Are You a Gutless Wonder?

I find it takes guts to follow your heart when everyone around you is afraid of rocking the boat.

Last night I watched one of my favourite films, Strictly Ballroom, which, for me, represents what it means to follow my heart regardless.

Scott Hastings, a talented ballroom dancer wants to do his own steps, which would mean breaking the Australian Dance Federation rules. Scott's mother is dead set against him doing his own steps because she knows he will end up losing the competition. Scott's partner, Liz Holt, is not very keen on dancing new steps either. She ends up dumping Scott and links up with Ken Railings, who is very popular with the Australian Dance Federation judges. There is now only three weeks until the next big competition. Will Scott find a suitable partner in time?

Scott's dream of dancing his own steps comes true instantly in the form of plain-Jane beginner, Fran, who has been Scott's secret admirer for a long time. Fran proposes to be his new dance partner. She says she's prepared to dance his way; she's used to making up her own steps anyway.

This is Scott's first test. When the chips are down, can he live up to his principles?

Scott is not very impressed that a beginner like Fran would dare to approach a professional dancer like himself. He refuses to consider the idea. Fran tells him he's like all the others who are too scared to break the norm. She calls him a "gutless wonder." Scott realises that Fran is right so he decides to give her a chance.

Fran and Scott arrange secret meetings every day so they can practise dancing his way. In the meantime, Scott pretends he's still looking for a partner and continues to audition prospective candidates. Scott's mother, Shirley is getting stressed about him not finding a partner. After many hours of practice, Scott decides Fran is ready. Just as he's about to introduce Fran as his new dancing partner, Scott discovers that the Australian Dance Federation have paired him up with Tina Sparkle, a former champion, whose current partner is about to retire from dancing.

This is Scott's second test - what is more important: winning or being true to himself. Although Fran is very upset with the Federation's decision, she knows that Scott has a good chance of winning with Tina Sparkle. Scott feels really torn because he's been dreaming of winning the completion since he was a child. He's also falling in love with Fran. While he's deciding he has a dance with Fran. That is when the ballroom community discover that Scott has been secretly dancing with Fran, the beginner.

Scott's mother, Shirley, steps in. There's no way she wants her son to miss out on such a wonderful opportunity to dance with Tina Sparkle. She convinces Fran that she should back off and let Scott dance with Tina.

Scott comes to a decision and goes to Fran's house to tell her that he wants to dance his own steps with her, even if it means not winning the competition. When Scott meets Fran's parents and friends who are Spanish, he soon realises that their Paso Doble routine they have been practising is not up to scratch. Fran's parents teach them how to dance it from the heart.

While Scott has been running around trying to get himself prepared for the completion, there is a subplot involving his father, Ken, a man who is constantly being bullied by his wife, Shirley. He lets her get her way just for an easy life. The only time he's happy is when he is dancing, which he does in secret.

The next test to Scott's dreams comes from Barry Fife, the President of the Australian Dance Federation, who has been trying to make Scott follow the rules. In one scene, Barry challenges Scott, "Where would we all be if everyone made up their own steps?"

"You would be out of a job," Scott replies.

Barry comes up with an excellent plan to get Scott back on the Federation side. He tells Scott a story about his dad, Ken. Apparently in the late sixties, Ken and Shirley used to be brilliant ballroom dancers and they even won competitions. According to Barry, Ken became self-obsessed and wanted to do his own steps. He and Shirley ended up losing the completion. Since then, Ken hasn't been able to dance. This is news to Scott because he's always believed his dad doesn't dance. Scott now has another dilemma: dance his own steps and repeat his father's mistakes or follow the rules and make his parents proud. He decides to follow the rules and links up with his former partner, Liz Holt.

Scott's decision to play by the rules leaves Fran very angry and frustrated. Scott tries to explain why he's made that decision. He says it's very hard from him but Fran is not interested. She calls him a "gutless wonder" for not following his dreams. It is then Scott's father intervenes and tells him the real story. Ken never did get the opportunity to do his own steps because Shirley was too frightened of the consequences. She decided to dance with someone else who she believed would help win them the completion. They lost anyway. Ken tells Scott that since then they've been living in fear. At that moment, Scott decides he would rather be true to himself.

Scott asks Fran if she would still like to dance with him and she says yes. They end up doing the Paso Doble their way. That's when all hell breaks loose. Barry, the President of the Federation, is furious. His girlfriend switches off the music and Barry tells Fran and Scott that they have been disqualified. Ken, starts to clap, which is his way of encouraging Scott and Fran to dance anyway with or without the music. Scott and Fran follow the rhythm in their hearts and dance until the music is switched back on.

In the final scene, Ken walks over to Shirley and asks her for a dance, which he hasn't done publicly in a very long time. It's as if the spell of fear he's been under for so long has been broken. Everyone gets on the dance floor and they dance to the song "Love is in the air."

I believe making up your steps represent being true to yourself and following your heart. Someone who follows their heart is a threat to the status quo. For instance, if you are capable of getting guidance from Source, why would you need to look to a teacher? This leaves the teacher potentially out of a job and the education system at risk. The teacher will do all he can to convince you how much you need him. This is when you have to decide who you really are.

Are you a gutless wonder?

Enocia

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No Time Passes - Revisited

I was going to walk to my destination but I had a change of heart and decided to catch the bus. There was a woman at the bus stop. I said hello to her. She said she'd been waiting for ages for a bus. I said that maybe they have a reduced service because of the holiday season.

After a few minutes I said, "I can't believe the year is nearly over!"

"Me too. It only seems like yesterday when I moved to Bream Close ten years ago," she said. "My daughter was only this high. Now she's getting ready to take her GCSEs."

"Wow, that's a long time!"

As our bus was approaching I wished her Happy New Year. We got on board and she sat in front while I sat at the back.

During the journey I pondered over the concept "it only seems like yesterday." The paradox of being is no time passes and yet it appears as if time passes. The year of my birth, 1966, happened only a moment ago. Every experience I've ever had only happened a moment ago. And yet I appear to have lived for 41 years.

Since everything happened only a moment ago then time doesn't really pass. How come I don't look the way I did in 1966? Because I'm experiencing a dream of time passing. In this dream I have a dream body which experiences the effects of my dream i.e. aging.

In the dream time we collectively call 2001, I went through an emotional breakdown or breakthrough, depending on how you want to see it where I had a shift in perception. From then on, I started experiencing every day as more or less the same and yesterday as a moment ago. So when I think of my friends I haven't seen in a "while" I always remember the way they were a moment ago. It's quite a shock when I see someone I haven't seen in "ages" and see they have aged because in my reality, no time passes.

My nephew finds it quite amusing that I always look the same. He's just turned 14 and he thinks I haven't changed one bit. Why should I? No time passes!

If no time passes, how come I've had time to fit so much in? Well, it's simply that I have stretched that one moment to fit in many experiences. It's rather like when parents discover that just because they've had more children doesn't mean they have less love. They seem to have even more love for their other kids.

Love ends the dream of time passing. All I'm doing is experiencing myself as Love and stretching who I am to eternity. Then I have all the "time" in the world to fit in as much I choose to.

It only seems like a moment ago since I started this piece. No time has passed and it's finally finished.

Enocia

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Giving You the Best That I Got

This has got to be my favourite Anita Baker song and ranks there as one of my favourite songs ever.

Here's the lyrics and the video.

Enjoy.

Love always,
Enocia

Anita Baker - Giving You The Best That I Got Lyrics

(Anita Baker, Skip Scarborough & Randy Holland)

Ain't there something I can give you
In exchange for everything you give to me
Read my mind and make me feel just fine
When I think my peace of mind is out of reach

The scales are sometimes unbalanced
And you bear the weight of all that has to be
I hope you see that you can lean on me
And together we can calm a stormy sea

We love so strong and so unselfishly
And I tell you now that I made a vow
I'm giving you the best that I got, baby
Yes I tell you now that I made a vow
I'm giving you the best that I got, honey

Everybody's got opinions
About the way they think our story's gonna end
Some folks feel it's just a superficial thrill
Everybody's gonna have to think again

We love so strong and so unselfishly
They don't bother me so I'm gonna keep on
Giving you the best that I got, baby
They don't bother me, said I'm gonna keep on
Giving you the best that I got, listen baby

Somebody understands me
Somebody gave his heart to me
I stumbled my whole life long
Always on my own, now I'm home

My weary mind is rested
And I feel as if my home is in your arms
Fears are all gone, I like the sound of your song
And I think I want to sing it forever

We love so strong and so unselfishly
And I made a vow so I tell you now
I'm giving you the best that I got, baby
I bet everything on my wedding ring
I'm giving you the best that I got, givin' it to you baby Lyrics

Quotes of the Day - 2

"The only true law is that which leads to freedom," Jonathan said. "There is no other." --Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach

"For infinity, the only worthwhile enterprise of a warrior is freedom. Any other enterprise is fraudulent." -- Don Juan from The Active Side of Infinity

Check out this Jonathan Livingston Seagull video based on the book of the same title; with songs by Neil Diamond.

And thanks for the recommendation.

Evolution versus Creation

Last night I watched an episode of the cartoon series, The Simpsons called The Monkey Suit. One thing I love about the Simpsons is that it is pure parody.

Anyway, Ned Flanders, the local Christian guy takes his kids to an exhibition of weapons but he can't get in because of the long queue. He decides to check out the evolution exhibit and is appalled to discover that the Darwinian model of evolution is being promoted, and that the exhibition is making a mockery of Creationism i.e. the belief that all life and the universe were created by some kind of deity. Ned complains to Reverend Lovejoy about this. Reverend Lovejoy gets Principle Skinner to teach Creationism as an alternative to the Evolution theory. Lisa Simpson objects to Creationism because she believes it is not scientific and brings this up at the local council meeting. The members vote to have only Creationism taught at school. Lisa ends up teaching Darwinian theory in secret but she's soon discovered and arrested for breaking the law. The system takes Lisa to court and the case is called "Lisa Simpson versus God." Lisa has to defend the Darwinian model, which she ends up winning with a little help from her family. It was hilarious!

Look what I received this morning via email from a friend.

Clearing away the dust

Is man the product of a cosmic storm?
Of fifteen billion years of cooling stew?
Did dust and hydrocarbons, clotting, form
Imperfect humans – known as “me” and “you?”

Or did genetic forces -- which began
As specks of dust in warm primordial slime,
Then protoplasm, monkey – become man,
Descendent of three billion years of time?

Or was man formed of Babylonian dust
Six thousand years ago? And did God’s breath
Give him this parody of life which must
Eventually end in dust – in death?

No. Man upon the sixth day did appear
As God’s own child, His infinite idea.

Brian Blandford
Christmas 2007

I find it interesting how my friend and I are experiencing the same idea from different perspectives. In the Simpsons' reality, Evolution is the winner. In my friend's reality, Creation is the winner. If the truth be told, I'm not bothered either way.

By the way, I highly recommend that episode of the "The Simpsons"; it is pure genius whether you are an Evolutionist, Creationist or none of the above.

Enocia

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The Many Facets of Self

As I was walking to the bus stop this morning, I was pondering on how we all share the same Self, even forms we regard as inanimate such as this computer.

I was reminded of a vision I once had in meditation when I saw myself as a diamond with infinite facets.

I noticed this man approaching me. I smiled at him and said hello. He scowled and muttered "Fuck off!" which made me chuckle.

I thought, I don't care what you're thinking I know we share the one Self - Love. I looked back at him and saw he was also looking back though he was still scowling.

I spent the rest of my bus journey marvelling at the many ways Self appears.

Peace and love to all.

Enocia

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What is the Ego?

31: Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed?
32: (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things.
33: But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Matthew 6

Nowadays there is a lot of talk about people being self-obsessed and having huge egos. What exactly is the ego? My ego is simply a tool that my True Self that is Infinite Love/Soul/Spirit has created to express self. Now I have a choice whether to surrender and let the consciousness of Self express through my ego or not. I have found that when I don't let Love express through the ego, another consciousness is going to express through. This other consciousness is the "dog eat dog" paradigm of winners and losers, where everyone dumps on everyone else.

Last night, I watched Extras Christmas Special on television. The sitcom "Extras" follows Andy Millman's journey from his job as a banker to pursue his dream as an actor. While he's waiting to hit the big time, Andy works as an Extra. Andy ends up writing a script for a sitcom called "When the Whistle Blows" which is set in a Wigan factory canteen. Andy's character has a catchphrase: "Are you having a laugh?" The comedy is very popular with TV audience but not so popular with reviewers.

The only real friend Andy has is Maggie, whom he met during his days as an Extra. While Andy has hit the big time, Maggie is still getting bit parts as an Extra, which she loathes. Whenever Andy wants to dine out at "The Ivy" restaurant, where lots of celebrities hang out, he calls on Maggie to accompany him.

Although Andy has achieved fame and fortune in his sitcom, he still craves respect from peers and critics alike. Andy decides he's had enough of playing the comedy character and he's now ready to be taken seriously. He fires his agent/manager, the clueless Darren Lamb, and signs up with Tre Cooper who is agent to the superstars. The Christmas Special follows Andy's journey to achieve his dream of being a serious actor with hilarious effects.

In one scene two has-been comedians called "Hale and Pace" arrive at "The Ivy" restaurant and request a table. The manager tells them there are no tables available and they have to book three months in advance. One of the comedians says, "But we could be dead in three months." When Andy and Maggie arrive, Andy tells the manager he hasn't booked but would still like a table. The manager is happy to offer him one, which isn't surprising as Andy is still famous. That's when he is approached by Tre, who becomes his new agent.

Andy arranges to meet up with Tre to discuss the kind of roles he would like. He dreams of being a serious actor in a film role. Tre believes that if Andy is going to move from the C-List to the top of the B-List, he's going to have to attend movie premiers, take roles in sci-fi series, and appear on reality TV shows. Andy refuses as he insists he's a serious actor. His agent persuades him to at least continue doing his sitcom "When the Whistle Blows" which audience love. Andy decides to do a one-off special set in Spain. After he's finished filming the sitcom, he announces to his audience that he has no intention of doing any more shows, which pisses off the powers that be at the BBC.

Andy is convinced he'll have people knocking at his door to offer him roles but receives no offers. He finds he can no longer get in contact with his agent. In desperation he ends up taking roles he didn't want such as playing an alien in the sci-fi "Doctor Who."

In the meantime, Andy's best friend Maggie, ends up walking out from one job as an Extra. She decides she no longer wants to be an Extra but she's not qualified to do anything else. She ends up working as a cleaner. Because of her reduced income, she has to live in a miserable bed-sit, which doesn't help her self-esteem as she already feels she has done nothing with her life. Andy is too self-obsessed to give her any emotional support.

