reveals Himself as your real self. You're encouraged to let your real self express as you. Then your affairs are transformed as quickly as you're open to let God express as you.

God doesn't play favourites. I believe God is constantly revealing Himself to all but not everyone is ready to let God take over. Since God will never force Himself on anyone, you're allowed to play the human game until you're ready to open up in your own time, whenever that is.

Ask and you will receive....as much as you're open to receive anyway.

Enocia

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In-Dependence

2007-01-15T15:24:00.000Z

It's good to be in control of your life. It's good to practise in-dependence.

What is in-dependence?

In-dependence is being aware of the Light in all and letting the Light express without interference.
In-dependence is being totally dependent on the Light.
In-dependence is trusting in Self.

So yes, I am in-dependent but not independent.

Enocia

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Light Season

2007-01-15T13:51:00.000Z

At the local shop I saw a man with a t-shirt on.

"Look at you," I said to him, "anyone would think it was mid-summer the way you're dressed."
"It's very mild outside," he said.
"Yes, it is."
"Look at you," he pointed to my jacket, "anyone would think you were in the Arctics."

That made me giggle. He was right, I had way too many layers for the weather. When I went home I swapped the thick jumper for a thinner one but I still kept my jacket and scarf just in case.

What's going on? Why are we having such a mild winter? Is this due to "global warming" as the experts tell us?

This is how I see it. Light is the substance of all there is including all the climates. As you wake up to the truth of Light as the only Cause, the weather is going to take on the attributes of the unchanging Light. We should therefore expect constant temperatures to reflect the ever constant Light.

But it's good to have changing of the seasons, you cry! Autumn can be beautiful with all the changing colours. Who is to say we still won't have the changing colours without having to experience extremes of temperature?

As for those who love snow, who is to say the Light will not manifest as snow in some regions but without the extremes of temperature?

Of course there are some industries like the fashion industry and energy companies that want us to experience seasonal changes. Well, they will just have to adapt like everyone, won't they?

All is Light.
Light is summer, autumn, winter and spring.

Enocia

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My New Quest

2007-01-15T13:07:00.000Z

As a child I loved reading The Adventures of Tintin. While I don't remember the stories, the characters are very much alive in my memory.

Tintin was the young intrepid reporter who was always involved in one adventure after another. He had strong principles that he lived by. Though he got himself involved in many scrapes, he always came out the hero.

There was Snowy, Tintin's devoted dog. He didn't always understand Tintin's drive but he was always there by his side. He has come to Tintin's aid on many occasions.

There was Captain Haddock who accompanied Tintin on his many expeditions. Captain Haddock had a hot temper and drank like a fish. One of his favourite expressions when he was angry was "Billions of blue blistering barnacles!"

There was Professor Calculus, the absent-minded and hard of hearing professor. Having a conversation with him is an experience not to be missed. You wonder how he ever got to become a professor.

The Thompson Twins, the bungling detectives, were present in every crime scene. The, thick as two short planks, duo were more a hindrance than a help. "To be precise" they were hilarious.

Years ago, I had a boyfriend who looked like Tintin; well, he wasn't as short as Tintin but he had a similar hairstyle. Alas, it was only a whirlwind romance.

Anyway, my new quest is to read all the Tintin books. It will be interesting to see them from a new light. So next time I pay a visit to the library or the bookshop you'll know what section to find me. I don't know why they categorise these books as children's books anyway, I reckon they're fun for everyone.

Tintin fan, Enocia

Aide memoire: Tintin Books I've Now Read

Awakening

2007-01-15T12:06:00.000Z

"As I see it, realising one's nature as spirit is not about waiting for a time in the future when you will become awake; awakening is occurring in every moment you are aware of love's presence." Practical Spirituality
What we perceive as the physical universe is in deep slumber. By "slumber" I mean the Light that is in all appears to be dormant because most of us are too accustomed to seeing the universe as manifested in different dimensions. If you believe what we're experiencing here is the material aspect of the universe, you're not going to experience it in any other way but material. Regardless of how things appear, Light is in all time and all space. This means there is no material universe or different dimensions; there is only a Light universe. I am living in Light now.

I practise seeing everything as Light.

I am Light; I live in Light.
I see, hear, feel, taste, smell and think Light.

I encounter Light people everywhere; I see Light animals, Light birds and Light nature all around me; I ride on Light buses with Light passengers; I see Light houses and Light buildings everywhere; I am typing on a Light computer; I write Light stories; I experience only Light.

Two days ago as I was working on the Internet, an error message came up. I heard someone reporting the fault to the librarian. He said the system was probably down. This meant that if there was a problem it wouldn't be sorted out till two days later when the IT staff were back at work. I thought "This is not an error message, but a Light error message." Note that I wasn't trying to change the error message, I was simply realising that everything is Light. In no time the Internet was working again.

Last night I stubbed my toe against the chair. For a second it was painful but then I thought, "Oh, I have Light stubbed my Light toe against the Light chair." The moment I had that thought, the pain became Light pain i.e. I felt nothing. Here again I wasn't changing the situation, I was simply remembering Light as the only cause.

Every Light day is a new Light opportunity to remember that all is Light. This is what awakening means for me.

In and of Light.
Enocia

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Gifts from Down Under

2007-01-14T12:14:00.000Z

Last night as I was rummaging through some books on sale at the bookshop I was drawn to a book about wildlife in Australasia. I picked it up and found a seat so I could browsed through it. There were amazing photos of the many varieties of animals and sceneries in Australia, New Zealand and other islands around Australia. The pictures reminded me of when my ex boyfriend and I went travelling around Australia by campervan and explored one national park after another. I've always dreamed of doing it again.

Later that evening on television I watched Kylie Minogue's comeback concert in Melbourne. It was two hours of pure magic. It's good to see our Kylie back in form. We love you, Kylie.

It would seem I was having an Aussie Day.

Thank you Australia.

Enocia

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Dreams Do Come True

2007-01-13T13:53:00.000Z

They've been using the Bobby Darin song "Don't Rain on My Parade" in a car advert. I love it. Part of the lyrics goes:

Hey world, here I am.......

Don't tell me not to fly I've simply got to
If someone takes a spill
It's me and not you
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade Lyrics
Over the last week, I've been following the reality TV show called Soapstar Superstar, where stars from British and Australian soaps are showcasing their musical talents and competing to be this year's Soapstar Superstar. The format is as follows: after all the contestants have performed their songs, members of the public have to vote for their favourite stars to get through to the next round. The two contestants with the least votes have to wait till the beginning of the next show to find out if they're still in or out.

Because the public gets to select songs for the soapstars to perform, I kept hoping they would choose the Bobby Darin song. Well, the public did and nominated Antony Cotton to perform it. The only snag was in that show the two contestants with the least votes were Antony and Tupele Dorgu. This meant if Antony didn't get through to the next round I wouldn't hear him perform my song. Antony did get through and I got to hear him perform my song beautifully.

I also love Antony's attitude to the whole show. He says he doesn't think about winning as that would get in the way of his performance. He prefers to focus on one day at a time and see how it goes. The finale is on tonight but I'm not going to be home on time to watch it.

Thank you Antony for making my dream come true. I love you.

Enocia

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Transformed By the Light

2007-01-13T10:46:00.000Z

"And Jesus said unto him, Why callest thou me good? none is good, save one, that is, God." Luke 18: 19
Have you ever heard of the sun discriminating because of race, religion or creed? The sun doesn't think, "I'm not going to shine on you because you're not a good person." The sun shines on everyone regardless of belief. Like the sun, God is "no respecter of persons."

Do you think someone is immoral for going to see some lap dancers at a strip club? Do you think it's wrong for people to get rat-arsed (drunk) at a pub? Given that God is already present in the strip bar and in the pub, God must be very immoral indeed. Having said that, it could be me being thick here; for all I know there is a new definition for "omnipresence" which is "present in some places and not in others." Based on this revised definition, God may very well be absent in strip clubs. I prefer to stick with the traditional definition of omnipresence as in "present everywhere at the same time." God is, therefore, present in all places including temples, churches, pubs and in strip bars.

My point is Light is in all forms including what we consider to be right and wrong or good and evil. The moment you try to get rid of something because you consider it evil, you're trapped in the duality dream that has nothing to do with God.

Surely sickness is evil? It can't be God's will for us to suffer from diseases.

Remember God is everywhere present including what people appear to be suffering from. Instead of trying to get rid of the condition because you believe it is evil, why not seek to experience God's presence? Only then will you know what God's will is.

Last night I felt the urge to cough. Mum says when I cough I wake her up. She doesn't even like me coughing around her during the day because she says my cough is so loud it startles her. The more I tried to suppress the cough the more it wanted to come out. I asked the Light present in me to transform the cough into Light cough. The urge to cough instantly left me and I was a lot lighter for it.

My job is not to judge situations or conditions as right or wrong and try to get rid of them but to simply yield whatever it is to be transformed by the Light that I am. Whatever it is then takes on the attributes of the Light i.e. boundlessness, freedom, peace, love, joy, beauty, power, wisdom etc. As to how that which has been transformed is made manifest? Watch this God space.

In Light.

Enocia

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Beyond Belief

2007-01-12T16:35:00.000Z

I was going to point an Internet friend to my blogs Home Sweet Home! and Home Sweet Home! - The Sequel that have my photographs on the profile. Something told me to check the profile. I discovered both photos had been replaced by the fractal of pure light. I didn't consciously edit my profile but another part of me obviously had without my conscious awareness. Cheeky! I suppose the fractal is closer in likeness to who I am than the photograph.

When I went home I noticed my mother was watching a programme called Beyond Belief: Fact or Fiction hosted by Jonathan Frakes. It was quite funny seeing Jonathan Frakes considering I'd just written an article where I said I was more interested in "Star Trek" characters than the actors. Jonathan Frakes was Commander T Riker in "Star Trek The Next Generations."

Anyway, the plot summary of "Beyond Belief" is as follows:

"Within the course of one hour 5 stories are shown. None of these stories have any logical explanation, and some of them actually occurred. You are left to decide which of these stories, if any are fact, and which are fiction." Plot Summary
I told mum about how my blog profile was updated without my conscious awareness. I said my story could easily be included in "Beyond Belief."

How did Enocia's blog photos change without her consciously doing it? Did Enocia update her profile in her sleep? Is this story fact or fiction?

Whatever you decide, it did happen.

Enocia

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Acting is Being - Part 2

2007-01-12T15:10:00.001Z

Last night I watched the film Ali, based on the biography of the boxer, Muhammad Ali from his early days to when he became a boxing champion. I was amazed at how much Will Smith had transformed himself both physically and mentally to be like Ali. If I didn't know he was only acting I could have sworn he was Ali.

Where do these characters come from? Is it sufficient to simply study someone to be that person? I don't think so. I believe one can be any character because that person is already within you. Each of us is a microcosm of the macrocosm; we contain the entire universe within us, and I mean all forms and realities. To be someone all you need to do is to evoke the person within you. When you evoke that person you are letting that person or character take over at that moment. Acting is Being
As I was walking this morning to the bus stop it started drizzling. Although I had my hood on I didn't fancy walking in the rain so I thought "I AM Dry Weather" and I saw dry weather as light coming from me to infinity. The rain stopped.

As I was walking on the Internet, an error message came up. I tried again and the error came up again. Time for another decree: "I AM the Internet." Again I saw the Internet as rays of light coming from me and going everywhere. The "problem" was fixed.

In the above examples, what I was doing was evoking the realities within me to come forth.

I am what I seek.

Enocia

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Playfulness

2007-01-11T10:56:00.000Z

When I woke up this morning I could hear the wind howling outside. It was still windy when I left. During my walk, I stopped to have a chat with a neighbour. I asked her how she was. She said she was tired and the wind wasn't helping matters. I wished her a good day.

While it was very windy, I saw the wind as a manifestation of playfulness, which I believe to be one of God's attributes. Playfulness is all around me. I watched two squirrels frolicking around the trees. Trees swayed in the wind and the leaves shivered in response. Dried leaves and plastic bags twirled on the ground like ballet dancers. A sudden gust of wind pushed me forward. "Tone it down, will you?" I said to the wind. A gentle breeze stroked my cheeks and the wind eased off for a while and then it was back with full force. I let the wind walk me to my destination.

People talk about the power of mother nature. The popular perception of mother nature is that she is either to be feared or revered. What kind of "mother" would harm her kids by causing mayhem and destruction? As I see it, we are not separate from mother nature, we are one with mother nature. What if "mother nature" simply wants to play but because we see ourselves as separate from mother nature, we read her intention as attack; and what you believe is what you end up experiencing.

How can hurricane be playfulness when it kills people?

OK, let's look at it another way. Isn't role play another aspect of playfulness? What if storms and hurricanes are the equivalent of the universe having a mock fight?

Most of us have been involved in one mock fight or another whether it's been in the form of pillow fights or sparring with a friend. Kids love having mock fights like cowboys and Indians and superheroes. There are thousands of mock fights available as computer games. There are even websites designed for the purpose of having mock fights. I've had mock feuds with friends on the Web.

For actors, mock fights are their livelihood. It must be wonderful to go to work and have mock battles and pretend to be dead. When the director says "that's a wrap" or the equivalent, the dead arise and find new roles to play. StarTrek is full of mock battles and the crew always win, of course. A few years ago there was a Star Trek Exhibition at Hyde Park which I attended. While I was at the exhibition I felt the same awe some people experience when they are in a sacred space or meeting someone they admire. It was wonderful exploring the many different aliens there are. It was awesome flying into deep space in the ship simulation. It was fantastic being in the "turbo lifts." Entering the Bridge, where the captain and first officers usually carry out their battle strategies, was like entering a holy shrine. We are not worthy! It didn't matter to me that I didn't meet any of the actors; I was/am more interested in the characters and stories than the actual actors.

To recap, what I consider to be nature is not something that's separate from me. We are one. Nature cannot fight itself but it can certainly give the impression that it is having a fight, which is only a mock fight anyway, and not to be taken seriously.

The other night I watched a documentary about people who have been involved in serious accidents and survived. They listed them in order of seriousness, as they do. In one accident a man was filming his friend snowboarding. Suddenly, there was an avalanche and the snowboarder was completely covered. After a while his friend dug himself out and continued snowboarding down the mountain.

For me it was as if the avalanche was saying "Let's all snowboard!" Although they didn't interview the snowboarder it would have been interesting to know what his inner state was at the time, whether he was afraid or calm.

I believe the earth is a simulation designed for us to express God's attribute of playfulness. God is playing all the roles. The only problem is when you forget there is only one player, you start taking things seriously. Instead of pretending to be angry with a loved one, you're angry for real. Instead of seeing the wind as having fun, you see it as attacking you. Instead of seeing animals as playful, you see them as creatures to be feared. Because you're seeing the simulation as real, the world is now perceived as a real battle zone and all hell breaks lose. Then people end up killing one another for real, or so it would seem. At the end of that battle the dead arise and realise they're not dead after all, they've simply entered another simulation.

All is playfulness.
I am playfulness.

Enocia

"Playfulness" fractal designed by Ben Gilberti

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Sleeping Partners

2007-01-10T13:49:00.000Z

sleeping partner UK noun [C] (US silent partner)
a partner in a company who does not take an active part in its management, especially one who provides some of the money Cambridge Dictionary
After I'd finished working on an article and I published it, an error message came up. To paraphrase it read: "we are sorry we were unable to deal with your request." I noticed the pronoun "we." Of course, everything I do is never in isolation. We are all in this together. The error turned out to be a timely reminder; I ended up not publishing the article as it didn't feel complete. I ended up writing this one instead.

Blogger.com is one of my sleeping partners. I wouldn't be able to post any articles on Blogger without my sleeping partners writing the programmes and designing the templates I use to blog with. There wouldn't be any blogs without my sleeping partner, the ideas I'm expressing. Blogger is part of the Internet, another sleeping partner. How would I be able to access the Internet without my sleeping partner, the computer. Billions of sleeping partners are helping me get this story published, yet I will only meet a few in person. At least I know they are always present as my sleeping partners.

There's a scene in the film, Forrest Gump, when Forrest is describing his many adventures to Jenny, the love of his life:

JENNY
Hey, Forrest, were you scared in Vietnam?

FORREST:
Yes. Well, I, I don't know.

EXT. VIETNAM - FLASHBACK - NIGHT

Forrest looks up into the sky as the rain stops. Forrest removes his helmet. The stars emerge from behind the clouds.

FORREST (V.O.)
Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out. And then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bayou...

EXT. BAYOU - FLASHBACK - SUNSET

Forrest stands on his boat and looks at a deep orange and red sunset.

FORREST (V.O.)
There was over a million sparkles on the water. Like that mountain lake.

EXT. MOUNTAIN LAKE - FLASHBACK - DAY

Forrest runs along a highway. A lake reflects the mountains and the sky.

FORREST (V.O.)
It was so clear, Jenny. It looks like there were two skies, one on top of the other. And then in the desert, when the sun comes up...

EXT. DESERT - FLASHBACK - SUNRISE

Forrest runs along a desert highway. The morning light casts an orange glow over the desert.

FORREST (V.O.)
I couldn't tell where heavens stopped and the earth began. It was so beautiful.

INT. GUMP HOUSE - MORNING

Forrest looks at Jenny. Jenny looks out the window.

JENNY
I wish I could have been there with you.

FORREST
You were. Forrest Gump Screenplay
Although Jenny wasn't physically present with Forrest during his travels, she was always present as his sleeping partner.

Today I received an email from a sleeping partner who has just discovered my blog, The One in All.

He wrote:

"Just a quick note to say Hi and thanks for all the writing that you prepared for me so beautifully." (smile)
In other words, I'm now aware of another sleeping partner in form.

In a previous piece, I wrote:

"The Us is eternal and unchanging. It is the same Us that was being expressed through Jesus as the Father principle. It is the same Us that expresses through anyone who knows his or her Oneness with Spirit. Thus though this personality, Enocia, wasn’t present when Jesus walked the earth, I was there in Consciousness as the Us. We spoke through Jesus as the teachings and We expressed through Jesus as the miracles." All Good is Ever Present
I believe God, the "Us" is the sum total of all the sleeping partners in whatever form they take. No matter what I appear to be doing, my silent partners are always present giving me their silent approval and support.

When I acknowledge my silent partners' presence, I see the universe as a place that's full of love, and love is always supporting me in all my endeavours; and according to my belief, so be it.

When I ignore my silent partners, it feels like I'm all alone with no one to help me; and according to my delusion, so be it.

I thank all my sleeping partners for their continued love, support, and blessings.

With love,
Sleeping Partner Enocia

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The Studio

2007-01-09T12:34:00.000Z

"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path." Psalm 119: 105

"In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not." John 1: 4-5
I love television!

I can't understand how people say they can't watch television because it can be negative. Hello! The Love and Light of God is everywhere present and that includes television, in the news, in those "violent" films and dramas, and even in those "tacky" Reality TV shows some people like to disparage. As I see it, television is simply another way God expresses Self.

While I like watching television, I am also curious about how they're produced. As a media and cultural studies student I went to see several audience discussion programmes live to see how theory is put into practice. I've also been to see chat shows, game shows, comedy, the news, and entertainment shows being produced.

The first time I went into a television studio, I was struck by the intense light everywhere. Light is emanating from the ceiling, the floors, the walls; you name it, there's light. Even though actors and television presenters have makeup artists and stylists to make them look good, without the studio light they would appear dull and ordinary. It is light that gives them presence.

A television studio represents Reality, the Kingdom of God. In Reality there is nothing but God/Light. Light has no beginning or end; Light has always been and will always be; Light is everywhere present.

