Living as Love-Light

And One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

2006-11-04T11:17:00.000Z

The story continues at Freedom, Expression, Being.

See you at the other side.

Enocia

Welcome

2006-11-04T11:00:00.019Z

I am a being of Love-Light. All is Love-Light.

The articles on this blog focus on my experiences of living as the Love-Light. They are not meant to instruct the reader in any way. If you can resonate with my experiences, brilliant! If not, brilliant!

For my current and previous blogs see My Other Blogs.

Unless otherwise stated, all articles are copyright © 2006-2012 Enocia Joseph. You have my permission to copy and distribute articles for personal use only. Please include the link to the particular blog. For any other use other than personal, and any comments you might have, please email theoneinall@googlemail.com.

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

Enjoy...

With love,
Enocia

Articles in Alphabetical Order

--A--

A Real Diamond
Activating Love
All Good is Ever Present
All is Love
An Important Message to the World Wide Web
As I Love Others, I am Loving Myself

--B--

Be Like a Little Child and You are in Heaven
Being Adorable
Being Full of Self
Being Priceless
Being the Life and Soul of the Party
Being the Source
Beyond Appearances
Boundlessness

--C--

Calm Down, Dears!
Canned Laughter
Carrying a Torch for a Flashlight
Come, Let Me Kiss You Better!
Come On Guys, Show Us Your True Colours!

--D--

Dependence
Disgust
Diwali - Festival of Lights

--E--

Emmanuel
Everything You Want, Wants You
Expectations

--F--

Fighting Against Something is Fighting Yourself
Filters
Freedom

--G--

Games People Play
God in Every Moment
God Rules, OK!

--H--

Heart of Gold
Heaven is Now
Hidden Riches of Secret Places
How Many Times

--I--

I Have a Bone to Pick With You
If Only
In Oneness, All Power is Yours
In Theory
In the Pink
Is it Useful?
It's a Dog's Life!
It's Angel Day!
It's Autumn! What a Mess!
It's My Birthday!
It's Out of My Hands

--J--

Japa

--L--

Let's Get Catty!
Lift of the Day
Living as Light
Love and Let Go
Love Dissolves Grudges
Love Downloads
Love is All There Is
Love is My Foundation
Love is Nuts!
Love is Nuts - Part Deux
Love Never Ends
Love Operating System (LOS)
Love Takes All Forms
Loving the News
Loving the Queue

--M--

Magic
Making Heaven on Earth
Masters of Time
Meeting with Friends
Music to My Ears
My Friends of Love-Light
My Love Companion
My Mailing Lists
My New Toy

--N--

Networking
Now, That's Magic!

--O--

One Voice, Many Voices

--P--

Party Pooper
Peace Be With You
Person or Spirit?
Pieces of Vector8
Prayer

--R--

Rapport and Roman Numerals
Receiving
Resistance is Futile
Resistance is Futile - Part 2

--S--

Satellite or Terrestrial?
Smile
Smile and the World Smiles with You
Speaking the One Language
Speed
Stop Dreaming, Sing
Surrender to Love and Free Will
Switch it Off!

--T--

Teleportation
That Didn't Happen!
That Loving Power
That's Entertainment!
That's Life!
The Answer is Always One
The Death Programme
The King of Love
The Law of Love
The Light of the World
The Love Sensor
The Many Hues of Love
The Moon
The Path of Receiving
The Personal versus the Universal Approach
The Point of No Return
The Power of Love
The Real Source of Energy
There are No Doors
There is Only One Life
There is Only One Power
Time and Timelessness
To Love is to Trust
Trust in Love to Sort out the Details
Trusting in Your Path
Tuning into the Love Station

--V--

Veil or No Veil?

--W--

Walking Joy
Watch Out!
We are All Children of Light
When Two or Three are Gathered
Will Power
Words

--Y--

You are a One!

The Light of the World

2006-11-03T15:12:00.000Z

Last night on my way home, the bus I was on was stuck at a traffic light and it was too far behind to catch the one I wanted ahead. I looked to see if another bus was approaching but there wasn't any in sight. I didn't fancy waiting in the cold, so I focused on the Light that we all are.

When I got off the bus I saw the bus I wanted was about to drive off, but then it stopped and the doors were open. I made a dash for it and got on. I saw the driver was busy reading a card. I have observed that just before a driver changes shifts he fills in a card. It's interesting how he chose to do this at this bus stop instead of the next bus stop where he swapped with another driver.

Thank you, God, for working Your light magic.

Enocia

Related articles: Prayer; Being the Source

When Two or Three are Gathered

2006-11-03T13:17:00.002Z

In a previous article called That's Life!, I talked about meeting an Internet friend for the first time. While we were chatting in the cafe, I suggested we look for some comfy chairs. Though we got some seats that were ideal, we didn't have the comfy chairs I had in mind. Only one popped up.

This is what my friend had to say after reading the article:

"One thing about the comfy chairs you mention in your blog - I didn't say this at the time but although you wanted them I didn't - because being in them would have created a 3 or 4 foot space between us. I was more interested in a comfy sofa. So maybe there was a conflict of interest there but you did get a chair in the end."

This raises a very important point about group prayer. Have you ever wondered why so many people are getting together and praying for world peace and yet this is not being made manifest? Could it be because they are not in agreement?

In the Bible Jesus teaches:

"Again I say unto you, That if two of you shall agree on earth as touching any thing that they shall ask, it shall be done for them of my Father which is in heaven. For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them." Matthew 18: 19-20

Whenever one is involved in a group prayer, it is imperative that every member of that group is in agreement about what they want to have manifested. This is because Mind is one and undivided. The moment there is a conflict of interest, either nothing is going to happen or there are going to be many things happening according to each individual's intent. In my case, I got my comfy chair but we didn't get the comfy sofa my friend had in mind because that wasn't my intention.

When two or three are gathered together it must be with a unified intent.

Enocia

Related articles: That's Life!; Prayer; Mixed Intentions; There is Only One Power

Be Like a Little Child and You are in Heaven

2006-11-03T11:21:00.000Z

At the same time came the disciples unto Jesus, saying, Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven? And Jesus called a little child unto him, and set him in the midst of them, And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven. Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 18: 1-4

When I was working in the library a little girl, about three or four years old, went up to her mother beside me. She said, "Mum, I'd like to do a poo please."

"Awww, how sweet!" I said. "When you need to poo, you need to poo, right?" She giggled.

That's what I love about kids, they have no sense of embarrassment, or rather they haven't been conditioned to the social mores of the day.

The woman accompanied her daughter to the toilet. When they returned I asked her if she'd had a good poo. Her mother said she didn't need to go after all.

In the above passage from the Bible, Jesus teaches that except we become like little children we will not "enter into the kingdom of heaven." The "kingdom of heaven" is not in some far flung place that you can only visit in your dreams or when you die, it is here now. Heaven is a state of being. You simply need to be "humble" just as kids are.

Babies have such trust in the universe. Have you observed how babies can fall asleep anywhere. How many times have you seen a baby worrying about falling out of his buggy/pushchair? They have no shame about asking anyone to meet their needs. Only when they've been conditioned not to speak to "strangers” do they only focus on their parents.

The dominant human programme is that the source of our supply is very limited indeed. First, it comes from your parents, relations and loved ones but NEVER from strangers. You can't trust strangers. As a child gets older he's let into the Big Secret: "Money doesn't grown on trees. Your parents have to earn the money to supply your needs." You then accept the belief that the only way to meet your needs is by earning a living. If you want to earn other people's respect you need to be self-sufficient. Any other way is unacceptable.

I got a lecture from my mother recently about the importance of self-respect, which she doesn't believe I have. She said as a child she wouldn't accept things from her parents because she wanted to be independent. She said I should stop looking to people to meet my needs but to stand on my own two feet. What she doesn't realise is I see God in all things and it is God appearing as the people. Besides, only when you have a self do you need to have self-respect. As I see it, there is only one Self and it is God.

To live in the kingdom of heaven, you have to let go of the "being independent" programme and see reality as it is: God/Light/Love is all there is. Since God is everywhere present, your supply comes in all shapes and forms: from family, friends, "strangers", nature, anywhere.

As I was typing in the library, I noticed a young man staring at me. He said he was amazed how fast I typed and wanted to know how I could type so fast. He said he's from Taiwan and studying English. He was looking for someone to do an exchange with: he said he would share his knowledge of stock markets while he practised English. I said I knew someone who is into stock markets and I'll email him and ask if he's available. I told my friend there are always people for him to practise with, someone like me for instance.

My friend said he learned English the American way and he was finding the British English quite a challenge. He finds a lot of people difficult to understand. I said it was because people have different accents. At one point he wanted to know whether he was disturbing me and I said no.

"Is disturbing the same as troubling?" he said.
"Yes they are the same."

Just at that moment a librarian came over and said to my friend "Sorry to disturb you, are you using this computer?"

He said no.

After the librarian had gone I said to him, "Did you notice she used the word 'disturb'?"

He was tickled pink.

When I told him my name was Enocia, pronounced Enokia, he said it sounded like the Hinoki tree. I looked it up on Google and I loved it. My friend also showed me how to narrow my search on Google by using the "Advanced Search" facility, which I have never explored before. I then emailed my friend some useful links to help him with his vocabulary.

My friend is like a little child taking baby steps in the English language. When he asked for help we were both blessed: I ended up meeting a new friend who introduced me to the Hinoki tree and lots more; and he got the opportunity to practise his English.

The "kingdom of heaven" is here and now. Be like a little child and you are in heaven.

Enocia

Related articles: Heaven is Now; Filters; Prayer; Freedom; Disgust; Dependence; Ask and You Will Receive

That's Life!

2006-11-02T13:27:00.000Z

All is God and God is Infinite Good.

In a previous article I wrote:

"Whenever I have an idea to have an experience, that experience already exists. The reason why I have had the idea is because the idea is seeking expression in the first place. Therefore, instead of trying to figure out how the idea is going to be expressed, all I need to do is trust in the idea to express through me in Its own way." Everything You Want, Wants You

For the last two years I've been communicating by email with an Internet friend. We've talked about the possibility of meeting face to face but it hasn't happened. He also lives out of London so it needed planning.