As Andy's popularity diminishes, it affects how he's treated at the celebrity restaurant. He's now been offered the worst table in the restaurant. When he comes out of the restaurant, the paparazzi are not keen to take his photograph nor does anyone want his autograph. One day Andy and Maggie try to get a table at the restaurant and are told that they have to book in advance. This is when Andy realises he is now officially a "nobody." Maggie and Andy end up having a row about his attitude and she storms out of the restaurant leaving him sitting at the restaurant bar fuming at being refused entry. He knows his agent, Tre, is in the restaurant with another client. He forces his way in to speak to Tre.

Andy asks Tre why he hasn't been returning his phone calls and not offering him roles. Tre tells him he can't help him until he knows what he really wants: fame and fortune; or to be a serious actor. Andy says he would like both. Tre tells him very few people can have both and Andy isn't in that category. Andy decides he wants to have fame and fortune and will do whatever it takes.

The next role he's offered is "Celebrity Big Brother" where he meets other has-been and wannabe celebrities who are hoping their time in the "Big Brother" household will kick-start their careers. Andy starts to realise that he's not happy being in the celebrity household. He can now see how he's sold his soul to the devil. He rants on about how shallow the world of celebrity is. He also apologises to Maggie for treating her badly then he walks out of "Big Brother."

Outside, Andy meets his agent, Tre, who has arranged for him to have a press conference. Tre tells Andy that he can now sell his story to newspapers and the world is now his oyster. Andy decides he no longer wants to be part of that world and sneaks out through the backdoor where Maggie is waiting for him. The programme ends with he and Maggie driving away with Andy suggesting they go somewhere where nobody knows who he is.

In "Extras" Andy let his craving for more fame and glory express through his ego and he ended up alienating his best friend. It was only when he finally "woke up" that he realised that what he really wanted was to live by his principles. Only then was he offered the world which he declined.

I believe we all go through those tests when we have to decide what we really, really want. Do you want what the world has to offer or what your true self has to offer? You could end up having both fame and fortune and still live by your principles.

My ego is the tool for my True Self to express self.

Enocia

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The Two Paths

Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. Wherefore do ye spend money for that which is not bread? and your labour for that which satisfieth not? hearken diligently unto me, and eat ye that which is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness. Isaiah 55: 1-2

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

I have said, Ye are gods; and all of you are children of the most High. But ye shall die like men, and fall like one of the princes. Psalm 82: 6-7

I have found that in every moment I have two decisions: do I follow the path of my True Self as Love or do I go with what society and world says is true. One choice is usually for free and the other is one you have to sweat blood and guts for.

I remember years ago I did some voluntary work at the local Women's Centre. At the time I was exploring my identity as a woman. I got to meet women from different backgrounds. I was also thinking about going into therapy because I believed there was some childhood issues I needed to deal with. I had already seen two therapists but I didn't feel they were suitable. At the Women's Centre I met this woman who called herself a spiritual counsellor. She offered sessions for free at her house and invited me for a session.

At our first session I felt myself opening up and I poured out everything that I was unhappy with, which I attributed to experiences I had had as a child. I ranted and raved for about two hours and wailed like a banshee. I was so embarrassed to cry in front of that woman as I always saw crying as weak. After I had exhausted myself, the counsellor suggested that I visualise all those people who had hurt me and then forgive them. Forgive? That's way too simple and naive an approach! I thought we were going to spend months discussing this not forgiveness. Besides, how could I forgive them when they didn't believe they had done anything wrong? The counsellor said I was welcome to return the next week. Before I left, I went to the bathroom where I repaired my makeup and silently vowed I would never return to that "mad" woman again. Forgiveness? Bloody cheek!

One day at a creative writing evening class I was attending, I heard this woman talking about her therapy sessions. I asked for her therapist's details and made an appointment to see her. Her approach was exactly what I had in mind where I can talk and she analyses me. She encouraged me to record my dreams. The only catch was I couldn't afford our weekly sessions because I was a student and living on pittance. My therapist offered to charge me half the amount and we agreed to meet about once every two weeks. In between our sessions, she recommended books for me to read to enable me to understand my psyche. Fortunately, I didn't have to buy them; I borrowed them from her library. She also advised me to join a women's support group which I attended. I still found it quite hard trying to make my student grant stretch to include therapy sessions. I ended up seeing her for about six months until one day I realised I no longer needed to be in therapy. (See The Causeless Cause).

As you can see, I was offered the way of Love and forgiveness which came for free but I wasn't open to that approach. I ended up experiencing a way that I could relate to, which I couldn't even afford. It's good to know that the Universe was supporting my beliefs anyway.

Years later, I had a knee injury. I spent about two years looking for a cure and seeing various therapists. After I had depleted my resources, I turned to God and asked for HIS help. God showed me a vision of myself running. There came a point when I ran for a bus and my knee was perfect. (See The Gift of Unbelief). How much did God's vision cost me? Not a single penny.

Years ago I was feeling very depressed. At the time I was temping and I wasn't happy doing it. I knew that being someone's secretary wasn't my destiny. I wanted a whole new direction, a new life, but I didn't know how to go about it.

One day I heard a Voice within me telling me to get out my notebook. The Voice started dictating to me affirmations such as:

I AM Love
I AM Peace
I AM Joy
I AM Power
I AM Wisdom
I AM Freedom
I AM Fulfilment
I AM That I AM

And so it went on. I was soon called up for a week's contract but it turned out there wasn't much typing so I ended up writing out I AM affirmations in my notebook.

The Voice told me that I already had everything within me and when I affirm as the I AM, I am calling it forth. I was told that the I AM within me, my God Presence, would teach me Her way of doing things, as opposed to the world's way. I was to follow no one but trust in my God Presence.

I wish I could say everything was easy. It was difficult for me to accept this. How could I possibly think I can be God with affirmations? There was also my Christian programming to contend with that says the only way to God is through Jesus. I also realised I was frightened of experiencing my own greatness. And I didn't have to pay for it, which meant it must have little or no value.

Gradually I started to trust in mySelf. I realised I didn't need to channel anyone but to simply be the I AM and let the I AM express as my experiences. I also realised that I have my own unique path and blueprint that I am here to follow and share with others.

In case you're wondering how much it has cost me to express my I AM? Zilch.

By the way, I'm not saying that a way is wrong because you have to pay for it. I am very much aware we live in a reality where money is used as exchange. As long as people still believe that we need to earn our good, then we'll continue to have an exchange system where money is part and parcel of that reality. I do believe that even that money can come for free when you trust in Love.

So there you have it, I'm always given two choices in every moment: the Love I AM or follow the world's way.

I AM Infinite Love.

Enocia

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Slow Boat to China

"I see every day as me. Every day is an opportunity to learn more about myself. I then encounter people or have experiences that give me further insights about myself, which I record in my blogs." Me, Mine, My, Myself and I are One;

Last night my bus journey was painfully slow. At one point the driver stopped at a bus stop for about five minutes. I knew it was because he was early. I understand that bus drivers get into trouble when they arrive early, but it's OK for them to arrive late.

The bus continued to chugger along, stopping longer than usual at each bus stop.

What the bloody hell is going on? Why have I caught this slow boat to China? It was then it all made sense.

Earlier during the day I had put out an intention for the day to pass slowly because I wanted to have fun experimenting with time. (See Moving at Snail's Pace). The day had passed slowly, and I seem to have all the time in the world, which was a lot of fun. The only snag was because I forgot to specify how long I wanted that experience to last, it kept on going. No wonder I ended up catching a bus that had way too much time to kill.

When I got off that bus, the next bus arrived in no time at all. I felt like I was in two minds; part of me wanted to get home quickly while another part wanted to continue moving at snail's pace. A few stops down the road, I noticed my final bus was waiting at a bus stop and the drivers were changing shifts. I had to decide whether to get off and catch that bus, which would take me all the way home. I couldn't be bothered to get off. I mean, there is no rush, is there? The bus I was on stopped at the next stop which allowed the one behind to overtake us. By the time we arrived at the bus station, it was too late to catch the one in front, so I ended up walking home. I guess I did want to experience a slow day after all.

Life is a wonderful adventure in Consciousness. The choice is always mine whether I wish to experience life as fast or slow.

Enocia

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Continuous Play

No way, you can fight it every day
But no matter what you say
You know it
The rhythm is gonna get'cha

No clue, of what's happening to you
And before this night is through
Ooh baby
The rhythm is gonna get'cha

Rhythm is gonna get'cha
Rhythm is gonna get'cha
Rhythm is gonna get you

The rhythm is gonna get you tonight Gloria Estefan, lyrics

As I was sitting in the bookshop reading, I could hear music in the background. I stopped reading and focused on the song. I felt the rhythm in me. I then felt the rhythm moving my fingers in time to the beat. I let my fingers tap on the book and do their thing until the end of the song. Although the song had come to an end and another song was playing, I noticed my fingers were still moving to the last song.

When I mentally disconnected from the previous song, my fingers stayed still. I then had to choose whether I wanted to dance to the next music or not. As it was a song I loved, I let the rhythm take over my fingers and they started moving in time to the beat. Again at the end of the song, my fingers were still moving to the old song even when the next song came on.

I repeated this experiment several times. When Luther Vandross' song Never Too Much came on, which I really love, I let the song take over my body and sang along Karaoke style.

I can't fool myself, I don't want nobody else to ever love me
You are my shinin' star, my guiding light, my love fantasy
There's not a minute, hour, day or night that I don't love you
You're at the top of my list 'cause I'm always thinkin' of you

I still remember in the days when I was scared to touch you
How I spent my day dreamin' plannin' how to say I love you
You must have known that I had feelings deep enough to swim in
That's when you opened up your heart and you told me to come in

Oh, my love
A thousand kisses from you is never too much
I just don't wanna stop

Oh, my love
A million days in your arms is never too much
I just don't wanna stop

Too much, never too much, never too much, never too much Never Too Much, lyrics

The songs represent who I am as infinite being

All realities, which have their own rhythms or vibrations, exist within me. When I am open to experience that reality, all I have to do is let it arise and take over and we move as one.

Each reality is never ending. A song, for instance, originates in the silence of Being and dissolves in the silence. Within the silence, the song is on continuous play and always seeking instruments to express through.

My love for you is on continuous play forever.

Enocia

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Moving at Snail's Pace

When I woke up this morning, I noticed it was 7.50 am. I put out an intention for the next ten minutes to go at a snail's pace. Although I wasn't asleep I closed my eyes. The time did seem to drag on forever until it got to 8 O'clock. I then put out another intention for the next hour to last for a long time, and it did appear to last forever.

I also put out an intention for the day to pass really slowly and so far it seems as if I've been awake forever.

I remember when I used to meet up with my friend. As we didn't see each other that often, our time was very precious. We used to wish for the whole night to pass slowly. Both of us used to experience the time passing really slowly.

The reverse is also true. There have been many times when I've put out an intention for the time to go really quickly and in my reality it had.

So while we appear to share the same time, we can all experience time subjectively according to our intentions.

Time was made for man's use, after all.

Enocia

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Active Intelligence

My True Self, that which is Infinite Love, is active intelligence. This means that every moment Love is actively being love i.e. making all things perfect, good, harmonious and beautiful.

Active intelligence is like pigeons. We have lots of them in London. Pigeons don't stop doing what they do just because humans have decided it's a public holiday and they need to take time out to rest. Life continues as usual for them.

The Intelligence in pigeons is the same intelligence that quickens my body and makes it work perfectly. Whether I am awake, asleep, or in meditation, the Intelligence continues to do what It does perfectly.

The Intelligence that quickens my body is the same Intelligence that is active in the universe.

Now there is another intelligence that mimic's Infinite Love - beliefs that have us identify ourselves as mere mortals limited in a body in time and space.

Waking up, in the spiritual sense, is really about being constantly aware of my identity as Infinite Love whose intelligence is active in every moment.

This means that I'm either aware of the Infinite Love's active intelligence in every moment or I'm aware of the counterfeit intelligence of limitation in every moment.

What I am aware of is magnified in my experience. When my focus is on Love, I experience Love. When my focus is on the counterfeit intelligence, I experience that reality.

Love is all there is and active in every moment.

Enocia

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The Path of Love

I was speaking to my brother the other night about our cousin who recently passed away. He said although he was very sad to hear the news we have to accept that death is part of life. He said death is the only certainty in life that we are all going to experience at some point. I didn't agree with my brother's perspective.

My brother's perspective about death being the only certainty is the dominant paradigm. You are born, you get older, you get sick, get better, get sick, get better, grow old and you die. While you wait for the inevitable to occur, your lot is to work hard, pay your taxes, get into debt, save for a rainy day, and save for your retirement. Don't forget to put some money aside for your funeral, which is inevitable. It never occurs to people that death is only one of many programmes that goes against what we innately are as Spirit/Light/Love. Love knows no beginning or end; Love was never born nor can Love ever die.

Well, I'm not here to convert anyone to my beliefs. People are free to believe whatever they want to believe. I can only focus on being true to who I am.

I am on the path of Love that knows no death.

With love,
Enocia

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Long Live Multiculturalism!

One of the things I don't like about the holiday season is when things shut down as if we are all expected to come to a standstill just because it's Christmas.

As the Love that I am is always active, I am always inspired. There is always work to be done.

Although there were no public transports on Christmas Day, I decided to go for a walk anyway. I soon discovered an Internet cafe, run by a Muslim guy, who was happy to provide a service.

Long live multiculturalism!

Enocia

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Acceleration

I have noticed that when I have an intention to do something and see it as already accomplished, everything speeds up around me. It's as if I'm being pulled along by a magnet that makes things happen really fast.

At the bus stop I checked the computerised timetable to see when my next bus was due. I had a choice of three buses. It said the first would arrive in 10 minutes. I thought to myself "I am already home." I could see myself sitting at home speaking to my mother. When I looked at the timetable, I saw that the timetable had changed and was showing that one of the buses I could take was due in 4 minutes. Four minutes seem to only last for about a minute then I saw my bus approaching. I figured I might as well catch that one. When I got off the bus, my next bus was right behind. I arrived home in no time.

The other day before I did the vacuum cleaning the other day, I saw the carpet as already clean. I know I have my friends of Light doing the work on my behalf (see Self-Belief- Revisited), but this time everything was accelerated. It was quite comical really as I felt myself moving the Hoover very fast like I'd taken drugs or something. After I/we finished the cleaning, I went to have a shower and again I felt things speeding up. It was then I decided to slow things down so I could enjoy the shower.