A slight digression...

A few days ago, my mother asked me to look up a poem called God's Judgment on a Wicked Bishop on the Internet and print it out for her. She said she studied it at school and has always wanted to read it again. I vaguely remember reading the same poem at school so I was curious to read it.

In Robert Southey's God's Judgment on a Wicked Bishop many people are starving because bad weather has affected their crops. The starving poor are hanging around Bishop Hatto's house because they are hoping he will share the food he has in his granaries. One day the bishop invites the poor to his house to feed them. He leads them into his barn. As soon as the barn is full of people, he runs out, locks them in, sets fire to the barn, and burns them to death. The bishop believes society should thank him for getting rid of the poor whom he regards as "Rats that only consume the corn." The next day Hatto is horrified to discover rats have eaten his picture out of its frame. One of his workers tell him rats have eaten all the corn in his granaries. Hatto is terrified and runs for dear life but thousands of rats are in hot pursuit. The final scene, where the rats are entering the tower where Hatto is hiding, reads like a horror movie:

"And in at the windows and in at the door,
And through the walls helter-skelter they pour,
And down from the ceiling and up through the floor,
From the right and the left, from behind and before,
From within and without, from above and below,
And all at once to the Bishop they go." Hatto by Robert Southey
Aaargh! No close-ups please!

Actually, Southey's description of the way the rats entered the tower reminds me of Divine Love's presence. Love is gushing from everywhere. A while back I was inspired to write the following mantra as a fun reminder of God's Love:

Up and down
Back and front
Left and right
Inside and out
All the way round
All the way round A Fun Reminder
Just as light emanates from all corners of a television studio, so is God's Light everywhere present, right here and now. There is, therefore, nothing to fear. Only when you forget Light's omnipresence do you believe some places are safe, while some are unsafe; or that there are times when you feel fearful and other times when you don't. God/Light/Love is in all time and in all space.

The universe is the largest studio ever that is full of Light. It is the Light of God that animates me. Without the Light I am an ordinary actor trying to make it big in Dulliwood and failing miserably.

God is Light; God is camera; God is action!

Enocia

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Practical Spirituality

2007-01-09T10:16:00.000Z

"Thou believest that there is one God; thou doest well: the devils also believe, and tremble. But wilt thou know, O vain man, that faith without works is dead? [...]

"For as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also." James 2: 19-20; 26
You can have all the intellectual knowledge about love but without being able to demonstrate love in action, it means nothing.

I've always been interested in the genre, "writing from experience." I had dreams of becoming a writer of that genre but somehow I wasn't always inspired; the ideas came in fits and starts. I also felt like I was trying to fit into a mould that simply wasn't me, which part of me was rebelling against. When I realised my identity as spirit, writers' block became a thing of the past. I realised inspiration was everywhere.

For a while I didn't write anything. I simply observed nature. I would go for long walks and let nature reveal its secrets. A walk in the park was a journey of self-discovery; it was just magic. I was able to see love in all things. When I started writing again, I reinvented "writing from experience", which is writing about my experience of God's presence in all things. That is what practical spirituality means for me.

At first, I searched for like-minds on the Internet to share practical spirituality, God/Love in all things, with. Most of the spiritual forums were of people studying a particular spiritual teacher or teaching, discussing the ideas from the teacher/teaching, and sharing how they are applying these teachings in their lives. As I wasn't attached to any particular teaching, doctrine, or discipline, I found my vision didn't quite match these forums. I was interested in the basic principle of love in action. I soon discovered a website called power to share whose vision matched mine:

"The subject of this site is practical spirituality, not as taught by any master, church, or special school of thought, but just as I'm learning it – like you. If either of us would have finished with the joy of learning or realized complete clarity, we wouldn't be sharing this experience, better known as the world.

"What arises or comes through, should be shared now. We have to communicate as independent students of our own way. I am the teaching of what I have to learn. I can only demonstrate what I am. What I do not accept for myself, won't consciously exist in the world, so it remains separated from its source, which means suffering. What I accept wholeheartedly, however, will exist in and way beyond it, because the world – this experience we create together – is not a closed universe.

"We don't need special instruction. We only need joyful moments of recognizing and remembering, which playful learning actually is. Our knowing soul can take it from there and she won't be hindered by the distortions that every translation of inner truth involves." power to share
Here was a website where you can share from whatever perspective you're coming from without anyone thinking you're not being faithful to a teaching. And the most important thing is instead of intellectualising about an idea, writers are sharing how they are applying whatever ideas they believe in to their lives.

While I have set up other personal blogs I will always support power to share because I love Stan's vision of practical spirituality. As I see it, realising one's nature as spirit is not about waiting for a time in the future when you will become awake; awakening is occurring in every moment you are aware of love's presence.

Thank you Stan for holding the vision and persisting with it. Your vision has attracted like-minds to share the vision with you.

Thank you Susan for your support.

Thank you to all the wonderful writers who are freely giving what they are freely receiving.

Thank you to all the readers.

Thank you God for being our source of inspiration.

With love,
Enocia

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Dead Men Walking

2007-01-08T14:31:00.000Z

"To surmount maya was the task assigned to the human race by the millennial prophets. To rise above the duality of creation and perceive the unity of the Creator was conceived of as man's highest goal. Those who cling to the cosmic illusion must accept its essential law of polarity: flow and ebb, rise and fall, day and night, pleasure and pain, good and evil, birth and death. This cyclic pattern assumes a certain anguishing monotony, after man has gone through a few thousand human births; he begins to cast a hopeful eye beyond the compulsions of maya." The Law of Miracles
There is nothing but Light. Light is in all time and all space and is the only cause.

Because Light is all there is, Light cannot choose one reality over another such as sickness over health, or light over darkness. Light is in sickness and health; is in light and darkness; is in poverty and wealth. The moment I choose health over sickness, good over evil, wealth over poverty, I'm locked in the dream of duality.

What is the dream of duality? It's a reality where life is experienced as moving in polarised flux: birth and death; sickness and health. It is a reality where you're trying to replace one dream with another. In this dream we're dead men walking meaning that no matter how much you try to fix yourself with nice clothes, have the best doctors, use the best creams to make you look ageless, eat the best meal, as long as you're still experiencing life as a duality, you're a dead man walking. It's only a matter of time before you die and have to play the game all over again, albeit in a different body. What's the point of continuing the same old cycle?

The way you transcend the "dead men walking" mentality is to realise the changeless Light as your true identity and the only cause. In other words, Light is all there is. Because my identity is Light, all my actions are carried out by the Light. It is the Light that is walking, talking, moving, writing, communicating with others and simply being.

So I noticed I had what felt like an ulcer on my gum. My initial reaction was to direct healing energy at it but then I reminded myself that in trying to get rid of it, I was seeing the ulcer as bad; and where there is something bad, it has to be replaced with something good, right. Uh oh, dead men walking!

What to do? What to do?

Aha! Light is all there is, therefore, right where the ulcer is there is Light. I let the Light express as me in whatever form it chooses.

All is Light.

Enocia

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How Do You Beat the Computer?

2007-01-06T14:25:00.001Z

"I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service. And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God." Romans 12: 1-2
So a friend emailed me a computer game called Magic Gopher. It's one of those games that ask you to add numbers up and then the "fakir" appears to tell you what you've been thinking. At first, my focus was on winning the game, and I found it annoying that the computer kept winning. How come I keep losing?

I was reminded of three articles I'd written called: Stop Trying to Figure Things Out, Taking Nothing For Granted and All That You Seek You Already Are. Of course! Why try to work things out when I am the answer? The answer will come to me either through me or through other channels.

In the meantime, I exchanged banter with the originator of the email who teased me about not being able to come up with the solution even though I claim to be all-knowing. I said other parts of me would come up with the solution. And this is exactly what happened.

Two friend emailed me pointing out the formula the computer was using: the sum total of the final digits always has to add up to 9 i.e. 9, 18, 27, 36, 45, 54, 63, 72, 81, 90.

I had also worked out that when I use the example the computer is suggesting which is 36, all the numbers that add up to 9 (as listed above) had the same symbol as 36. One thing I was still puzzled about was how the computer knew what we were going to choose. My friends pointed out that no matter what numbers you choose, the final numbers always add up to 9; which means the computer can't lose.

Now that we know how the game works, there has to be a way to beat the computer.

The game is symbolic of mind working with pre-determined variables of cause/effect and duality. This means no matter what you do, there's always its opposite. The moment you "enter" this reality, you are programmed with these variables. Even when people are meant to publicly declare their undying love and devotion to one another at a wedding ceremony, the couple make a vow to stay together for richer/poorer, sickness/health until they part at death. Thus, according to this programme, we have no choice but to accept duality as our lot in life.

Let's look at another example of duality in action: aging. There are lots of anti-aging products on the market that claim to slow down aging. You could try and slow aging all you like but as long as you've got the belief in aging, you're going to grow old and die. In other words, no matter what you do the answer is always the same - experiences of duality. You have two choices: surrender to the programme or find ways to fight the programme, and end up with the same result.

Is there a way to beat the programme? Of course. Remember the human programme works under duality. All you do is ignore that system and focus on another system, singularity that operates under different rules, which you use to re-programme your mind.

What do I mean by singularity? All is one; all is light; all is love. It doesn't matter how things appear, they're all the one love, working towards the same goal. The moment I stopped trying to work out how the game worked, I received the solution.

Does this mean singularity will annihilate duality? As long as there are those willing to play the game of duality, that programme will still continue.

As regards the game, I did end up beating the computer. How? I chose numbers that didn't add up to 9. Some might call it cheating, but hey, who gives a toss. I'm free to make up my own rules, right?

All is one.

Enocia

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No Other Cause

2007-01-05T17:02:00.000Z

Remember the one true cause is Light, Goodness and Love.

There is no other cause.

No matter what the world would have us believe, there is only one cause and it is God.

This means all is made of love; and all is love.

Enocia

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How Sweet is Love

2007-01-05T16:27:00.000Z

"How sweet are thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth!" Psalm 119: 103
How sweet it is to love.
How sweet it is to be loved.
How sweet it is to know that all is love.
How sweet it is to be love.

Even when I haven't had anything to eat my mouth tastes sweet; it's like my saliva is secreting it's own nectar that's sweeter than honey.

That's love.

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What is Learning?

2007-01-03T11:40:00.000Z

I've heard it said that the earth is a school to learn many lessons. Well, I don't subscribe to that idea. As I see it, God is all there is. Why would God, the Omniscient One, need to learn any lessons? I believe, however, that I'm here for a different kind of learning: to explore all that God is being.

The above photo from Matthew Cromer's Gallery is called Canyon Dusk Silhouette, Shoshone Point, Grand Canyon NP. The tree in the foreground appears to be touching the sky and the canyon. This photograph represents the All There Is. There is no thought of separation, nor is there any need to know. All is one; all is known.

What if I had a desire to explore the canyon or to hug the tree? This desire gives rise to the reality of space. It is space that enables me to experience the tree and the canyon, just like the space on my hands enables me to experience having ten fingers.

There are times when I simply enjoy being one with all, and there are times when I have a desire to explore what it means to be.

Learning is a tool I use to experience the All There Is.

Enocia

Thank you Matthew for your wonderful gifts of learning.

Satellite Navigation System

2007-01-02T16:03:00.000Z

Times are changing.

Instead of relying on a map, a motorist can now have a satellite navigation system as his or her guide. No more stopping to check where you are, just trust in your guide.

Spirit is like a satellite navigation system. Unlike the car system that applies only to the earth’s satellites, the Spirit navigation system applies to all time and all space, the entire universe.

I am a Satellite Navigation System, the Vector8 model.

Enocia

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Creative Intelligence is Everywhere

2007-01-02T13:23:00.000Z

Only One exists.

The One is Creative Intelligence.

It is the One Creative Intelligence appearing as our thoughts, bodies, buildings, transports, all kinds of movements, organising traffic lights, as the Internet and all media forms, as art and music, nature, everything.

While Creative Intelligence is limitless in ideas and forms, it is always the One Creative Intelligence in all.

As I was contemplating the One as Creative Intelligence I was taking a long walk. The walk was effortless as if nothing was happening. Put another way, it felt as if nothing was happening because I had infinite energy; it's impossible to make a dent on infinity.

Creative Intelligence is all there is.

Enocia

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Use By Date? Yeah, Right!

2006-12-30T12:55:00.000Z

"Mother," I asked, "why don't you teach others the method of living without food?"

My ambitious hopes for the world's starving millions were nipped in the bud.

"No." She shook her head. "I was strictly commanded by my guru not to divulge the secret. It is not his wish to tamper with God's drama of creation. The farmers would not thank me if I taught many people to live without eating! The luscious fruits would lie uselessly on the ground. It appears that misery, starvation, and disease are whips of our karma which ultimately drive us to seek the true meaning of life." Autobiography of a Yogi
I bought some milk last week which hasn't been opened because I haven't had any breakfast cereal. The only other time I use fresh milk is when I drink tea, which is few and far between. I even had some milk left over from two weeks ago. This morning I decided to chuck out the remainder of the old milk and open the new bottle of milk, now a week old, and have some cereal. On second thought, I didn't feel like any cereal so I decided not to open it. Besides, it should be OK; the Use By Date says 3 January 2007.

Later I had this thought: What's Divine Love got to do with Use By Date?

God is Love and Light and Goodness and exists in all things and in all time. Since God is in that milk, what difference does it make when I use it? God is good for all time.

Of course, if we all went round thinking about the Light being present in all time, supermarket owners are not going to like this. How are they going to make profit when we believe nothing goes off because the Light of God is present in all?

Reminds me of a funny story a friend told me. While he was shopping at a supermarket, he noticed a shop assistant was getting rid of sandwiches that had gone past the Sell by Date. He picked one up. The shop assistant told him it was against supermarket policy to let customers have products that have gone past the Sell by Date. My friend said he wasn't bothered and refused to let the sandwich go. The shop assistant called a security guard for assistance. My friend held on for dear life to the sandwich. A scuffle followed, then he finally let go of the sandwich.

Use by Date? Bollocks to that! I will open the milk when I'm good and ready.

God is all and in all.

Enocia

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To My Beloved

2006-12-29T12:49:00.000Z

I've been meaning to tell you how much I appreciate you. Where shall I start?

It's good to know you're always there supporting me in all I do. Your love for me never changes.

When I needed space to explore what life means for me, you gave it to me. Actually, you were always present it just seemed like you were far away because that's how I wanted things to appear. You let me do things my way. When I got to a point when my life wasn't working and there was no one to turn to, you were right there to lift me up and show me the way.

You always have the perfect solution to every problem I've dreamed up. It's taken me a long time to realise that your way of doing things is completely different from the way the world believes things should be done. I'm now learning to trust in your ways.

I love that you guide me with lots of humour and fun. You have the patience of a saint; or is it you are saintly patient?

You're constantly revealing new ways of seeing the world; you never cease to amaze me. You make every day exciting and fun. I don't even mind when you wake me up in the middle of the night to fill me up with even more new inspiration.

You have a zillion and one ways of loving me. It is in your arms that I rest when I go to sleep. You wake me up with thoughts of love. You feed and clothe me. You take me wherever I want to go. When I feel the need for human contact, you appear as the very individual. I remember when I felt like a nice hug. What did you do? You appeared as a lovely young man who sat beside me. We were soon chatting and sharing life experiences. We went for a meal and he even asked me to go on a bus ride with him. I got a warm cuddle from him. Now this young man is one of my friends.

Remember that time on the bus when I chatted to you appearing as a man reading his newspaper? He was so friendly and held my hands even though we'd never met before. He said he wished he could spend the day with me.

It's curious though how most of your messengers of love are blokes. Is it because of the male/female thing, I wonder? Then again, many of your messengers have been cats, dogs and the odd pigeon.

Thank you for sharing your love of art, beauty and music with me. Even though you know I don't write music you still give me wonderful melodies. I would have produced many songs by now if I could be bothered to record them. I love that you are constantly reminding me of my favourite songs.

It's a pleasure to share your beauty all around me. I mean it's everywhere: clouds at sunset, in nature, art, a smile, someone's eyes, films, truth, fashion magazines, makeup...everywhere.

You are constantly reminding me of all the good there is in the form of inspirational stories via email and on the Internet. Thank you for giving me the love of writing.

When there has been a need, I have felt your healing presence. Sometimes, your healing balm is a gentle reminder that I am Love. Thank you for always seeing me as perfect.

There are times when I am content to simply be in silence with you. Sometimes I hear you as an inner sound within me and it's peaceful and pleasurable. Other times you appear as inner light.

Thank you for always being here and loving me no matter what. I am nothing without you.

I love you.

Enocia

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If At First You Don't Succeed, Lie Again

2006-12-28T15:13:00.000Z

I know we are all love but...

I'm waiting for a bus. A bus arrives at the stop and a man gets off. He sits next to me and says hello. I recognise him immediately.

In what seems like lifetimes ago, I met him at another bus stop. I was carrying shopping at the time and waiting for my bus. I remember him asking me whether I was in a relationship and I had foolishly told him I was single. He asked me if I was interested in sleeping with him. The last thing on my mind was sex and I was certainly not interested in him in that way. It took a while to convince him otherwise.

I wonder if he remembers me.

"How are you?" he says.
"Fine, thank you. And you?"
"Fine."
"Good."

After a pause he says, "Are you married?"
"Yes, I am," I say.

The man bolts from the seat. He doesn't even look back. So that's the magic password, one I should have used the last time we met.

I hope he finds someone suitable to play with.

Enocia

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Of Spirit and Claiming Your Spirit Passport

2006-12-28T13:16:00.000Z

"A double minded man is unstable in all his ways." James 1: 8

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"Tell me; where do you think God is?"

"Why, He is within me and everywhere." I doubtless looked as bewildered as I felt.

"All-pervading, eh?" The saint chuckled. "Then why, young sir, did you fail to bow before the Infinite in the stone symbol at the Tarakeswar temple yesterday? Your pride caused you the punishment of being misdirected by the passer-by who was not bothered by fine distinctions of left and right. Today, too, you have had a fairly uncomfortable time of it!" Autobiography of a Yogi
My body aches.

What do you mean by "my"?

I mean that which is part of me.

Who is this me? Do you mean the "me" that has a mother and father?

Of course not. I mean the me that is spirit that was never born, that has always existed, the me that simply is.

Are you saying that it is the spirit "me" that aches?

Of course not!

Come on, make up your mind. Either you ache or you don't.

I see what you mean. Obviously, the me that is spirit cannot ache.

OK, so...

So, there must be another me that does ache.

Hmmm, what you're saying is that there are two you's, right? The you that aches and the you that doesn't.

I guess so. But that doesn't make sense. There is only one me and that me is spirit.

Can I make a suggestion?

Yes please.

There is only one you that is spirit.

I know this to be true. Why do I still ache?

Because you hold a belief that there are two of you - that you are spirit and flesh.

But I don't. I know I am spirit having a human experience.

Aha, there you go!

What do you mean there I go?

I mean you are seeing yourself as a spirit having a human experience.

So?

So, if you see yourself as spirit and human then you should expect to have two kinds of experiences: one that is spirit and always perfect; and one that goes through a cycle of birth and death.

I see what you mean. The flaw is in my thinking.

That's correct.

How do I correct my thinking?

Simple. Just know that you are spirit having a spirit experience. This means that you are always spirit and everything is spirit. It doesn't matter whether you appear to be in "human form" know yourself as spirit and you'll find your experiences start to change accordingly.

I know, like when that woman hit my shoulder with her rucksack the other day. Though I heard the contact, her rucksack felt like a feather.

Exactly. There are many other demonstrations that you can share.