A week ago my friend said he was coming down to London for a course and wondered if I was going to be in the area. It felt as if the meeting had been divinely arranged and I was well up for it.

Yesterday evening we finally met up and he was fun to be with.

We went to a cafe at a bookshop. The cafe was crowded at the time and the table we shared wasn't ideal as it had empty cups on it. After a while I suggested we went to find some comfy chairs in the bookshop. There were no seats available at the time. We returned to the cafe and found two chairs and shared a table with this young man who was reading his book. Soon a man and a woman got up to leave. Not only was their table clean, it was at the far corner so we could chat without disturbing anyone. I still had my sights set on the comfy chairs though. I soon noticed one available but we couldn't move as we needed two chairs. It was soon time to leave anyway. Just as we were going past one of the comfy seats I rested on it for a few seconds. At least I did get that desire fulfilled.

Thank you God.

Enocia

Related articles: Heaven is Now; Everything You Want, Wants You; Love Downloads

Heaven is Now

2006-11-01T12:21:00.000Z

SULLIVAN: 'A hundred thousand welcomes.' It's an old Irish saying. We're all friends here.
JANEWAY: I had an aunt who used to have a saying like that. A stranger is a friend you just haven't met yet.
SULLIVAN: Definitely Irish. Fair Haven, Episode of StarTrek Voyager

Heaven is God and God is Love. There is nothing but Love. By Love I mean all that is Good such as beauty, peace, love, power, wisdom, abundance, joy, harmony etc.

I live in Heaven right now. All around me are my Heaven/Love friends garbed in infinite forms and appearances. At first impression you might feel you have nothing in common with someone let alone see him as Love, but when you go beyond his guise you discover the glory of God in human form.

I believe the human experience is a great way to go beyond appearances. By sharing what we are being at that moment, we are able to find commonalities and then be and share the love that we are.

This morning I sat next to this man on the bus. After a while, he asked if the bus was going to a place called Ilford and whether it was close by. I said it was but Ilford was at least another half hour by bus. As he wasn't a local I asked where he was from and he said Nigeria. He's on holidays in the UK for a few weeks. I told him my grandfather was Nigerian and my parents are from Sierra Leone. I shared my middle name with him - "Ebironkeh" which means "cherished one." He was surprised and delighted. I noticed he had an American accent. He said he spent some time in America where he trained in medicine.

Now that we'd broken the ice we chatted freely. He said he worked in Immigrations in Nigeria. He asked me what I did and I said I was a writer; I told him I write about love and the glory of God. He asked me if I was a Christian and I said I wasn't but I believe in God and know God is all in all. It was a joy speaking to my "new" friend.

Heaven is now.
Love is all there is.

Enocia

Related article: Boundlessness; Rapport and Roman Numerals

Filters

2006-10-31T17:00:00.000Z

I was waiting for an email to come through but it didn't appear in my Inbox. I had a thought to look in the Bulk and sure enough it was sitting there. I then marked the email as "Not Spam" in order for future emails from that sender to be received in my Inbox.

It got me thinking about prayers. If you think God is not answering your prayers, it could be you're filtering out the answers. It is possible your beliefs and thoughts are preventing you from seeing the answers already present.

You may have a fixed view of how things should be and are not open for God's infinite abundance to flow through limitless channels.

It could be you see yourself as totally independent and self-sufficient. How can you allow further assistance when you're perfectly capable of looking after yourself?

One day when you are finally ready to let go of your filters, you will then realise all good is already present and waiting to be received into your Inbox, albeit through different channels.

Let go of your filters and let God.

Enocia

Related articles: God in Every Moment; Dependence; The Path of Receiving; Supply and Demand are One; How To Avoid Blocks; Are You Seeing the World Through a Polka Dot?; Good, the Ultimate Spam-guard - but how much Good can you handle?

Japa

2006-10-30T15:47:00.000Z

One of the fun ways I find to improve one-pointed focus is through Japa meditation, when you repeat a mantra or the name of God over and over again.

I remember the first time I went to an introductory Hari Krishna Japa session. Armed with our prayer beads that we were to use as our guides, we were asked to chant a whole round of Hari Krishna, i.e. 108 times. By the time we'd finished I was the only one still awake; my Japa friends were all fast asleep. The leader was very impressed and asked me how I managed to stay focused. I guess it was fun.

I find chanting "God" is an excellent reminder that God is all in all. Other Japas I use are: "Love", "Peace", "Joy", "Light," and "I am that I am." There's nothing like power-walking your way by chanting "God."

My experience of Japa is that whatever I focus on comes to life in two ways. First, the Japa chants itself. This means after I've been chanting "God," I can still hear a voice in my head chanting God, rather like an annoying melody you can't get rid of. Well, I don't mind the thought "God" in my head.

Second, I experience the power of God in manifestation within and around me. Let's say I'm chanting "Peace," I feel a tangible peace as a tangible presence and feel myself as Peace. Ditto love, joy and light. If it's God, I feel this immense feeling of power within me and without.

Yesterday just for fun on a very long bus ride I chanted "God." When I stopped I noticed God's presence. I could see that as people were walking they were moving with God power and energy. It was dusk at the time and I was struck by the beauty of the sky as the invisible artist worked wonders on His cosmic canvas. I observed God's power moving the buses and all the cars around; I observed God's creative intelligence in all things. I also noticed a man in front of me with the words "Life&Glory" at the back of his jacket.

While Japa involves effort, in fact it is another way of being. When I'm focused on, say, Peace, I am being Peace. How Peace is made manifest, however, is none of my concern.

Enocia

Related article: Holding the Vision

Peace Be With You

2006-10-30T10:56:00.000Z

"I'm not a member of any organized political party, I'm a Democrat!" Will Rogers

"I want to know God's thoughts... the rest are details." Albert Einstein

So I went to central London intending to visit the Stephen Wiltshire gallery but I got sidetracked by the activities at Trafalgar Square. I was curious to find out what was going on. It was Eid in the Square, a celebration to mark the end of Ramadan, "the month of fasting observed by millions of Muslims across the world." The wonderful thing about the event was it was the first ever being held at Trafalgar Square. I figured I might as well join in the celebration.

I am very familiar with Ramadan because I come from a family that is part Muslim. My grandmother on my mother's side was raised a Christian; her father was a Methodist minister. She married my grandfather who was a Muslim. Their children were raised as Muslims. When their father passed away the children were given the option whether they wanted to remain Muslim or convert to Christianity. My mother and one brother converted to Christianity while another brother and sister remained Muslims. I was brought up as a Christian Methodist but I now follow no religion.

At Eid in the Square, I found there was a tangible atmosphere of peace in the Square. One performer said his music had both British and Arabic influence but his songs sounded more like a prayer. The presenters seem to emanate peace; even the applause from the audience sounded peaceful. It didn't really surprise me because Muslims always greet one another with "Salam Alaikum" which means "peace be upon you." Every performer started with "Salam Alaikum." I was so moved by the songs I wanted to stay for the whole ceremony. I figured I could visit the gallery the next day, but then I had a thought to visit the gallery as it was only five minutes away. I got there just in time before they closed. It turned out the gallery wasn't open the next day (Sunday).

After the gallery, which had amazing pictures, I was back at the square. I moved among the audience and felt myself being embraced by this peaceful presence all around me. In fact, the presence stayed with me hours later after I'd left the event.

For me, there is a definite difference between peace and bliss. Peace is a tangible presence, while bliss is an inner feeling of great joy and happiness. I can be embraced in this peace while still thinking; but when I feel blissful, I'm captured in bliss. When I went to Diwali on the Square two weeks back, the vibe was of joy and happiness. The songs were lively and people looked as if they were filled with joy. The vibe of Eid was that of peace.

The experience got me thinking about God. Most people believe God is love but love isn't all that God is. God is the sum total of all that is good which includes love, peace, joy, bliss, wisdom, power, life, freedom, harmony, beauty...etc. Now religions are based on a founder/leader/teacher's vision or realisations of God. I've studied Jesus' ministry in the Bible on which Christianity is meant to be based on. From his teachings and miracles, Jesus was demonstrating God's many attributes such as spirit, light, love, grace, peace, truth, freedom, harmony, abundance and life. These attributes are the gifts of Christianity. The reason why I could never be a Christian is because I'm only interested in the attributes of God not human doctrines.

At one point I was interested in Hari Krishna because of the devotional aspect of singing and praising God. I soon discovered you couldn't become a member without following the teachings of the religious leader. I got what I wanted and left the rest behind.

I believe Islam offers peace to the world and for that I am very grateful.

Salam Alaikum!

Enocia

Related articles: Diwali - Festival of Lights; Peace that Passes all Understanding; The Chapel ; The Living God

Walking Joy

2006-10-28T11:46:00.000+01:00

Joy is my true state of being. I don't need to look outside of myself to experience joy; I am an endless source of joy. Here are a few ways I experience joy.

I call on the Inner DJ, whose job it is to play in my head songs I love, the ones that give me goosebumps. "DJ drop that beat!" Sometimes the Inner DJ reminds me of lyrics that are full of joy.

I call on the Inner Clown who sees everything in a funny light. He is an endless source of funny anecdotes, satire and humour.

I recall funny stories and incidents. Ideas fill me up with joy.

I tune into my inner canned laughter that sounds like the way I laugh.

I smile.

The simplest way of course is to simply be still and know that I am Joy.

I find joy tastes like nectar. How do I know what nectar tastes like? Because...as a child, I used to cut the heads off flowers and drink their nectar. Yes, it was me, I confess my sins, OK! In case you’re wondering, no, I no longer drink nectar from flowers, I'm a big girl now.

I feel joy, I see joy, I taste joy, I hear joy, I smell joy.

I am endless joy.

Enocia

Related articles: Canned Laughter; Freak Out; My Inner DJ

One Voice, Many Voices

2006-10-27T16:20:00.000+01:00

Within me there are infinite voices yet these voices merge into one voice, which I hear as my inner voice.

The inner voice is the spokesperson for the other voices.

What are the other voices?

Each voice represents the real self of each individual that is unique, full of joy, love and boundless. That doesn't only apply to humans but all life, all forms and all ideas.

If I want to know the real truth of someone, all I need to do is tune into the real self and listen.

All selves are interconnected.