What if what we see as ascension is nothing more than being accelerated to such an extent that you're moving too fast for people to see you? This means that we're sharing the same space as many beings but we can't see them because they are moving at the speed of thought.

I am reminded of an episode of StarTrek I saw recently called Wink of an Eye. Captain Kirk and his crew respond to a distress call on a planet called Scalos. When they arrive at the planet they find no one there. While on the planet, a crewman samples some of the water and he disappears. Later on the ship while Kirk is drinking coffee, he disappears from the crew. The truth of the matter is that Kirk and his crewman have been accelerated. They are both moving so fast the crew on the Enterprise can no longer see them. However, they can both now interact with the Scalosians who are on board the ship. It turns out the Scalosians are accelerated humans. The Queen of the Scalosians would like Kirk to be her consort. She also wants to put the rest of the crew in hibernation so they could be used to help sustain their race that is being affected by radiation. The downside with acceleration is "any damage to cells causes an accelerated death.@ Kirk is not prepared to have his crew used as guinea pigs. To cut a long story short, Spock discovers the acceleration technology and figures what has happened to the captain. He also experiments with the technology and finds that he can now interact with the captain and the Scalosians. He also creates an antidote to the acceleration technology. Before Spock returns to normal, Spock uses his accelerated state to repair the ship's systems in the wink of an eye.

One thing I found interesting about that episode was when Spock discovered that when things are accelerated, you end up hearing it as a high pitch sound, which reminds me of the high pitch sound I hear in my right ear. I've always attributed that sound to my True Self, which is moving at an accelerated rate.

I guess how quickly I want to experience life is up to me. I can choose to go at a snail's pace or I could let things happen at light speed.

"I feel the need, the need for speed." -- Lt. Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Top Gun

Enocia

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ps: Following is a very article about Ascension

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Ascension--the Time is Now

by Joanna Cherry

Ascension! What is it? It's becoming a watchword these days. Most basically, it is a quickening, a speeding up of vibrational frequency that includes our body, mind and heart. Frequency is that which identifies something--anything, our car, a water bottle, a human body--as itself. Pluck two guitar strings; the one with the higher pitch has a faster rate of vibration, which is frequency. Water is identified in its three states through frequency; in its slowest frequencies it is ice, in faster ones liquid, and in still faster ones gas.

What happens to a human body when its frequencies speed up? It heads toward light, or energy, the basic stuff of the universe. Einstein's famous theory, E=MC2, is saying in basic terms that if you speed up matter enough, you get energy. So actually, if you speed up your car enough, (not in miles per hour!) you also get light. (Don't do this if you want to get to Tulsa!) This is a reversal of the process which formed our universe: it began as light, and when denser forms such as galaxies and planets were wanted, the frequencies of light were slowed down to create matter. Right now, our bodies are quickening, becoming lighter--ascending. When a human body fully ascends, its frequencies speed up so much that it is able to step into a lighter dimension, a higher-frequency realm than the third dimension, and leave no physical body behind in death. Thousands of people have ascended before us; most stay in lighter realms, serving Earth and all life and humanity upon it. We know some of their names: Jesus, Mary, Babaji, St. Germain, Buddha, Quan Yin, El Morya, Annalee Skarin, Kuthumi, Christine Mercie, Sanat Kumara, Lady Nada, Djwal Kuhl, Madame Blavatsky, Serapis Bey, and others.

(Even before ascending, a human body may be rejuvenated and become immortal; this is because the body is formed by thought, in every moment, and may be changed by thought in any moment. But that is for another article.)

What happens to a human heart and mind when they speed up? They move into enlightenment, and into the unlimited possibilities of divinity. The limitations we experience as part of the human condition are not natural for us. We are great beings who are one with universal mind, which can also be called God. In some of our early experiences on Earth, we knew we were unlimited--our bodies lived, they didn't age or get sick and they only died through accident. We could speed up our bodies into light, fly around the stars for awhile, and come back--or not.

Working for a living was unheard of. We could create anything we wanted by first forming it mentally, and then slowing down the frequencies of the mental creation until it became solid. We could travel by thought, instantly, anywhere we wanted to go. But long, long ago we began to forget our essential truth, and to believe the physical world the most real; that we were our bodies, and these aged, sickened and died; that we could experience lack. We created war. We have become so used to these limited conditions that our natural state seems like an impossible fantasy to us now; but most religions call our early times Eden, or paradise.

Ascension is our return to this unlimited state. It is our divinity felt and expressed, on this plane or a lighter one. It is BEING who we are: joy, love, life, light.

The good news is, we're beginning to recall our greatness. This begins unconsciously for most of us, until we come to a point where, gradually or suddenly, we have a new outlook. For me it happened back in 1971, when I woke one morning with--simply--a realization that God existed, and that I had a relationship with It. This put me on a path of meditation and study, meeting my inner Self and master friends who help me on my journey, becoming a minister and finally a spiritual teacher. We are awakening at different times and different speeds, and each of us has our own way of doing it; but it's happening to people in every walk of life. Eventually, every one of us will remember who we are.

But why now? Simply, because it's time. It's the end of an old era. We're tired of pretending to be something we're not: limited. We've learned all we wanted about 3-D, its joys and its tribulations. The Earth herself, a living being, is shaking off physical density and ascending, and we are going with her.

This time has been prophecied by the Mayans, the Bible, the Hopi Indians and other ancient cultures. I am speaking not of "Earth changes"--though these are yet possible--but of the Age of Light, the Golden Age. On some level of our being we have all agreed to co-create this era, now.

How do we experience the birth of this new era? For one thing, consciously or unconsciously we are calling in light--the divine, infinite light of our being--to shine into everything, including all our dark corners. This can feel really scary because the darkness usually has to "come up"--come to consciousness--in order to be released. From all our past lives and the cellular DNA memory of our race, the darkness is coming up! This is why, along with our real progress in peace and freedom, darkness is also intensifying.

But as we bring our love forward (we may call our love Goddess/God, our I Am Presence, our Christ Self, our inner or higher self, etc.), it knows how to take us through all difficulties to the other side.

We have tremendous help in all this. The ascended masters, names known and unknown, have formed a brother-sisterhood to assist each one of us into the joy, life, oneness, power, wisdom, knowing, love and light of our being. Any of them may be called upon, and nothing gives them greater joy than assisting. Our personal and guardian angels, and all the archangels are here for us. Many on Earth have garnered wisdom which may benefit others. But most important, we have the help of our own Self, that unlimited, unique consciousness within. When we nurture connection with our true being and can be accurately guided by it, this takes us straight along our best path.

Just how do you ascend? First of all, intend to ascend. Then follow your heart, your joy, your love-these are directly connected with your true self. Does something inspire you, excite you? Do that! You are loved and supported in doing it; use your practical wisdom to bridge your old ways with your new. Forgive yourself--for everything--past, present and future. Love yourself, your every thought, feeling, and action as quickly as possible. Loving your anger, for example, turns it gradually into love. Heal your relationships. Embrace everything that happens as fully as you can, knowing you create each experience as a mirror to learn from. Love everyone around you--everyone--as much as you can. Discover or reinforce how you want to give to the world; this can be any form, as long as your love is included in the giving.

Define yourself anew! Take "I can't" and "I don't know" from your vocabulary. Take out the words/thoughts "I am" followed by anything limited (tired, poor, sick). I Am a truly unlimited being and I can, I know. Focus upon your own divinity: see it, feel it, breathe it, be it. See the divine in others. Have patience with the process of moving into mastery; we have believed in limitation for eons. Just do it step by step, clearing out more and more of the limiting beliefs. (This may include facing and clearing past lives; it certainly includes clearing the unconscious.) Embrace your expansion, flow with the quickening taking place on Earth, and welcome the changes. Forgive yourself when you forget.

We have been discovering more and more about how ascension happens. For you it may be gradual, or you may take a big leap here and there. Without any particular experience needed as a prerequisite, you may become an ascended master on Earth. If you "go up" into a lighter dimension, you have the choice to remain there or return to Earth and help others. Choosing planetary 3-D life, you can relearn and make use of human natural abilities: travel by thought, instant manifestation, rejuvenation, and immortality. You may do all this in your body of eternal, youthful beauty.

Ascension is your natural state. If you are so guided, go for it!

Copyright Joanna Cherry, 2007 www.AscensionMastery.com

You are most welcome and encouraged to share this article with others, as long as you credit the source. Thank you.

Curiosity

On the bus I heard a woman asking the driver if the bus was going to Piccadilly Circus. The driver said it wasn't and advised her to change at Oxford Street.

On the way back to her seat I called her over. I told her I was going to Piccadilly Circus as well and I intended to change at Angel to catch another bus. I told her I would let her know when we arrived.

Another woman in front of me turned round and said, "What's happening at Piccadilly Circus? Sorry I'm being nosy."

"I don't know if anything special is happening there," I said. "I'm just off to a bookshop."

After a few minutes I tapped the woman on her shoulder and said, "I don't believe you were being nosy at all, just curious. Curiosity is a very good thing."

"Thank you for seeing it that way," she smiled.

For me, curiosity is about being interested in the infinite wonders of being. That's why I love chatting to people. You never know what wonderful titbits people have to share.

I love being curious, me.

Enocia

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The Devil Finds Work for Idle Hands

I was speaking to a friend I met at the bookshop. He shared his many trekking adventures in the Himalayas and in South America. He says he's planning another trip shortly. I asked him where he was living at the moment and he said he didn't have a fixed abode. He said after taking early retirement, and he sold his property, he's been staying with his brother. He's now got the freedom to travel and enjoy what he loves doing though he's mindful that he needs to decide what part of the UK he wants to live.

You would think that now my friend has the space to explore what he loves doing he would be happy. He said sometimes when he wakes up late, he feels guilty because he believes he shouldn't be in bed. He also feels guilty for being able to do what he likes which he shouldn't be doing. I told him there were too many "shoulds" in his vocabulary. Why feel guilty about following his joy? I'm not surprised my friend feels guilty though - he was a lawyer.

Seriously, the problem with having all that free time is you have to do something constructive with it otherwise, boredom, guilt, depression and all sorts of judgments set in. In other words, the devil finds work for idle hands.

As I see it, there is no such thing as "free time." Every moment is filled to capacity with love. It's a matter of being open to the limitless ways love is expressed. Sometimes it involves expressing what I love doing; sometimes it's about sharing what I love with others; other times it's about sharing another's joy like my friend was doing at the bookshop. We plan to meet up soon to share more of the Joy that we are.

There is no room for any "devil" when I'm busy being Love.

Enocia

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Faith is Seeing Beyond the Fog

1: Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
2: For by it the elders obtained a good report.
3: Through faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the word of God, so that things which are seen were not made of things which do appear. Hebrews 11

When I was going out yesterday around 12.30 pm, I saw it was very foggy and barely visible. At first I wished for the fog to dissipate. Then I decided I wanted to experience a day that was clear and bright. I thought, "I am a clear and bright sunny day; I am Light." In my mind's eye, I could "see" the sun shining and it was a lovely and bright day. During my bus journey, the fog dissipated, the sun came out and the day was bright just as I'd seen. It also felt very mild. Later in the evening, it got foggy again. Again I saw the evening as clear. When I got off the bus, there was no fog. Faith is being able to see a bright day beyond the fog.

When I shared my experience with my mother, she said she had experienced fog on her way to church; and on her way back from church, about 12.30 pm, there was still lots of fog. I guess you experience what you focus on.

As I see it, the fog represents beliefs in lack, sickness, old age and death. It takes faith to keep on focusing on omnipresent Love-Light, my Beloved, true self, and constant supply, when all around me is saying imperfection, lack, disease, fear and death.

I believe that no matter what the appearances, it's important for me to have a vision of perfection at all times because whatever vision I hold will be made manifest.

A while back I noticed the seat at a bus stop was broken and it was eventually removed. Whenever I went past that bus stop I would "see" the seat in place. A few days ago I was at that particular bus stop and I was able to sit down and wait for my bus. My vision had become a physical reality.

I can apply this to all situations in my life. Let's say my purse is empty, signifying I haven't got any money. Instead of focusing on what I don't have i.e. no money which ends up creating the same, I go beyond the empty purse and see my purse full. Put another way, I see infinite love-light, which is the substance of all that appears, in all time and all space, including that which appears to be my empty purse. I then let that which is already full be made manifest effortlessly. How the money comes is none of my concern.

By the way, when I came out this morning, there was no fog. It was a bright and sunny day.

Faith is being able to see beyond the fog of appearances to whatever reality I wish to experience, and letting that reality be made manifest effortlessly.

Enocia

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Mad about Walking

So I was talking to this guy about my love of walking, which he also shares. He said he's originally from the Forest of Dean in Gloucestershire. He grew up near the forests and enjoys taking long walks. He still has a place there but lives and works in London.

I told him I enjoy walks in the parks, Richmond Park and Hampstead Heath being my favourites. The nearest forest near where I live is Epping Forest in Essex, but you need a car to get there. I've explored part of it with a friend.

Like me, my friend doesn't drive and doesn't feel the need to drive in London. We both agreed that the public transport system in London is brilliant. We are really spoilt for choice. My friend said if he ever considers moving back to Gloucestershire, he is going to need a car because the transport system is dire.

He said once he had a friend visit his place in Gloucestershire. They were getting ready to travel to the nearest town. He asked his friend to hurry up or they would miss the bus. She said they could catch the next one. It was then he had to break the news to her that the next one was due in a few days time!

Another story he told me was when he went to visit his sister and nephew back home. He offered to do his sister's shopping at the nearest supermarket, which is miles away. His nephew couldn't believe he would want to walk that far. His nephew insisted that his mum would drive him but my friend said he wanted to walk. When his nephew returned to school on Monday and he was asked to write down something memorable he did over the weekend, he wrote: "My uncle walked to Tesco!"

I told him when my brother and his family moved to their new house, I told them there was a canal not far from them that had lovely walks. My sister-in-law gaped at me. "Why would I want to walk when I can drive?"

It was good to meet a kindred spirit who understands that it's not madness to go for long walks. My friend believes it's good exercise too. He also enjoys the whole experience of walking i.e. not just getting to the destination but the whole journey.

I see walking as an opportunity to let Love do the walking. That's why I don't feel tired after my walks. Walking is also an opportunity for me to commune with my Beloved Self.

I look forward to many more lovely walks.

Enocia

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Chill Out!

While I was in central London yesterday evening, I saw people were frantically trying to get their shopping done. I suddenly had a flashback when I saw myself stressed out about what to get my family and rushing about trying to get things done. Boy, am I glad I'm no longer living in that reality!

During my bus journey home, our bus was on a diversion, which added an extra half an hour to my journey. I discovered the reason for the diversion was an accident. The police had blocked up part of the road.