Yes, too numerous for me to write about here. Anyway, are you saying they are demonstrations of life as spirit?

Yes.

I see. Tell me something, when you say all is spirit, does that mean everywhere and everything?

Absolutely. Spirit is everywhere including your body, your home, in a pub, in a hospital, in a battlefield, in a church, in a mosque, in the office, in the library, in a bus, in a shop, in parliament, in the countryside, on top of Mount Everest, in the cemetery, in a grave, in the toilet, in the sea, in fire...everywhere. It doesn't matter what you're eating, whether it's meat, vegetables or toilet tissue, which I know you're quite partial to, all is spirit. The moment you believe spirit is in some things and not in others, you're back to the belief in spirit and flesh and living two lives: that of spirit man and that of flesh and blood man.

How do I integrate the two?

You don't integrate flesh and blood with spirit. You simply remember that there is only one reality and it is spirit including your body.

By this you mean, my body is spirit.

Exactly. There is only you as spirit and your body is spirit. Anything else is an illusion.

So if I say "my body aches" I'm speaking a lie, right?

Not necessarily. If you believe you are spirit having a human experience, then it is your human self, that goes through birth and death, experiencing pain. When you know that there is only spirit, then pain is impossible.

But what if I still experience pain, sickness and lack even when I know that I am spirit and all is spirit? That still happens.

They are simply echoes of how you used to see yourself. Just ignore them and remind yourself of who you are, that all is spirit. Keep on focusing on the truth that all is spirit.

That's all I have to do?

Yes. Don't try to change anything. Just know that you are spirit and all is spirit; and let the truth take care of the details.

Does this mean people around me will experience a similar reality as me?

To experience what it means to live as spirit, everyone has to claim the spirit identity for themselves.

What do you mean by claiming the spirit identity?

First comes the realisation that all is spirit. You then have to live this realisation as your experience. No one can do it for you. It's like applying for a passport. Just because you were born in the UK doesn't mean a British passport is going to be handed to you on a plate. If you want one, you're going to have to apply for one and show you're eligible. Your application is rejected if you don't meet certain requirements which could very well be because you've supplied the wrong information.

That's a brilliant analogy. We are all entitled to have spiritual passports but only a few have one because most put the wrong information in the application form.

Precisely. By divine right everyone is entitled to the spirit passport. However, if you believe you have to die first to be spirit then you've provided the wrong information and your application is rejected. If you believe you are spirit having a human experience, your application is rejected. If you believe spirit is in one religion and not in another, your application is rejected. If you believe spirit is in some places and not in others, your application is rejected.

Do we get other chances to make an application?

Of course. Every moment is a new opportunity to make another application until you receive your passport. However, just because you have a spirit passport doesn't mean you're always going to enjoy the benefits.

What do you mean? I thought once you have a spirit passport you've got it made.

Not necessarily. Remember it's taken you many years of having a double mind. If you lapse in memory and think of yourself as "only human" you're likely to forget you hold a spirit passport.

I can relate to having a passport and not being able to enjoy the benefits. This is when I let appearances fool me into forgetting that all is spirit.

Quite right. The moment you remember that all is spirit, you're back to enjoying all the benefits that come with having a spirit passport.

Wow! That's brilliant. I love it. One more question.

Fire away.

Who are you?

I am you.

Thank you.

Enocia

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Support

2006-12-27T15:59:00.000Z

"The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the LORD is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?" Psalm 27: 1
I accompanied my mother to the hospital today for some tests before her impending operation. Though I don't share my mother's belief in hospital treatment, I still support her in her journey and will be there with her regardless.

While we were waiting to see the nurse, I was struck by the tangible presence of Love everywhere. It doesn't matter where you are, Love is present.

I told mum about how I was feeling Love's presence all around us. I said that years ago when I was nervous about going to the dentist, what calmed me down was knowing that Love was present in the instruments, the dentists and the staff. It was my most peaceful at the dentist, ever. I found I didn't need to take any medication.

"It just shows that there's no need for us to fear anything," mum said.
"Exactly. Love is present in all time," I said. "This means Love is already present when you've been scheduled to have the op, in the surgeon, the instruments, the nurses. We get fearful when we forget that Love is everywhere."

The appointment went very well. Mum said she found the hospital staff very "amiable."

Love is support.

Enocia

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Answers are Everywhere Present

2006-12-27T15:53:00.000Z

"Whatever happened to that black singer who used to wear dark glasses? Is she still around?" my mother said.
"I know exactly who you mean. She sang "Dreams can come true", didn't she?" I said.
"I think so."
"Funny you should ask about her. A guy I met the other day reckoned if I wore dark glasses I would look like her. I can't remember her name, right now, but I'm sure she's still around."

For a few minutes I tried to recall her name but let it go. I knew the answer was present right where we were. Mum went back to watching television. She switched the channel to a live game show called Deal Or No Deal. I noticed one of the contestants was called Gabrielle.

"Mum, the pop singer you were asking about is Gabrielle."
"Yes, it is. It's amazing how they have the same name."
"See, they've called her name again. It's as if the universe is trying to bring her to our attention, just in case we didn't get it the first time."
"If you weren't here I probably wouldn't have noticed," she laughed.
"Answers are everywhere, you just have to be alert," I said. "I wonder how many people are thinking their prayers haven't been answered when in actual fact they're probably not paying any attention to what is already present?"

Yesterday, mum asked me to buy a birthday card for her grandson (my nephew) who turns 13 today. I suggested that as he's mad about football (soccer) I should get a football related card. I headed to the shops in the west end as I figured the shops would be open on Boxing Day. The card shop I had in mind was closed. Oh well, I might as well try my favourite bookshop. I hopped on a bus. At one bus stop I felt compelled to look to my left into a shopping mall I've never been in before. I spotted a sign for a stationery shop and jumped off. A few shops away from the stationery shop was a card shop called "Cards Galore." Aha! They're bound to have what I'm looking for.

I browsed through the cards but couldn't find any that was suitable. I asked a shop assistant if they had any cards about football. She rummaged through one section and said they used to but they must have sold out. While she was looking elsewhere, I was drawn to one particular card. The picture in front was a moving image of a man playing football. When you move it in one direction, it appears as if he's heading the ball; and when moved in another direction it looks as if he's kicking the ball. Perfect.

Answers are everywhere present.
Be open; be alert; be aware.

Enocia

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Life is Music

2006-12-23T15:03:00.000Z

Life is music. Music has always existed and will always exist.

One day Music decides to express Itself as a concert so It splits itself into:

A composer to write the music;
Musical instruments to play the music;
Musicians to perform the music;
A conductor to conduct the music;
Singers to sing the music;
Dancers to perform to the music;
A director to direct the concert;
Audience to enjoy the music;
Music technology such as stereos, IPODs and CDs to share and enjoy the music.

Music is all there is.
Life is Music.
Enjoy...

Enocia

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When You Know You're On a Wild Goose Chase

2006-12-23T12:03:00.000Z

Have you ever known you were on a wild goose chase and done it anyway? I had one earlier today.

As I planned to go into town later today, I figured I might as well use the Guildhall Library in the City and then go from there. That was the logical thing to do. After the initial "flurry of activity" of catching the bus I needed, I relaxed so I could enjoy the journey. It was then I had a knowing that the Guildhall was closed. I reasoned that it couldn't possibly be closed as it's only two days to Christmas; in any case, the other libraries are still open. But the knowing persisted. I didn't feel like getting off the bus. I reasoned that if it was closed I would head off into town. My knowing showed me an inner movie where I saw myself going to the library, being told it was closed, getting on another bus, and arriving at the library I normally use at 12 noon.

Pfff! It's only an inner movie! There's a danger of taking your intuition too seriously. I'm not getting off this bus. I'm off to the City of London!

Outside the Guildhall, I was met by a security guard. He asked me if I was going to the library and I said yes. He said it was closed till after Christmas and I should have called first. Bloody logic! Instead of heading into town as planned, I caught another bus back and came to the library I'm in now. Guess what time I arrived? 12 noon.

Such is life on the wild goose chase lane.

At least it shows my knowing is spot on, and I got a story out of it; so it's all good.

I and my knowing are one.

Enocia

The Almighty at Work

2006-12-22T10:19:00.000Z

Sometimes, to paraphrase Robert Burns, the best laid plans can cause one nothing but grief. This is why I believe in going with the flow.

My friend and I have just finished working in the library. As she only lives local, I'm walking with her as far as her house then heading off into town. She decides to stop off at a local internet cafe for a few minutes. Just as I am saying goodbye she invites me to have dinner at her house. It's so spontaneous I don't have time to think, so I accept her invitation

My friend's sister is sixteen today. She plans to see her later this evening. She figures while she's waiting for her sister to call her, she will make us something to eat. By the time we've finished eating it will be time to visit her sister's. I intend to watch the film, Bruce Almighty with Jim Carrey. I haven't seen it before and have a feeling it's going to be well worth watching. I'm hoping to get home on time to see it.

My friend has prepared some stir fried chicken and rice which I thoroughly enjoy; I'm dead impressed that she's made her own apple pie, which is delicious. We drink some wine, have fun chatting about life in general, and watch television. Her sister telephones to say she's still out celebrating her birthday and by the time she gets home it will be too late to see her. They arrange to meet up the next day. My friend tells me I'm welcome to watch the movie at her place.

Just as I expected, Bruce Almighty is hilarious. After Bruce has been complaining to God, God gives him almighty powers to teach him a lesson. At first Bruce is enjoying using his powers until he starts hearing voices in his head. He soon realises they are prayers. Bruce can't handle the prayer requests so he decides to give everyone what they want. Hundreds of thousands of people in the local town win the lottery, each receiving a grand total of $17, which causes a riot. It's well worth seeing.

At home, my mother is watching a documentary about animals giving birth. Funnily enough I was working on an article where I was going to use child birth as a metaphor but for some reason it was proving to be hard labour so I left it in draft. I see the Universe wants me to have more information before finishing off the piece.

I believe ideas are constantly seeking to be expressed by the Almighty All There Is. Instead of having fixed ideas about how they should be made manifest, the trick is to let the ideas express in their own way.

"The Almighty at Work" was produced and directed by the All There Is Production Company.

Cast:

Enocia as Herself

Co-starring:

My friend and her sister
My friend's sister's friends
The cast and crew of Bruce Almighty
The television manufacturers and TV companies
The chicken, vegetables, spices, wine producer, farmer, and supermarket staff
The gas company
The library staff
Blogger.com, Google.com and all blog providers
The Internet
The bus company
My mother
Robert Burns

MMVI

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The Timeless Now

2006-12-21T10:29:00.000Z

Last night, I watched a very poignant episode of the sci-fi series, Torchwood. Before I elaborate on the episode, here is a bit of background. Torchwood Institute was "formed to research and combat paranormal threats to Great Britain, and use their findings to make the British Empire great again. To those ends, it acquires and reverse engineers alien technology by any means deemed necessary."

In the episode called Out of Time, a plane that took off in 1953 lands in present day Cardiff (Wales). The passengers are met by three Torchwood members: Gwen, Owen and Jack. The passengers are informed that their plane went through a time rift, which means they can never go back to their time. Each member of the Torchwood team makes a connection with each passenger.

Owen and the female pilot, Diane, forge a friendship. Owen believes they can have a sexual relationship but he ends up falling in love with her, which is a first for Owen. She feels the same way about him. Unfortunately for Owen, Diane is way too much of a free-spirit to be tied down to any century. She decides that she would rather fly off somewhere else, leaving Owen devastated.

The oldest passenger, John, is anxious to find his son, who is his only living relative. He discovers his son has Alzheimer's disease and is now living in a residential home. John pays his son a visit but he doesn't recognise him. He finds it hard to fit into modern society and in desperation he tries to commit suicide by inhaling exhaust fumes. Jack, the head of Torchwood, finds him just in time. Jack tells him he can relate to his situation because he once died and after he was brought back to life, he became an immortal. Jack said he's now living out of time and feels very much alone. Although John understands where Jack is coming from, he feels he would rather die than live in a reality he cannot understand. Jack complies with John's wish and sits with him as he dies. Jack is unaffected by the exhaust fumes.

Gwen takes the third passenger, an 18 year old woman called Emma, under her wings. Although Emma is sad that everyone she once knew and loved are dead, she's determined to start life afresh in a new city. Gwen has to let Emma go to London to pursue her dreams.

This episode was particularly poignant for me because I could relate to the three passengers' dilemma. I feel very much as if I'm living out of time. In fact, I've always felt like I was out of time but as I was educated in the system, I got accustomed to its ways. When I woke up to my true identity as Spirit, I could no longer relate to the system. I feel very much like John in this respect and went through periods of feeling very lonely and wanted out but I knew it wasn't an option. Because I'm being myself, I'm very much like Diane, a free spirit, who can't fit in with society's ways of being. At the same time, I can relate to Emma who is full of optimism about life because my real self is full of joy. Every day is a new adventure to explore the wonder of life.

I can also relate to Jack and his colleagues at the Torchwood Institute. I interact with people on a daily basis, even communicate with them at some level, but there are very few people I can speak to about who I am. How can I, when what I know to be true is contrary to the dominant view of reality? It's not my place, however, to impose my beliefs on anyone or to change the world. All I can do is be true to myself and share who I am being.

Great series, Torchwood; highly recommended.

Enocia

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The Causeless Cause

2006-12-20T12:17:00.001Z

A few months back I met this man who told me about how he was abused as a child. He said even though he's now in his seventies, he's still hurting.

"You know, I can relate to your experience," I said. "A lot of people go through stuff as children. Tell me, how are you feeling at the moment?"

"Fine," he said. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, are you going through abuse now?"

"No."

"Right now, as you're speaking to me, you're happy, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Well then."

He couldn't relate to what I was saying, which is not surprising. I'm sure we've all been there when you're so focused on your pain you can't see all the love and goodness that's around you. Reminds me of a wonderful song called Patience by Take That which goes:

Just have a little patience
I'm still hurting from a love I lost,
I'm feeling your frustration.
Any minute all the pain will stop.
Just hold me close inside your arms tonight,
Don't be too hard on my emotions

(Chorus)
Cause I need time.
My heart is numb, has no feeling.
So while I'm still healing,
Just try and have a little patience.

I really wanna start over again,
I know you wanna be my salvation.
The one that I can always depend.

I'll try to be strong. Believe me,
I'm trying to move on,
It's complicated but understand me. Patience
The song represents the universal human condition where people have many issues to deal with.

I want to love you but I can't because I'm hurting from a previous relationship.
I want to trust you but I can't because my parents broke my trust.
Maybe, if you love me I'll be able to heal.

You are soon on a quest to find your salvation in the form of other relationships, spiritual gurus, religion, alcohol, drugs, gambling, therapy etc.

I sought salvation in relationships but when that didn't work out I went through six months of psychotherapy to discover why my relationships weren't working. According to my therapist, I had a lot of emotional issues from my childhood to deal with. She recommended that along with the sessions with her, I needed to do group therapy with women survivors who had had similar experiences. One day in a group therapy session, as I was listening to the many horror stories, which made me feel as if I wasn't worthy to be in the group, I had this thought that I was stuck. I could see that instead of seeing ourselves as victims, we were seeing ourselves as survivors. A victim looks at herself in the mirror and sees a survivor; both are different sides of the same coin. I realised I was neither a survivor nor a victim, I was me. I stopped all therapy.

We get trapped in our stories because we believe our thoughts and emotions are in control. In other words, our thoughts, emotions and experiences are the cause of our lives. When I stopped seeing myself as a victim or survivor, it raised an important question for me: If I'm not my thoughts, emotions and experiences, who am I?

"Mind, nor intellect, nor ego, feeling;
Sky nor earth nor metals am I.
I am He, I am He, Blessed Spirit, I am He!
No birth, no death, no caste have I;
Father, mother, have I none.
I am He, I am He, Blessed Spirit, I am He!
Beyond the flights of fancy, formless am I,
Permeating the limbs of all life;
Bondage I do not fear; I am free, ever free,
I am He, I am He, Blessed Spirit, I am He!" Autobiography of a Yogi
I am that which is free from all concepts. I am freedom. I am spirit. I am causeless.

What do I mean by causeless?

Causeless means without a cause. It means I am consciousness that has always existed and will always exist. Consciousness is all there is.

Right now as I'm typing this piece, there is nothing but Consciousness. Consciousness pervades and interpenetrates all that appears. Consciousness is in all things and is all things.

Because Consciousness is all there is, there is no other cause. Therefore, the universe hasn't got a material cause nor is it mental, it is Spirit which is causeless.

Now, Consciousness has many attributes. Love is one such attribute that we can all relate to. I don't mean the emotional love that is here today and gone like the wind, but Love as essence that is always present. You don't have to do anything to experience Love, Love is; and Love is causeless.

Love knows nothing of time and space. How can there be time and space when Love is all time and space? Time and space only makes sense when you see yourself as separate from what you are experiencing. Where there is only Love, then it is Love moving from Love through Love to Love. There is nothing but Love.

I am Consciousness; I am Love.

Enocia

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No Beginning or End

2006-12-19T13:34:00.000Z

While I've been writing on the Internet, I've been listening to songs from the Take That website. I love this group and I'm so glad they got reunited. The first song that comes on when you log on is one of my favourite - it's called "Back for Good." At the end of the song I press the Back arrow and then Back to the site. I've listened to this particular song over and over again and I still love it.

At one point the website went offline and it wouldn't come on. After several attempts and no joy I realised I was seeing the website as having a form. What has form always has a beginning and end. Time to realise the truth of the situation.

"Take That" is Light and Light has no beginning or end.

I then logged into the new Take That website and listened to their latest single called "Patience," which is also very good. After I'd finished listening I logged into the other website. It was now working perfectly; I resumed listening to "Back for Good" for the umpteenth time. I mean that literally.

Take that light and love.

Enocia

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What Utter Madness!

2006-12-19T13:12:00.000Z

I was working on the Internet in the library. As my time was running out, I asked a librarian to extend my time.

"You've been working on the Internet for hours. Don't you think you should be taking a break?" she said.
"No, I'm working."
"I work on the Internet but I still have to take breaks."
"I don't need a break, thank you."
"Well, on your head be it," she said. "Don't blame us if you start having troubles with your eyes."
"Actually, I used to wear glasses but I stopped wearing them years ago."
"How is that possible?"
"I simply believed that's all."

Her bespectacled eyes stared at me as if I was crazy.

Thank goodness for madness!

Enocia

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Light Needs No Teachers or Students

2006-12-19T12:20:00.000Z

In my humble opinion, the Universe is composed of Light, which makes all of us Light beings.

As Light is all knowing, all powerful, and all present, It lacks nothing. This also means It doesn't need to be taught anything; the paradigm of the student and teachers is, therefore, foreign to the Light.

Light beings simply express and share all the love they are being.

Enocia

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The Wonder of Beliefs

2006-12-19T10:19:00.000Z

On the bus this morning an elderly-looking woman came in with a dog that looked like a black Labrador. He was so sweet, the dog I mean, but he didn't look very happy. He looked quite "elderly." I asked the woman how old the dog was. She said he was only nine, but he's been ill with diabetes. She said the dog even went blind. The dog had to be admitted to a veterinary hospital where they removed the cataracts. She said the dog had still not got over her illness.

I stroked my little friend's head, the dog I mean.

After the woman and her dog got off, I marvelled at the power of beliefs. Our beliefs about sickness have enabled us to develop all these wonderful technologies to help eradicate our beliefs. Now the animals are getting in on the act, poor sods.