The many voices are one.

Enocia a.k.a. Vector8

The Law of Love

2006-10-27T15:26:00.000+01:00

Is the universe governed by any laws? Well that rather depends on what you believe.

I believe there are two fundamental laws.

First, Love is all there is.

Second, you experience what you believe.

What do I mean by Love?

Love means so many different things to different people. Some people believe Love is acceptance of all things. Some believe Love is loving unconditionally. For some, Love is impartial and attracts to you exactly what you put out.

For me, Love is good and wonderful and true. Love only knows and sees Love. Love is the Light that knows no darkness. Because Love is good, Love is constantly transmuting anything unlike itself into itself. And Love is constantly creating all things new. Therefore, it doesn't matter what my thoughts were a moment ago, Love is making all things love. And another thing, Love is not under any other rules or law as it is unconditioned.

As far as I'm concerned, the universe is governed by only one Law: "Life is Love; and Love is what I believe it is."

Obviously, it's my own personal view. People who share my beliefs will probably have similar experiences; people who don't, won't.

Life is Love.

Enocia

Related article: Activating Love

Activating Love

2006-10-27T12:50:00.000+01:00

If we live and have our being in Divine Love, how come there is so much fear?

Imagine you've been invited to your friend's house for dinner. She's prepared a dish you're not familiar with. You try to work out what the different flavours are but you have no idea what they are. You come to the conclusion that you don't like the food. When your friend asks you what you thought of the food, you politely tell her you enjoyed it. A few weeks later, you're back at your friend's place for dinner. Because she thought you liked what she prepared the last time, she's prepared the same dish. Not wanting to upset your friend you have some. This time you really like it. What's changed? Could it be that you started liking the food once your taste buds had got accustomed to the food?

Most of what I like is acquired taste that I've grown to love over time. There have been some things that I have not liked even though I've had them several times. In other words, I've trained my taste buds to appreciate some tastes and not others. For instance, I don't like avocado but when it's prepared as guacamole I don't mind it at all, though I can't say I'm crazy about it.

Back to the question at hand. If we are swimming in Love, how come the world doesn't reflect this? Could it be that we need to train our senses to become aware of Love’s presence?

When you are aware of something you activate that thing; and the thing appears to come to life.

Sometimes on my bus journeys I play the game of colours. I decide, for instance, that I'm going to notice all things purple, and all I notice is purple. And the more purple I notice, the more purple experiences I attract. By becoming aware of purple. I am activating purple; I am bringing purple to life. When I get bored playing this game I stop noticing purple; or rather, all colours merge into one.

So if we want to experience Love we need to become aware of Love which activates Love. Activating Love is becoming aware of the Power of Love in all ideas, all forms visible and invisible, all space, and all time.

There is a passage in the Bible when Jesus is hungry. He approaches a fig tree hoping he'll find some figs on it, but he finds nothing but leaves. Jesus tells the tree:

"No man eat fruit of thee hereafter for ever. And his disciples heard it." (Mark 11: 14)

The bible says "in the morning", presumably the next day, when Jesus and his disciples pass by the fig tree, they notice it has withered to the roots. Jesus' disciple, Peter, asks him about it.

"And Jesus answering saith unto them, Have faith in God.

"For verily I say unto you, That whosoever shall say unto this mountain, Be thou removed, and be thou cast into the sea; and shall not doubt in his heart, but shall believe that those things which he saith shall come to pass; he shall have whatsoever he saith." (Mark 11: 22-23)

Jesus seems to be teaching his disciples not only about faith in God but becoming aware of the Power of God in all things. When you know the Power that created the Universe is in a tree, you can tell it to wither and it will.

Imagine living in a Universe where you're aware of the Power of Love working in all. You can speak to anything and it will obey you.

As I was crossing the road I saw my bus approaching the stop. By the time I crossed over the road, the bus doors were closed and the driver was about to take off. I thought "I really want that bus." The driver opened the front doors and I was able to get on board.

Activating love is not creating Love as Love is always present. Activating Love is simply becoming aware of the Presence of Love in all things.

Love is all in all.

Enocia

Related articles: God in Every Moment; To Love is to Trust; Being the Source; Awareness; Love is Meeting All Needs Perfectly

God in Every Moment

2006-10-26T13:14:00.000+01:00

"God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early." (Psalm 46:5)

While I was working on a piece called Boundlessness, the Internet went down. The library staff believed it was a network problem and didn’t know how long it would take to fix it. I prayed to the Source in the story I was writing.

How did I pray to the "Source in the story I was writing?" By realising the following two principles:

First, God is all in all. This means every idea and experience contains the infinite power of God, the same power that gives rise to the universe.

Second, when I get an idea for an experience it is because the experience is seeking expression.

Therefore, the story is God seeking expression. I asked God for help.

I then turned my attention to writing this piece knowing by the time I had finished I would be able to publish both stories.

That’s exactly what happened.

God is all in all.

Thank you God.

Enocia

Related article: Everything You Want, Wants You

Boundlessness

2006-10-26T10:59:00.000+01:00

Boundlessness is a state of being where your sense of self has no boundaries.

While I appear to have my own body that distinguishes me as separate from another, that is not the full story. If I think of my identity purely from this standpoint then I am limiting myself. I have to go beyond the form to discover my infinite potential which is boundless love.

Recently on the bus I heard this man speaking to his son (or daughter) on his mobile phone. He was asking him what he'd been up to and when he could see him. He also asked the child about the baby. I wondered if this meant the man wasn’t living with the children’s mother. Instead of dreaming up stories about him I asked him outright.

"Was that your son or daughter?"
"It was my daughter."
"How old is she?"
"She's three. I like calling her because by the time I get home she's usually in bed."
"I see."
"I love her so much and I really miss not seeing her," he said.
"That's lovely. You mentioned something about a baby?"
"Yes, he's only 6 months old."
"Sounds like you're really enjoying being a dad," I said.
"Yes, I am," he grinned. "What about you, have you got any kids?"
"No."
"Don't you want any?"
"It's not really my path."
"I know what you mean. Being a parent is a huge responsibility and it is not for everyone. Sometimes I feel sad when I am not home in time to spend time with my daughter."
"Well it's been nice talking to you," I said as we approached the last stop."

A few days later I was speaking to a friend and I told her about this man who loved his kids. My friend was surprised I had not only eavesdropped his conversation, I had got him to open up to me about his family situation. I thought it was the most natural thing to do.

The other day at a bookshop I heard a young man speaking on his mobile with a friend or so I presumed. He sounded American. At first he was happy sharing what he'd been up to in London. Then the tone of his voice changed as if he was guarded. He told his friend he was trying to stay in his "core" and didn't appreciate his friend's advice. He said the reason why they usually fall out is because his friend is always trying to tell him how he should live his life. He said he couldn't take his friend's advice seriously because he couldn’t see any evidence of her applying the same advice to her life situation. The man said he had to go and hung up. I wondered if he had been speaking to his girlfriend.

When he'd finished I went back to the book I was browsing. On the next page the reader was talking about how important it is to be true to yourself and stay in your "core" no matter what. People mean well when they give advice but only you know what's the right thing for you. You have to trust in the voice within you.

I was now facing a dilemma. I wanted to share this paragraph with the young man but if I did it would confirm I'd been eavesdropping his conversation. What to do? I decided to go for it. I told him I was a writer and I usually listen to snippets of people's conversation as I found them interesting. I told him I'd just come across a paragraph that mirrored his conversation.

When he'd finished reading the paragraph, he said "I can relate to this. My mother is always trying to tell me what to do. She seems stuck in a particular way of seeing me and can't see that I've grown and quite capable of following my own guide."
"I know exactly what you mean," I smiled. "Your mother means well, they all do."
"Thanks for sharing this," he said.
"No problem."

At the bus stop the other day, I met this elderly lady who was carrying a suitcase. I pointed out to her that her suitcase was open. She thanked me. I asked her where she was going and she said Knightsbridge. She asked me what bus she could take. I told her she needed to get two buses. She said she was doing her family tree and had discovered some connections to a famous company. When our bus arrived we sat in separate seats. I picked up a newspaper and had a good read. Later I realised we were both travelling on the same route so I sat next to her. She resumed her story about what she'd discovered in her research. Much of what she was saying didn't make much sense to me as it had a lot to do with family feuds over inheritance. When we got off the bus and got on the next one, she continued telling me about her family situation. She divorced her husband and had to raise three sons on her own. She said it was hard but she was very determined. She fought for her kids to have scholarships to attend public school, which in the UK is a a fee charging independent secondary school. Now her grown up sons are doing very well, one is even a millionaire. Just before she got off she said it was nice speaking to me. It would appear my friend simply needed someone to listen to her and that is what I did.

When you know your nature is boundless it's quite natural for you to speak to someone beside you; after all, that person is you. You may even find that the one sitting beside you has the very answer you've been seeking or you have something that person needs at that moment.

There are no boundaries.

All is Love.

Enocia

Related article: There are No Doors

Games People Play

2006-10-25T13:48:00.000+01:00

There is so much for us to complain about.

There is the cost of living for one, which is way higher than many of us can afford.

The minority, the rich, are getting richer; why can't they share what they have?

And the government is trying to squeeze people mercilessly for more tax.

The media is constantly feeding people with lies and more lies.

The police are corrupt.

Because of all those additives and preservatives, we have no idea what is good to eat.

The NHS (National Health Service) has gone to the dogs.

We are depleting the earth's natural resources, which is leading to global warming. At the rate we're going, the British Isles will soon be under water.

And people look so miserable, don't they? Maybe, it's all the negative thoughts in the ethers.

Moan, moan, moan.

Consider the following:

Do not say:
"God gave us this delusion."
You dream you are the doer,
You dream that action is done,
You dream that action bears fruit.
It is your ignorance,
It is the world's delusion
That gives you these dreams.

The Lord is everywhere
And always perfect:
What does He care for man's sin
Or the righteousness of man?

The Atman is the light:
The light is covered by darkness:
This darkness is delusion:
This is why we dream.

When the light of the Atman
Drives out our darkness
That light shines forth from us,
A sun in splendour,
The revealed Brahman. The Song of God Bhagavad Gita

The Bhagavad Gita is speaking about our true nature, Brahman. Brahman is perfection; and nothing can be added to or taken away from perfection.