Is it any wonder when people are rushing about like it's the end of the world just because of that one day?

I find life is a lot merrier when I chill out.

Peace to all!

Enocia

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More about Intentions

When I have an intention to have an experience in a specific way it means that the reality already exists otherwise I wouldn't have had the thought in the first place.

Second, the intention or idea is seeking expression either through me, or through another on my behalf.

Third, since the idea is seeking expression, all I have to do is be open and let it express however it does.

There have been times when I've had a theme for an article, or I've been writing about a particular experience, and I would be writing it one way, but I would find it is not flowing. That's when I relax and allow the idea or experience to take over and express how it wants to express itself. It's the most amazing thing witnessing a story being written. Magic!

Here's another example.

Earlier on this morning just as I was crossing the traffic light, I saw my bus approaching the stop. I didn't feel like running and figured I would catch another bus, albeit I would need to catch two buses instead of the one. I caught the next bus. At some point I got off and waited for another bus. The first bus that arrived wasn't one I've ever travelled on. For the first time I noticed it was going close to where I wanted to go. I got on and arrived in no time at all.

My destination represents my intention which remains constant. When I am open about getting to my destination I am shown many ways, sometimes a much quicker way, to arrive at my destination.

Love to all.

Enocia

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Being a Love Conduit

Just as I was about to cross the traffic light, I saw my bus approaching the bus stop. I thought it would be nice if the traffic light turned Red so I could cross over and then catch my bus, but the light turned Green and the traffic was moving too fast for me to jay-walk. I saw my bus leaving. Oh come on, light beings, you knew I wanted that bus! Why didn't you let me catch it? Oh well, at least I know my infinite selves are at work. There's bound to be another bus shortly. Actually, there was a bendy bus behind.

On the bus I walked right to the end and sat behind this guy. At the next stop, a young lady got on and sat across me on the right. After a few minutes I decided I didn't like my seat, so I sat behind the young woman. At the next bus stop a man got an and wanted to sit beside her and asked if she could remove her bags from the seat. She told him that she needed time to lift up her stuff as her hand was hurting. She even sounded tearful. The man decided to sit somewhere else.

I tapped the young woman on her shoulder and asked her if she was OK. She said she'd just fallen and injured her hand. She said she was still in shock. I asked her how far she was going and she said all the way to the end, where her boyfriend was meeting her. She thanked me for asking and said she would be fine.

Aha, so that's why I got to travel on this bus and even swapped seats, so I could be a conduit of Love. I blessed my friend with peace. Before I got off, I wished her well.

It would seem that part of my role in the human dream is to be a conduit for Love to work through, which is always in line with who I am being at that moment. By this I mean, it's always something I know and can help with. I'm never going to be asked to decorate someone's home or cook for them as that is not my forte. When I'm asked for something outside my comfort zone, I know that it's because I have the answer in an indirect way. For example, when a friend I met at the library once asked me if I could help her write her CV (Curriculum Vitae) or Resume, I told her I couldn't help her because it wasn't my forte. I ended up chatting to someone who gave me the name of a CV company in the local area, which I forwarded to her. My friend told me she ended up writing the CV herself. It turned out what she really needed was self-belief.

Love to all.

Enocia

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Love-Hate Relationships

On the bus a woman beside me was chatting on her mobile phone. Something she said attracted my attention and I wanted to discuss it with her. When she finished her conversation I hesitated for a moment before asking her.

What is the etiquette these days about mobile phone conversations? To ask her about what she's been discussing suggests that I've been eavesdropping her conversation. Well sod this for a game of soldiers, I'm going to ask anyway!

"Excuse me?" I said.

The lady had her earplugs on and couldn't hear me so I prodded her.

"Excuse me? I heard you mention Marmite and Cheddar. That's quite an interesting combination. What is it exactly?"

"You know they have these cheese bites?"

"Yeah."

"Well, Sainsbury’s is doing Cheddar bites with Marmite. My mother bought some the other day and I tried some."

"Did you like it?"

"Yes, I did actually. Then again, I like Marmite."

"Yes, Marmite is one of those things that you either love or hate," I said. "I like Marmite."

The man sitting in front of me grimaced.

"I take it you don't like Marmite then?" I said.

"No, I can't stand it."

"I would love to try out this Marmite and Cheddar bites," I said to the woman.

"You should. I don't know if it's only out for the Christmas season though."

"I like Marmite on toast with boiled egg," I said.

"I won't be coming round your place for dinner then," the man opposite me chuckled.

"Well, I hope you receive Marmite as your Christmas pressie," I grinned at him.

"Hmmm, I've never tried Marmite with boiled egg," my fellow Marmite lover said. "I like Marmite and toast with grated cheese."

"I haven't tried that but it sounds interesting."

"I heard someone had Marmite and Houmous. I didn't like the sound of that," my friend said.

"It doesn't sound like a combination I would like either, but it's worth a try," I said. "Have you ever drank it? I did as a child but I didn't like it as it was too strong."

"Yes, it's like drinking Bovril. I don't like it that way either."

I noticed the bus was approaching my stop. "Well thank you for your tip. I'll look out for it."

"You're welcome."

For anyone not familiar with Marmite it is a food spread made from yeast extract. It is quite strong and it's something that you either grow to love or you hate. I like the fact that the company capitalises on people's love-hate relationships with Marmite and use it on their ad campaigns. I didn't like Marmite at first but I grew to like it. I don't have it that often though. The last time I had some was about two years ago. But when I do, I always enjoy it. There is the Aussie version called Vegemite which I can't stand. In fact, I hate Vegemite!

Just as well I don't pay much attention to mobile phone conversation etiquette or I would miss out on all those lovely tips from fellow travellers.

Wishing you love and light whether you are a fan of Marmite or not.

Enocia

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ps: In case you're wondering, none of the above companies have paid me to promote their products. I'm just doing it because it's the season of goodwill. ;-)

Traffic Warden

At this time of year in central London, the pavements are chock-a-block with shoppers.

Let me through, let me through! Aaargh!

Only kidding. I don't need to fight my way through the "mob" when I have my own inner traffic warden. All I need to do is project peace and love everywhere I go and people get out of the way.

Sorted!

Happy shopping!

Enocia

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Love is No Respecter of Persons

Two days ago my mother asked me if I'd ever been to Borough Market. I said I wasn't even aware there was such a market. At least it had been brought to my awareness.

Yesterday evening when I went home, mum said. "Remember I asked you about Borough Market yesterday?"

"Yeah?"

"It was featured in the news this evening. They said it was a very old market and it is very popular."

"That's the universe for you, you only need to think about something and It mirrors it back to you. It just shows God is no respecter of persons. Acts 10: 34."

"Yes, that's true."

"And you didn't have to go anywhere to hear about Borough Market. It was brought right to your doorstep."

"That's what's amazing about it," mum said.

It just shows that one doesn't need to practise any rituals or even have a spiritual belief to get the Universe's attention. It is quite simple really - you attract whatever you put your attention on.

Enocia

Related articles: Living in Easy World; Don't Worry, Be Happy; Love Will Always Find a Way; What Goes Around Comes Around; Staying Alert; Where Do You Focus Your Attention?

The Greatest of These is Love

I believe one of the most inspired pieces I've ever read about Love is by Paul in the Bible. Not only do I love it, I believe in its truth.

Here are two versions of that passage. I will post the King James and the New International Version. I prefer the King James because I love the language.

With love,
Enocia

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1: Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
2: And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.
3: And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.
4: Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,
5: Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;
6: Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;
7: Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
8: Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.
9: For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
10: But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
11: When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
12: For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
13: And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity. 1 Corinthians 13, King James Version

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1 If I speak in human or angelic tongues, [a] but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body [to hardship] that I may boast, [b] but do not have love, I gain nothing.

4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13, The New International Version

Living in Easy World

Yesterday, a friend forwarded me a link to Easy World. Although I had made a conscious decision to take time out and not respond to any emails, I was quite intrigued and opened the link. I was glad I did.

Easy World, conceived by Julia Rogers Hamrick, is a world where "worry, strife and struggle are prohibited." The way to get out of that world of strife is to remind yourself that "I live in Easy World, where everything is easy."

I explored the website and I LOVE it! It's right up my alley. I am already a citizen of Easy World. Thank you, Julia.

I hope, dear friends, you will enjoy this website and be inspired to join many people who are choosing to live in Easy World.

I am now going to post an article I wrote a while back, which I believe is in line with the law of Easy World.

Love and appreciation.
Enocia

Related article: The Fixers

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Monday, August 21, 2006

The Path of Receiving

I don't know about you, but everything I've done as had to be earned. Haven't we all? I went through a very competitive education system. In order to be accepted into a "good" secondary school I had to sit an exam and attain the right marks for that school. At secondary school it was tests, tests, more tests, and then end of year exams. If you didn't pass your exams you had to repeat the class; even worse, find yourself either moved from the A-stream to a lower stream or demoted.

At college if you want a good degree you have to work for it. I found writing essays tedious; it was the same old recycling old ideas. There was no room for innovative thinking. So I did the bare minimum and was an average B+ student. It was only when I wrote my dissertation about talk shows that I aced it, as I could develop my own ideas. I ended up with a 2:1 (Upper Second-class Honours) degree. Still, I got the degree I deserved. Although I got a place to do further post-graduate studies, I never pursued it. I'd had enough of academia.

All aspects of life as we know it is the same. Life gives you what you put into it. If you want to excel then you have to put whatever work is necessary to achieve that goal. Or so it would seem.

Back in the Real world where all is Love, one's efforts mean Jack Shit. There is no such thing as being deserving of Love. Love doesn't care how much work you've done or whether you believe you are deserving or not, you are loved anyway.

It doesn't matter how long you've been "spiritual" or being studying with some master or teacher, you're loved the same way as someone who is not "spiritual." Put another way, everyone has equal access to all the Love there is. All you have to do is receive the Love-Light, which becomes the idea or thing. The only catch is you have to believe this Love exists.

You want to experience joy, receive joy.
You want to experience unlimited energy, receive energy.
You want to experience health, receive health.

For me it's about learning about this causeless energy. I don't mean the energy is going to teach me anything but about being curious as to what the energy is capable of being. While I was relaxing in a bookshop yesterday afternoon, I could feel myself about to fall asleep. The problem with this bookshop is while you can sit with your feet up and browse to your heart's content; you can drink, eat and be merry; you can treat the place like a social club; you're not allowed to fall asleep. I was fighting the drowsiness but the more I resisted the heavier my eyes became. I thought to myself why not receive Energy that will keep me awake? I did and the next thing I knew I was alert. I had no further thought about sleep.

Last night I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't go back to sleep. I stayed in silence for a while then I pondered on some ideas. After a while I fancied going to sleep but couldn't sleep. So I received the Energy to put me to sleep and wake me up at a certain time. That's exactly what happened.

How do I receive? Here's one game I like to play. In my mind's eye I see a radiant sun. This sun is the substance of the universe, the Soul of all life, the One, Self, the real source of energy. I then imagine rays of light filling me up and pouring through my body and everywhere. So whenever I have a need I only need to look at the "sun" and then receive the sun's rays which is the thing itself.

Life is a game of two paths: the hard path of clawing your way to enlightenment; or the easy path of receiving what is. I know which path I choose to be on.

I am on the path of receiving.

Enocia

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Thank You, Love

A few days ago I read a piece called Dreaming as One - The Twin Flame Energy and Imagining Peace for the 12:12 which talks about Yoko Ono and John Lennon's deep love. Yoko Ono has built a tower called Imagine Peace "to celebrate their Love and John's vision for a World where all could live "as one" and in peace." I was quite curious to learn more about how they got together and did some research on the Internet.

Fast forward a few days later, i.e. yesterday. At the bookshop, I grabbed a book to browse but there were no seats available. The only seat I could find was two floors down. I had a feeling my Beloved Self, Love, wanted to show me something. I noticed lots of glossy magazines had been dumped on the table. I picked one up and flick through the pages. I'm always curious to see how other aspects of Love popularly known as celebrities are experiencing life. Next I picked up "Hello" magazine and flicked through. Guess what? There was an article called JOHN LENNON and YOKO ONO - The legends who rocked the world with their love. The article describes how they met and their deep commitment to peace. According to the article, Cynthia, John's childhood sweetheart and first wife, said that she knew she couldn't compete with the love that John and Yoko shared. She had no choice but to let him go.

Thank you, John and Yoko, for believing and trusting in Love no matter what.

Thank you, Yoko, for keeping the flame of Love alive and being such a wonderful inspiration.

Thank you, Beloved Self, for bringing the article to my attention.

I believe in Love.
Love is the only Cause.

Enocia

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One Family, One Surname called Love

In a piece called Is Blood Thicker than Water? I challenged the notion of family. I said that everyone is my blood relation. A few hours after writing that article, I got to see my idea in action.

As I was going down the escalator of the bookshop, it suddenly came to a standstill. Now what? I saw a young lady at the bottom. The edge of her skirt was caught in the escalator, which had stopped the escalator. She was trying to pull it free but it was stuck. We had no choice but to walk down the steps.

I asked her if there was anything I could do for her. I tried to pull her skirt free but it stayed put. She said someone else had gone to get help. She seemed flustered. I decided to keep her company until she was released.

"This is so embarrassing," she kept saying. "I always get myself in these kinds of situations. I was so busy thinking about what I'm going to do next, I forgot to lift up my skirt and it got caught."
"I know what you mean. Sometimes I'm so in my head and don't notice things. What were you thinking about?"
"I was thinking of having a drink."
"With friends?"
"No alone. "
"You'll be released soon," I said.

My friend said she liked that skirt because it kept her warm. She bought it at Camden four years ago.

"It's really kind of you to stay and talk to me like this," she said.
"No problem," I said. "At least you can share this story with your friends."
"Yes, they'll just think it's so typical of me," she chuckled.
"Well, I'm a writer and I'm always looking for good stories,” I teased her."
"Really?"
"I'm not a journalist though so I promise I won't distort your story that much."

A member of staff was soon on the scene. He said he was going to reverse the escalator which he believed would release my friend's skirt. So off he went to get the key. When he returned, he opened the control box.

"Ha, so that's how the escalator works! I've often wondered." I said. " See, I wouldn't have known if your skirt hadn't stopped the escalator."

The young man pressed the buttons but the escalator wouldn't budge. The young lady suggested that he should just cut her skirt and release her that way. So the man went to get some scissors.

While we were waiting, I asked my friend what her name was and she said Josephine.

"That's funny because my last name is Joseph."
"How interesting!"