Well, I'm a simple woman with simple beliefs. I believe in the Light that is in all and that Light is Abundance, Acceptance, Beauty, Being, Brilliance, Creativity, Divine Energy, Freedom, Fulfilment, Gentleness, Goodness, Grace, Harmony, Inspiration, Intelligence, Joy, Life, Light, Love, Magic, Majesty, Oneness, Order, Originality, Peace, Perfection, Power, Presence, Purity, Radiance, Reality, Simplicity, Soul, Source, Spirit, Stillness, Supply, Support, Truth, Wealth, Wholeness, Wisdom, Wonder...to name but a few attributes.

Love and Light.

Enocia

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Light is All and in All

2006-12-18T11:31:00.000Z

"When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee: when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee. For I am the LORD thy God..." Isaiah 43: 2-3

The Lord is everywhere
And always perfect:
What does He care for man's sin
Or the righteousness of man? Bhagavad Gita: The Song of God
I believe Light is all there is. This means all things are made of Light. It also means Light interpenetrates all time, all space, all realities and all experiences.

I put this idea to my mother about the Light of God being present in all things, even what we consider to be "evil."

"Did you know God is in guns?"
"I can't believe God that is good can be in a weapon that can kill."
"Do you believe God is omnipresent?"
"Yes, I do."
"This means God is in all space including this room we are in now, right?"
"Yes, He is."
"What if two people were fighting right here in this room and one shot another? Do you agree that regardless of their actions, God is still in this room, in the people and in the weapon?"
"I see what you mean? God is in everything, it's just that we don't see things that way. We tend to think that God can't be in something evil."
"The Light of God is all that is Perfection and Goodness and in everything, regardless of whether we see it as good or evil. We simply need to realise that God's Light is the only reality and our experiences will reflect this."

One of my favourite films is The Truman Show. Truman is an orphan who has been living in a TV show since he was a baby. Everyone around him - his family, friends, neighbours, colleagues, acquaintances, everyone in the town - are actors. In Truman's world there are days and nights, changing of the seasons, and nature. The show is so convincing that for many years Truman believes he's living in the real world. In truth, it is the producers of the show and the TV audience who are living in the real world.

Although Truman's reality appears to be unreal, his reality is nevertheless interdependent with the "real world." This means that in order to sustain Truman's reality of having a job, running a car, having a house, shopping, socialising with friends; experiencing seasonal changes, climatic conditions and night and day, the producer and his team are constantly providing Truman with all he needs. Put another way, the power from the producer's world interpenetrates Truman's world. This power is the equivalent of Infinite Light/God that interpenetrates all time and space.

One day Truman falls in love with an actress in the show. She tries to convince him that his life isn't real, but she's quickly removed from the show. The producer arranges for Truman to meet another actress and they end up getting married. Truman never forgets his one true love and vows that one day he's going to go looking for her. This desire spurs him on until he starts to realise that the world is not as it appears. When he discovers the whole Truth, the producer of the show, Truman's adopted father, tries to convince him to stay, but Truman bows out of the show leaving his "father" devastated.

I believe this reality called earth is another version of The Truman Show. Many people believe it is the only reality when in actual fact it is one of many sub-plots within a grander play. Although more and more people are now waking up to the truth that there is a lot more to life than appearances, the illusion is so compelling that once you wake out of one sub-plot, you find yourself caught up in another plot. To wake up the way Truman did in the show, you have to realise that there is only One Light that is all and in all.

When I "woke" up to the ONE I started seeing the human experience, and many other realities like it, as nothing but a grand TV show with excellent entertainment.

Speaking of entertainment, I watched a programme on television the other night called Extinct. The programme makers were trying to raise awareness about animals in danger of extinction. The idea was the audience should vote to save their favourite animal under threat. Half of the money raised would go to the winning animal and the other half would be divided equally to help save the other animals. The tiger ended up winning the lion's share. Haha.

While the reporters and celebrities were harping on about saving the planet and animals from extinction, I could only see the Light that is in all forms including the animals and the very places they believe needed protection. How can Light need protection when the Light is perfection? Nothing can be added to or taken away from perfection. Still, it was an entertaining show and well worth watching.

The wonderful thing about seeing the Light is I have no interest in convincing others to see things my way. Who cares what stories the media comes up with? Who cares what the government believes? Who cares what nutrition experts tell us is good for us. I mean, if I really cared I wouldn't be eating tissue paper, would I? I happen to love tissue paper. All I care about is focusing on the truth, as I see it, that Light interpenetrates all forms and all realities. This means that

Light is in sickness and health.
Light is in wealth and poverty.
Light is in pain and pleasure.
Light is in peace and war including weapons of mass destruction.
Light is in thoughts and emotions.
Light is in all experiences we define as "good" or "evil."

Does having the realisation that Light is all mean the world is going to be transformed and we'll have lasting peace. Yes, but only for ones who have this vision. I've met people who have told me how uplifted they have been in my presence but the moment they return to their "reality" they're back to normal, whatever that means. This is because while I'm sharing my vision, my friends are experiencing joy as I experience joy. Being with me is the equivalent of taking drugs; you get high for a short time. If you want to experience joy all the time, you're going to have to be your real self that is Light; joy is only one of His many attributes.

Here's an interesting experience I've just had. While I was working on another article, a man came over to me.

He said, "I just want you know that you had no right speaking to me the way you did. Don't you ever do that again."

Huh? I've never spoken to the man, at least not in my reality. I didn't try to reason with him as he seemed to be dreaming, I simply thought that the Light of Love is everyhere present even my deluded friend, and returned to my writing.

Light is all in all.

Enocia

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Everything Works Out for the Best

2006-12-18T10:11:00.000Z

"Are you going out later?" my mother asked.
"Yes, I am,"
"In that case could you do me a favour?"
"What?"
"I just want you to photocopy something for me and put it in the post. You could let me have the copy later. That's all."
"No problem," I said.

I decided to meditate for an hour or so. I was having so much fun I didn't feel like going out anymore but wanted to continue meditating.

"Mum, I'm going to stay in and meditate," I said. "The letter you wanted can be posted tomorrow, right?
"I suppose so," she said.

After several hours of meditation, I emerged from the silence. It was time to put the rubbish out to be collected in the morning. Just as I was about to open the front door, the door bell rang. There was a man with a package for my mother.

"How come you're delivering on a Sunday?" I said.
"I had some backlog that I'm finishing off today."

I signed the form on my mother's behalf and gave the package to her.

"Just as well you never went out to photocopy that document," mum said, "because the package has arrived."

It turned out that a while back, mum had ordered something but hadn't received it. When she phoned the company about her order, they told her they'd already sent it. They sent her a form to fill in confirming that the order had been lost in the post. After Saturday's post and still no package, she decided to send the Loss Form. The Loss Form was what she had wanted me to photocopy and post for her.

"Wow, God arranged for me to stay in and meditate, which prevented me from photocopying the form. If I had posted the form, it would have been for nothing. God even delivered your package on a Sunday. Don't you think that's amazing?"

"Yes it is," mum said. "Everything works out for the best."

Amen to that!

Enocia

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One Love, Many Guises and Special Relationships

2006-12-16T12:20:00.001Z

The One Love is appearing as the many guises.

Yesterday, I met an Internet friend for the first time in person. It felt like I'd known him forever. Actually, I have known him forever, it's simply the first time I'm meeting him in his current form/guise. We went to sit in the local park. We discussed the types of music we both loved and how a lot of popular music these days sound the same. The performers move in the same way and lack originality. As we were chatting a young man approached us. One side of his face was badly bruised as if he'd been in a fight. The man started rapping to us about his life experiences. Funnily enough, he was moving in a way a lot of these performers move in their music videos. I felt so much love for him. According to his song, his girlfriend had beat him up. As it was drizzling we got up to leave but the young man said he hadn't finished his story. He said he was a good man and he had a good heart. He told us to remember the "One Love." While I was hugging him he whispered in my ear that he wished he could have me as his girl friend. He asked my friend for some cigarettes and my friend gave him half a packet. He asked us what our names were. We told him. He prayed for God to bless us. We said goodbye. As we walked away my friend told me he's seen the guy around the local hospital where he works.

We headed off to the local pub. My friend bought some beer but I didn't fancy any alcohol and opted for soft drink. As we sat in a corner chatting we noticed a man and a woman sitting on stools near the bar. We ended up sharing life stories with them. They even bought us drinks. My friend found the couple very inspiring. Our new friends couldn't believe we'd only just met. They thought we were a loving couple. Of course we are, we are all in LOVE. It was wonderful being with them.

Later, my friend taught me how to shoot pool, which I've never done before. Even though I was crap at it, I still ended up winning because he accidentally potted the black ball which means the opponent automatically wins. I practised shooting the balls and managed to get a few in the pockets; my friend found my technique rather amusing though.

One of the things I discussed with my friend while we were in the pub was the notion of special relationships. I said I keep meeting men of like-minds that I connect with in Love but I find I don't know how to love them in a special way. I'm reminded of the book, Autobiography of a Yogi. After Sri Yukteswar death he returns to give account of the "after life."

"The earth-liberated astral being meets a multitude of relatives, fathers, mothers, wives, husbands, and friends, acquired during different incarnations on earth, as they appear from time to time in various parts of the astral realms. He is therefore at a loss to understand whom to love especially; he learns in this way to give a divine and equal love to all, as children and individualized expressions of God. Though the outward appearance of loved ones may have changed, more or less according to the development of new qualities in the latest life of any particular soul, the astral being employs his unerring intuition to recognize all those once dear to him in other planes of existence, and to welcome them to their new astral home. Because every atom in creation is inextinguishably dowered with individuality, an astral friend will be recognized no matter what costume he may don, even as on earth an actor's identity is discoverable by close observation despite any disguise." The Resurrection of Sri Yukteswar
My feelings exactly! I'm constantly meeting old friends that I've always loved and will always love. How can I treat one more special than another? The best thing is to love them as both my spirit friends and spirit play mates that I can enjoy being with. The only snag is some spirit friends in male garbs tend to want a sexual type friendship or a special type relationship. Why can't we just have fun being with one another and loving one another, the way we used to as children, without the fuss or muss?

One love, one heart
Let's get together and feel all right Bob Marley
I love you all.

Enocia

Related articles: Heaven is Now; The Many Hues of Love; Meeting with Friends; Networking; My Friends of Love-Light; As High as a Kite; Cherished Memories

Help!

2006-12-15T11:50:00.000Z

Why do we find it so difficult to ask for help? Is it because we believe we're self-sufficient? Is it because asking makes us seem dependent and weak? Is it because we don't want to share the glory with anyone?

There is a way of offering help without encroaching on another's freewill.

This morning I went shopping with my mother. Even though I could have done the shopping on my own, I sensed she wanted to help. At the same time, she seemed to find it uncomfortable walking up and down the aisles in the supermarket. I asked if she wanted to sit down while I did the shopping. She agreed.

At home I tried to open the deodorant we'd just bought but the lid wouldn't budge. I checked to see whether it had been stuck by tape or something, but it wasn't. I asked God to open it. I left it alone for a few seconds. When I turned the lid, it opened effortlessly.

On my way to the local bus/train station I noticed two young women going up the stairs with their suitcases. One was already at the top while the other was trying to drag a huge suitcase up the stairs. I asked her if she wanted help and she said yes. She said a man had just walked by and hadn't offered to help and was grateful for my assistance.

Help is always readily available. We only need to be open to receive in any form the help takes.

With love,
Enocia

Related articles: The Personal versus the Universal Approach; Dependence

Being Present

2006-12-14T11:25:00.000Z

Tell me Oh Wise One, how can I be myself?

When you are fully present and being all that you are, you're being yourself.

Fully present? What's that then?

When you're focused 100% on what you're experiencing, you're being yourself. By yourself I mean the totality of All There Is, the One Self in all.

I've noticed when I'm travelling on the bus and fully present, it's as if no other reality exists but the one I'm currently being.

Indeed, no other reality exists outside of Self. Right now you're being the Self. Any attempt to be otherwise means you're being Not Self. Since only Self exists, anything else is an illusion. Illusion is fighting against what is.

Reminds me of a bus journey I had yesterday. I heard two guys complaining about how slow the bus journey was. They talked about how it would be nice to have an underpass where buses could travel instead of being caught in traffic.

When you're not fully present you appear to have a divided mind that is all over the place. In that state of consciousness you experience the world as "them" and "us."

By "divided" you mean in conflict, don't you?

Yes.

How does one stop being in conflict?

By realising that no matter what time or space you find yourself in, there is only One. Oneness, being the One, is being fully present where you are.

I remember you once said:

"When you are not fully present, you experience a sense of lack. When you are fully present, there is no room for lack. As the outer and inner are one, the fullness of who you are is created in the outer. There is therefore no need to worry about a thing as you know that all is well." The Lost Art of Forgetting
Yes.

It's so simple, isn't it? Focus on what you are being in every moment and you're automatically connected to the Whole. This means you don't even have to meditate to be one with all.

Meditation is one way of being the One, but that is only one way. Being present is another way.

Thank you. I've also found that when I'm fully present everything works out in perfect harmony and order.

Exactly. Because in that state of being present, you are being the one "I" that is in all. This "I" works for the good of all.

Wow, this is great stuff! Thank you.

You're welcome.

Enocia

Related articles: The One; The One "I"; How to Avoid a Divided Mind; The Lost Art of Forgetting

The Senses as Receiving Instruments

2006-12-13T14:04:00.000Z

The world is topsy-turvy. What seems to be is not, and what isn't is.

Let's take the senses as an example. They are meant to be tools for the Universe to express through. This means instead of trying to hear, smell, taste, feel or see, we're meant to receive through the appropriate sensory instrument.

Yeah right! Are you saying when my eyes get blurred it's because I'm trying to see?

Yes.

Are you saying when an optician comes up with a diagnosis that you are long or short-sighted that it's all a load of bollocks?

I wouldn't put it in such a colourful language, but yes.

Do you mean to tell me that if I simply receive my sight, I would have perfect vision?

I'm saying that when you stop trying to see but simply let whatever it is see through you, you'll find life to be effortless including seeing.

Wow, that's an interesting way to see things, so to speak.

Indeed. Just try it out.

I will.

And another thing, you will find that as you use your senses to receive, you will also receive the highest intention of each experience, regardless of appearance.

I don't understand.

I mean, you will receive what the highest intention of each experience is i.e. the good in it, before it was distorted.

That's excellent! Thank you.

You're welcome. I'll be seeing you.

Funny!

Enocia

Related articles: The Will to Do Good; The Real Purpose of the Senses

Honk, Honk!

2006-12-13T11:36:00.000Z

Apart from police, ambulance and fire engine sirens, or drilling machines where there are roadworks, the streets in London are pretty quiet. Motorists only use their honks to attract attention in emergency situations or when they are annoyed at other motorists or pedestrians.

I'm waiting at the bus stop for my bus home. I can see my bus approaching. There are cars parked on one side of the road. The same lane is chock-a-block with traffic. On the other side a car is blocking the bus' path. The bus driver is trying to squeeze through the narrow space. It seems like the only way he can get through is if the car moves out of the way but the car is staying put. Traffic on both sides is at a standstill.

After a few minutes of nothing happening, I decide it's time to realise God's presence. I see the Light of God everywhere and I know the Light is going to take that bus through that space, even if it has to create more space to do so. It had better because it's freezing.

The bus driver honks again. A woman driver on the other side honks in response, not in a frustrated way but in a jubilant way, just like some people do after football matches. I grin at her. She returns my grin and continues honking. In the meantime, the bus driver squeezes through the space and arrives at the bus stop.

As the bus drives away I can still hear the woman driver honking.

Honk if you're having fun!

Enocia

Light Expressing Self

2006-12-12T12:44:00.000Z

Last night in bed I felt my foot was getting cramps. I asked the Universe to connect me to the Light Grid that is the essence of all. The cramp got worst. And then I had a brainwave:

"LIGHT IS EXPRESSING AS ME NOW!"

The cramp was instantly dissolved.

Light is all there is.

Enocia

Related articles: Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid; Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid - Part 2

Nothing But a Hound Dog

2006-12-11T10:37:00.000Z

Yesterday I went to see the Mark Rothko collection at the Tate Modern. In the room I sensed a presence inviting the spectator to relax and immerse yourself in the art, which I did. Powerful stuff.

As I didn't feel like seeing anything else I decided to rest on the soft sofa that sits four people (ten if they're my size). I closed my eyes and enjoyed receiving comfort from the chair. I had a thought that there is so much love around all we have to do is receive. In order to receive all the love there is, you need to create channels with limitless capacities to receive. My blogs are channels I have created to receive love. People who have kids could very well be creating channels to receive their love.

I felt someone sitting beside me on the sofa. I opened my eyes to see a woman carrying a young baby. I asked her whether it was a boy or girl and she said it was a boy. The baby started crying and the woman breast-fed him. There was so much joy on the mother's face. I marvelled at how the baby was receiving all the love his mother had to offer with no hesitation at all. After I'd chatted to the woman I felt it was time to leave

Before I came into the gallery I noticed a busker (street performer/entertainer) outside who had a wonderful voice. I wondered if he was still outside. As I walked out of the gallery, I could hear the busker singing his version of "Starry, Starry Night." I was in two minds whether to listen or walk away. I noticed a dog carrying a little stick in its mouth. The dog walked over to the busker and dropped the stick at his feet. The busker said "cheers, mate" and continued singing. The dog stood wagging his tail then he found himself the best seat in the house, next to the busker. Cheapskates like myself, who hadn't paid anything, stood at a fair distance. The dog was gazing at the busker with such admiration that a few of us, humans, started laughing.

At one point the busker sang:

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now. Starry, Starry Night
Well, at least the dog is listening. Then the dog started howling to the music. People coming out of the gallery grinned and pointed at the dog. When the busker had finished his rendition a few of us applauded enthusiastically.

"Is it for me or the dog?" the busker said.
"Both," I giggled.

The busker told his audience that he had CDs for sale. He said he was going to do a final song. Before he did he asked a man sitting close by to call his dog away. The man did but the dog wouldn't budge. Who could blame him? That dog has paid good stick to listen to the busker.

"Please go away, I'm dog-phobic," the busker said.

The dog moved away and lay next to his human friend. As soon as the busker started singing, the dog was back sitting in his favourite spot and howling to the music. I was trying hard not to laugh but I couldn't suppress a grin. After a while the busker stopped singing. He said the dog was putting him off. I went over to thank the dog and put some loose change in the busker's box. The dog was very friendly and didn't mind me stroking his head.

"Maybe you should love the dog," I said to the busker.

The busker wasn't amused. I thanked him for his song and said goodbye.

On the one hand, I could understand why the busker wasn't too happy about having the dog in his audience. After working on producing a CD, it must look bad that his most devoted fan is a dog. Also, with the high cost of living in London, you can't buy anything with a stick these days.

On the other hand, the dog was demonstrating the nature of love as unconditioned. This means love is expressed in many ways but humans put conditions on how love should appear. Money is the most popular way most people like receiving love. When love comes in another form, they are not open to receive it. The dog expressed love by offering the busker a stick, showing his admiration, and howling to the music. The dog's presence certainly gave lots of people joy. It's a shame the busker couldn't see things that way.

I stopped off at a bookshop to browse a few magazines and then caught my bus home. On the bus a woman sat beside me. When some teenagers were leaving the bus, one dropped a card in the woman's lap. It was from the same bookshop I had visited earlier. The woman said it was such a bizarre experience. The way I see it, the boy was expressing love in his own way. My friend said she spent the day Christmas shopping. I told her I'd just come from the Tate Modern gallery. She even knew who Mark Rothko was. I shared the story of the singing dog, which she found very amusing.