The Lord is infinite energy, why would He care about what goes in food?

The Lord is abundance, why would He care about how much things cost?

The Lord is infinite love, why would He care about whether one is being good or bad, negative or positive?

The Lord is truth, why would He care what the newspapers have to say?

The Lord is infinite power, how can He ever be depleted of energy?

Here's another reminder:

The Lord is everywhere
And always perfect:
What does He care for man's sin
Or the righteousness of man?

Indeed.

So instead of moaning about the state of the world, which is only a dream anyway, I focus on what I believe to be my true identity. Then I see everything we moan about for what it is - a virtual reality game that has no power; a game I can choose to participate in or not.

I am Brahman.

Enocia

Related article: God Rules, OK!; Love Dissolves Grudges; There is Only One Power; When Being Good is Not Enough; Expecting a Cat to Behave Like a Dog; Nothing Can Be Added To or Taken Away From Perfection; Virtual Reality Cannot Harm You!

Everything You Want, Wants You

2006-10-24T11:11:00.001+01:00

"So be yourself and enjoy Life in your own Divine way. Do not fear to be your true self, for everything you want, wants you." (Your Invisible Power, Genevieve Behrend, p. 48)

Whenever I have an idea to have an experience, that experience already exists. The reason why I have had the idea is because the idea is seeking expression in the first place. Therefore, instead of trying to figure out how the idea is going to be expressed, all I need to do is trust in the idea to express through me in Its own way.

Years ago I had an idea that I'd never seen any pink cars. After that I started noticing fuchsia taxis. Soon I started seeing pink cars. There were not many of them, mind you. Now I see at least one pink car a week. In the last three days I've seen two pink cars.

Yesterday on the bus I picked up a freebie newspaper. With all the free newspapers they are dishing out these days, I've been wondering why people bother buying the evening newspapers. Anyway, this newspaper said its sister newspaper, which is not free, was offering free cinema tickets to every reader. I guess it was an incentive to buy their newspapers.

Later in the evening while I was sitting in a bookshop in town, a man sat beside me. I noticed he was reading the evening newspaper, the one you pay for. I also noticed a strong smell of fish around him as if he'd been eating tuna or something. After he'd finished reading it he started reading his book. I asked if I could borrow his newspaper and he let me. I flicked through it. I noticed a headline that read "Guardian rules OK!" that was almost a mirror image to an article I wrote recently called God Rules, OK!, but I didn’t read what it was about. I then noticed the free cinema voucher for next Monday. After I'd finished browsing I handed the newspaper back to my friend. He asked if I'd found it interesting and I said not particularly. When he'd finished reading his book he said goodbye. I noticed he'd left his newspaper so I called him back but he said he didn't want it. So I cut the voucher out of the newspaper.

Hmmm! Something smells very fishy here! I wonder if the Universe was trying to bless me with a cinema ticket? I haven't been to the cinema in ages.

Why, you sneaky so and so!

Enocia

Related articles: In the Pink; Come On Guys, Show Us Your True Colours!; The Path of Receiving; How To Avoid Blocks; Whatever You Love, Loves You Back!

All is Love-Light

2006-10-23T11:38:00.000+01:00

If you continue to see life as dual i.e. Mind/body or Spirit/flesh, then you will continue to experience life as dual.

See all as Spirit/Mind/Love/Light.

Where there is only Love-Light there are no persons, no nature, no planets, no stars, no dimensions, no forms.

All is Love-Light.

Enocia

Merde!

2006-10-20T15:45:00.001+01:00

When I woke up this morning I felt like doing number two. I tried but only a pellet came out. Just as I was going to force myself I thought, "Merde! What am I doing?" God is in charge including the excretory system and it is effortless."

I no longer felt the urge.

Oh pooh!

Enocia

Related articles: Will Power; Whose Life is it Anyway?

Love is Nuts! - Part Deux

2006-10-20T14:23:00.000+01:00

Yesterday I read a comment on a friend's blog which I thought was funny. I left a comment telling him he was a nutter.

Later while I was waiting for a bus, as I do, I thought about the comment again and chuckled to myself. A woman sat beside me and pulled out what I thought was a bar of chocolate.

"Hmmm, a chocolate fan?"

"No, it's nuts."

She dug into her bag, pulled another one out and gave it to me. It was a kind of peanut bar coated in honey that I've never had before. I can't recall now what it was called but it was delicious.

Is Love nuts or what?

I'm now going to think about Millions of Pounds and see what happens. ;)

Enocia

Related article: Love is Nuts!

God Rules, OK!

2006-10-20T11:24:00.000+01:00

Yesterday I felt like going into town on a bus ride. I had an idea to get the bus going to Oxford Circus. I figured if the bus to Lewisham arrived first, I would take it and change to another route. The first bus to arrive was for Oxford Circus so I got on.

A man sat in front of me and smiled. I thought he had a lovely smile. He handed me some flyers. They were about a man called Lowell 'Spirit' Grant. Spirit runs a shop that sells fresh fruit and vegetables, fish and Caribbean foods. Since 2001, Spirit has been in various disputes over his shop. First, it was the local council who gave him 28 days to come up with £100,000 or the shop would be sold off at auction. While Spirit managed to raise 10% of the amount, the shop was sold off to an "offshore developers" for £15,000 less than he [Spirit] had already pledged to pay." Spirit's new landlords who are also "big offshore developer" have put his rent up to a level he can't afford to pay. He's currently in a legal battle with them about his arrears. To help raise money for his rent arrears Spirit is organising a Benefit Party.

After I'd finished reading the flyers I said to my friend on the bus that maybe Spirit should turn to Spirit/God for help. I told my friend about when I had a pain in one knee and I saw many therapists to sort it out until I depleted all my resources. When I finally turned to God for help God showed me a vision of myself running, and it happened. I promised to email Spirit the next day.

My friend said he lives in Lewisham but was going home a different way. I told him I was going to get the bus to Lewisham. My friend said he helps Spirit out in his shop. I asked him if they went to the Notting Hill Carnival last August. He said they always attend and it is their busiest time of the year. He told me about all the food they prepared and how their clients love Spirit's fish. At the last carnival they were the last to leave.

The "battle" Spirit is going through to maintain his livelihood represents the battle we all go through to live the way we believe we should live. Whose life is it anyway?

A while back I met an old friend I knew from college. (I wrote about her in the article, In the Presence of Love). While we were chatting about college friends we both knew she said, "What happened to the girl you used to hang out with, the one with the baby? You too were really close."

"You mean Cleo?"

"Yes, her. She planned to go to America after college. Did she go to America?"

"Yes, but she's dead."

I didn't mean to blurt it out like that but as she was getting off at the next stop there was no other way to put it. My friend looked stunned as she got off the bus.

I'd always admired Cleo. She was one of those students who was very well organised. I marvelled at how she could write excellent essays way ahead of the deadline, and still run an impeccable home, which she shared with her American boyfriend and their two year old son. I was single and had no responsibilities but my essays were always written at the last minute. You only saw me in the library when there was a deadline, then I would stay in the library from dawn till we got chucked out late at night. I wrote my 10,000 words dissertation in 2 days. I was so stressed that the night before the deadline I had diarrhoea. Still, I managed to hand my essay in five minutes before the deadline; and I got an A for it, so it can't be bad.

Cleo had a plan for her life - she intended to get her degree, do her Masters and then emigrate to America, which was going to be relatively easy as her boyfriend was American. We lost touch after college but I heard she got her Masters. Then it was her boyfriend's turn to get his degree. In the meantime, they had two more kids. When her boyfriend had got his degree, they got married and went to live in America. I didn't hear about her for quite some time until another college friend called me to tell me the news. Apparently, Cleo and her husband were driving home one night when they got involved in an accident. Both were killed instantly. I was devastated when I heard the news. What's the point of all that planning only to get yourself killed? What's it all about?

The problem with making plans on your own is you're doing so under your own personal will that may or may not be in harmony with another's will; and anything can happen. You could be walking down the street and someone could harm you for no reason, though one could argue that you attracted the experience because of your thoughts, beliefs or karma.

Well, instead of being under the will of man, which is quite chaotic, I would rather take my chances in God where I know there is only Love. As Dorothy Rieke puts it:

"There cannot be both God and hatred, fear, criticism, resentment, rebellion, worry, or sin of any kind. There is just God. There cannot be both God and even a belief in error, because this law rebukes even a claim or a belief contrary to God's allness. There is no claim or belief, no dream, no illusion. There is just God. How does the law of God's allness rebuke even a claim or a belief of another law? It is because unfathomable, infinite, eternal, divine Mind is All, and there is no other mind, no mortal mind, to entertain even a claim or a belief of something opposed to God. There is just God, divine Mind. How wonderful it is that no matter what the error, we understand it to be completely nonexistent, utterly impossible, because of the ever-presence of the allness of God. So, when we say, "I'm not concerned about anything," we actually mean that because of the allness of God, there is absolutely nothing to be concerned about." Wonderful Things are Happening

God is the only law. God is in charge of my affairs. God is in all time. God Rules, OK!

Why fight when I can trust in God?

Enocia

Related articles: Will Power; Person or Spirit?; Love is My Foundation; Whose Life is it Anyway?

There are No Doors

2006-10-19T12:05:00.002+01:00

A while back, I had the following dialogue with a friend who was responding to my post called That Didn't Happen!.

Friend: Perhaps you shouldn't be shutting doors, but opening them.

Enocia: Maybe. On the other hand, perhaps, there are no doors.

The Universe is total freedom. It is our true nature to be boundless. With our beliefs, each of us has created doors and walls around us and locked ourselves behind our doors.

The other day my mother went to a church service that lasted over 5 hours. I asked her how the service went and she said it was great and she felt really uplifted until her journey home. While she was getting off the bus she slipped and fell on one knee. She said six people came to her assistance.

Interesting. How could she have spent so many hours at a prayer meeting and not have the power of God around her?

As my mother and I share a belief in a God of Love. I said to her that since God is all there is, He is ever present in and around her. I quoted a passage from the Bible I knew she could relate to:

"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: 11-12)

She said that at least there were people willing to help her.