Josephine said she came to the bookshop to buy her sister a book on organic vegetation as her sister is vegetarian. One customer coming down the escalator suggested that my friend should get a discount. I agreed.

Suddenly I noticed a penny on the step right where my friend was stuck.

"Look, a penny!" I picked it up. "You should keep it for luck."
"No, you have it," she said. "It's for staying with me. It's not much though."
"I will keep it and it will always remind me of you."

The shop assistant returned with a pair of scissors to cut my friend's skirt loose. He also apologised for the inconvenience caused. I asked him if my friend could get a discount. Because she had already paid for her book, he said that next time she is buying a book, she should ask for him and he will give her a discount.

On the next escalator, Josephine remembered to lift up her skirt. At the bottom we exchanged hugs and I wished her well.

So there we were all going about our affairs at the bookshop and dreaming we didn't know each other. When Josephine's skirt got stuck in the escalator, for that moment we were awake to our identity as family who share the same surname, Love. One member of the family, appearing as a customer, went to get help. Another member of the family, me, offered to stay with Josephine. Another member of the family, acting as a shop assistant, released my friend.

It was good to get connected with members of my family again. Though our interaction was quite brief, our love is forever.

We are one family sharing the same surname, Love.

Enocia Love

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Zero Energy

Love, my True Self, is like a well that is never depleted. This means I can continue to draw from that same well forever.

There's another way to look at Love- zero energy.

What do I mean by zero energy?

Well, let's say I feel like going for a long walk. Before I start I note my energy gauge is on 8. After I've been walking for 10 miles, I feel dog tired. When I check my energy gauge, I see that it's now on 5, which is quite low. I have some food, something to drink, relax and eventually fall asleep. The next morning when I check my energy gauge, it's back on 8.

I have another urge to go for another long walk. This time I have an idea. Instead of doing the walk, why not let myself be walked? So I relax and let my legs move. I walk and I walk. After I've walked for 10 miles, I still feel like walking some more and I do. Finally, I return home. And yet I still feel energised. When I check my energy gauge, I notice that it's still on 8. This means I've used up zero energy. It's not surprising really given that I didn't do anything.

This is what Love wants me to experience, a life of zero energy and zero effort. All I need to do is relax and trust in Love to do everything and I mean EVERYTHING.

The last time someone brushed my teeth was when I was a child. I remember it felt quite hard as I was being taught that I need to brush my teeth really hard to avoid plaque. What a difference Love makes? Now I let Love brush my teeth and it is the most gentle feeling. Love washes my face; Love gives me a shower; Love puts on my clothes and my make up. Love makes me food. Even when I'm preparing something for myself, I feel Love taking over and doing whatever needs to be done. Love feeds me. Love takes over my body and does the walking and moving.

I used to believe that I needed to have frequent bowel movements, at least once or day, otherwise something is wrong. I would force it to happen. No wonder I had piles. Now I go only when I need to. If it means not having number twos for several days, then so be it. I know all is well because Love is in complete control of my bowel movements.

I now have a pact with Love to remind me when I try to force things to happen instead of letting Love be the Cause. I now know what it feels like to truly surrender to Love and let myself be loved, cherished and nurtured.

I am zero energy.

Enocia

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I am into Everything

A funny thing happened the other day in the bookshop.

While I was browsing, I suddenly had this inner vision where I saw the bookshop was filled to capacity with beings that looked exactly like me. Every single Enocia had her nose buried in a book.

It was quite a picture to see myself interested in all subjects, even though I only tend to read books in the Mind, Body, Spirit section. I thought it was hilarious, actually. I guess that's where I get my love for reading, even though I don't read as much as I used to; or so I thought.

I was quite curious why my Infinite Self would be interested in all books when She already knows everything. The answer I got was that She was simply curious.

It just shows that even though I appear to have preferences, in truth I am into everything.

Enocia

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Is Blood Thicker than Water?

There is an expression that goes "blood is thicker than water" which means that the bond within family and your ancestry is stronger or more important than any other relationship. Is this really true?

In the popular British TV soap called Coronation Street, Michelle's son Ryan believes he's been stalked by this man. When Ryan's uncle Liam confronts the man and asks him why he's stalking his nephew, the man confesses that Ryan is his son. Michelle thinks this is ridiculous as she knows she wasn't unfaithful to her husband, who is now deceased. In last night's episode, Michelle goes to the stalker's house and sees a boy who looks identical to her dead husband. She believes the only rational explanation is her husband must have had an affair which produced this boy. Michelle and Liam confront the stalker and demand the truth. He tells Michelle that he believes when their sons were babies, they were accidentally switched at the hospital, which means they've been raising each other's sons. He said he and his wife have had DNA tests which confirm that they are not their son's real parents. At first Michelle is furious because she believes the man is lying. At the same time she's devastated. What if the boy she's known as her son is not really her real son? I suppose all will be revealed in the ensuing episodes.

My feelings about this is "so what?" Is blood that important? Surely it's really about the love that one feels that matters rather than some genetic connection. My parents split up when I was four and it was my uncle (my mother's brother) who was my father figure. I felt closer to him than I ever did with my real father whom I saw only occasionally. I didn't miss his physical presence. My father remarried and had a new family. The love I feel for my father is an impersonal love the way I love everyone.

When I buy into "blood thicker than water” I limit myself to loving and trusting only a few people. When I see everyone as family, then my relations are everywhere. This means my relatives take different forms: as humans, animals and birds, nature, the planets, stars and universes, and infinite beings of Light.

Obviously because of my life plan and interests, I spend more time with some relatives than others, and appear closer to some than others. No matter what the appearances, I know we are all one in Love.

Is blood thicker than water? All is blood.

Love to all my relatives.

Enocia

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The Fixers

Apparently in the world of celebrities and the super-rich, they employ people called "fixers" who are meant to take care of things for them to ensure their lives run smoothly.

I believe we all have fixers. It's a matter of being aware that they do exist and trusting in them. Some people refer to these fixers as angels or guides.

My fixers are Infinite Light who have many different roles and yet they are all working together harmoniously. Here is an article I wrote a while back that describes my many fixers.

Love and light.

Enocia

Related articles: Self-Belief- Revisited; It's a Fix!; Universal Dreamers; My Friends of Love-Light

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Saturday, April 02, 2005

Putting the Under-Utilised Workers to Work

"Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto the LORD; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass." Psalm 37: 4-5

My mother often asks me how I can continue to watch re-runs of Star Trek, Ally McBeal and Sex and the City and never get sick of them. I tell her it's because I love them. Besides, I always see something fresh and new in each episode, so I will continue to watch them whenever I can.

Yesterday, my mother bought me a box of chocolates. I thought I would stagger the enjoyment for a few days but I polished them off in no time. You might be wondering why I don't feel sick or even gain weight. What's being sick or gaining weight got to do with eating chocolate? I just love them. There is also another reason why I don't get sick of them and this is what this article is about.

You are an employer and, instead of getting your employees to use their expertise in the many roles you have created, you try to do everything yourself. See how long you will last before you have a breakdown. I believe suffering is a result of trying to do everything yourself.

I believe that to have all one must let go of the human self. What you gain is the infinite being consisting of infinite multi-dimensional selves. I believe I am always being assisted by these selves that go into action as the need arises, when I let them. This leads me to why I can have the same experiences over and over again. Because I have different selves expressing through me. There is the me who loves chocolates. It is her job to get them, introduce me to new ones, to savour them; that's all she does. There is the me that loves riding on buses so she provides the tickets and transportation. There is the me who takes care of my body, when I let her, and ensures it is in working order. There is the me responsible for entertainment and enjoyment. There is the me that walks me everywhere I go so I never get tired of walking. There is the me that is constantly pondering on truth and ideas. There is the me that is the writer, though I must remember to activate the proof-reader and the editor. The list is endless. These aspects of me are invisible light entities. When I wish to experience something, I only need to invoke the self and she goes to work. Most of the time they work whether I am conscious of them or not.

In terms of my human identity, while I know I am not just a black woman who loves critically analysing stuff, I love being a woman. I love wearing makeup and flicking through fashion magazines and admiring supermodels. I love my feminine body. There is an aspect of myself that is black. I don't go round thinking I'm hard done by because of my skin colour. Majority of the time, it's not even an issue. There are times, however, when I meet black people who can only relate to me because of my skin colour or African heritage. This is when I tap into this aspect of self so I can empathise with them. Indeed, I don't even need to have had the experience. I am not right now experiencing life as a male, but if I want to know what it feels like being male, I tap into the part of me that is male. Ditto other races. Ditto nationalities, animals, nature, everything.

On the way home yesterday I waited for my bus. The first bus was packed full. I considered walking to the next stop but something stopped me. I knew it was the me who takes care of my travels. Seconds behind was another bus that was practically empty. On the bus I noticed a woman and a girl, her daughter I believe, aged about 8 or 9. The girl started making "eee, eee" sounds. The woman told the girl to be quiet. The girl got agitated and squeaked louder. The woman continued screaming at the girl to shut up. Some passengers stared and others looked away. I felt I needed to do something then I had a thought. I called on the me that is responsible for harmony in all relationships: "Off you go, you sort it out." The girl calmed down. After a few minutes the woman looked in my direction. She smiled at me and I smiled back. Later, the girl stood up and started squeaking again. This time her mother patted her hair and told her to calm down. She assured her they were getting off shortly.

In the meantime, a young man beside me was looking at an "A to Z" book (street finder). I thought I would express the self that loves to assist others. I asked him whether I could help. He said he was looking for a particular station. I told him I would let him know when we arrived. The man put away his "A to Z" and visibly relaxed. I thought to myself, this is how it feels when you trust in the many selves. You can put your feet up, have a cup of tea and relax knowing that your dedicated workers are on the case.

I am reminded of my favourite Psalm.

"For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone." Psalm 91: 11

This Psalm states that when you trust in the Lord, your infinite selves, all your needs are taken care of. I highly recommend Psalm 91 as a reminder of what the Lord can do. As my American friends would say, it is awesome!

I find that it doesn't matter whether you believe life is a dream, an illusion or whatever. There is a purpose for being in form which is to experience life. To quote Star Trek's mission statement:

"To seek out life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no one has gone before." Star Trek TNG

My infinite selves exist outside time/space. Each self is beginningless and endless. Having an experience is like stepping on a revolving door. When you've had enough, you step off the door which continues to revolve for eternity. When I let the experts take over responsibility for all areas of my life, I am free to be the "thinker" and come up with new ideas which I let my workers implement.

Have you noticed how blissful babies and toddlers are? Wouldn't you be if you didn't have to worry about a thing and let others take care of your needs? This is how I believe we're meant to experience life. But when you try to do everything yourself, you feel the burden of responsibility which is bound to slow you down, or limit you. When I trust in my workers I am free to be and experience any reality I choose.

I realise that I have been trying to do everything myself. I have under-utilised my many workers for far too long. It's now time for me to relax and let my workers express themselves as they have been trained to do and love doing. This is absolute freedom.

I am so grateful for my infinite selves. Together we are unstoppable!

Love and Light,
The Boss, Enocia

Related article: The Hard Way or the Easy Way

Bah Humbug!

During my bus journey this morning, a lady I usually see in the neighbourhood got on the bus. I smiled and said hello.

"Compliments of the season," she said.

"Same to you," I said.

After a while I said, "Have you done all your Christmas shopping then?"

She frowned.

"Do you celebrate Christmas?" I said.

"I haven't even decided what I'm doing," she said.

"It makes no difference to me, I'll be doing what I always do. I don't see why people have to be nice and friendly just because it's meant to be the season of goodwill," I said.

"Exactly. I see my friends and family when I want to see them. I am nice to people all the time. I give gifts when I want to give them. Sometimes, it's a smile. There are lots of people out there who are feeling lonely and unloved and all they need is someone to smile at them and they feel better. You can do this all the time and not wait for Christmas."

"Yeah, I was chatting to my brother recently about how they have ceasefires during a religious celebration. I hear during the Great War they stopped fighting on Christmas Day."

"I can't remember now whether I saw it on television, read about it or someone told me," my friend said. "Apparently on Christmas Day, the two sides shook hands and exchanged gifts and called it truce for that one day."

"If they can have peace on Christmas Day, why can't they extend it forever?"

"It just shows war is man-made. What are they fighting for anyway. Power? What?"

"Who knows?"

Before my friend and I parted company we wished each other well.

For me, Christmas Day is like any other day. I don't need a religious festival to tell me to be loving and kind to my neighbours. I wake up every day feeling love and gratitude to everyone. Every single day I send out my thoughts of love and gratitude to everyone. So if you want to be nice to me, don't reserve it for just one day just because it's what you've been programmed to do for that particular day, be nice all the time. Otherwise, all I can say is "bah humbug!"

Love and light to everyone every single moment of every single day.

Enocia

NB: For anyone not familiar with the term "Bah Humbug" it originates from Charles Dickens' book "A Christmas Carol." In the book, a character called Ebenezer Scrooge says "bah humbug" to express his disgust against Christmas traditions.

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Love in Action

Trusting in Love means knowing that the same infinite intelligence that gives rise to the universe is the same within me and in all I do.

So there was already a bus at my local bus station but the driver was taking a break. I wondered how long the driver was resting for. A boy knocked on the door and asked the question I had in thought. The driver said 10 minutes. I decided to walk to the main road where there were more choice of buses. As I was approaching the stop, which is up a hill, I had a thought that the next bus was approaching. I felt my legs running in response up the hill. I didn't ever feel breathless.

I decided which route I wanted to use. When I got off the bus to catch another bus, I saw the computerised timetable was showing that the next bus was due in 12 minutes. It wasn't even the one I wanted. That means my bus won't arrive for 15 minutes or longer. I had a thought that I should pay no attention to the timetable. The timetable changed and said my bus was due in 4 minutes. I still didn't believe in it. I looked up and saw my bus approaching. Either the timetable is wrong or 4 minutes is now 30 seconds long.

Last night I felt my stomach growling away signifying I might need to pay a visit to the toilet. But then I remembered that Love is in control and all is well. I felt Love's presence around me anyway, actually holding my hand. My stomach settled down and I've been fine ever since.

Love is the only Cause.
I trust in Love in all things.

Enocia

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Taking Stock

I recently heard that a cousin I grew up with has passed away rather unexpectedly. She was only 45 years old, only a few years older than I am.

The last time I saw her was when I was around 16 or 17, which is a long time ago just before I returned to England. I can remember my cousin being full of life and having a radiant smile. She was so beautiful. That's how I like to remember her.

I know when someone dies, people tend to think about how we're all mortals with one foot in the grave. Actually, I've been thinking about my immortality and what it means to have life.