On my final bus, although there were plenty of vacant seats available this woman chose to sit next to me. After a while I felt one nail was uneven and started filing it. My friend beside me asked if the nails were mine. Because of the white tips, my nails look as if I've had French Manicure. I said they were mine. She admired them. She said she used to have long nails like mine on her left hand but most of them were broken. I admired the nails on her right hand, which were very pretty and strong. We chatted for a few minutes until our last stop.

I don't care what the newspapers would have us believe, I know I live in love. It doesn't matter to me what form love appears; even if love comes in the shape of a hound, I am happy to receive it, thank you very much.

Love is all there is.

Enocia

Related articles: We Have All the Love in the World; Being Adorable; The Path of Receiving; Receiving; How To Avoid Blocks; How Big is Your Cup?

Thought of the Day

2006-12-09T13:01:00.000Z

God is a potato.

You can have Him boiled, mashed, roasted, sautéed, as chips (fries), as crisps (potato chips) etc, yet He is still a potato.

Enocia

Mary and Martha

2006-12-08T11:49:00.000Z

There is a story in the Bible about two sisters called Mary and Martha. One day they invited Jesus to their home. Presumably, the sisters had also invited other guests to hear Jesus teach. I would imagine Jesus' disciples were also present. The story goes that Mary went to listen to Jesus teach. Martha was annoyed that Mary wasn't helping her "serve" (entertain their guests) and complained to Jesus about it.

"And Jesus answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her." Luke 10: 38-42
In other words, instead of running around like a blue-arsed fly trying to serve people, Mary was focused on receiving spiritual nourishment, which is more important. The Bible doesn't say whether Martha continued serving her guests on her own or whether she went to listen to Jesus. I bet she continued faffing around while giving Mary filthy looks.

Mary and Martha represent two types of consciousness: being and doing. The world is full of Marthas. Marthas like to do. "What do you do for a living?" is the first question Marthas ask when you are first introduced. Even when Marthas get on the spiritual path they end up doing the path. Marthas come up with lots of techniques to do. They try hard to understand a teaching or truth so they can do it.

Marys realise that the universe is an expression of being. Marys know that there is nothing to do but be who you are. Love is being; Peace is being; Truth is being. Therefore, when you realise you are Love, you let Love be. When you realise you are Peace, you let Peace be. When you realise you are Truth, you let Truth be. While Marys still live in the world and appear to be doing normal things, they are being the experience. In other words, they allow the universe to express or be.

Now Marthas and Marys don't get on particularly well. If the truth be told, Marthas find Marys very annoying.

"Do something!" Martha shouts in frustration.

Mary simply smiles and says nothing knowing full well that all is well because the universe is.

It's funny how there are all these Marthas trying to change the world. Marthas are trying to impose their ideas of doing on Marys and expecting Marys to dance to their tune. Little do Marthas realise that their doing mean nothing. It is Marys, walking with the awareness that Love is, who have any real impact. And yet to Marthas, Marys appear to be doing sod-all.

In truth, there are no Marthas; there are only Marys dreaming they are Marthas.

All is Mary.

Enocia

Related articles: Some Thoughts on Meditation - Haha; Stop Trying So Hard!; Co-Creating with God; DoBeDoBeDo; Life is Unfolding Perfectly; Are You a Back-Seat Driver?

Self-Expression

2006-12-07T13:44:00.000Z

"Infinity chooses," he said. "The art of the warrior-traveler is to have the ability to move with the slightest insinuation, the art of acquiescing to every command of infinity. For this, a warrior-traveler needs prowess, strength, and above everything else, sobriety. All those three put together give, as a result, elegance." The Active Side of Infinity, Carlos Castaneda
While I was waiting for my bus yesterday morning, I was pondering about the piece I was going to write called We Have All the Love in the World. I thought about how the more children people have the more love they have to give.

I noticed a woman sitting beside me had on a lovely pair of earrings. I told her I loved her earrings. She said her husband, who has now passed away, gave them to her. She said he was a good man. They have three grown-up kids, two out of London and one living locally. She talked about her family with great affection. In a way she was the manifestation of how the one love gets magnified in families. It turned out we were waiting for the same bus. When our bus arrived I sat downstairs but she went upstairs.

A while back a friend, who lives out of London and is now working in London for a few weeks, asked if I fancied meeting up. I suggested yesterday evening as a possibility but then I realised they were showing the film, Love Actually on television, which I haven't seen before. I told him I couldn't meet up on that day and suggested another day but I didn't hear from him. Although I hadn't planned on meeting my friend, I kept seeing myself meeting up with him. So I decided to go to the place we'd arranged to meet. I figured if he was there I would spend an hour with him and then go home to catch the film.

On my way into town I had various options to get there by bus but I had a feeling I should use another route. En route I had this feeling the article I'd written wasn't complete. I remembered I hadn't included the discussion I had with the lady at the bus station earlier. Just as I was thinking about her, the same woman got on at the next stop. I sat next to her. She marvelled at how we'd met up twice on the same day. I told her I'd been working on an article and I liked what she said about family. I told her I had written a piece about how love is already here in abundance. She said there was so much love in families and this is particularly noticeable in a crisis. She talked about the importance of families pulling together. I asked my friend what her name was and she said Honey.

When my friend and I parted company, I caught another bus into town. At the bookshop I saw my friend at the cafe. I told him I could only stay for a short while. I was having such fun being with him I stayed a lot longer. It was well worth missing the film.

I went to catch my bus home. At the bus stop was a bus I wanted but just as I was getting on the doors closed. The same thing happened with the bus behind. How odd! A few minutes later, another bus turned up. It was one of those with a television screen where they have adverts on. I didn't pay any attention to the ads. After a while I looked up. On the computer screen was the word "Honey." Wow! I've just met a woman called Honey and there is Honey being reflected back at me!

When Love seeks to express Self, who am I to refuse?

Enocia

Some Thoughts on Meditation - Haha

2006-12-07T11:04:00.000Z

Meditation is a wonderful way to know and be our True Self.

While there are many different meditation techniques, I believe there are only two types of meditation: active and passive.

Active

Active meditation is when you're consciously trying to silence your thoughts, breathing, or whatever technique or rituals you're practising. Most of the techniques that are being taught are the "Active" type, where you are meant to be in control and tame the mind.

Passive

Passive meditation is when you have the idea to meditate and instead of trying to meditate, the meditation meditates you. The best way to describe this is by personal experience.

When I first started meditating it was because I had the idea that it would be fun. At first I tried to still my thoughts. After a while I got bored with this; besides it was too much like hard work and not fun at all. But something told me to persist. I would lie down with the intention of meditating and then let it happen. It didn't matter if I was still thinking, spaced out or fall asleep. All that mattered was having the intention to meditate. As time went by I would find myself without any thoughts. How did that happen? No idea. I guess stillness must have taken over.

One day the meditation took me to a realm of light where it felt like I was looking into the sun; but this Sun was millions of times brighter than our sun and it didn't hurt my eyes. I had a feeling I was being encouraged to go into the Sun but I resisted. I must have eventually surrendered because one day I found myself merged in with the Sun. I realised the Sun was/is who I am; who we all are. The Sun felt like the sum total of love, bliss, laughter, joy and fun. I never wanted to leave the Sun; I would stay in bliss for hours.

After that first experience of being the Sun, I wanted to be the Sun again and again. I started devoting my weekends to meditation where I would simply stay in my bedroom. Fortunately, I had a flatmate who was always away at weekends so I was never disturbed. I would then try to be the Sun. By trying, I was actively meditating; and all I ended up being was frustration. I would go for months and not experience the Sun. Only when I stopped trying, i.e. actively meditating, would the Sun reveal Its glory and I would lose myself in Being.

For me, the Sun was like experiencing real life. My everyday, waking, consciousness felt like death. I went through deep depression. All I wanted was to be the Sun forever not live in this, what I considered to be, God-forsaken reality. As time went by I realised that the Sun was teaching me, in a way that was tailored for my needs, how to live as the Sun in my waking consciousness. (See The Gift of Unbelief).

I believe everyone receives the call from Self to know who we are. Self shows each individual a way he can reveal Himself. Meditation is one such way. Most people hear the call and then try to know and be Self by actively meditating or whatever technique they are using and end up frustrated. I believe when you trust in the One who has called you, the One will reveal Himself in His own way.

I am Stillness.

Enocia

Related articles: The Gift of Unbelief; Japa; All is Light and Light is Love; Thought Impulses and Detachment; The Purpose of Meditation; The Trouble with Interpretation

We Have All the Love in the World

2006-12-06T11:08:00.000Z

We have all, the time in the world
Time enough for life to unfold
All the precious things love has in store
We have all the love in the world
If that's all we have, you will find
We need nothing more

Every step of the way will find us
With the cares of the world far behind us

We have all the time in the world
Just for love
Nothing more, nothing less
Only love We Have All the Love in the World, Louis Armstrong
The world we live in appears to be inflexible. Walls seem rigid and hard. When you bang your head against a brick wall it hurts. At least that's how things appear.

The truth is appearances can be very deceptive. What seems inflexible is actually very flexible indeed, it's a matter of having a shift of perspective.

I've heard about people involved in car accidents who have described how time seems to slow down, and they seem to have all the time to manoeuvre the vehicle. Others have described how their cars have collided with another and yet they have survived the collision.

In the UK we have this expression that the most unlikely thing that can happen to you is you could get run over by a bus. Two years ago I was nearly run over by a bus. I was running across the road for my bus but I didn't notice another bus approaching until it was too late. On the one hand, it all seemed to happen very quickly and I had very little time to react. On the other hand, the moment of impact seemed to stretch forever; I had all the time in the world to step away from the approaching bus, pick up my slipper that was underneath the bus, cross over the road, bang on the door of the bus I wanted and the driver let me in. It was only when I sat down that I realised what I had experienced.

What makes someone have all the time in the world to avoid an accident? What makes two cars collide and yet everyone survives the impact. It is love. Love makes the universe flexible and lets you see that we have infinite goodness all around and within us. As Louis Armstrong sings: "We have all the time in the world just for love."

In a previous article called Life is the Love-Light Expressing Self, I wrote:

"Later when I went to catch my bus there were many passengers wanting to get on the same bus. People were shoving one another. I thought "I live in Love and there's enough room for all." The jostling stopped instantly; passengers entered the bus in an orderly manner. There was more than enough room for everyone."
This means we have all the buses in the world. Yahoo!

Many parents have a lot of love to give their one child. As they have more kids they have more and more love to give. Where did the extra love come from? The love has always been there; it's a matter of expanding/stretching what they have.

The wonderful thing about love is you don't necessarily have to have had lots of experiences to have more love, joy or peace. You can draw on the one experience to give you joy forever. There are times when I only need to recall a memory and I'm feeling joy.

I've read many stories about people who have had near-death experiences (NDE) and used that one memory to bless millions of people. Tiffany Snow, for instance, was struck by lightning and nearly died. During her NDE she received insights about healing. She wrote:
"The healing happens when I remember how it was up there, and I see myself in front of Christ, holding the sick person in my arms. Then I feel that warm tingling again and the miracles happen, like I'm connecting to God just from my memory."
As you can see, Tiffany is drawing on that one memory of love to heal others.

As for walls being hard and inflexible, that's not true at all. A while back I was helping a friend move some furniture. We tried to move the table through the door but it wouldn't budge. After several attempts I asked God for help and the wall expanded enough for us to slide the table through.

And another thing, I've hit my head against a brick wall and it has felt as soft as a sponge. I have had grit in my eye that stung but when I shifted perspective knowing that all is love, it dissolved into nothing.

Instead of being mesmerised by appearances, I know things are not how they appear. I KNOW that we have all the LOVE in the world.

Enocia

Related article: Life is the Love-Light Expressing Self; Walking Joy; Speed; Trust in Love to Sort out the Details; Masters of Time; Love Has No Limits; Trust in the Many Hands to Make Light Work

The Gift of Unbelief

2006-12-05T11:14:00.000Z

"Then he answered and spake unto me, saying, This is the word of the LORD unto Zerubbabel, saying, Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit, saith the LORD of hosts." Zechariah 4: 6

"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path." Psalm 119: 105
While I believe pain is unnecessary, I acknowledge that some experiences I've had have been perfect gifts that have awakened me to my true self. What do I mean by true self? The I AM within me, the One that is in all that I call God.

My first conscious memory of hearing what I consider to be the Voice of God was when I was ten years old and involved in a car accident. (See Accident or Omnipresence at Work?). Years later when I got into meditation, I experienced God as Light. I felt myself merging as the Light and knowing that there is only Light. I've had this experience many times. The problem was I wasn't able to assimilate the Light into my every day awareness. I felt like I was living two different lives: the one who is Light that I experienced during meditation and the one going through the human drama. One day I received a gift, persistent pain in one knee, that helped me see that I am not Light having a human experience but Light being Light in all ways.

When I first had the experience of pain in one knee I went to my doctor. After he'd examined it and prescribed some pills for the pain he referred me to a consultant at the orthopaedic hospital.

While I was waiting to be called up to see the consultant I decided to try an osteopath a friend had recommended. She raved about how brilliant he was and had cured a persistent pain she used to have. He believed a trauma I'd experienced as a child, the accident, was the cause. He recommended that I get some Orthotic heels to help with the pain. This eased the pain somewhat but I was still looking for instant results. I had it in mind to see other therapists. The osteopath wanted me to see only him so I stopped seeing him. Besides, I wasn't that convinced about his method.

When I was finally called up to see the orthopaedic consultant, he examined my legs and sent me for an X-ray. After examining the X-ray picture he called another consultant to look at it. I was getting quite concerned by then.

"Well, what's the verdict?" I said.
"Oooh, tricky," the consultant said, "very tricky."
"Go on."
"According to the X-ray there's nothing wrong with you," he said. "That's why I asked my colleague for a second opinion."
"How can this be? I keep getting shooting pains from my knee right to my shin. There's got to be something wrong."
"Sorry, we can't find anything on the X-ray."

The consultant said the only possible reason he could think of was the discrepancy between both legs. After measuring my legs he found one leg was a few millimetres shorter. As I wasn't buying that theory, he referred me to another expert at another orthopaedic hospital. The next consultant couldn't find anything wrong on the X-ray either but came up with a similar theory that it was probably because one leg was slightly shorter than the other. He recommended Orthotic heels, which I was already using, and a course of physiotherapy.

My doctor referred me to a local physiotherapist. I enjoyed the sessions because I fancied the pants off my physiotherapist. It turned out we used to attend the same practical philosophy evening classes and he remembered me, though I couldn't remember him. His theory was that the cause of the pain was my genetic makeup. He got me to do some exercises that hurt like hell, and ultrasound therapy. After several sessions I was still limping. There was only so much he could do anyway particularly as I was having treatment on the NHS (National Health Service) which is free. I daresay if I was paying for treatment I would have been offered other treatments.

Soon I started having a relationship with a chiropractor who gave me free treatment. His theory was degeneration of the knee joint. Again I wasn't too keen on the treatment because sometimes it hurt but I was in love. I reckon with all the pulling and stretching I must have grown a few inches.

Another friend recommended a Reiki healer who had helped her. I took a trip to see this woman all the way in Brighton, over 50 miles from London. She said I had a lot of deep emotional issues to work through, possibly lifetimes of issues that needed to be released. I only had one session with her and never went back.

Out of curiosity I decided to study Reiki so I could give myself healing. I trained up to Level 2 and found it helpful on those days when the pain was unbearable. I stopped taking pain killers and relied on Reiki to ease the pain.

In the meantime, another friend was raving about a homeopath she was seeing who had helped her to release old pains and completely changed her life. So I went to see her. I liked that she took a long case history; it was like speaking to a shrink. She said she would create the right pill and send it to me by post. A few days later I received it. I couldn't believe how tiny the pill was; if you blink you'll miss it. I wasn't convinced that "less is more," I wanted a whole lot more. I had another session with her and I told her it hadn't worked. She sent me another pill but I still wasn't impressed so I stopped seeing her.

Another friend recommended an acupuncturist who had helped her with an injury, so I went to see her. While I wasn't too keen on the needles, as a Reiki practitioner I could accept the notion of blocked energies. I was meant to have six sessions. After four sessions I told her the healing was taking too long and I wanted my body back.

I was now thinking of changing careers. I considered becoming a psychotherapist but I wanted to achieve my goal in the shortest time possible. I was drawn to study NLP (Neuro Linguistic Programming) where you can at least become a certified practitioner in 21 days. NLP is basically about understanding how humans think and how thoughts and beliefs are the cause of all our behaviour. Could it be that my thoughts were the cause of this pain in my knee? I have to admit the course was a lot of fun and gave me lots of useful tools and insights. I decided not to go for the master practitioner because it was too mental and expensive. I had a feeling I needed to focus on the spiritual side.

My quest was now no longer about healing my knee but about discovering who I am and my life's purpose. I studied Pranic Healing. Again this paradigm taught us how to clear congestion and depleted chakras and then get energised. Pranic healing was also a spiritual path in itself. After studying various meditation techniques I knew it was time to move on.

I also studied with a shaman who taught us how to release old energies holding us back. I learned another healing technique.

I also studied teachings by the ascended masters and angels which I hoped would heal the knee. Still no joy.

During my search for ways to heal I came across a book called "Science and Health" by Mary Baker Eddy but at the time it seemed too heavy going; besides, I was looking for a quick fix. About a year later while I was meditating, the inner voice recommended that I study "Science and Health." The book helped me to confront a lot of false beliefs I had about health and life in general. I even considered becoming a member of the Christian Science religion whose teaching is based on "Science and Health" and the Bible. However, the inner voice recommended that I shouldn't become one but simply get what I need from the book and move on, which I did. Naturally, I applied what I'd learned to heal the knee but the knee wouldn't budge.

Next I studied other New Thought teachings like Unity and Religious Science whose teachings focus on the use of affirmations, prayer, meditation and truth principles for healing and all areas of life.

One day I had this feeling that I'd had enough. There had to be something I hadn't tried. So I asked God to heal the knee once and for all. I was instantly shown a vision of myself running. "Yeah right! Who do you think I am, Forrest Gump?" I didn't believe it was possible. (For those who haven't seen the film, Forrest Gump has a disability and has to wear crutches. One day while he's being chased by some school bullies his legs are miraculously healed. After that Forrest Gump runs everywhere and even becomes a footballer, as in the American version not soccer).

One day just as I was walking to a bus stop I saw a bus approaching. As I didn't feel like waiting for another bus I ran for the bus. It was only when I got on board that I realised I had run without any pain or my knee giving way. After that, like Forrest Gump, I ran for many buses. Once I was running for a bus and I heard another bus beeping behind me. What's his problem? Only when I caught the bus ahead did it dawn on me that I'd been running on the bus lane. Big deal! At least I can run.

Now the knee episode was teaching me about the power of unbelief. You have to believe in something for it to work. The reason I couldn't stick with any therapy for long because I didn't believe in them. My unbelief was a guide showing me the truth of my real self. In other words, "a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path."

Now let's examine the passage from the Scriptures:

"...Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit..."
Not by might

The doctor, orthopaedic consultants, the physiotherapist and the chiropractor worked "by might." This is a paradigm where the cause of everything is considered to be material. I had stopped believing in the world as material so their technique had no effect.

Nor by power

Power is the belief that the cause of everything is either emotional or mental. All the other therapists I saw and the therapies I trained in are coming from this belief. I could very easily have stayed in this "power" paradigm using right thinking and will to achieve desired results. Fortunately, my unbelief kept me searching until I had no choice but to take the leap of faith.