I was still puzzled why she would fall if she's been praying all day. Then I remembered my mother's favourite saying. When any of her Sierra Leonean friends ask her how she is, she always says in Krio "A dey foddum an grap" which means "I fall and I get up."

Is it possible my mother's expression had been manifested? She had fallen and had a lot of assistance getting up.

The next day the pastor of the church she'd attended called her. She told him about her fall. He attributed it to the devil, who wants to take away one's good.

Hmmm! What if the devil is your own beliefs, your own door you've built up? You're trying to get out of a door that you've constructed. If only you would realise that the door is a figment of your imagination; and that you are boundless.

When I brought my mother's favourite expression to her attention she said it was only an expression that people use and not to be taken literally.

Maybe.

As I see it, Love is all there is. Thoughts and beliefs not in accordance with Love are constantly being cancelled out because Love is always transmuting all into itself, Love. If that is not your view of reality, however, you're under cause/effect, where your thoughts are being manifested, for better or for worse. You then have to be constantly vigilant over your thoughts.

The way I bypass cause/effect is I know there is only one Law and it is Love, and it is good.

There are no doors, just boundless Love.

Enocia

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Will Power

2006-10-18T11:30:00.000+01:00

My mother asked me to run an errand for her this morning.

I had it in mind to get up earlier than usual. When it got to the time, I was still groggy from what I believed to be from lack of sleep. I'm going to rest for another minute. One minute stretched to ten. Then I had a thought. Well, it was more like a gentle reminder really. A Voice said, "What difference does it make how long you stay in bed? It’s not you doing the shopping but the Universe, the Us, the one "I", remember?"

Yeah, yeah, thanks for the reminder! Bugger! OK, I let the "I" take over. I was instantly wide awake and ready to rock and roll.

This got me thinking about will power. While I was snoozing and thinking I needed more sleep so I can have more energy to do the shopping, I was using my will power. In other words, I was dreaming I had a separate will from the One Will. I had to be willing to let go and surrender to the One Will.

Reminds me of a bus journey I had a while back.

On the bus, I was sitting behind a man who was fast asleep. At first it was quite amusing watching his head roll from side to side. I also found it interesting to see how relaxed he was. It occurred to me that the personality self wasn't "at home." Then he fell out of his seat and hit his head hard. The passenger on the other side looked horrified. The man opened his eyes, got back on the seat, and went back to sleep as if nothing had happened. As I didn't feel like witnessing a repeat performance, in thought I said to him "Be still!" After that his head rolled back and he stayed in the same position throughout the journey. At the last stop, where I was getting off, the man was still asleep. I touched his shoulder but that didn't rouse him. I gave him a good shake and told him we were at the last stop and it was time to get off.

This deep state of sleep, where the man's will has left his body, reminds me of hypnosis. The hypnotherapist usually puts his patient into a deep state of relaxation, where the person is then open to suggestions. Most of the time mind control occurs when most of us are asleep.

The advantage of having personal will power is that you can prevent yourself from being hypnotised. On the other hand, if you're too set in your ways, you're not open to new ideas. So to let in new ideas you have to willingly surrender to Universal Will by intending it so.

As I was getting dressed I thought about all the people the one "I" has to work through in order for me to run my mother's errand. First of all I needed to get a new bus pass at our local shop. Just as well I didn't leave too early because they open quite late. Then there is the bus I need to get to the shop, the supermarket having what my mother required, etc. Imagine trying to synchronise all these wills. There's no way I can do this on my own. It's best for me to surrender to the Universal Will and trust in Him to do the work on my behalf.

At our local shop I asked the shop keeper who is Asian, i.e. of Indian Sub-continent origin, if he celebrated Diwali. He said he was Hindu and did. I told him I went to the Diwali on the Square celebration last Sunday. He said he didn't realise they were having it on that day and was sorry he missed it. As we were speaking I had the thought that as the one "I", he was also present at the celebration. As the one "I", I celebrate all religions. As the one "I", I exist in all time. Only when I think of myself as a person can I say that I do this and not that.

Will power is our personal freewill. At every moment you have to choose whether you wish to exercise your will power (freewill) or surrender to Universal Will. In my case, I am consciously aware of the two options. It is our will power that makes us unique and individual. However, when you surrender your will to the Universal Will, your destiny is tied in with everyone. Therefore, what blesses one blesses the all.

I choose Universal Will.

Enocia

Related articles: Time and Timelessness; Diwali - Festival of Lights; The Answer is Always One; The Mighty Us; Cosmic Conductor; Yoo Hoo! Is Anybody Home?; What Blesses One Blesses All; The One "I"

Time and Timelessness

2006-10-17T13:13:00.000+01:00

God is Infinite Love-Light - timelessness.

Love-Light does not experience the passage of time, and yet IT does.

How is it possible for the Love-Light that is timelessness to experience time?

Picture this. Two light beings are communicating telepathically:

Fancy meeting up?
Yeah.
How about now?
Now is not good for me.
How about this now?
Nope.
What about now?
Perfect.

That's all well and good when you're travelling at the speed of Xelcron (a measurement system in Vector8 that is faster than thought), but then these light beings wanted to slow things down a bit and experience days. Unfortunately, having one day called Sunday, i.e. day of the Sun, was a tad problematic.

Fancy meeting up?
Yeah, how about Sunday?
Which Sunday?
Does it matter? Every day is a Sunday.
OK, I'll see you next day Sunday.
What time shall we meet up?
Dawn.
When exactly?
Er...early dawn.

So to avoid confusion we made up time. Time gives us a point of reference which we identify as yesterday, today, tomorrow; past, present and future; before, now and after.

Earlier today I walked to my destination. I left home in the present. As I continued walking, my destination was my future and my home my past. When I arrived at my destination, my future was now my present. It took around 40 minutes, though I can't be sure as I haven't got a watch.

The moments we measure cumulatively that we call time, emerge from timelessness.

The problem is when we start splitting timelessness into that which we consider to be time and timeless. We then perceive ourselves as Spirit/Mind and body; Spirit/Mind is timeless and the body is in time. Because you believe time passes, you experience the passage of time in your body, which we collectively define as aging, until your body packs up on you and you "die." There is always the odd exception to the rule, however:

"The error of thinking that we are growing old, and the benefits of destroying that illusion, are illustrated in a sketch from the history of an English woman, published in the London medical magazine called The Lancet.

"Disappointed in love in her early years, she became insane and lost all account of time. Believing that she was still living in the same hour which parted her from her lover, taking no note of years, she stood daily before the window watching for her lover's coming. In this mental state she remained young. Having no consciousness of time, she literally grew no older. Some American travellers saw her when she was seventy-four, and supposed her to be a young woman. She had no care-lined face, no wrinkles nor gray hair, but youth sat gently on cheek and brow. Asked to guess her age, those unacquainted with her history conjectured that she must be under twenty." Science and Health, 245: 1-15

One way to avoid "splitting" timelessness into time and the timeless is to see every moment as timelessness. Therefore, whether you identify moments as seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years or Xelcron, they are still the same - timelessness. In other words, timelessness is God; God is all time.

Since God is all time, this means that every moment is Love-Light. Though it took me around 40 minutes to walk it felt as if I'd done nothing at all. God was taking the walk; I was being timelessness.

So you can still plan for the future. You can book a flight for a certain date knowing that date is timelessness. And because God is that date, all is well.

So now when I wake up, I acknowledge the day as timelessness and very good.

Time is timelessness.
I am timelessness.

Enocia

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Prayer

2006-10-16T14:52:00.000+01:00

God/Love is all there is.

Realising God's allness is not sufficient, otherwise we would all be living in bliss right now and everything will be perfect.

I believe prayer keeps one connected to the truth of God's allness.

I use three kinds of prayers:

Petition prayer.
Prayer of thanksgiving.
Focus on the Love-Light of God.
Be the Love-Light that I am

- Petition/begging prayer.

That depends on what the need is at the time. For instance yesterday I replaced a light bulb in the living room. It's one of those awkward light shades that you have to feel your way around. Instead of fiddling I prayed. The bulb fitted into place effortlessly. There was also another bulb that I tried to replace a while back but it just wouldn't go in. I decided to pray about that too and it went in no problem.

Another begging prayer is I ask God to show me through His Vision.

"Open thou mine eyes, that I may behold wondrous things out of thy law." (Psalm 119: 18)

This is very useful when I can't see the answer to my prayers.

At times my petition prayer is simply "Help!"

- Prayer of thanksgiving.

This is when I acknowledge that God is all there is, God as the only Power, and affirm that all is well.

- Focus on the Love-Light of God.

This is when I simply focus on the Light within that we all are.

- Be the Love-Light that I am.

This is when I am simply in inner silence and being the Love that I am.

Answers come as visions, ideas, or manifested in form.

Enocia

Related articles: To Love is to Trust; The Meaning of Praying Without Ceasing

It's a Dog's Life!

2006-10-16T13:27:00.000+01:00

On my walk I noticed a dog sitting patiently and looking up at his human friend. Wow, that's a really obedient dog! Then I saw why. As I walked on by I said to the man, "I was thinking your dog was obedient. Now I see it's because you're giving him a treat."

"That's the only way I can get him to obey me," the man chuckled.

A few minutes later on my walk I heard a man and a woman walking behind me, then they walked ahead. Suddenly, the man picked up a stick and hurled it at a distance, then he chased after it and picked it up.

"Hey, are you a dog or something?" I asked him.

He smiled and picked up the stick and hurled it again and went chasing after it. He even made a barking noise.

"It must be something he's eaten," his girlfriend said.

Animals, and people, do the funniest things!

Enocia

Diwali - Festival of Lights

2006-10-16T11:37:00.000+01:00

It's funny how things work out!

Last week Sunday I went to Trafalgar Square thinking it was time for the annual Diwali on the Square celebration. It wasn't. I made a mental note to attend the celebration at some point.

Yesterday my mother and I were invited to my brother's. My mother was going to church in the morning. I thought I would wait for her until she got home and then go to my brother's. I amused myself by watching television. By 3 o'clock I'd had enough of waiting so I went for a walk. Then I had an idea to get a bus into town via Trafalgar Square. On the Square the Diwali Celebration was in full swing.

What is Diwali?