For me, life is being able to know myself as Love and follow what I set out to achieve. Death is not knowing who I am. Death is not being true to myself. Death is not realising that I am life.

So I wish you cousin, Baby, love and happiness, wherever you find yourself. Know that although we appear to be apart, we are always one in Love.

All my love to all the family.

Enocia

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Self-Belief- Revisited

Yesterday as I was doing the Hoovering, it felt like I was putting too much effort into it and it was making me feel exhausted. In thought I asked for help.

"Let us do the cleaning for you," the Inner Voice said.
"You mean you want to help me clean?"
"No, not help you clean, let us do the cleaning."
"OK."

I relaxed and let my "friends" take over. I felt this immense power take over my body and started moving the Hoover. It was done effortlessly and in no time at all.

For a while now the Inner Voice has been asking me to let Love do everything. The thing is I can cope with the idea of being assisted but letting go of everything has been one I've been struggling with. Let's say I'm carrying four bags of shopping and someone offers to help me carry them. I don't mind someone helping me carry the load when it is shared. But the idea of giving up all my bags so someone else can carry them while I walk with nothing has been a hard one to release.

Giving up total responsibility has brought up issues of faith and even guilt. Am I able to let someone carry my weight? Can I trust in another to carry all my weight? Why would I want to burden someone else anyway?

I've found that I'm always giving the choice as to whether I wish to let go completely or not. The choice to let Love take over is like a medical consent form. Before undergoing any surgery, a patient is given a consent form which informs him or her about the procedure and the risks involved. The patient has to decide whether he's willing to go through the procedure. I've experienced surgery three times. The first time I was 7 years old and too young to give my consent so my mother did so on my behalf. The other times I was an adult so I gave my consent signifying that I had complete faith and trust in the surgeon and the procedure.

If I can trust in the surgeon and medicine, why is it so hard to completely give up control in other areas of my life?

I guess I knew that if I wanted to be well, I had to let myself be cared for in the way I believed at the time. Besides, looking after my needs is what the doctors and nurses are paid to do. I also knew that as soon as I was well I would be fit and able to carry my own weight at all times.

Let's return to the shopping bags analogy. When I let someone else carry all my bags, I'm trusting in the other's ability to carry my bags. Why feel guilty about giving up my load when the other has volunteered and is happy carrying my load? It could very well be I'm making the other feel needed. I know whenever I've offered to carry someone's shopping, it has given me lots of joy. Similarly, when I allow Love to carry my load, I am demonstrating faith in Love and my faith enables "miracles" to occur.

In the book "Journey Home", Tonika Rinar shares how she opened up to her higher self, though she couldn't believe it was her very own self at the time. The book is about her journey of self-discovery. In one example, Tonika shares how she was sitting on a swing and feeling it swing without making any effort on her part. How was this possible? Because she let the swing move her which swung higher and higher. When she wanted the swing to stop she told it to and it did.

I know that Love interpenetrates all time, all space and all realities. I know that this Love is actually my true self. So when I let Love "do the cleaning", all I'm doing is activating the presence of Love in all things to do the work, just like Tonika did when she let the swing swing her. I am also demonstrating belief in Self. The good news is since infinite Love is my true self, I'm the one doing the work which means I'm still in control anyway. Ha! You can't keep a control freak down! ;-)

I feel as if things have stepped up now. This is a whole new level of Self-belief. I look forward to experiencing the infinite power of Love in all things.

I trust in Love; I believe in my Self.

Enocia

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The Presence

Last night just before I went to sleep, I felt a Presence in the room. The Presence held my right hand in Its hand. It felt like when you're walking hand in hand with someone; it was that tangible. We held hands for a long while.

Then I felt the Presence "possessing" my left hand. I watched as my left hand gently stroke my forehead, cheeks, eyelids, chin, my neck, my chest and my arm. I felt the Presence giving me a lovely hug which was so comforting.

Thank you for loving me, whoever you are.

Enocia

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On Being a Lighthouse

The other day I said to a friend that I no longer feel the need to send out my articles via email. I simply post them on my blogs or when I'm inspired to on other websites. If people are drawn to them, that's cool; if not, that's also cool.

What really motivates me to write and share these articles?

Yesterday while I was browsing at the bookshop, I was inspired to pick up Kryon Book 8, which is a series of channelled teachings by entities known as Kryon. In chapter 8, I found a very apt metaphor that describes my motivation to a tee - a lighthouse.

"An aid for navigation and pilot at sea, a lighthouse is a tower building or framework sending out light from a system of lamps and lenses or, in older times, from a fire. Lighthouses are used to mark dangerous coastlines, hazardous shoals, safe entries to harbors and can also assist in aerial navigation." lighthouse

According to Kryon's metaphor, when the ship uses the light to steer it safely, the keeper is happy. When the ship doesn't pay any attention to the lighthouse's beacon and has a shipwreck, the keeper might feel sad but he knows he's done his best. The lighthouse keeper cannot take responsibility either way; he's simply there to do his job. Kryon compares some light workers to a lighthouse whose purpose is to be imbedded in their rock of truth and shine their light as guidance to anyone who chooses to hear them. It is not the light worker’s responsibility to try and convert anyone but to simply light the path and leave it to "seekers" to use the light or not.

Speaking of which, many years ago a friend who was very much into Kryon introduced me to their teachings. She had all their books and wanted me to read them. While the words sounded nice and inspiring I couldn't resonate with them. It was only years later when I came across some of their teachings on various websites that I started resonating with what they were saying. I guess I was now open to use the light to guide my path.

Back to what motivates me. I do see myself as one of many lighthouses shining their light as guidance for anyone who finds them useful. From time to time, I receive comments from readers telling me how much they've enjoyed what I share. It pleases me, of course, that readers find them useful and it makes what I'm being worthwhile. I will continue to shine my light as I'm inspired to.

A dear friend has also described me as follows:

"You're like a Lighthouse, revolving at a million cycles per second, sending out unlimited love in every direction to every being in the universe."

All my love and appreciation to all the lighthouses out there. Keep shining your light.

Enocia

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Higher Powers

A few days ago I discovered that the library I was using had put a block on Blogger, which means I couldn't post anything on my blog. I asked one librarian why this was necessary. I was told that the decision had come from the "powers from above" to make it so.

I decided there was no point resisting what is. I thanked the librarian for his assistance. In silence, I thanked all the members of staff for their service. Finally, I thanked the Universe for always supporting me in all I do.

As I see it, there is only one Power and it is God/Love. There is only one of us here and it is God/Love. Maybe, God has put a block on that website so I can focus my attention elsewhere. I also know that when one door closes another opens because inexhaustible Love is always meeting every need.

Although I could have worked on my other blogs that were accessible, I ended up taking a break from writing. I was inspired to go for long walks, read stuff I find inspiring, pray, and just be.

Earlier today I had an idea to go into town. I figured I would go for another long walk. As I was going by on the bus I felt compelled to get off the bus and come to the library. After exchanging a few emails with a friend, I logged into Blogger and discovered the block had been removed.

"Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God." Romans 13: 1

All my gratitude to the Higher Powers.

Enocia

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Nothing Added, Nothing Taken Away

I watched a documentary the other day with the comedian, Russell Brand as presenter. There's something very adorable about him, which makes me want to give him a big hug. I was actually at a bookshop recently where he was performing and promoting his new book but I didn't feel inspired to attend. I've often wondered what his book was about though.

Anyway the other day I went to browse in a bookshop. I was glad to see there were seats available. By the time I got two books off the shelf and came back, the seats were gone. What a bummer! There were no seats on the second floor either. I went down to the first floor and saw a chair. The chair was positioned in such a way that I was facing away from customers coming up the escalator. Suddenly I had a feeling as if someone I knew was standing behind me. I decided to adjust the chair so I could face people coming in. It was then I realised there were a pile of books by Russell Brand. Aha! So that's why I couldn't find any seats upstairs: because you wanted me to see your book, didn't you, Russell? His book called "My Booky Wook" is a poignant memoire of his various addictions.

What struck me about Russell's experiences is that they don't make any difference to his essence as Love. No matter what masks Russell is wearing, Russell is Love.

Every day I have different kinds of experiences, including reading Russell's autobiography. At the end of the day I realise that none of these experiences have made any impact on who I AM as Inexhaustible Love. In other words, nothing can be added to or taken away from Love.

In practical terms, since this inexhaustible Love is my life, then I'm always full of energy. How can I ever grow old when I'm always full of life?

How can I be unhappy or afraid when every moment I am full of joy?

And so on.

Why have experiences then if they can't change who I am being? Just because I can.

I adore you, Russell, no matter who you are being.

Enocia

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Muddy Boots

The other day I was inspired to go for a long walk in Hampstead Heath, one of my favourite parks in London. Although it was a cold day, I was well up for it. It felt like the ALL of Us were taking that walk and agreeing with the walk. A fellow walker shared my exhilaration. "Glorious, isn't it?" he said. I agreed with him. I was so grateful to be able to share my joy of walking.

A lot of the paths were muddy and I didn't want my boots to get muddy. I noticed some people had trainers and Wellies (Wellington boots) on. One of these days I'm going to get myself a pair of Wellies. I did notice though that when I was walking on the muddy paths, it felt like I was literally being walked. After wandering around for about an hour, I looked down on my boots and saw that I didn't have any evidence of having taken the walk. I looked beneath my boots and there was nothing.

Fast forward a couple of days later. I went for another walk to the same park. The paths were still muddy. I found myself taking detours to avoid them. When I finished the walk I saw that I had mud caked all around the heels of my boots. I had to stop off at the local toilets to wash the mud off.

What made the difference between the two days? Well, on day one I was very much aware of taking the walk as One with the entire universe, the All There Is; and we were in complete harmony. On the second walk, it felt like I was taking the walk on my own and fighting against nature. The result was muddy boots. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against mud as long as they're not on my boots.

Just shows that whatever I do has to be done consciously as one or I end up spattered with mud.

Enocia

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Quote of the Day

The following is from Isaiah, Chapter 55 from the Bible.

Enocia

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1: Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price.

2: Wherefore do ye spend money for that which is not bread? and your labour for that which satisfieth not? hearken diligently unto me, and eat ye that which is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness.

3: Incline your ear, and come unto me: hear, and your soul shall live; and I will make an everlasting covenant with you, even the sure mercies of David.

4: Behold, I have given him for a witness to the people, a leader and commander to the people.

5: Behold, thou shalt call a nation that thou knowest not, and nations that knew not thee shall run unto thee because of the LORD thy God, and for the Holy One of Israel; for he hath glorified thee.

6: Seek ye the LORD while he may be found, call ye upon him while he is near:

7: Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts: and let him return unto the LORD, and he will have mercy upon him; and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.

8": For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD.

"9": For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.

"10": For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater:

"11": So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.

"12": For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.

"13": Instead of the thorn shall come up the fir tree, and instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle tree: and it shall be to the LORD for a name, for an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off.

Everyone's a Winner!

On the bus I sat opposite two blonde girls with an elderly woman, presumably their grandmother. The older girl was about 7 or 8 and the younger about 5 or 6. They were playing the game of "I Spy."

It was the younger girl's turn to play.

"I spy with my little eye something beginning with..." she looked round the bus, "...with B."

Her grandmother looked around to see what it could be. I was also curious. I could see that the young woman I was sitting next to was just as curious.

"Bracelet?" the girl's sister said.

"No."

"Bell?" her grandmother said.

"Yes!" the girl said.

"That was easy," I said.

"Yes, very easy," the woman beside me said.

It was now their grandmother's turn. "Something beginning with B" she said.

"Bracelet?" the older sister said.

"Yes!"

The older girl said she could see two words beginning with a "B" and "P".

BP, what can that be? The only thing that came to mind was bus passengers. Could it be that easy?

An elderly man on the other side told the woman the next stop was their stop.

"You can't leave without telling us what the answer is!" I said.

"Yes, I was thinking the same too," my friend beside me said.

Before they left the girl said it was "bus pass." She had obviously picked that up from the woman beside me who was holding one.

When the girls and their grandparents got off, I chatted to my friend about the game. I asked her if she'd come to do her Christmas shopping. She said she was on her way home from work. I asked her if she was going out later. She said she worked in a pub as a DJ and she was going to play Christmas songs from the 80s, the kind people dance to when they're drunk. We had a good laugh about how the same old songs are released at Christmas. Soon it was her stop and we said goodbye.

What I loved about the "I Spy" game was how the girls didn't make it difficult. It was more about letting everyone have a go and have fun.

I remember a few months back I played "I Spy" with a friend and we made it as difficult as possible to guess. It was quite a laugh though trying to outdo each other and making our choices as obscure as possible.

I believe the game of life is about how we all choose to play. We can either make it easy so everyone's a winner; or we could make it hard where only a few people get to win.

Everyone's a winner, I say.

Enocia

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Following My Own Rhythm

I read in the Metro this morning that

Venezuela's socialist president has created a unique time zone for Venezuela, putting the clocks back 30 minutes on a permanent basis.

The move puts Venezuela four-and-a-half hours behind Greenwich Mean Time and out of step with the US and all its other neighbours.

Chavez denies the idea is crazy and says the move will improve the country's productivity as more people will wake up in daylight. Chavez creates own time zone

As I see it, putting the clocks back is symbolic of being in harmony with my True Self. Instead of listening to how the world says I should be, or the many beliefs out there, I follow my True Self's rhythm.

When I don't follow my True Self's rhythm, life seems to be chaotic and doesn't flow. When I am being mySelf then I know that regardless of appearances, everything is unfolding perfectly and in divine order.

And what is good for Me is good for the All.

Thank you, President Chavez, for a great reminder to follow My Own rhythm.

Enocia

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Don't Worry, Be Happy

So my mother planned to buy a box of Christmas cards so she could give them out to her friends and neighbours, but it was raining that day and she didn't feel like going out. Although she did end up going out, she didn't buy the cards as she'd intended.

Yesterday, I went to the supermarket to run a few errands for my mother. Mum asked if I could buy the cards for her. After checking the supermarket's Christmas cards selection, I felt they weren't appropriate and didn't get any. I figured I would go to a specialist card shop the next day and buy some from there. When I returned home, I explained why I hadn't got the cards. Mum wasn't happy. She said she needed them to give out to her friends at her church Guild Christmas lunch she was attending the next day. I went to the local shop to see if they had any, but they didn't. Mum said she would buy some the next day. I said that at least she could write the cards out during her bus journey. Mum said she didn't like writing on buses. Oh well, at least I did try to help.

I could sense mum was still agitated about the cards. At one point she snapped at me for no apparent reason. I wished her peace. I spent most of the evening reading and in silence.

This morning mum seemed quite cheery.