But by spirit

This was when I prayed for healing. Even when God showed me a vision, I still didn't believe. It was only after the vision was made manifest that I started to believe. As I got to experience more healing where I trust in God, my faith grew. Now I am a believer in the spirit way of doing things when you know it's already done and simply receive what has already been given.

The Light that I experienced in meditation is who I am now and always. In order to live as this Light I have to let go of the ways of might and power. In other words, I have to stop seeing the world as having a material or mental/emotional cause. There is only one cause and it is Spirit/Light. I then trust in the Light to work in Its own way. The way the Light works reminds me of when I used to have pain injections. In my late teens and early twenties I had constant migraine attacks, the ones where I needed to spend a few days in bed recovering.

One day my mother took me to see a Harley Street doctor someone had recommended. After a thorough examination he recommended an injection that would help with the migraine. It's funny how we'd never heard of this kind of injection from my doctor, but now that we were paying for it, it was now available. After that I didn't have any attacks until the drug wore off about six months later when I returned to the doctor for my fix. While the drug was doing its work I didn't have to think about it. It was only when I had the migraine again that it reminded me it was time to have another injection. Similarly, when I connect to the Light I don't need to worry about how the Light works. All I need to do is remember that I am Light and I live and have my being in Light. When the Light wants me to know something It reveals it.

I am so grateful for the gift of unbelief.

I believe in the Light that I am.
All is Light.

Enocia

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Life is the Love-Light Expressing Self

2006-12-04T14:29:00.000Z

"And as ye go, preach, saying, The kingdom of heaven is at hand." Matthew 10: 7
As I see it, the universe is not made of matter, nor is it made up of thoughts, the universe is made of Love-Light. We are all the one Love-Light, though of course we all express Love in different ways.

Where there is only Love-Light, there is only the law of Love. Love doesn't judge, Love doesn't hurt, Love simply loves.

Every moment the Love-Light is expressing Itself. My responsibility is to recognise that the Love-Light is everywhere present, and to be open to the myriads of ways S/He appears.

Two days ago I chatted via email with a friend I haven't seen in a while. He asked if I fancied meeting up. I said it would be lovely and for him to let me know when.

Later when I went to catch my bus there were many passengers wanting to get on the same bus. People were shoving one another. I thought "I live in Love and there's enough room for all." The jostling stopped instantly; passengers entered the bus in an orderly manner. There was more than enough room for everyone.

While I was walking home that evening I saw this woman who reminded me of my young friend who lives in the neighbourhood. We first met when we used to catch the bus together. She was studying A-Levels at the local college. I've always been interested in how her studies are progressing. She recently started university and I've been wondering how she is finding it.

At home my mother was looking glum. I often tease her about her hangdog expressions. I tell her there is a breed of dog with the same look. When I asked her how she was, she whimpered. She said she had a persistent pain on one shoulder and couldn't lift her arm. I asked her if she wanted healing. She agreed. I laid my hand on her shoulder for a few minutes and told her to lift it. The pain had gone and she could now lift it. She thanked me but I reminded her to thank God.

Yesterday I planned to go out with my mother. She said it depended on how she was feeling in the morning. When she got up she looked outside and declared the weather too dull to venture out. The sun soon came out. My mother said as she was going out the next day she preferred to stay in. Before I went out she said she wanted to show me her new best friend. On the cover of one of her magazines was the picture of a beautiful baby - her new best friend. She was going to be constantly looking at the picture to remind her of her true nature. I thought it was a wonderful idea.

I decided to go into town and browse at a bookshop. While I was waiting at the local bus stop my college friend appeared. She'd recently had her eyelashes extended and she looked gorgeous. I asked her about university and she said she was enjoying it. We travelled together and got off at the same stop but parted company as we were going in opposite directions.

When I got into town I went into a particular bookshop, got a book from the shelf and opened a page at random. A line jumped out at me and reminded me of the friend I had chatted by email with the day before. I looked across at a man rummaging through some CDs. He reminded me of my friend. If it wasn't for the beard he could very easily pass as my friend. I went back to reading but then my attention was drawn to the man. It was my friend! It was good to see him again. Funny how Love arranged our meeting effortlessly.

We went for a walk to catch up on what we've been doing. My friend said he was unhappy that his life wasn't moving in the direction he hoped. I said to him, "Always remember you are loved." He wanted to go into a local cafe for some food. I didn't fancy anything but kept him company. He remarked that the service he was receiving was excellent compared to how people usually treat him. My friend also loves France; the people running the cafe were from France.

Later I pondered about how we can all live in the one universe of Love and yet have such different experiences. I believe it's a matter of how you see the universe. Many people believe they live in a material universe and you have to compete for its limited resources. Only when you die do you get to experience the spiritual counterpart that is limitless. According to their beliefs, so be it.

I know I live in Heaven/Light/Spirit right now and that all forms are the Light in manifestation. And according to my belief, so be it.

In Love,
Enocia

Related articles: Is it a Bird? Is it a Plastic? It's Spirit Woman!; Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid - Part 2; Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid; Heaven is Now; Activating Love; The Death Programme; Living as Light

All is Light

2006-12-02T14:40:00.000Z

"This then is the message which we have heard of him, and declare unto you, that God is light, and in him is no darkness at all." 1 John 1: 5
Last night I noticed particles of light on my hand. How can this be if I'm supposed to have flesh and bone. Where did the light come from? Well the light is right here and now. What I was witnessing was a crack in the veil revealing my essence as Light.

No matter what the appearances or form, there is nothing but Light.

I cannot do anything on my own; Light is the only doer.

I am Light.

Enocia

Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid - Part 2

2006-12-01T12:08:00.000Z

In a previous article called Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid, I wrote about how I connected to the Grid to be healed of a cold.

A dear friend posted the following comment in response:

"An act of simple acceptance. Tshuva via HeSeD (Tshuva is translated (Trance-lated?) saved but really simply means return. Return to the path meant for you beyond the Trauma based conditioning which implants the programmes deeply into the mind body complex."
As I wasn't familiar with HeSed, I looked it up on the Internet. This website gives an overview of Hesed. The translation is : "Love, Lovingkindness, Compassion, Greatness, Grace"; and the description: "Hesed represents the generous, benevolent (masculine) side of God." I can also relate to the lion symbol. In response to my friend's comment I said I have an invisible lion friend I call Roarger, who is my best friend. I consider myself as walking on the path of "Love and Grace" which is the Light Grid.

Now, the Grid is a double-edged sword meaning its nature is to erase all programmes that are unlike Itself. Put another way, you can't be the Light and hold on to your old beliefs.

"No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon." Matthew 6: 24
Because of this dilemma, many people are not open to the Grid because they are not willing to give up the beliefs they have about reality. The world's way, a.k.a. mammon, is the need to grow through learning lessons, struggling, competing, control and cause/effect. The world's way is like sitting in darkness and refusing to switch on the light until you have figured out how electricity works. Who cares? Just connect to the electricity grid and switch it on.

The Light Grid is infinite intelligence, power, love and life, our true nature. All we need to do is know that we are this Light and be or receive Light.

If you have the mindset that you need to understand truth, you're not going to be open to the Grid. If you have the mindset that you need to do something to be deserving of Its love you will resist it. If you have the mindset that you have to grow and learn lessons, you're not going to be open to the Grid. The longer you hold on to your beliefs, the longer you'll remain in darkness.

Since I've been living with my mother she has witnessed remarkable healings. She's got so used to them that she's stopped offering me tablets and wouldn't dream of telling me to go to the doctor. She knows to just leave me alone to go into myself. Usually I'm back to normal when I "return."

My mother was obviously aware that I had a cold two nights ago. Yesterday when I woke up she asked me how I was and I said I was fine. She didn't say anything. Last night just before I was going to bed I said:

"I bet you've been wondering how I got well so quickly."
"You've just read my mind," she said. "I was just about to ask you how you've been feeling today."
"I'm great, thank you. When I woke up this morning it was all gone."
"That's amazing!" she said.
"Well, you know me," I said, "I went into myself, prayed for healing, and received."

When I practised energy healing and healing using truth principles she used to ask me for healing. The most remarkable one she experienced was after spraining her ankle. I prayed for her and then told her God had healed her and to walk with faith. So she got out of the chair and was instantly healed. For some reason she's stopped asking.

My mother is also a Christian who believes in Jesus as her personal saviour. She believes Jesus was/is the son of God and divine. While she believes we are all children of God, she sees Jesus as special. Perhaps she sees what I'm being as going against her religious beliefs.

It's not my place to question my mother's beliefs or impose my beliefs on her. I can only be myself and walk with faith in God.

The Light Grid is available to everyone. All we need to do is receive.

Enocia

Related articles: Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid; Roarger, the Lion; Staying Connected to the Grid and Being the Grid

Butterfly fractal

2006-12-01T11:10:00.000Z

Is it a Bird? Is it a Plastic? It's Spirit Woman!

2006-12-01T10:07:00.000Z

While I was waiting for my bus at the bus station last night I noticed what looked like a plastic bag. Funny looking plastic bag, I thought. A bus went by and drove over the bag. The bag went a funny shape. To my absolute astonishment the bag got up and started walking. It was then I realised it wasn't a bag but a pigeon.

Come on pigeon, get out of the way, I said. Then I imagined myself reaching out and picking it up and putting it out of the way. The bird got up and started walking in the direction I had put it in mind. At first it walked towards a bus parked on the corner and headed for its wheels.

What's the matter with this pigeon, has it got a "death wish" or something? Come on bird, move to the corner!

Then the pigeon walked right to the spot where I had put it in mind and stood there. I sent it lots of love. It was still standing in the corner when I got on my bus and we drove off.

The experience made me wonder about something. When the bird was run over, did it survive because I hadn't seen it as physical but non-physical? A plastic pigeon is a very flexible pigeon.

When I imagined my hand lifting the bird, it was a reminder that my body is spirit. It also reminded me when I used to spend a lot of time in nature, I would use my hand of light to play with the birds and other animals.

Thank you dear pigeon for reminding me that I am Spirit woman and that you are Spirit bird.

All is Spirit in infinite manifestations.

Enocia

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Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid

2006-11-30T09:54:00.000Z

"Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus: Who, being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God." Philippians 2: 5-6
For me, the first step on the "spiritual path" was awakening to the truth that I am spirit. That was when I became "born again" not in a religious sense but as spirit. Just knowing myself as spirit was not enough, however, because I still had the old mindset that we're only human of flesh and blood and our lot is to struggle, get sick, grow old and die. The next step and the real work was releasing these programmes. That doesn't mean the work is an arduous one. The "real work" is constantly focusing on the truth of being and letting "the mind which was in Christ Jesus," reveal my true nature and erase/undo old programmes.

How does the undoing occur? There are as many ways as there are people. Some are guided to follow spiritual teachers, others are inspired by the Spirit within. Whatever path one follows, it is always God working with each individual according to his needs.

Sometimes it seems as if I'm not making much progress. I have found old patterns that I thought had been dissolved come back to haunt me. That is not necessarily an indication that I have the wrong understanding, wrong thinking, wrong belief or not surrendering enough. I've come to see these experiences as the programmes resisting the undoing process. Instead of beating myself up about it, I simply trust in the process of undoing and that whatever it is will pass.

I haven't had a cold in a long while. Two days ago I had symptoms of one. As I considered it a nothing, I didn't pay it any attention. I still went about my business knowing God was doing the work and I felt fine. The next day, yesterday, I had a full blown cold. The "nothing" had come in through the back door. Haha. Although I had a runny nose, I still went about business as usual. The whole experience seemed ludicrous. How can I be sick when I live and have my being in love? Every breath is love, every thought is love, every movement is love's movement. And yet I was sneezing, coughing and my body ached. The inner voice reminded me to trust in Love and that all is well.

I went to bed early last night. In the middle of the night I woke up with congestion on one nostril and a headache. Boy oh boy, isn't "nothing" persistent? I had the thought that I should connect to the light grid. Oh, good, I LOVE working with the light grid!

What is the light grid?

The light grid is another name for the Light that we all are. There is nothing but Light. Alas,

"the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not." John 1: 5
This means our human beliefs and programmes have dimmed the light and we don't see ourselves as being part of this Light. Those who are awake to their identity as the Light still have to let the light grid undo all of the programmes.

So when I woke up in the middle of the night and thought of the light grid, it was a reminder to use the grid to undo the programme of having a cold. I have this game that I play when I imagine myself as a tree firmly rooted in the earth while connected to all of nature. Nature is a metaphor for the light grid. As I couldn't be bothered to get out of bed I asked the Universe to connect me to the grid. That's all there is to it - connect and let the light do its work. Put another way, switch the light on and receive electricity. The moment I did I started feeling the congestion being released. It felt like when I used to take decongestants; the light was doing an excellent job of decongesting. When I felt an urge to cough the light sent its currency where it was needed and it dissolved the cough. Then I fell asleep. When I woke up this morning the congestion had cleared.

The light grid is one of many ways of undoing old patterns, beliefs and programmes. The wonderful thing about the grid is I can use it anywhere. I'm using it now and it's a lot of fun to work with.

I am the light grid.

Enocia

Related articles: Undoing Programmes with the Light Grid - Part 2; Can You Have Your Cake and Eat It Too?; Love Operating System (LOS); The Path of Receiving; The Real Source of Energy; You are the Light of the World

All is Mind

2006-11-29T10:28:00.000Z

"For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring." Acts 17: 28
Over the years I've been sharing on the Internet insights I receive during my bus travels. I now want to make it clear that though I seem to be travelling by bus, the truth is I am having journeys in Mind.

What do I mean by journeys in Mind?

All is Mind. All that we're being as in walking, talking, working or whatever is occurring in Mind. God is Mind. Put another way, all experiences are the Infinite Mind/God expressing self. As Paul puts it in the scriptures, "in him [Mind] we live, and move, and have our being."

Years ago I went on holidays to America and visited Baltimore and Dallas. Coming from a culture where anyone can travel on buses, I presumed it was the same in America. My friend, who lived in Baltimore, agreed to take me on the bus but made it very clear to me that the system wasn't like the UK. I got the impression it was frowned upon to travel by bus. In Dallas I was driven everywhere. I understand from an American friend that people get tax dispensations for the cars they drive; only a certain class of people travel by bus.

In London people are encouraged to travel by public transport regardless of one's financial status. Those who drive into town are penalised with hefty parking fees and congestion charges, which I understand is being extended next year to cover a wider area of London. London has excellent transport facilities so there is no need to drive, which suits me fine as I don't drive anyway.

That's one way of looking at this.

When we apply the principle of "all is Mind" to the transport systems in America and the UK we can see that Mind is expressing Self in unique ways. Therefore, both countries have transport systems that match their appropriate beliefs and lifestyles. I'm sure there are people who travel on buses in America who pay no attention to the "agreed upon definitions."

Since "all is Mind" does this mean that I was destined to live in the UK?

Though it appears as if my parents had me without forethought, a lot of God/Mind planning did go into it. My parents could very easily have been living in Sierra Leone but they came to London to study and had me and my brothers. When my parents separated and we went to live in Freetown, I had already been certified a British citizen which made it very easy to return to and live in the UK. With a British passport I can travel to most countries very easily. I speak English, which most people speak.

This means that Mind expressing as who I am required that I was born into the family I was and raised in the culture I was raised in. I am in London because this is the right place that suits who I am being. Travelling on buses and sharing the insights I receive are all part of the unfolding of Mind.

I am where I need to be in Mind.
We are all where we need to be in Mind.

Enocia

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It's My Job

2006-11-28T14:36:00.000Z

As I was working on the Internet, I eavesdropped a woman and her daughter having a conversation beside me. The girl was about 3 or 4 years old.

"You're a good girl," her mother said.
"Do you love me when I'm good?"
"Yes, but I love you no matter what," her mother said.
"Why?"
"Because it's my job to love you, sweetheart."

How lovely!

Enocia

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False Readings

2006-11-28T11:06:00.000Z

"This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it." Psalm 118: 24

"Thine, O LORD, is the greatness, and the power, and the glory, and the victory, and the majesty: for all that is in the heaven and in the earth is thine; thine is the kingdom, O LORD, and thou art exalted as head above all." 1 Chronicles 29: 11
My mother asked me to do some shopping for her this morning. I intended to get early but I overslept. When I woke up I felt a bit unwell. I could very easily have thought that I was in no fit state to go out. It was also raining which didn't inspire me at all. But then I remembered the unchanging truth that this is the day that God has made. In fact, every day is God expressing Self and very good. This feeling of sickness is nothing but a false reading trying to distract me from the reality of God's presence.

What do I mean by "false reading"?

In London there is now an electronic ticketing system called the Oyster card, which passengers can use to travel on buses and trains. The card is also supposed to protect the cardholder's money. The way it works is every time the cardholder travels on a bus or train he is supposed to touch the card on a panel which scans and automatically deducts the correct amount from the card. The system also reminds the cardholder when he's run out of credit. I still use the old bus pass system that you show the driver. I daresay that will eventually be phased out in favour of the Oyster card.

Occasionally, the machine gives a false signal indicating the cardholder has run out of credit when the traveller still has money on his card. This happened on the bus this morning when a woman touched her card on the panel and it beeped at her. The driver told her there was a fault on the machine. This obviously means the system is fallible and likely to give false readings of reality.

Similarly, the world with its many false beliefs is constantly giving out false readings of reality. Some of the popular false readings are we are meant to struggle, compete for limited resources, be sick, grow old and die. How can this be when there is only God and God is Love? One way to avoid these false readings is to be constantly aware of God/Divine Love as the only presence, power, truth and reality.

As I got dressed I reminded myself that God is the day and He is in charge. God is going to do the shopping. God drove the bus to the supermarket. God appeared as the goods on the shelves, the supermarket staff and the customers. God even picked out items He knew my mother needed even though she hadn't included them on her list. At the checkout there was a long queue so God opened up more tills in order that customers' needs were met promptly.

When I came out of the supermarket, God stopped the rain and carried the two bags of shopping. At the bus stop there was my bus waiting. I hoped the bus would wait till I crossed the road but it turned out the bus was not going anywhere. The bus driver was speaking to two police officers for some reason. The next bus took ages to arrive. At first I wondered what the delay was but then I remembered God was in control. God had obviously delayed the bus for a reason.

After I had taken the shopping home and had some juice, I walked to the bus station to catch my bus. On the bus was an old friend I hadn't seen in a while. I wasn't that surprised to see her because she popped into my thoughts recently. Now it made sense why my earlier bus had been delayed so God could synchronise our journey.

It was good to link up with my friend again, not that we have ever been separated as we are always one in spirit anyway. We used to work on a project together but then I took time out as I needed focus and direction. I also felt the work I was doing wasn't my "calling." I had it in mind to get back in touch with her but weeks became months and months years. She asked me why I hadn't got in contact. When I told her what I'd been doing she understood perfectly. She said God works through each of us in a different way and that I was doing the right thing. She said she was being guided to move in a new direction to serve God. It was so wonderful to meet someone who knows what it means to follow your "calling" and trust in God, even when the world thinks you've gone mad. She told me of a couple of friends in a similar situation who have total trust in God.

God is the only power.
God is the only presence.

Anything that appears to oppose God's allness is nothing but a false reading and should be treated as nothing.

God is Love and Love is all in all.

Enocia

Related article: Omnipresent Spirit; God in Every Moment; God Rules, OK!

Acting is Being

2006-11-27T13:12:00.001Z

"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players." William Shakespeare
Last night I watched the film Ali, based on the biography of the boxer, Muhammad Ali from his early days to when he became a boxing champion. I was amazed at how much Will Smith had transformed himself both physically and mentally to be like Ali. If I didn't know he was only acting I could have sworn he was Ali.