"Enthusiastically celebrated by people of all nationalities, races and religions, Diwali, the festival of lights, creates a magical world of joy and festivity. It celebrates the victory of good over evil - and the glory of light over darkness. The word Diwali or Deepavali means 'a row of lamps'.

"Diwali marks new beginnings and a renewal of commitment to family values, and represents joy, love, reflection, resolution, forgiveness, light and knowledge." Diwali

I got off the bus and joined the party.

Although the audience was predominantly Asian (which in the UK refers to people of Indian Sub-continent origin), there were people of all nationalities enjoying the event.

Performances on stage included traditional Indian dance, contemporary dance, traditional and contemporary Asian singers, and even this white guy doing his own rendition of the Hare Krishna Mantra. One singer who blew me away was Raghav, whose unique sound was a fusion of Bhangra, Hip Hop, R&B and Dancehall. And it got me bopping. The audience loved it.

They were also giving away free goodie bags. As I love Indian sweets I went to get one but there was way too much competition for my liking. After my third attempt and still no joy there was only one final option: prayer. "God, please get me a goodie bag now!" A man came out with more bags and stood right next to me and I got one. The interesting thing was people stopped "fighting" for goodie bags after that. There was more than enough to go round.

As expected, the sweet was delicious. I took a drink and some "Bombay Mix" home for my mother to enjoy.

Later I asked my mother if she went to my brother's. She said she got home at 6.30 pm and it was too late. We've arranged to visit my brother next weekend.

Happy Diwali everyone!

Love and Light,
Enocia

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To Love is to Trust

2006-10-14T11:12:00.000+01:00

Most people love by showing their concern for their loved ones.

You don't see or hear from someone for ages and you phone to find out how they are because you are worried about them. I know people mean well by showing concern but...

What if you're sensitive and picking up on your loved one's way of loving you by showing concern? You're bound to be running scared. I wonder if there is so much fear because of the way people are loving one another?

What if we loved one another by trusting in the Infinite Intelligence whose intention for all is very good. Some people call this Intelligence Love. What if we stopped worrying and knew that no matter where your loved one is, he or she is always being cared for by Love?

What if by trying to change the world, we trust that Love is working perfectly in HER own way?

As the bus I was in was approaching the last stop, I saw my next bus was just leaving. Damn, I wish I could have caught that bus. Now I'm going to have to wait for another one. Oh well. When I arrived at the bus station I noticed the bus I wanted had stopped and the bus driver was fiddling at the back of the bus, which gave me time to get on. The driver got on board and tried the ignition, but the engine was dead. I thought to myself: "The Power that gives rise to the planets, the stars, the sun, the galaxies, and all forms is the same Power moving this bus."

The driver got out and fiddled at the back of the bus. He tried the ignition and the bus came to life. For the rest of the 40 minutes or so journey home, the engine was purring like a contented cat.

I am reminded of a passage in the Scriptures:

"Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths." (Proverbs 3: 5-6)

When I arrived home my mother wasn't at home. She never said she was going out and it's getting late. I wonder where she is? Oh well, she's perfectly fine because Love is all there is.

Why fret when you can trust in Love?

Enocia

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The Answer is Always One

2006-10-13T14:37:00.000+01:00

Last night I had a dream where people were asking me various questions. Each time I was asked a question I looked in a book for the answer; and the answer was always the same: One.

There is only One Life, One Love, One Creative Intelligence, One Power and One Intention.

This means that there is only One Source that we are all drawing from to live, think, move and have our being. All our good intentions is from the One that wants all to be happy.

I’ve read many experiences of near-death where people meet a Light entity that is full of love. This entity is perceived as God, Buddha, Jesus, Krishna or whatever deity the individual believes in. Others perceive a clear Light that is millions of times brighter than the sun and full of love. You don’t have to have a near death to encounter the Light, I’ve seen and merged with the Light during meditation.

How can I describe this Light?

Well, imagine being loved by your parents, friends, boyfriend, lover and multiply that love by a zillion and it won't come close. The Light is the sum total of all good feelings of love, peace, joy, happiness, pleasure, laughter and you just want to stay in that feeling forever and ever and ever.

I have experienced this feeling as intense Light where I am merged in with the Light and I am the Light. Others may experience the Light as different colours or sounds.

This Light is the One and my real Self.

How do we apply the truth of the One to our lives?

By remembering that there is only ONE. Only One Exists.

Just before I started working on this piece the network slowed down to a halt. It was time to acknowledge the truth of the One.

There is only One Power in the Universe and the same Power is working as the Internet Now.

I left it alone and typed the piece on Word. Soon the network was up and running.

The answer to every single problem we've ever dreamed up is One.

Only One exists.

End of story.

Enocia

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Veil or No Veil?

2006-10-13T11:09:00.000+01:00

There has recently been a debate about Muslim women wearing a veil. It all started when Cabinet Minister, Jack Straw, "asked Muslim women visitors to his offices to remove their veils to facilitate communication." The Islamic veil across Europe.

I have just posted the following comment at the BBC website. Whether they publish it is another matter. (See Love or hate the veil?)

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I believe Muslim women should wear veils if that is what they choose. We all do in one form or another.

Isn’t Jack Straw part of a government that is cloaked in secrecy and only telling voters what they like not what is actually happening? Isn’t he wearing a veil?

What about various organisations that are secretly "spying" on people all in the name of national security? Isn't that a kind of veil?

What about those who are using psychics as remote viewers to find out what people are getting up to? Isn't that a veil?

Most people who use the Internet have usernames and Ids. Aren't they veils too?

And what about the veil wearers extraordinaire, a.k.a. the media, who are experts in propaganda and misinformation? That’s another veil, me thinks.

So before you point a finger at people who wear veils, why not take yours off first?

Peace and love.
EJ

Let's Get Catty!

2006-10-12T16:10:00.000+01:00

There is so much love to be experienced in every moment.

As I was walking down this particular street yesterday I thought how lovely it would be to see a cat. One appeared and approached me. He meowed and rubbed his head against my legs. I stroked his head and said hi.

The cat didn't care who I was or that we'd never met before. He loved me regardless.

Why can't people be like cats?

I love cats.

Enocia

Freedom

2006-10-12T15:31:00.000+01:00

What is freedom?

Is Freedom what you are when you're financially secure? And when you have total financial freedom you can do whatever you wish, go where you want, and be whoever you want to be.

That's one way to define freedom.

Here's another way.

Have you noticed how carefree young kids seem to be, at least the ones of pre-school age that are being cared for. There's nothing for them to worry about. All their needs are being met. They don't care whether you buy them designer clothes or the cheapest ones on the market. They have no responsibilities. The only thing some kids object to is going to bed early but then they get used to it.

Well, freedom is having no responsibilities.

How can I not have responsibilities? I'm an adult and I have responsibilities for my life, my wife and kids, my relatives, my friends, my employer, my employees, my bank, my community, my race, my culture, my political party, my government, my religion, my spiritual guru/teacher/master, my nation, my environment, my world. Do you expect me to just give up all my responsibilities and go and live in a cave?

No, there's no need to live in a cave unless that's what you really want. I mean give up the idea that you are responsible for your life and for anyone else.

What kind of nonsense is this? Of course I am responsible for my life. I wouldn't exist if I didn't work hard for a living to get the money I need to buy food to sustain myself and my family. Do you expect the food I need to come from thin air?

Possibly.

Yeah right! Go on, wise guy, tell me, how do you expect me to survive if I don't take responsibility for myself? How do you think the world will continue to exist if we don't take responsibility for our actions?

The world will continue to exist perfectly, just as it has done for millions of years. Do you think the Creative Intelligence that has given rise to the zillions of stars, planets and galaxies needs your help? In the words of Eliza Doolittle to Professor Higgins in the musical My Fair Lady:

There'll be spring ev'ry year without you.
England still will be here without you.
There'll be fruit on the tree;
And a shore by the sea;
There'll be crumpets and tea without you.
Art and music will thrive without you.
Somehow Keats will survive without you.
And there still will be rain on that plain down in Spain,
Even that will remain without you. My Fair Lady Lyrics

In other words, the Intelligence is doing an excellent job and will continue to do so whether you exist as a human or not. If you really want to make a difference, then stop trying to make a difference. Just know that there is only One Intelligence having life. Let the Intelligence do ITS work.

Freedom is letting go of the need to control and be responsible for something. When I let that go I surrender to the One Power that is Infinite Life and realise that every moment is perfect because the one Power is working perfectly in me, through me and around me.

There is no need for me to worry about my health. The Infinite Intelligence that manifested the Universe is the same Intelligence quickening this body, therefore, all is well.

There is no need for me to worry about saving the earth. The Infinite Intelligence that manifested the Universe is the same Intelligence everywhere on earth right now, therefore, all is well.

There is no need for me to worry about saving another. The Infinite Intelligence that manifested the Universe is the same Intelligence appearing as that other, therefore, all is well.

Giving up responsibility doesn't mean sitting around and doing nothing all day. There is always work to be done. However the work that is being done is by the Intelligence that will be carried out through me or many other channels.

This also means that the One Intelligence has limitless channels to sustain us.

The best way I can experience freedom and extend that freedom to others is acknowledging that Infinite Intelligence/God is working perfectly now and forever.

"God is in His Holy Place."
All is well.

Enocia

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Hidden Riches of Secret Places

2006-10-11T12:50:00.000+01:00

"I will go before thee, and make the crooked places straight: I will break in pieces the gates of brass, and cut in sunder the bars of iron: And I will give thee the treasures of darkness, and hidden riches of secret places, that thou mayest know that I, the LORD, which call thee by thy name, am the God of Israel." (Isaiah 45: 2-3)

"Our eagerness for worldly activity kills in us the sense of spiritual awe. We cannot comprehend the Great Life behind all names and forms, just because science brings home to us how we can use the powers of nature; this familiarity has bred a contempt for her ultimate secrets. Our relation with nature is one of practical business. We tease her, so to speak, to know how she can be used to serve our purposes; we make use of her energies, whose Source yet remains unknown. In science our relation with nature is one that exists between a man and his servant, or in a philosophical sense she is like a captive in the witness box. We cross-examine her, challenge her, and minutely weigh her evidence in human scales which cannot measure her hidden values. On the other hand, when the self is in communion with a higher power, nature automatically obeys, without stress or strain, the will of man. This effortless command over nature is called 'miraculous' by the uncomprehending materialist." Autobiography of a Yogi

All that we could ever imagine exists right here and now.