"You're up bright and early," I said.

"Yes, I am," she said. "Do you know I found some Christmas cards last night?"

"You did?"

"Yes. Just before I went to bed something told me 'You do have some cards. Won't those do?' I checked one of those bags and found lots of cards. I ended up staying up till 1.30 writing them out."

"Well, fancy that!" I said.

"There I was flapping over not having any cards when I had lots already. I'm sure that's why you didn't end up getting any. You tried twice without success."

"It just shows that when things appear to be imperfect, they're always perfect," I said. "It's funny how you got the answer when you were relaxed though."

"Yes, it's very important to be still. 'Be still and know that I am God.' (Psalm 46: 10) When you're still the answers always come through."

"Flapping over something is like when you're trying to see trees' reflections in a river when the water is all stirred up. Only when the water is still can you see their reflections clearly."

"That's right. I've learned my lesson. From now on, I'm going to be still."

"Yes, mum. I love it. This is one story that's well worth sharing on my blog."

Before I left, mum gave me some cards to post through some neighbours' letter boxes.

As they say, don't worry, be happy.

Enocia

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Ask and You Will Receive

While my mother and I were watching Heroes, a drama about a group of humans with superpowers trying to save humanity from destruction, she asked me what a particular actor's name was. I said I didn't know his name. I made a mental note to look it up on the Internet the next day.

During my bus journey the next morning, I sat next to this guy who was speaking on his mobile phone. During his conversation he discussed "Heroes" and described the final scene where one hero, the American president, flies away with his brother and saves the day. The actor who played the part of the president was the same one my mother had been wondering about. After the man had finished his telephone conversation, I told him I'd also watched the last episode. We chatted about the show for a few minutes.

Later in the evening, I picked up a free newspaper. On the TV section was a picture of the actor my mother had asked about; and his name is Adrian Pasdar.

I usually leave the newspaper on the bus once I've finished reading it. This time, I took it home with me.

"Mum, remember you asked me what the name of that actor in "Heroes" was?"
"Yes?"
"Well, your question has been answered." I showed her his picture.
"That's amazing!"

Ask and you will receive. Just stay alert for the answers.

Enocia

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Saying Yes to Love

For those who are into receiving free hugs, I've just received a hug from the ultimate hugger, Mother Amma. How did this come about? I hear you cry. Do you want a short response or the shaggy dog story version? It's going to have to be the shaggy dog story version, I'm afraid.

A few days ago, I had a major inner shift. I realised that although it's fun expressing various attributes of my True Self, it's about time I focused on my life purpose, which is to "to demonstrate that Love is life; Love is truth; Love is freedom; Love is wealth; Love is the only power; Love is reality; and Love is all there is." Specialist Subject - Love In other words, I was saying Yes to being Love in every moment.

Around that time I saw a woman who reminded me of an old friend, whom I met when I was studying creative writing about fifteen years ago and later at a festival.

Earlier today, I received an email from my friend in India, who is a devotee of Mother Amma. Who is Mother Amma?

For the past 35 years Amma has dedicated her life to the uplifting of suffering humanity through the simplest of gestures – an embrace. In this intimate manner Amma had blessed and consoled more than 25 million people throughout the world.

When someone asked Amma why she receives every person who comes to her in a loving embrace Amma replied, "If you ask the river, 'why do you flow?' what can it say?"

Amma spends most of her waking hours receiving the distressed and all who come to her for comfort, day after day without a break. Amma

My friend has been to Mother Amma's Amritapuri ashram and received her hug/darshan. He said she was currently in London at a venue that was only up the road from where I live. I looked it up on her website and saw that she was in London for three days, today being the final day. I told my friend I would have loved to meet her, but it was too late now. I didn't fancy traipsing all the way from where I was just to receive a hug. Besides, there's bound to be hundreds, if not thousands, of people waiting to see her. Something told me to go anyway.

I was "shown" what bus route to use that will get me to my destination in the quickest time possible. The two buses appeared as soon as I got to the bus stops. I arrived in no time at all. Hmmm, this is way too easy.

Just as I thought, there were hundreds of people in the hall. I had no idea about protocol at all. I saw people had left their shoes and boots outside so I did the same. I saw people queuing to be seated so I did the same. It was then I saw this woman walking by. I couldn't believe my eyes! It was my friend from my creative writing classes. It was so good to see her. She hadn't changed at all; she was still as lovely and adorable as ever. I told her I'd been thinking about her. She said she'd just received a hug from Amma. I asked her how she'd been keeping. She said she's been suffering with ME (Chronic Fatigue Syndrome). She's still writing and currently working on a book. She recently moved to Devon near Exmoor National park and she is very happy in her new home. A volunteer attracted my attention so I had to go. I wished my friend well.

I was then allocated a seat. Another volunteer asked me what my token number was. I told her I didn't have one. A gentleman beside me said I needed to get one, which is a numbering system they have to see Amma. When your number comes up you are asked to kneel in the aisle and slowly shuffle your way towards Mother Amma. At the time they were at letter D; my token was M. One of the volunteers told me that I probably had a 2 to 3 hour wait. He said I could sit in front if I wanted to wait. I had a much better idea.

On my way out, I noticed my friend and I went to speak to her. I told her I didn't fancy waiting for 2 to 3 hours. I marvelled at how I had only thought about her the other day and there she was. I told her I would keep her in my thoughts and said goodbye, again.

As soon as I got out of the building I noticed my bus was leaving the bus stop. Damn, that means I have to wait for another one! The next bus seemed to take forever to arrive. Soon two guys approached the bus stop. I asked them if they'd been to see Amma and they said yes. I said I had left because I didn't fancy waiting for hours. One guy said that I could ask to be given priority. He said they were given priority because they were out of London. He suggested that I tell the volunteers that I have to leave and need to be given priority.

Hmmm, is the Universe trying to tell me something?

I thanked my friends and returned to the hall. I explained to a volunteer that I needed to be given priority and was directed to a priority seat. Within half an hour I was receiving a lovely hug from Amma, rather like a mother hugging her baby. In my right ear, she whispered in her native language words of love, and then gave me a sweet, which is part of the ritual.

I can imagine if you've never experienced pure unconditional Love like that before then Amma's Love would be overwhelming. Because I experience this kind of Love all the time, Mother Amma's hug didn't feel any different. It felt like a drop of water merging with the river or the ocean. In other words, Love being hugged by Love is still Love.

After using the toilet, I decided to head back into town. On my way out, I saw my friend. She said she'd just had a nice massage. She'd been thinking of getting some food but wasn't attracted to anything. I had a feeling there was a reason why our paths had crossed again. I asked her to write her email address in my diary. As we walked to the bus stop, we chatted about the kinds of stuff we both write. Her book is fantasy. I said I now share experiences about the magic of life like the way we met up, and how I am following my bliss.

My friend said just before she moved out of London, she's went through a tough time. Her relationship had ended and she wasn't feeling well. She had been thinking of moving out of London for a while but didn't feel she was quite ready. One day she decided she was ready and said Yes to her new home. She put out an intention that she wanted to live in a log cabin near the forest. Soon she had the opportunity to visit a friend in Devon. She looked around the area and found she loved being there. She saw an advert for a flatmate in a shop window and went to view the house and it was exactly what she had in mind. Apparently, her landlady had also prayed about the kind of tenant she was looking for and my friend was a perfect match. As "luck" would have it, around the time my friend was due to move to Devon, some friends were visiting the area so they offered to move her stuff to her new home.

Ah, so that's the message my friend had for me. She was there to confirm that the moment you say Yes to what you love, the Universe also says Yes. After I said Yes to focusing only on Love as my purpose, not only did I met my friend who mirrored my belief, I got to meet someone who is Love in expression.

Thank you dear friends for your gifts of Love.

I say Yes to Love in every moment.

Enocia

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Rain, Rain, Good to Have You Here

I can't say I've been the greatest fan of rain. Given a choice between wet weather and dry weather I know which I prefer. In fact I don't like opening my umbrella. I prefer to have it neatly folded up in my handbag. When it rains I simply use the hood of my jacket to keep my head dry.

That was then, this is now.

I now find I love the rain. Although I still prefer dry weather, I don't mind walking in the rain at all. I still don't like opening my umbrella though.

A few days ago while I was walking home, it was raining cats and dogs and I got drenched, but I didn't mind at all. I loved it! One side of the road was so flooded cars were driving in the middle to avoid it. As the pavement was also flooded, I crossed over. It was quite fun dodging the cars and avoiding getting splashed. I wondered whether the pavement further down was flooded. As if by magic, a cute guy pushing his bike approached me. I asked him and he advised me to cross over the road.

I've also spotted three heart-shaped puddles in my neighbourhood. Lovely!

I love rain. Well, rain is only another aspect of who I am being.

Rain, rain, don't go away,
It's lovely having you today.

Enocia

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The Transumting Fire of Love - Revisited

The following article that was peviously posted at Home Sweet Home! - The Sequel is worth revisiting

Enocia

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Friday, 4 August 2006

The Transmuting Fire of Love

Imagine you're camping. You've just built a campfire. You're going to have to sit close enough for the fire to keep you cosy and warm. Sit too far and you freeze; sit too close and you get scorched.

I'm also aware that one can be in a mental state where you're not affected by fire. You can even sit on the campfire and not get burnt. But for argument's sake, you're not a fire-walker.

When you sit close to the campfire and you feel yourself getting hotter and hotter, what's really happening is the fire is trying to transmute you into itself. Put some sausages on the fire and it will try to transmute the sausages into fire. It's up to you to gauge how long it takes for the sausages to cook the way you prefer, otherwise you'll end up losing your sausages to the fire.

You'll also observe that when you add more firewood to your campfire, eventually they are burnt out. Actually, the fire has transmuted the firewood into itself.

Now, God/Love is a consuming fire that transmutes everything in Its way into ITself. Thinking, reading, studying, talking and writing about Love/God is like sitting close to a campfire and feeling its warmth. If you want to be like the fire you're going to have to step into it. Similarly, if you want to be like Love, you're going to have to yield and step into Her flames.

What do I mean by yielding? Remember I said one can be in a mental state when you're able to walk on fire and not get burnt? Thinking, reading, studying, talking and writing about God are mental state equivalent. While your heart is in the right place you're still separated. Yielding is giving up your mental state preoccupation and freely walking into the transmuting fire of Love. Love's flames consume you until there is nothing of you but Love.

One way I yield to Love's transmuting fire is to see everything as love, no matter what the appearances. I've even made a list of everything that concerns me and see them as love. I then trust in Love to transmute all into Love.

Trust in Love and Love will show you how.

There is nothing but the Fire of Love.

Enocia

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In Lak'ech Ala K'in - the Living Code of the Heart

I love this message from Aluna Joy Yaxk'in , which I can totally relate to.

Enjoy.

Enocia

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In Lak'ech Ala K'in - the Living Code of the Heart

a message from Aluna Joy Yaxk'in

Saturday, 1 December, 2007 (posted 2 December, 2007)

In Mayan tradition, there is a greeting that many people working with Mayan wisdom know of. It is the law of In Lak'ech Ala K'in, which means I am another yourself (A modern day interpretation). It also means I am you, and you are me (A traditional Mayan interpretation). We have come to understand that this Mayan greeting is an honoring for each other. It is a statement of unity and oneness. In Lak'ech Ala K'in mirrors the same sediment of other beautiful greetings such as Namaste for East India, Wiracocha for the Inca, and Mitakuye Oyasin for the Lakota. It doesn't matter which culture you come from. But when one of these sacred greetings is given, there is always an action of placing the hands over the heart.

The more I walk the Mayan path, the more I understand the depth that In Lak'ech Ala K'in teaches. This greeting has become more than a simple, honorable Maya greeting. It has evolved into a moral code, and a way to create a positive reality for all life. As we near 2012 with all its doom and gloom prophecies, we have a moral obligation to Spirit to live the code of In Lak'ech Ala K'in.

It is common knowledge these days that every action we take in our lives affects all living things. We understand that if we act negatively, our actions impact all life negatively. When we act positively, we affect all life in a positive manner. When we live the Mayan code of In Lak'ech Ala K'in, we know that every action we take is out of respect for all life, and we are living and giving from our hearts.

We can give our hearts in a positive manner every day by saying In Lak'ech Ala K'in to each other, to the trees, to the sky, to the birds, and to the stars. You can greet each sunrise by saying In Lak'ech Ala K'in. Each and every day we have together is sacred, so acknowledge this day by giving it your heart. Remember when you give in this way, you are also giving to yourself! You are not giving your energy away to something separate from yourself. Y ou are giving to another part of yourself!

I understand the challenges in staying positive in these days where the energy is so compressed that we can hardly breathe, but there is one simple exercise that can turn it all around for us. Each day, simply walk in gratefulness. We can say In Lak'ech Ala K'in to that which gives us life everyday, and that is the heart of the Great Spirit. Instead of solely taking from the Great Spirit by asking for insight and direction, give back your heart, love, and appreciation. You will be amazed at the results. If we open our hearts and send gratitude, it opens all doors that were previously closed to us. Remember you are a part of Great Spirit! When you give to Great Spirit you are giving to yourself.

We can practice In Lak'ech Ala K'in tirelessly, because when and what we give to others is giving energy to ourselves. When we give, we receive. So how do we know if we giving right? It is really simple. When we are energized by our giving, we know we are giving from our hearts and from the code of In Lak'ech Ala K'in. If we feel drained or exhausted, it is possible that we gave out of fear, lack, obligation, ego, or a need to be accepted or liked. The more one practices In Lak'ech Ala K'in, the clearer we will become about our motivations regarding our actions, and the more we will receive. Remember . . . what goes around comes around exactly the way it was sent out. If you don't like what life is sending to you, look at what you are sending out to life.

When we begin to live and practice In Lak'ech Ala K'in, a lot of our old ways of doing things will no longer work for us. For instance, we cannot act like victims anymore, and we cannot live out of fear either. We find ourselves no longer preparing for disaster; instead we anticipate a glorious future. It is time for us to rewrite the prophecies. They have become obsolete. The past will become just a bad dream, and the future will become a beautiful vision of which we will create right now.

When we practice In Lak'ech Ala K'in, we quit being neutral in our world, because we understand that Spirit works with those that take action. We begin to take action by adding to the positive experience of this dimension. So what kind of world do you want? Don't just stand there waiting for the world to appear in front of you. Spirit helps those who help themselves. It is up to us.