Where do these characters come from? Is it sufficient to simply study someone to be that person? I don't think so. I believe one can be any character because that person is already within you. Each of us is a microcosm of the macrocosm; we contain the entire universe within us, and I mean all forms and realities. To be someone all you need to do is to evoke the person within you. When you evoke that person you are letting that person or character take over at that moment.

What actors are doing is not different from what most of us are constantly being. Every day we're playing different roles: parents, sons, daughters, friends, boss, employee, customer, behaviour, emotions, thoughts etc. These roles are within us and as soon as we're put into a situation, we start acting out these roles. The only difference is a few people have come up with an alternative name for being called acting. Actors get trained to be and expect to get paid for it, while people who don't call themselves actors don't. Great strategy! Maybe, we should all call ourselves actors and get paid for being.

Who is playing these roles?

The One, formless, unconditioned, spirit that we all are, is playing these roles. Each of us is the One playing the many faces of the universe.

If we're all playing different roles, how can we be so sure which self is really us? How do I know who the real Enocia is when I am capable of acting limitless roles?

The only thing I know for sure is I am spirit. At the same time, there is an energy that seems to stay the same no matter what. It is an energy formation that no other can fill but me and it is what makes me Me.

Whether I am acting or being, I am always myself.

Award winning actress extraordinaire, Enocia.

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Omnipresent Spirit

2006-11-27T11:32:00.000Z

"And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear." (Isaiah 65: 24)
As part of trusting in the Universe, I stopped wearing a watch years ago. Besides, there are always public clocks around anyway to keep me posted. I could always ask someone if I ever need to.

As I was leaving that morning, I had a feeling I would be back late. So I told my mother to expect me home around 10 pm.

By the time I'd done what I went out to do, browsed at a bookshop, it was getting quite late. On my bus home the driver stopped the bus. We waited for the next driver to swap with him. We waited...and we waited...and we waited...still no driver.

While we were waiting, my attention was drawn to a woman teaching her baby how to say "daddy." I noticed how the baby was oblivious to our predicament. He was having such fun saying "dada." He didn't seem bothered about waiting. What did the baby care about the driver looking at his watch indicating his colleague was late? What did the baby care about what time he would arrive home? What did the baby care about time?

When the next driver finally arrived, he seemed very jolly and said hello but the driver wasn't amused. "You could at least turn up on time," he snapped at him. "I don't need to get home, these people don't need to get home."

I felt sorry for the new driver. Without further ado he got into his seat and we were off.

When I got off the bus, I decided not to wait for my next bus but to walk home. I thought about the baby who seemed to be living outside of time. When you're outside of time, does it mean you're in control of time?

It depends on how you identify yourself, the inner voice said. If you only see yourself as human experiencing time and space then you're a being of time and very much under its whim. On the other hand, when you realise yourself as omnipresent Spirit, time is at your command to use as you see fit.

As you're walking now, do you seriously think you're only in this place where your physical body is at? Not so. You're already where you call home. The truth of omnipresence is you're always where you need to be. This is the meaning of the passage in Isaiah: "Before they call, I will answer."

So...what you're saying is that I'm everywhere present?

Exactly. But you have to know this as truth. You have to give up the human habit of thinking you're only in one place at a time. While it's good to be present in whatever you're doing, you must also be aware of your omnipresence at all time. Realise that as spirit, the all that you are is in perfect synchrony fulfilling your wishes at all time. Therefore, when you say you're going to achieve such and such at a particular time, it will get done because the all of you will see to it that it gets done. But you have to know that your identity is Spirit and trust in Spirit.

When I arrived home I looked at the clock and it was 10 o'clock exactly.

It would seem that the tardy driver had not been delayed at all; he was only playing his part to get me home at the time I said I was going to arrive.

I am Omnipresent Spirit.

Enocia

Related articles: Fitting a Square Peg into a Round Hole; Can You Have Your Cake and Eat It Too?; Lifelines; Masters of Time; Accident or Omnipresence at Work?

Perceptions

2006-11-27T10:55:00.000Z

A truck pulled up beside the bus I was on. I noticed a bicycle at the back of it. A woman behind me said she loved the colour of the bicycle.

"I love green," she said.
"It looks yellow to me," her daughter said.

I loved the fact that the little girl did not make her mother wrong, she simply stated how she saw things. Obviously, her mother thought she was seeing a green bicycle while she thought she was seeing a yellow one. To me, the bicycle looked lemon, but then again that was my perception.

I dream of a world where we express how we see things without making one another wrong for not seeing things our way.

Love to all.

Enocia

Related article: Love and Let Go

Fitting a Square Peg into a Round Hole

2006-11-24T15:14:00.000Z

No matter what they tell us
No matter what they do
No matter what they teach us
What we believe is true

No matter what they call us
However they attack
No matter where they take us
We'll find our own way back

I can't deny what I believe
I can't be what I'm not
I know I'll love forever
I know, no matter what No Matter What, Boyzone
I used to think I had a weak body due to my genetic heritage. I would get tired over little things. Doing a household chore like vacuum cleaning left me exhausted. I would feel sick in the pit of my stomach.

One day I had an insight. Instead of thinking your body is weak and gets tired over little things, what if you're feeling tired because of how you are identifying yourself. It was then I realised that I am spirit trying to make myself flesh; I am the infinite trying to make myself finite.

What is spirit? Spirit is formless and has no body mass or weight. It is awareness, being.

When I vacuumed without thought, I didn't know where my body began and where the carpet and vacuum cleaner ended. There was only one of us being in a vacuum cleaning way, effortlessly.

The moment I try to do anything with force or will power, I'm back to the person with a weak body who gets tired very easily.

All along I believed I was born with a weak body with very little stamina. Little did I know that I was trying to fit a square peg into a round hole.

I can't be what I'm not.
I am what I am.

Enocia

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Do-Gooders!

2006-11-24T13:23:00.001Z

I have observed many roadworks being carried out at the moment causing huge amounts of traffic on the roads. I've often wondered why.

On the main road near where I live they've been doing some roadworks. Earlier today I asked a worker why they were digging the road. He said they were putting up barriers on the side to prevent people from crossing the road.

"Are you telling me I can no longer jaywalk?"
"Yeah."
"How else am I going to jaywalk if I can't do it here?"
"You could always climb over the barrier?" he said.
"Well, thanks a lot," I said, "for ruining my day!"

What's the big idea putting up a barrier right on that spot? I bet they think they're doing it for our own good. I know I've nearly been run over by a bus, of all things, while I was jaywalking on the same spot. (That was a close one; I've never moved so fast in my life). That is not the issue at all. What about my freewill? I want to be free to jaywalk as and when I please.

Bloody do-gooders!

Enocia

Related article: Party Pooper

We are One

2006-11-23T13:22:00.000Z

Last night I watched a documentary about a clan of hyenas in the Mala game reserve in South Africa. After winning their trust, wildlife filmmaker, Kim Wolhuter, was able to touch and lie close to the hyenas. He also filmed them while they were going about their normal activities such as fighting for territory with other hyenas and lions, and feeding. It was very moving to watch how gentle the hyenas were with Kim. He described the hyenas as his ears and eyes in the jungle.

Was the relationship that Kim had with the hyenas a one-off experience? Is it normal for humans to live with wild animals and feel no fear?

Consider the following:

"Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling." Psalm 91: 9-10
This passage is saying that when you realise your real self as the God within you, that is the same self as all "wild animals," there is nothing to fear.

While I couldn't say whether the filmmaker knew his real self as the same self as the hyenas, he certainly had a lot of love for the hyenas. The hyenas sensed this love and let him into their clan.

Here's another example about more of the same:

One Sunday afternoon Emil and I were walking in a field when he called my attention to a pigeon circling overhead and casually remarked that the bird was looking for him. He stood perfectly still and in a few moments the bird alighted upon his outstretched arm. He said the bird has a message from his brother in the North. This proved to be a fellow-worker who had not reached the attainment whereby he could communicate directly, so he took this means. We later found that the Masters are able to communicate with each other instantly by thought transference or, as they call it, a force much more subtle than either electricity or wireless.

I then began to ask questions and Emil showed me that he was able to call the birds to him and direct their flight while they were in the air; that the flowers and trees would nod to him; that the wild animals would come to him fearlessly. He parted two jackals that were fighting over the body of a smaller animal that they had killed and were feeding upon. When he approached them they stopped fighting and put their heads in his outstretched hands in perfect trust, then resumed their meal in quiet. He even gave me one of the young wild creatures to hold in my hands. He then said to me, "This is not the mortal self, the self you see, that is able to do these things. It is a truer, deeper self. It is what you know as God, God within me, God the Omnipotent One working through me, that does these things. Of myself, the mortal self, I can do nothing. It is only when I get rid of the outer entirely and let the actual, the I AM, speak and work and let the great Love of God come forth that I can do these things that you have seen. When you let the Love of God pour through you to all things, nothing fears you and no harm can befall you." Life and Teachings of the Masters of the Far East, Volume 1
It is natural for us to lie with lions and play with hyenas because our real self is the same - Love.

Enocia

Related article: The One Self in All; The Lion Will Sleep with the Sheep

God Is

2006-11-22T10:04:00.000Z

"For I am the LORD, I change not." Malachi 3: 6
While I believe God is ever present with us in trouble, I don't believe He wallows with us in the mire. Instead, God is right there with us holding the vision of who we are and how things really are. For instance, if you're feeling depressed, God does not, nor can He, get depressed with you but God holds the vision of the real You as joy until you're ready to be this joy for real.

I have written elsewhere that after I had seen many therapists about a persistent pain I had on one knee, I finally turned to God for help. I was shown a vision of myself running. Although I was sceptical, the vision was soon realised. And no, I did not visualise myself running, I was shown a vision.

In truth, the vision that God holds for all is who He is as love, power, perfection, innocence, purity, joy, peace, truth, goodness, wholeness, beauty, freedom, light to name but a few attributes. No matter what the situation is, no matter what our beliefs or behaviour, God can never stop being who He is; and God is who we all are in reality.

Last night my bus took ages to arrive and it was also a very cold evening. All I knew was God is. I also stayed in silence. I've noticed that when I'm in silence I stop feeling cold. Being cold is a state of mind, a thought form, and when you're not thinking there is no thought form to experience.

When my bus arrived one passenger asked the driver why he'd taken so long. A few stops down a man got on and he was talking to himself. He sat facing me. A few stops down other passengers got on. The driver switched the bus engine off. A few passengers asked the driver what was wrong. He said two passengers had got on without a ticket and he'd called the police. The man who was facing me blew his top at the driver. He said he'd been waiting for the bus for over an hour and instead of the driver doing his job he was now keeping all of us waiting. Several passengers got on the driver's case and suggested he simply ask the passengers who had got on without a ticket to get off and stop punishing the rest of the passengers.

I refused to get involved; all I knew was God is. I observed the passengers who had got on without a ticket get off. I observed passengers convincing the driver to continue the journey. I observed the two passengers without a ticket trying to get back on. I observed passengers telling them to get off and stop holding the bus. Finally we were off. I observed the driver cancelling the call to the police. I observed the man who had been angry earlier now sitting calmly in his seat. Just as I was getting off he glanced at me.

"Take care," I said to him.
"Thanks, sweetheart," he said.

In the world things happen for whatever reason they do. The only thing that matters to me is holding fast to the unchanging truth: God is.

Enocia

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Playing It Stupid

2006-11-21T11:12:00.002Z

Last night I watched a programme on television called The Big Idea about inventors competing to win £100,000. Every week inventors try to convince panellists that their invention is worthy of getting to the final and being voted The Big Idea.

Big idea? What big idea? There are infinite ideas floating around waiting to be expressed. In fact, the moment you ask a question the answer is already available. Put another way, question and answer always arise as one.

Will you stop being such a spoilsport? Where's the fun when everyone has equal access to answers? Who is going to be the boss and workers? Who is going to exploit whom? This simply won't do and we'll hear no more of this ridiculous idea, OK?

OK, you win! Let's all play the game of Playing it Stupid. In this game, only a few people are capable of getting answers. They are popularly called teachers but in this piece they are referred to as inventors.

So an inventor comes up with a brilliant idea to achieve something. The problem is sometimes other inventors come up with the same idea, which is not surprising as ideas are two a penny anyway. The race is now on to prevent someone from "plagiarising" your idea. It is time to get your invention patented. You are now looking for financial backing to mass-produce your invention or else it's dead in the water. Bear in mind that your investor is not backing you because he believes in "your" idea, he's only interested in making lots of profit.

That's the game of Playing it Stupid, in some games you win some and you lose some. In other games such as The Big Idea, the winner takes all, naturally.

Is the world ready for a reality where everyone's a winner? Don't be stupid!

Enocia

Related articles: God in Every Moment; Party Pooper; False Humility Versus Meekness

Can the Universe Have a Good or Bad Day?

2006-11-20T14:19:00.000Z

Have you ever had one of those days when everything seems to be going wrong? I have. You wake up feeling pissed off for no reason at all. Then things snowball from there. You think to yourself: "This really isn't my day!"

But you’re determined to make the day go your way, aren't you? You use all the affirmations you know such as "Love is all there is" or "Only One exists." You even bless everything, everyone one and everywhere with love.

The problem with this approach is you're still caught in time. And you're going to have to remember to do the same on the next day and the next and the next.

There is another way. Why not see reality as it is?

What is reality?

I am not a human living here on earth at this time, I am the Universe expressing Self. So while today is supposed to be 20 November 2006, it is actually a slice of the Universe.

Can the Universe have a good or bad day? I think not.

I am the Universe.

Enocia

Related articles: Lifelines; Can You Have Your Cake and Eat It Too?; The Mighty Us

The Life DVD

2006-11-18T12:48:00.000Z

Yesterday I bought my mother a packet of her favourite sweets. When I asked her for one she gave it to me reluctantly because she loves them so much. As soon as I put the sweet in my mouth I swallowed it whole. It was as if I had a vacuum suction in my stomach. Mum noticed I was choking and asked me what was wrong.

"I've just swallowed the sweet whole."
"Never mind," mum chuckled, "I'm sure it will melt in your stomach."
"Can I have another one?"
"No, you've just had one."
"But I didn't enjoy that sweet," I protested.
"It's not my fault you swallowed it whole," she said. "You've had one and that's your lot."
"But I didn't experience the taste, it's as if it didn't happen."

Since mum wouldn't give me one I took it anyway. This time I savoured every single moment until right at the end when I crunched the remainder.

A few weeks back there was a news item about a pelican at St James's Park that ate a pigeon whole. There was even a picture of the pigeon in the pelican's mouth. How unfortunate for the poor pigeon! (See Pelican swallows pigeon in park). I wondered if it was the same pelican I had seen at the same park a while back. He attracted a lot of attention while he was preening himself. I wrote about him in Love Has No Limits.

According to the report, the pelican held the pigeon in his beak for a while before he swallowed it whole. I remember thinking at the time that if it's true that our bodies need food to survive what difference does it make if we chew food? The pelican didn't need to. After having swallowed the sweet whole it now made sense why we chew food: because it makes the experience seem real. These days I tend to forget after I've eaten. For the sweet, or any food for that matter, to feel real to me, I have to experience it with my senses, otherwise it's as if it never happened.

I once had a vision where I saw myself experiencing all realities. I felt and knew everything and yet it happened in an instant. It was then I had a realisation that life is like a DVD of a film that has already been produced. Unlike the film that has been edited, the Life DVD contains all realities, all possibilities, everything, including the embarrassing moments.

With our consciousness or DVD players we can either experience everything in an instant or take our time enjoying the movie. To enjoy life at your leisure press Play; for parts you don't want to experience press Forward; for parts you want to experience again and again, press Pause; to remind yourself of parts you want to experience, press Rewind and then Play.

Swallowing the sweet whole was the equivalent of pressing the Forward button by accident. In order for it to register in my consciousness, I pressed Rewind then Play and savoured the moment. As for the pigeon? It is possible he forgot to press the Forward button to avoid that unfortunate scene. Poor sod!

Enjoying my Life DVD.

Enocia

Related articles: Fast Forward; The Game of Life; The Director's Cut

Lifelines

2006-11-17T12:47:00.001Z

In the television quiz show called Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?, the contestant has to either answer 15 multiple choice questions correctly to win £1 million or as many questions as he can to win the equivalent in cash. The first few questions are very easy; actually, all the questions are easy when you know the answer. The contestant has three lifelines which he can use when he gets stuck on a question. He can ask the audience for help; use 50:50, which means the choice of answers is narrowed to 2 instead of 4; or he can phone a friend. When the contestant has used up all his lifelines he's all on his own. So long as he keeps getting the answers correct, he can continue playing. If he gets a question he's not sure about, it's up to him to decide if he wants to gamble or take whatever cash he has won. According to the website, only four people have won £1 million. Is it any wonder?

In life we have zillions of lifelines but our beliefs can make life appear as if we only have a few lifelines remaining.

My mother asked me to run an errand for her this morning. I put out an intent to the Universe to wake me up at a certain time. Around that time someone rang for my mother. I went back to sleep and asked the Universe to wake me up in five minutes. I was determined to let those five minutes stretch into eternity. After a while I heard my mother calling me and reminding me to get up. When I got up I discovered my mother hadn't called me at all, but I had dreamt she had. Oh well, at least that got me up.

At the bus stop, the driver was taking his rest and not letting anyone in the bus. The moment it started drizzling he opened the doors and we got on board. During the journey I reminded the Universe that I wasn't going to be able to carry an umbrella and two shopping bags. As soon as I got off the bus the rain stopped. I did the shopping. Just as I was about to come out of the supermarket I noticed it was spitting but it stopped as soon as I stepped out. Then I caught my bus to the local station. Instead of waiting for another bus I had a feeling it would be quicker to walk the 10 minutes or so journey home, which I did, and it was dry all the way. And the bags felt as if someone else was carrying them.

The Universe is like a current flowing in the one direction. This means, when you call on it, the entire universe is on your side; as IT was on my shopping trip and manifested the right conditions accordingly. It was as if I was using one of my lifelines to do the shopping.

After I'd dumped the shopping, I walked to the bus stop to catch my bus. It felt like business as usual i.e., I no longer needed the Universe's help.

Is this because:

a) I'm perfectly capable of doing things on my own, thank you very much?
b) I only have a few lifelines remaining so I have to use my lifelines carefully?
c) I've run out of lifelines?
d) I can't see any other option?

Hmmm! Shall I phone a friend?

Enough of this madness! I don't have a few lifelines I can only call upon in a crisis, the Universe has infinite lifelines. This means I have infinite lifelines I can use each moment.

What would life be like if we all knew we had limitless lifelines we can use every moment? Would you worry when you know you have infinite lifelines supporting you? Can you ever get sick when you're always being supported? Can you die when you have infinite lifelines?

While Who Wants to be a Millionaire? is fun to watch or participate in, it is pure entertainment and bears no relevance to reality.

One life, infinite lifelines.

Enocia

Related article: The Personal versus the Universal Approach

Onomatopoeia

2006-11-16T11:12:00.000Z

I travel a lot on buses.

To ask a driver to stop you need to press the bell closest to you. The sign "STOPPING" is lit up.

I've just realised STOPPING is an onomatopoeia.

The definition of onomatopoeia is:

"the formation of a word, as cuckoo or boom, by imitation of a sound made by or associated with its referent." Dictionary.com
The word "STOPPING" has two words: STOP and PING. This means you are literally asking the driver to STOP with a PING.

How cool is that!

I love buses!

Enocia

Can You Have Your Cake and Eat It Too?