Take Archaeologists as an example. After they have excavated a site, archaeologists reveal "hidden" treasures we didn't know existed before. These artifacts not only give us a new perspective of life, they become new treasures to be added to the nation's coffers that are to be revered, shared, or kept under lock and key.

Last night I watched The Mummy on television. It's a film I've seen many times because I find it hilarious. During an archaeological dig somewhere in Egypt, the treasure hunters, a.k.a. archaeologists, inadvertently resurrect a mummy with disastrous consequences. How? One party of archaeologists discovers a book of the dead. The rival party opens up a tomb where they discover a mummy whom they believe was buried alive. Then someone from one party "borrows" the book of the dead from the rival party and starts reading it, which resurrects the mummy. Because the mummy needs to have flesh and organs in order to look human, he ends up taking his body parts from most of the archaeologists. The mummy intends to resurrect his beloved, also a mummy, with the body of a female archaeologist. The search is on to find the Book of Gold that will send the mummy and his zombie friends "back to sleep" forever. What a hoot! Well worth watching again and again and again.

The reality we call earth is like a tomb full of mummies and zombies. There is so much power - "treasures of darkness, and hidden riches of secret places" - within and all around us. We need to awaken this hidden power so we can be the Life that we truly are.

How?

By realising that:

- There is only Spirit/Love/Mind.
- We are Spirit/Love/Mind here and now.
- Spirit/Love/Mind contains infinite manifestations right here and now.

And then let Spirit/Love/Mind continue to reveal (or express) what appears to be hidden.

Yesterday, I read an article about a "colorful new bird" that has been discovered in Columbia. (See Groups Find Colorful Bird in Columbia). This is an example of the limitless wonder that already exist right here and now.

I see myself as an archaeologist here to excavate these hidden treasures, experience them in action, and document my findings.

What a wonder is life!

Enocia

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The Personal versus the Universal Approach

2006-10-10T11:07:00.000+01:00

I recently watched a documentary called Incredible Animal Journeys where the presenter, Steve Leonard, "charts the lives of animals in the wild." In the episode I saw, Steve follows a polar bear and her young cub who have travelled over 3,000 miles. Steve wonders how mother and cub can travel so far in such arctic conditions and still survive.

This raises two approaches to life that I am going to discuss here: the personal versus the universal approach.

Let me first of all make it clear where I'm coming from. I believe there is only the Universe/Infinite Love/the One Self/Spirit/God/The All That Is (or whatever you call it) expressing life as each of us. Therefore, I am the All That Is being expressed as Enocia.

How one experiences life depends on one's approach to life, which could either be personal or universal.

The Personal Approach

Someone whose approach to life is personal believes that everything he achieves is based on his own efforts alone. Though he may acknowledge assistance from colleagues and friends, he regards himself as self-made. The problem with the self-made person is that he believes he's only got limited resources that are constantly being depleted. He is, therefore, always looking to add more to himself.

Because one whose approach is personal is depleting the limited energy he is dreaming he has, he needs external resources to keep him going. This is why there is a market for many different health products and gimmicks out there. Such an individual will argue that he stays fit and healthy because of his diets, pills and potions, exercises, gimmicks, his genetic heritage, and even his nice thoughts and beliefs.

What's the point of doing all that hard work on your own and not gaining anything? You need a nice reward for all your efforts, right? Such an individual dreams up an elaborate game of rewards, penalties and forfeits. When he's achieved a goal, he rewards himself by moving up a higher level. Some people define this as ascension. When you've gained enough wisdom through learning from experience, you're ready for a new level, fourth, fifth, sixth dimension, maybe. When he makes a mistake or is not progressing quickly enough, he receives a forfeit which involves being stuck on one level until he's learned that particular lesson. And so this individual continues dreaming up new challenges he can learn from, which will enable him to move up a higher level and another...ad infinitum.

The Universal Approach

One whose approach to life is universal knows that though he appears to be an individual, all his actions are carried out by the Universe; and I mean everything, even doing number twos.

There are no lessons, no rewards or punishment, just the All That Is being expressed in every moment.

One whose approach is universal doesn't need to add to himself, neither does he need to believe in anything. He simply knows he is permanently "plugged in" to the Universe. It doesn't matter what he did yesterday, today he's full of energy; and can go on like this forever.

I love taking long walks. When I've finished the walk I usually feel as fresh as when I first started.

Why is that?

Because technically I didn't do anything.

Don't be ridiculous! You must have done something or you wouldn't have moved from place A to place B in however long it took you to get there.

Let's put it another way. What if you were driven by a bus, train or car to your destination, would you expect to feel tired?

Of course not! I didn't use any of my energy, the car took me there.

Exactly. Because every step I take is being taken by the Universe or infinite energy, I've done nothing at all. Can anyone make a dent on infinity?

Why bother taking the walk then if you're not gaining any benefits such as making yourself healthy?

Just because.

Just because what?

Just because the park is there.

You're a real nutter!

Moving on....

The problem is people whose approach to life is personal, i.e. the majority, are constantly trying to impose their way of seeing on those whose approach is universal. They try to understand them or expect them to conform to their ways. Forget it! You're wasting your precious energy and time that you believe you have. You're never going to understand one whose approach is universal until your approach is also universal.

Let's return to the polar bears who have walked thousands of miles. What if the bears are plugged into the collective bear consciousness? It is Consciousness that is moving the bear and her cub, not their own personal energy. Of course it makes sense that both can walk for thousands of miles and not get exhausted because they are being "walked” to their destination. Try telling that to the presenter.

I am now going to borrow a concept from the former British Prime Minister, Margaret Thatcher:

"To those waiting with bated breath for that favourite media catchphrase, the "U" turn, I have only one thing to say. 'You turn if you want to. The lady's not for turning.'" Margaret Thatcher's speech to the Conservative Party Conference

To those waiting with bated breath for me to ascend, I have one thing to say. You ascend if you want to. The lady's not for ascending.

I'm already where I need to be and having a ball with the universal approach, thank you very much.

Enocia

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A Real Diamond

2006-10-09T12:39:00.000+01:00

The wonderful thing about having an experience is that you can use the memory again and again if you find it of value.

Many years ago I had a vision where I saw myself as a diamond with infinite facets. I saw that each facet represented a being in whatever form it appears, though the facet is always the highest self of that individual.

I believe the Diamond is an excellent reminder to see everyone as aspects of the one Self that we all are.

Though I see what appears as strangers around me, I know they are not strangers. They are all facets of the one Diamond that I am.

Sparkling Diamond I am,
Enocia

Smile

2006-10-09T11:31:00.000+01:00

It is impossible for me to feel miserable and happy at the same time.
It is impossible for me to feel fear and love at the same time.
It is impossible for me to smile and frown at the same time.

When I smile, I am shining my light from within which affects all of me, inner and outer. And I feel waves and waves of love.

Another thing I've noticed is when I imagine I am smiling I feel the same effect. There have been many times when I have imagined myself smiling without actually moving my lips. I've then met people beaming at me because they've felt my smile. I have then returned their smile. Just recently a guy told me I had a lovely smile when I was only imagining myself smiling.

I also like to imagine myself as a happy smilie.

Smiling is a great way I find to restore harmony. You feel pain, just imagine that part of your body smiling. Imagine your whole body smiling at every moment. It works a treat.

I am a huge smile. :-D

Enocia

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Now, That's Magic!

2006-10-09T10:47:00.000+01:00

On my bus journey into town the bus got diverted for some reason and it took ages to get back on track. I didn't mind as it gave me the opportunity to see parts of London I'd never seen before. I had an idea that instead of going all the way into town I could get off at St Paul, head to the Southbank and walk by the River Thames.

A few stops from my destination, two passengers got on. I heard them asking the driver where St Paul's Cathedral was. He said it was only a few stops down. They sat next to me. I told them they were really close and I was getting off at the same stop.

At the stop I walked with them to the cathedral. My friends were American students studying German in Berlin for one semester. They were in London for the weekend only and doing a whistle stop tour of London. St Paul's Cathedral was on their list of places to visit. I told my friends that I recently went on a guided tour of Christopher Wren buildings and St Paul's Cathedral was his famous work.

"I watched Mary Poppins as a child," one of my friends said, "and I've always wanted to see where the old woman in the movie sat feeding the birds."

"Really? I love Mary Poppins! It's my favourite film!"

I burst into a song:

Though her words are simple and few
Listen, listen, she's calling to you
"Feed the birds, tuppence a bag
Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag" Feed the Birds from Mary Poppins

"Yes, it's a very good song," my friend said.

I walked with them through the courtyard and pointed where the old woman sat in the film feeding the birds. I also recommended that if they were interested, after their tour of St Paul's they could walk over the Millennium Bridge, which crosses the River Thames, and visit the Tate Modern art gallery.

They recommended that I see Monty Python's Spamalot, which they saw the previous day and found very entertaining.

I then said goodbye to my friends.

How wonderful to meet up with two Mary Poppins fans!

Now, that's what I call magic!

Enocia

Lift of the Day

2006-10-07T12:40:00.000+01:00

While I was waiting for my bus an elderly gentleman who lives in our neighbourhood joined me. He asked me where I was off to and I said I was going into town. He said he was going to the supermarket down the road.

"What's wrong with this one?" I said indicating the supermarket behind the bus stop, which shall remain nameless.

"The other one is a lot cheaper," he said. "I have a bus pass so I might as well use it. I'm not in any hurry. I don't want to be sitting indoors feeling miserable. I can take my time, get some fresh air and save some money."

"And you wouldn't have seen me if you'd gone to this supermarket."

"Exactly."

When a bus arrived that was going where he wanted to go he didn't get on but let it go.

"It's too full. I never stand on buses," he said. "I like to sit down and relax. Why should I have to stand? It's not as if buses are free. The driver is not giving me a lift, is he?"

Very funny. My friend has certainly given me a lift of the day.