When we practice the moral code of In Lak'ech Ala K'in, we are producing and sending positive and vital energy that can literally transform our troubled world into Paradise. When we live from In Lak'ech Ala K'in, we are putting to use our natural ability to create our reality. We are affecting the collective consciousness of humanity in a positive way. The Cosmic Maya, also known as the "Star Elders" or "Invisible Council", understood this natural power to create their reality. Their sacred calendars mapped the natural laws of the universe. Now it is our turn to come to this understanding. It is time for us to walk as the Star Elders did so many years ago. The time has come for us to change the world.

The more humanity begins to live In Lak'ech Ala K'in, the less we will think in terms of our separateness. There can be no competition, jealousy or envy between us, because we are pieces of each other. We can share and help each other with our connections, ideas and resources without fear that there will not be enough to go around. When we live the reality of unity, abundance and wholeness, there will be unity, abundance and wholeness! The more of us that participate in the creation of a better world, the quicker it will arrive. We will have peace, love, harmony and unity, and will finally have arrived.

Paradox

There is a TV show I've been watching called Ghost Whisperer about a young woman called Melinda who can see and communicate with "dead" people. These are people who have passed on but for some reason are not able to move on because they still have some issues to resolve with the living. Melinda's role is to act as medium between the living and the dead so the dead can eventually move to the "other side."

The last show I watched, one dead guy pointed out to Melinda the man that had killed him.

It must be quite a shock to have been "murdered" only to find yourself still alive. How can someone kill you when you are eternal life?

Now that is some paradox!

Enocia

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Specialist Subject - Love

In All is One - A Reminder, I shared a bus journey which turned out to be a symbol of awakening to the true self. I showed how some people have a calling to help others to "awaken" to who they are. My calling has been to share my experiences, not to instruct, but to inspire others to be true to themselves.

After I had finished working on the article, I had the following dialogue with the Inner Voice (IV):

IV: You do realise you've been here before, right?

EJ: Meaning?

IV: You've played the game of awakening before.

EJ: You're talking about reincarnation, aren't you?

IV: Yes. You have been a spiritual teacher to help awaken others to their true selves.

EJ: Maybe, that's why the idea of being a teacher puts me right off.

IV: Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt, right?

EJ: In a lot of my sleeping dreams, I teach spiritual principles. I've always felt that "this time round" I'm not here to instruct others but to simply be myself.

IV: Actually, you're here to demonstrate the power of Love. So, first you incarnated in "deep sleep" and believe yourself separated from the whole and experience great lack. You then teach yourself how to awaken to your true self and focus on your nature as Infinite Love.

EJ: I feel like I've been studying an undergraduate course that has given me an overview of who I am. After I got my BA Hons, I decided to do a PhD and specialise in a subject that was closest to my heart - Love.

IV: That's an excellent analogy! Your purpose is to demonstrate that Love is life; Love is truth; Love is freedom; Love is wealth; Love is the only power; Love is reality; and Love is all there is. You then share your experiences and realisations in writing and leave it up to readers to use as they see fit.

EJ: Yes, I do feel that I'm on the path of Love.

IV: You're here to fall in love and make love.

EJ: I love it!

IV: And another thing, this is your final "game of awakening." You've stepped out of time and living in the eternal Now.

EJ: Yes, I know that too. Thanks for confirming that I am on the right track.

IV: All is well. Everything is unfolding according to plan. In fact, all life has already happened.

EJ: I know that too. Thank you.

IV: Thank you.

Enocia

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All is One - A Reminder

Only One exists.

It is the One Love-Light that is wearing the many masks appearing as the many. The masks symbolise our different beliefs and models of realities. Some of these beliefs are empowering and others are limiting. Some of these beliefs are shared and many are not. Despite our disparate beliefs, the truth about each of us is that all is One. Every moment, the One is calling out to the all who are still "asleep" to remind them of their true nature as the One.

As the bus I was in was approaching the next bus stop, I noticed an elderly looking gentleman with a walking stick walking towards the stop. The bus driver lowered the ramp to make it easy for the man to get on and waited at the bus stop. The man shuffled a few steps forward and then stood still. He shuffled a few more steps forward and then stood still. The faster he tried to move the more he got stuck. He was only a few inches away from the bus but it must have seemed like miles to the man. The bus driver waited patiently for him. I could feel all the passengers egging the man on. I got out and asked if I could assist him. I offered him my hand. He shuffled a few steps forward and then let go of my hand. He insisted he could get on by himself. I walked beside him until he got on board. The driver waited until he was sitting comfortably before he drove off. When I was getting off the bus the man thanked me for helping him.

The bus journey represents the call to remember who we are as the One.

The elderly man having difficulties getting on the bus represents those who are "asleep" to their true identity; or moments of forgetfulness of one's true nature.

Passengers egging the man on represent those who are constantly reminding and inspiring people to wake up to their true nature.

My offer of assistance to the man represents those who have a calling to assist people to awaken to their true selves. They are also aware that you can offer assistance but you can't force people to accept what you have to offer.

The bus driver's compassion represents the nature of the One who cannot reject any part of itself. The One will never stop "calling" until everyone is safely "home."

All is One.

Enocia

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One Dreamer, Many Players

Life is but a dream.

Yesterday evening I went to a bookshop to browse. I picked up two books from the shelf and looked for a comfy chair but there wasn't any available. I didn't fancy sitting on a hard chair so I put the books back on the shelf. I had a thought to go mooching around the area. I walked to the nearest train station, Charing Cross, did some window-shopping around the area, then caught the bus back to the bookshop.

I picked up the same books from the shelf and looked for a chair. The only one available was a space on a sofa which was already occupied by a man and a woman. I sat between them. After a few minutes, the man on the far right got up and I moved to his space. The space in the middle was soon occupied by a young woman. I thought her hat was cute. I noticed she was flicking through some fashion magazines. I had a feeling she was either a fashion student or worked in the fashion industry. None of us said anything, we were too focused on what we were reading.

At one point, the lady next to me reading the fashion magazines took out her mobile phone. I asked her what the time was and she told me. I told her I liked her hat. She said a friend had designed it. I asked if I could feel it. She took it off and handed it to be me. It was black and had flowers on the side. I told her it was pretty and that her friend was very talented. I asked her if she was into fashion. She said she was a fashion designer. Funnily enough, a few days ago my mother and I discussed how "ordinary" people never wear outfits we see on catwalk shows. I discussed this with my fashion designer friend. She said the designs are just meant to give an idea of the designer's work. High Street shops then copy the designs which are then mass produced for consumers. I told her it must be lovely to have something that's been designed just for you, a complete original. She said that's what attracted her to becoming a fashion designer; she wanted unique clothes. At first she wanted to be a writer, then she studied economics at university and became a fashion designer. She said to make it as a fashion designer you need lots of money. I said that at least with her economics background she shouldn't have problems with her finances. She told me she has her own label called Dragana Perisic and her shop is near Brick Lane. Before she left she invited me to visit her shop sometime.

In the meantime, the other lady sitting on the far left had gone. When my fashion designer friend left she was back with a bottle of drink. I told her I thought she'd left. She said she was actually waiting for her husband. When her husband arrived I heard them talking about a chain of restaurants that specialises in noodles. I told them I'd been to that restaurant. The last time I went was when a friend took me to one in Windsor. I drew a map of how to get to the nearest one.

She told me she had only been in London for two days. She was visiting her husband who is studying on a journalism scholarship. They were from Bombay in India. I told them I watched lots of Bollywood films (Indian origin) when I was growing up in Sierra Leone and my favourite actor at the time was a Amitab Bachchan. I said I have a dream to visit Bollywood one day to watch films being made. I said I have a friend in India who has promised to introduce me to Amitab. The woman said she's a journalist and has interviewed Amitab twice who is a very nice man.

My friends and I chatted about London and what it has to offer. They were interested in good Indian food. I said the woman I'd been speaking to earlier has her own shop near Brick Lane and Brick Lane has lots of Bengali (Bangladeshi) restaurants that serves very affordable and good quality food. I also told them about Southall in west London, which has a huge Asian community and has lots of Indian restaurants. After chatting for a few minutes about our lifestyles, my friends said they were off to try out the noodle restaurant. I decided it was time to go home.

My first bus was already at the bus stop so I had to run to catch it. My next bus was very crowded. I could easily have waited for the next one but something told me to get on board. I stood for part of the journey. Soon a seat became available right where I was standing. I noticed a young woman in front of me was reading a book called Brick Lane. I told her about meeting a fashion designer with shop near Brick Lane. I asked her what the book was about. She said it was about a woman from Bangladesh who comes to England to an arranged marriage. She said it was a very good book and a movie has already been made out of the book.

Hmmm! Is it possible I am dreaming of Brick Lane?

When I went home I told my mother about my Brick Lane experiences. She told me Brick Lane had been in the evening news. They believe Brick Lane is becoming very fashionable.

I am dreaming of Brick Lane!

It's amazing how the dream was played out. While I was busy dawdling, my dawdling time allowed all the players to meet up at the bookshop. When I returned to the bookshop, we were all ready to play. I ended up leaving at the right time so I could connect with the passenger reading the book called "Brick Lane."

There is only one dreamer.

Enocia

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Survival Issues

Issue #55 of Sport is brilliant.

There's an article about Bear Grylls, the adventurer. According to Bear:

"The people who stand the best chance of survival are the ones who are prepared to push the limits."

When put in a position of survival, Bear has eaten snake, maggots, "decomposing zebra" flesh and even drank his own urine.

It got me thinking that there are two survival methods.

First, there is the "dog eat dog" method of survival. Everything is potential food. I've heard of people who have eaten human flesh to survive.

The other survival method is when you go into yourself and find the nourishment you need already within yourself. I've been in a situation where I've had no food and no means to buy food. I've been able to dig deep and find that I'm sustained by Light within. Other times, my needs have been taken care of from the "outside." In fact, this is what the spiritual path means for me, awakening to the unlimited wealth and intelligence I have within me.

I guess one's survival depends on how far one is prepared to "push the limits."

Thanks Sport for another great article.

Enocia

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In Joy There is No Fear

In issue #55 of Sport, which focuses on "men and women who dice with death in the name of adventure", BASE Jumper*, Felix Baumgartner is interviewed about his experiences.

* BASE jumping is an extreme sport where athletes use a parachute to jump from fixed objects. The word BASE is an acronym for the objects that can be used as a launchpad:

Buildings (any inhabited building)
Antennae (any uninhabited tower, such as an aerial mast)
Span (a bridge or archway)
Earth (a cliff, cave or natural formation)

Felix is asked:

Heights clearly don't worry you too much. Is there anything that frightens you?

"Actually, I was doing some scuba diving and that was a little bit scary because I thought for the first second: 'This is not my world.' In skydiving, I totally knew this was my thing, from my first jump. Even as a beginner, I knew I liked it. I liked falling, flying with parachutes, jumping from planes. In diving, I never had fun. I was always cold, dark, hard to breathe and if you think about being unable to breathe in an emergency, it was a really scary thought. I'm not really good under water. That is a scary world to me." Addicted to BASE by Mark Bailey, Sport

I find this very interesting that Felix finds it more scary scuba diving than diving off cliffs and tall buildings because he's not having fun. In other words, he's not in his joy.

When you're being the Joy that you are, you're in your comfort zone and there is nothing to fear. The message here is to follow your Joy in all ways.

Good for you, Felix! Happy jumping and landing to you always!

In and of Joy.

Enocia

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Oneness

The other day I put out an intention that I wanted to break the "bond" with an old friend who has been in my thoughts. I felt that it would help me focus in the here and now. I had the thought that it was impossible to break that "bond" as there is only one.

Fast forward a few days later i.e. today, I felt inspired to email this friend. My email was returned with the following message: "This email address is no longer accepting incoming emails." I reckon it's the polite way of saying that this email address is no longer receiving my emails.

What I found interesting was how this friend had read my intention about "breaking the bond" and had acted on it in the form of barring my emails, which happened only recently. It is possible I had picked up on his intention and acted upon it.

This experience is a perfect reminder that no matter how hard I try to block someone's emails or break our bonds, in truth, I cannot be separated from my friend, or anyone else for that matter, because there is only One.

As there is only One, what I give to another I am giving to myself.

I know my message has been "received" loud and clear.

In Oneness.

Enocia

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Dissolving Programmes

I believe all food products come with their programmes i.e. beliefs about what the food is capable of doing. Sometimes the beliefs are based on what many people believe and sometimes they are based on the food labels.

For instance, there's a belief that beans make people fart or loosens one's stomach. After eating some black-eyed beans my mother had prepared, the next day I had the runs. It was as if my body was acting out that programme.

The next day there was some leftovers. Although the beans were delicious, I didn't feel like having a repeated experience. There was only one thing to do: before I had some, I blessed it with love. I was perfectly fine.

In fact, I only need to remember that all is Love before I eat anything and Love dissolves all programmes.

Love is all there is.

Enocia

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Chameleon

Over the last few weeks I've been watching Dancing with the Stars on television. It was the first time I've ever seen it.

"The show pairs a celebrity with a professional dancer. The professional dancer is responsible for teaching the celebrity how to perform specific dances, which the pair perform live on the show each week. The dancers are scored by a panel of three professional ballroom judges. Additionally, viewers of the program may vote by phone, text message, or online methods. The team which receives the lowest total score (a combination of the judges' scores and viewer votes) each week is eliminated from the competition." Dancing with the Stars

In the finale, which was aired in the UK last night, one judge described Mel B, one of the celebrities, as a chameleon, meaning she was able to become whatever dance she's performing at the time.

I believe Mel B was simply expressing the dance that she already is. That's why she was so brilliant.

It was a great final. Loved it!

Enocia

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Giving and Receiving are One

A while back, I noticed one of my blogs wasn't loading properly - it would only load part of each article. I did find though that if the Internet connection was fast, like they have in Internet cafes, it would load it after a few seconds; otherwise, they just got stuck. I found it quite frustrating like someone telling me a good joke and leaving out the punch line. I asked Blogger, the providers, for assistance but received no response from them. I figured whatever the problem was would correct itself, but it didn't.

I had it in mind to re-publish all the articles under a new blog that I had already created, but the thought was so daunting I couldn't face doing it. So I kept putting it off and putting it off.

Now I believe every moment, I as Infinite Love is channelling through I, Enocia the channel. My blogs represent myself as the receiving instrument. Is it possible that the problem with loading was because a part of me was still blocking myself from receiving my Good?

Two days ago, I decided to go for it and republish the articles. I also went through hundreds of articles on my other blogs and edited the ones linked to the "faulty" blog.

The task turned out to be effortless. The moment I had the intention, I felt this enormous surge of energy pouring through me, which made me focus only on the task at hand. It was such fun reliving those experiences that I had written about in those articles.

Aaah, I feel so much better now.

I am receiving all that I have to give.

Enocia

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