2006-11-15T14:56:00.000Z

While a chameleon camouflages itself against its environment, it doesn't stay in that form indefinitely. Sooner or later, when it feels secure, it reverts to its true form.

As a human, I am like a chameleon camouflaging myself in order to fit in with the environment. But I know that my real identity is infinite light.

What does it mean to be infinite light?

It means that my real identity is light. Though I appear to be in a form, I am light.

How can you be light when you are a form?

In Through a Glass Darkly I wrote:

"We tend to see people in parts either from the back, front or in profile. Hello? I have a multi-dimensional appearance as in top, bottom, left, right, back, front and inside. When you see me from all those dimensions then you're really seeing me. Otherwise, as Paul puts it, you're seeing me "through a glass, darkly." (1 Corinthians 13: 12)
This means the woman you see is not who I am. I am all dimensions happening at the same time. However, because our senses can only pick up a few things at a time, we perceive things in part, and eh voila, I appear as a human form. It's a pretty sophisticated way to disguise the wonder that I am, that we all are.

Oh I see. We are light but our senses make us appear in parts.

That's right.

Can you have your cake and eat it too?

What do you mean?

Can we play the game of camouflage while still being the light wonder?

Yes, we can. I believe this is what it means to self-realise. You realise that you're light and have always been light and still remain in a human form.

How can one apply this idea, nice as it sounds, into every day life? How can self-realisation as light help someone in distress? How can light feed the hungry and heal the sick?

By simply knowing you are light you take on the properties of light, effortlessly.

And what are these properties?

Infinite, eternal and boundless, to name but a few.

What if I know "I am light" and I'm still in pain and unhappy?

Just persist and know who you are. Know that though you appear as a form, it's important to remember that your senses are deceiving you. You are light and light is boundless; light is freedom.

So what you're saying is stop believing in appearances, right?

Indeed. Appearances are not how they appear, no pun intended.

And it's simply a matter of knowing that I am light and all is light. Then what?

Then let the light do its work as you and within you. You can still play at being a human with preferences, but at least you know you are a chameleon having fun in a different outfit while never forgetting who it is.

It's official, I can have my cake and eat it too.

Enocia

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Sharing the Joy; Being in Joy

2006-11-14T11:10:00.000Z

The trick to always being in joy is sharing the joy that I am and the joy that I have.

Mum bought a packet of mints the other day and said I could help myself to them. I see the mints as tiny pieces of joy. I've been taking some with me but instead of gorging on all of them I've been sharing them with people I come across. For instance, yesterday I had five in my pocket. I had one, gave three away, and kept the other in my pocket. Instead of just having one joy, my joy was now magnified by four.

And when I got home I shared the joy with my mother by telling her how people had enjoyed the mints. She was really pleased to hear this and told me to take more to share.

A few weeks back my mother asked me to buy some sausages for her at a shop that specialises in sausages. While I was there I picked up a price list. On my way home on the bus, a woman sat next to me. I teased her about carrying such a huge umbrella. Then I asked her something that surprised her.

"Do you like sausages?"
"Yes, I do actually."
"Have you heard of the sausage shop?"

She hadn't heard of it. I told her where it was and how they did wonderful sausages for real fans of sausages, which my mother is. My friend said she was a huge fan and would love to check it out. I gave her the price list. She thanked me for bringing the shop to her attention. Me, I was simply magnifying my joy.

The other day I saw a lady that lives in our neighbourhood. She was carrying a heavy bag at the time and I offered to carry it for her. I had recently been to the Stephen Wiltshire gallery where I had picked up a business card. I asked my friend if she was into art. She said she didn't know anything about art but her daughter was interested. I handed her the card to give to her daughter. When we said goodbye she said "God bless you." I heard it as "God magnify your joy!"

And you know what's fun about giving joy? The more joy I give the more I am being joy. And joy is a wonderful state of being. Joy makes me look young; joy gives me strength; joy lifts me up; and joy magnifies what I have so I can share and be in even more joy.

I love sharing joy, don't you?

Enocia

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Freedom is Being the Love that I Am

2006-11-13T11:21:00.000Z

Have you ever noticed dogs fighting for no reason at all? At least that's what it looks like to me. One minute the dog is perfectly fine and the next he's about to tear another dog apart or a human. It's like a kind of madness takes over and the dog is compelled to act in an aggressive manner that is unlike its true nature.

Two days ago I read a friend's post at a forum about how his flatmate had been attacked. By the way, I don't buy into the notion of "It's your thoughts, beliefs or emotions that got you into that state." No one asks to be attacked. I simply sent love to everyone concerned.

Later that evening I accompanied a friend who was picking up some groceries at the local supermarket. When we came out of the store, my friend noticed another friend of hers and she went over to speak to her. The lady told us her purse had been stolen. She showed us how she had her bag underneath her cardigan and yet whoever it was had managed to get into her bag and taken her purse. She had £30 in her purse; for her that is a lot of money as she's not working. Fortunately, the bank was still open and she was able to ask them for some money. I could see she was still very shaken and upset. I touched her arm and told her how sorry I was.

A slight digression. My friend and I have this running joke where she's always teasing me about how I see love as the answer for everything. She doesn't share my belief, nor do I think she's ever read my blogs for that matter, but she says she enjoys being with me.

"Enocia writes blogs about love, you know," my friend chuckled. "So when she touched your arm she was probably giving you love."

"Really?" the woman said. "Thank you. I'm giving you love too."

After I left my friend I headed into town. On one bus I was on, four young Asian guys, which in the UK refers to people of Indian Sub-continent origin, sat in front of me. They were all dressed in hoodies. One guy had music blaring away on his mobile and they seemed to be enjoying themselves. Suddenly I heard a commotion behind me. Another young man was having an argument with a young black guy. The four young Asians in front of me got up and moved to the back of the bus. I realised the other young man, who was also Asian, was part of their posse.

The gist of the argument was the young Asian wanted to sit next to the black guy's wife, who was white. The black guy was telling the Asian that he was being disrespectful.

"She's my wife, blood," he said. "I put my ring on her finger and it's not on, blood, for you to sit next to her."

The young Asian wanted to have a fight. He took off his belt and told the black guy to get off the bus so they could fight for his wife. It seemed to me that the Asian was only trying to show off in front of his posse. The black guy said he didn't want to fight.

In the meantime, I realised God's presence in the bus and remained in silence. At the next stop the five young men got off the bus, though the Asian guy made it very clear to the black guy that he was lucky he hadn't wanted to take it further.

Then yesterday my mother went shopping. I was at home doing my washing. When she returned, in jest, I asked her what had taken her all that way to the supermarket. But she got angry and said she didn't like the way I was speaking to her. So I left her to it and watched Startrek Voyager on television instead.

Later in the evening I noticed I was getting tunnel vision. I went to lie down while realising God allness. My eyesight soon cleared but I had a headache. Even though I knew God was all there is, the headache was trying to get all my attention. At one point the attack was so painful I thought of getting some tablets, which I haven't taken in years. I had a thought to be in silence. I could feel the silence melting the pain but it wasn't going to let go that easily. I had a feeling of nausea and as if I was getting stomach upset. I was also feeling terribly hot as if it was the middle of summer. I focused on God until eventually the nausea and stomach upset left me and I stopped feeling hot. Then I went to sleep.

When I woke up this morning I still felt a slight headache. Then I had an insight about the notion of oneness.

We talk about experiencing oneness but do we realise what that means? If oneness means that we are all experiencing the universal energy in whatever form it takes, then surely that means that we experience the "good" and the "bad"? When there is a thought in consciousness about attack, and there is a lot, then you may pick it up and experience it in your own way. When you pick up on thoughts about love, then you all experience it too. Remember this thought is impersonal. Who wants to live like that? You never know when you're going to get involved in some form of attack. There is another way.

As I was resting in bed this morning I was reminded of a realisation of true oneness.

"When a soul is out of the cocoon of the three bodies it escapes forever from the law of relativity and becomes the ineffable Ever-Existent. Behold the butterfly of Omnipresence, its wings etched with stars and moons and suns! The soul expanded into Spirit remains alone in the region of lightless light, darkless dark, thoughtless thought, intoxicated with its ecstasy of joy in God's dream of cosmic creation."

"A free soul!" I ejaculated in awe.

"When a soul finally gets out of the three jars of bodily delusions," Master continued, "it becomes one with the Infinite without any loss of individuality. Christ had won this final freedom even before he was born as Jesus. In three stages of his past, symbolized in his earth-life as the three days of his experience of death and resurrection, he had attained the power to fully arise in Spirit." Chapter 43: The Resurrection of Sri Yukteswar
I am One at the same time I am an individual. Therefore, I am the Love that I am in my own unique way. I call this Love, Vector8. So instead of being tossed from pillar to post by man's conflicting ideas of oneness, I can simply be the One Love that I am in my own unique way.

I closed my eyes and felt all my being as Love and then projected love everywhere into infinity. I rested in Love. When I got up I noticed the headache had dissolved. I went to the bathroom and got ready. My mother asked me if I felt well enough to go out and I said I had work to do. I was perfectly fine. I am perfectly fine.

Freedom from the thoughts of man is being the Love that I am.

Enocia

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Can You Fix It, God?

2006-11-10T12:30:00.000Z

"Pray without ceasing. In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you." 1 Thessalonians, chapter 5: 17-18
Do you believe life comes in two categories: things you can handle by yourself and things God can help you with?

In the living room, the light shade on the ceiling holds three light bulbs. A while back two of the bulbs blew and mum asked me to change them. The problem with the way they've been fitted you can't see what you're doing; you have to feel your way around it. I could only fit in one so we had to make do with two light bulbs instead. It never occurred to me to pray. Why would I pray about a light bulb? God has better things to do than help me fix a light bulb! A month ago another bulb blew. This time instead of fiddling with it, I asked God to fit it then I had a go. It went in easily. Then I had a brainwave: why not ask God to fit the other light bulb I couldn't fit in the last time? I did and it also went in effortlessly. It was wonderful to have all three light bulbs in working order, and it made the living room extra bright.

Three nights ago I said to my mother that the lights in the living room were getting dimmer. She said it was probably because we'd got used to them. The next evening when I went home I noticed there were only two bulbs on.

"What's wrong with that bulb?" I asked my mother.
"When I put the light on it kept flickering and then it went off."
"It can't have blown already!" I said. "I only changed it last month!"
"I don't know what happened to it," mum said. "I'm thinking of changing the light shade anyway as it's more trouble than it's worth."
"Hmmm! It's funny how last night I said the lights were getting dimmer and now they are."
"Yes, I noticed."

I looked up at the light bulb. In thought I said, "OK light bulb, you've had your fun. You do realise I was only making an observation not how I wanted things to be. Please come back on." Nothing happened. Well, when you've made a mess there is only one thing to do - ask God to fix it. So I thought "God please make the light bulb come back on. Thank you." Nothing happened. Oh well, at least I did ask.

Yesterday when I went home I noticed all three light bulbs were on. My mother said when she turned the light on the other bulb came back on and it's been working fine. Nice one, God!

A few years back there was a song on the music charts called Bob the Builder The chorus goes:

Bob the Builder
Can we fix it
Bob the Builder
Yes, we can
I reckon the song really is about God:

God the Builder
Can You fix it
God the Builder
Yes, I can
Dear God, if I ever forget to ask you for help, will you please remind me to ask you for help in all things? Thanks in advance. Amen.

Enocia

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My Function

2006-11-08T14:20:00.000Z

A cup has only one function, to be a cup. But a cup can only realise its function when it has liquid in it. Otherwise, it is not expressing its true purpose.

God is the cup and God is the liquid that fills the cup, which gives the cup its purpose.

In the same way, I am an instrument of God. Only when I am full of God-liquid do I realise my function.

What do I mean by function?

I'm not referring to purpose in the human sense but my eternal purpose or function that is the same forever.

You see a rose is made up of love and yet a rose is always a rose. Similarly, I am Infinite Being and yet unique in my expression of Infinity. Therefore, no matter what form I take, whatever I express will always have my own unique cosmic fingerprint on it.

What is my function?

To be myself, naturally.

I AM Who I AM.

Enocia

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The One Brotherhood of Man

2006-11-07T10:52:00.000Z

"For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure." Philippians 2: 13

"Don’t be concerned about anything - wonderful things are happening!... Because God is all there is, and He is expressing Himself. The results have to be wonderful." Wonderful Things are Happening, Dorothy Rieke
Yesterday I received an email with the subject: "Christian Reciprocal Link." The email read:

"Greetings in His Mighty Name.

"We have a great deal in common, so I felt it appropriate to contact you. We are developing an "electronic outreach" to select God centered websites, churches, ministries, businesses, and such. I am contacting you today to request a "reciprocating link" from your site to mine.

[...]"Our offer to you is summed up by saying we desire to "wash feet" electronically, and "feed sheep" globally.... The reason we can do this is because it is our honor, mandate, and call to create no cost web solutions and promotions for the entire Body."
The website is called Christian Banner Swap.

Although I am not what you would call a traditional Christian, what I appreciate about this email is that it is a reminder that we are all working for the Body of Christ, the One Brotherhood of Man.

In truth, there is only one doing the work of God and it is God alone.

"Now, this one and only divinely active God does all the doing in the universe. Not only does He do all the creating, but all the knowing, all the understanding, all the expressing. He does all the regulating, all the governing, all the controlling. He does all the relating, the associating, the environing. God doing all the planning, all the outlining, is a very important basic truth which we must accept in our expectation of wonderful things happening." Wonderful Things are Happening, Dorothy Rieke
If you are inspired to set up a website, a church, write a book, produce an album or film, or whatever, it is important to remember that it is God doing the work through you. And God's work is always for the collective Body, the Brotherhood of Man. In other words, God does not play favourites; either God supports everyone or supports no one.

The problem is when well-meaning people try to do God's work according to their will. If you believe God's work is supposed to meet only the needs of a certain group then your work is dependent on the demand of the group you are providing the service for. When they lose interest and stop supporting you, there is no longer a demand for your service; and you're out of a job.

There is only one group that I serve and it is the One Brotherhood of Man.

Enocia

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Express Yourself

2006-11-06T16:24:00.000Z

All or Nothing

2006-11-06T11:20:00.000Z

Last night I watched The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring on television. I saw it when it first came out at the cinema. (I haven't seen the other two). It was interesting to watch it again particularly from the standpoint of freedom. Here's one synopsis of the story:

"An epic vision of good versus evil, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring recounts the heroic quest of Frodo Baggins (Elijah Wood), a peaceful Hobbit entrusted with a terrible responsibility. Placed in possession of the omnipotent One Ring --- lost for centuries and containing the Dark Lord Sauron’s "cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life" --- Frodo must travel through Middle-earth to the land of Mordor in order to destroy the ring in the fires of Mount Doom where it was forged."
The "heroic quest" is a personal one each of us has to make to discover the meaning of life, or so it would seem.

As I see it the quest is meaningless because it is based on the illusion that life is personal. There is only one life that we all are. To think I have a life of my own is like trying to stuff infinity into a box, which is impossible. Life is not mine or anybody's but simply life. Put another way, life is not mine but ours.

Back to the movie.

The problem started when someone thought he could create a ring of power that would not only belong to one person only, but would make that particular individual have power over all. How can one have control over all when the very people he is trying to control is himself? This is delusion. You cannot divide the one indivisible life. So either everybody owns the ring of power, which means there is nothing to fight over, hence, no quest; or no one owns the ring and there is nothing to fight over, again no quest.

The desire to take or be in control originates from the illusion of having a personal self. The moment you think "This is mine" is the moment you fall into delusion. True power is all or nothing. Either we all possess something or no one possesses it.

The human experience is a game where you pretend to be a person that has preferences and likes and dislikes. The problem with having preferences is if you're not careful you are likely to forget who you are and start believing in your own press that you are merely a person. I am not a person, I am only playing a game of being a person.

For instance:

Having likes and dislikes is part of the game.
In truth, I love everything; or I love nothing.

Personal friendships is part of the game.
In truth, everyone is my friend; or no one is my friend.

Being in a family is is part of the game.
In truth, I'm related to everyone; or I'm related to no one.

Having a possession is is part of the game.
In truth, we all possess that thing; or no one possesses that thing.

There have been times when I've been watching some reality TV show and, just for fun, I have supported someone. I have felt butterflies in my stomach and a lot of tension because I've wanted the one I was supporting to win. Not only was I tuning into the anxiety of the person I was supporting but I was receiving the anxieties of all other supporters; and feeling the tension from the other contestants and their supporters. On the other hand, when I stop playing the game and simply watch the show without supporting anyone, i.e. with detachment, I'm completely at peace.

I am All.
I am nothing.

Enocia

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Possession

2006-11-04T10:51:00.000Z

When I was a child I used to love drinking nectar from flowers. The only way I knew how to get access to the flower's nectar was to chop the petals off and get to the base where the nectar was and dip the tip of my tongue in it and enjoy the nectar.

Now as I observe bees, butterflies, moths and other insects interacting with flowers, I see that they use their proboscis to drink the nectar. There is no need for them to decimate the flower; they simply take what they need. I also observe insects fly from one flower to the next with complete detachment.

When you believe you possess something you can do what you like with it. However, there is a price to pay for possessiveness.

Have you ever felt a nagging pain somewhere? The moment you focus on the pain and make it yours, what you're saying is that it's yours. You're now trying to get rid of it. You dream up new techniques to get rid of the pain. You might succeed in dissolving it at that moment but it ends up reappearing in another form. You play this game until one day you realise that the pain is not yours. It is simply whatever it is seeking expression. Let it pass through without possessing it.

The same applies with pleasure. While pleasure feels good, the moment you capture it you're on a quest to keep the pleasure going, to increase the pleasure. And when you can't keep it going you're unhappy. Why not treat pleasure as pain; something that is not yours to possess just let it express as it will and let it go.

The universe is filled to the brim with opportunities to express ideas, yet these ideas are not meant to be possessed. They belong to no one.

I don't belong to you.
You don't belong to me.

I am freedom.

Enocia

Freedom Speaks

2006-11-04T10:47:00.000Z

The following was previously posted at The One in All.

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Freedom Speaks

Heard the one about someone who tried to stuff Freedom in a box? He went to look in the box but couldn't find Freedom.

"Where is that Freedom?" the man said, "I could have sworn I locked the box securely. How did he manage to get out?"

In the meantime, Freedom was standing outside the box chuckling to Himself but the man couldn't see Him.

My nature is Freedom, therefore, I cannot be contained.

But surely you got yourself in a bind so you could experience what it feels like to be trapped?

That's codswallop! The nature of Freedom is freedom. Freedom cannot be contained; it is not in Freedom's make-up to contain Himself, nor does Freedom know or can ever experience bondage. You are either free or you are not. Anything unlike Freedom is meaningless.

But how come you are trapped in this human reality?

I am not. I am Freedom, and I am free.

Isn't it interesting how we are doing all we can to free ourselves from beliefs, the ego, or whatever? If you believe you need to free yourself from something, you are in a dream where you are trapped in something, and you are frantically trying to free yourself from whatever it is. You believe you have to study teachings and be spiritual or whatever so you can be free. Freedom is not dreaming that dream.

How do I get out of the dream?

Stop trying to free yourself. Stop believing you have to free yourself from something. Stop thinking you have to be free from an ego. To struggle is to perpetuate the illusion of being trapped.

Your nature is Freedom.
Freedom doesn't have to free Himself.
Freedom is never trapped.
Freedom is.

There are no boxes, no limitations, no ego; there is only Freedom.

You are either in a dream or you are Freedom.

I am Freedom,
Enocia

Butterfly

2006-11-04T10:29:00.000Z

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