Enocia

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In Oneness, All Power is Yours

2006-10-06T12:57:00.000+01:00

"The Holy Spirit teaches one lesson, and applies it to all individuals in all situations. Being conflict-free, he maximizes all efforts and all results. By teaching the power of the Kingdom of God himself, he teaches you that all power is yours. Its application does not matter. It is always maximal. Your vigilance does not establish it as yours, but it does enable you to use it always and in all ways." A Course in Miracles

"And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth." (Matthew 28: 18)

When I got off my first bus yesterday evening, I saw my next bus was already at the bus stop. By the time I got off my bus it was too late to catch it. For crying out loud, Mr/Mrs Universe, you knew I wanted that bus! Why didn't you synchronise our times perfectly? Now I have to wait in the cold. Unless of course there is something You want to show me.

I immediately had the thought of oneness. There is only one. Every moment is one. You always have all you need in the One. "All Power is Yours." To have all power I have to see every moment, every action as being expressed by the One. This means that I am never doing anything on my own. I'm not making this bus journey on my own but as the One in all. My next bus was right behind.

I was reminded of a woman and her son I saw a few nights back on the bus. It looked as if she'd just come from shopping as she had many plastic carrier bags with her. Her son attracted my attention because he was trying to grab hold of a hanging bus strap but he was too short to reach it. He kept jumping but he couldn't reach. His mother told him to sit down and stop being a nuisance. Another woman got on with a buggy (pushchair). As the lady's bags were in the space designated for buggies, she had to move them. She asked her son to assist but he wanted a banana instead. The lady managed to move some of her shopping out of the way for the buggy. The lady asked her son to help her carry some of the bags, as they were getting off at the next stop, but the boy had other ideas.

"Will you please stop being so selfish and help mummy carry these bags?"

The boy was more interested in helping his tummy to a banana. Two women getting off at the same stop offered to help the lady with her bags. When they got off the bus I heard one passenger asking the lady which direction she was headed so she could help her carry her bags.

What I witnessed on that journey was how the One Self is always ready to help us in all we do if only we'd let Him. Maybe the woman's son knew this all along.

This morning mum asked me to do the grocery. I thought it was a bit short notice. Why didn't she ask me last night so I could have prepared myself? It's drizzly outside and hardly the right weather to carry heavy bags of shopping. After giving it some serious thought, though I kept them to myself, I agreed to do the shopping. She must have picked up on my thoughts because she said I could do it tomorrow but I insisted I'd better do it now. Besides, with the Universe doing the shopping, I expected it to be effortless.

When I came out it had stopped raining. I got to the supermarket in no time. I picked up everything quite easily and was soon ready to set off with my bags. When I came outside it was pelting it down with rain. Although I was wearing a hooded jacket I didn't fancy walking in the rain. So I went back in the supermarket and browsed a magazine about soaps on television. After I'd had enough I came out and it had stopped raining. My bus arrived and it took me to the next bus station. The moment I arrived it was pelting it down again, but my next bus was right behind. It stopped raining when the bus arrived at my final stop. And the bags felt as light as a feather.

When I arrived home mum said she'd been thinking about me and hoping I wasn't caught in the rain. How can I when the Universe is doing the shopping? Unless of course I don't mind walking in the rain, which I most certainly do.

A few weeks ago, I went to Open House London, when Buildings usually closed to the public are open one weekend of the year so people can explore their architecture. I opted for a guide to Christopher Wren buildings. After the Great Fire of London in 1666, Wren was commissioned to rebuild many churches in London. The latest version of St Paul's Cathedral is his famous work. During the walk I started feeling aches and pains around my back. The moment I reminded myself that I wasn't taking the walk on my own but as Infinite Self, I felt lighter and free of pain.

When I go on my long walks I'm never tired because I know I am walking as Infinite Self which gives me unlimited energy. I usually feel so light it's as if I am empty space. The only snag about walking as Infinite Self is it feels as if you're doing nothing. If you're someone who likes to feel the burn, then walking as Infinite Self is probably not for you.

The articles I write are by Infinite Self. Infinite Self appears as people I meet during my bus journeys and my many adventures, which I write about. You could say I am always channelling the All There Is.

"All Power is Yours" is realising that I live and have my being in the one Self/Universe/Love. As Self I always have access to all, indivisible, power which may take the form as people, nature, animals, ideas and even invisible friends. All I have to do is be aware, be open, and let the Power work through me.

Enocia

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Love is Nuts!

2006-10-05T14:41:00.000+01:00

In a previous article I wrote,

"Never let your current status, whether it's financial or physical, get in the way of giving love. When your intention is to give from a place of love, trust in Love to sort out the details. It never ceases to amaze me the wonderful ways Love is made manifest when you are motivated to give or express love." Trust in Love to Sort out the Details

My mother bought some roasted peanuts in a shell. I said the squirrels around our neighbourhood would love some.

"I'm not going to give the squirrels my nuts, they're for me!" she said.
"What if I give the squirrels some of my nuts, presuming I can have some."

She didn't say anything.

The next day I took a handful with me and left them where the local squirrels would find them. Last night I ate some more.

Today a friend in the library bought the same roasted nuts and she gave me some. Aha, more nuts for my squirrel friends.

See, when your intention is to give love, Love will always provide you with more than enough to share.

Isn't Love nuts?

Enocia

Person or Spirit?

2006-10-05T11:20:00.000+01:00

Pain is of the ego. The real self never goes through any pain.

The dominant paradigm (model) in this reality we collectively define as earth is that one evolves through learning from experience. You come into a family, society and culture, you go through trials and tribulations. You look back on your experiences and try to glean whatever meaning you can from them. You conclude that you wouldn't be this kind of person if you hadn't had that experience.

Because most people accept this paradigm as truth, life seems to follow that pattern. And your life is filled with pain and more dramas. And yet somewhere deep inside of you is a knowing that life doesn't have to be this way. There is a knowing that life is meant to be joyful. The moment you take a step towards that knowing the paradigm of pain pulls you away. The paradigm of pain/ego tells you life is about trials and tribulations. Go to any bookshop and you'll find biographies and autobiographies galore about persons learning from experience through trials and tribulations.

Like many people I was conditioned into the same paradigm of learning from experience. It got to a point when I also had the knowing that life was meant to be joyful. So I listened to the Voice within me. Yet the ego was pulling me in the opposite direction. There followed the long battle of letting go of and weaning myself from old beliefs.

The Voice is that of my real self who doesn't go through trials and tribulations. The real self is always in joy, love and peace. There is no need for me to try to let go of ideas or beliefs, just be the real self now. My real self continues to remind me to be the Love that I am now.

Here's one example of being the Love that I am now.

Years ago I had persistent pain in one knee that would give way whenever I put pressure on it. First of all, I saw my GP (General Practitioner/doctor) who referred me to an orthopaedic consultant. The consultant did an X-ray but found nothing wrong. He even sent me to have a second opinion with another consultant and he could find nothing wrong either and there was nothing they could do to help. As the pain persisted I sought help elsewhere. Over the next two years I saw a physiotherapist, osteopath, chiropractor, homeopath, and chiropodist. I tried acupuncture, Reiki healing (I became a Reiki healer), energy healing, NLP (I trained as a practitioner), Pranic Healing (I became a practitioner), shamanic healing (I trained with a shaman) all to no avail. I also tried healing with truth principles. I wanted to understand whether my beliefs and thoughts were keeping me in pain. That didn't work either. I called upon healing angels and masters and still nothing. In desperation, I asked God, my real self, for help. I was instantly shown a vision of myself running, which I couldn't accept at the time. One day I ran for a bus and my knee was perfect. It has been perfect ever since.

Of course the paradigm of learning lessons would argue that I was going through a process of awakening; the pain was my guide to my real self. Whatever!

All I know is that the real self's way is that of joyful living. SHE doesn't care what my beliefs or past experiences are. I can be the Love that I am now.

Life is a choice. You can either choose to walk the path of learning from experiences or be the Love that you are now.

In other words, are you a person or Spirit? You decide.

Enocia

Related articles: Tuning into the Love Station; The Path of Receiving; Weaning; Love Has No Cause; Stop Trying So Hard!; Modelling Part 2 - Self Mastery; Resist Not Evil

Magic

2006-10-04T14:25:00.000+01:00

Last night I had a dream where everything happened like magic.

I started off telling someone in the dream that I could move a card without touching it. The moment I had the intention it happened.

I was also consciously aware of moving from place to place at will, and that it was quite natural. I changed things around me by intent and it was so.

Actually, magic is natural. It's how the universe works. You think how lovely it would be to have sunny weather even though it's pelting down with rain. In a few minutes the sun is shining. How did it happen? Did you have to put much thought into it? Nope, it happened naturally without effort.

My dream is a reminder that:

Life is Magic.
I live in the Magic.
I am the Magic.

Enocia

Related articles: Love Downloads; The Love Sensor; Kaleidoscope; The Magician ; I Believe in Magic

My New Toy

2006-10-04T12:54:00.000+01:00

In a previous article called Carrying a Torch for a Flashlight, I talked about how I wanted to experiment with a torch (flashlight) but didn't have one. The next day I noticed a friend had posted something about a flashlight on his blog. I posted a comment and he offered to send me one.

Well, it arrived yesterday. It's a Wind-up LED Flashlight that needs no battery. To charge it all I have to do is wind for a minute and it's ready for action. I love it!

Thank you dear friend for my new toy.

Thank you Universe for your wonderful gift of love.

Enocia

The Many Hues of Love

2006-10-04T12:22:00.000+01:00

At the bus stop I got chatting to a young lady. She said she was from South Africa and has been living in East London for three years, where she works as a teacher. She said she hopes to live here for another two years and then return home because, for her, South Africa is home. London is just a place to make money.

My friend said she went on holidays to South Africa recently for 6 weeks. She said her parents were amazed when she described how multi-cultural London is. She said some of her friends who are still "narrow-minded" will not be able to cope with London. I agreed with her. If you can't stand living with people of different cultures, race and nationalities, London is definitely not the place for you.

My friend was lovely to talk to. We travelled together on the bus and even got off at the same stop where we went our separate ways.

Love comes in many hues that we describe as race, culture, religion, nationalities and beliefs. When you focus only on differences it gives rise to fear. What if you saw the many hues as described in this excerpt?

"Everything is really full of love for you... All is love. There is nothing in all the universe but love." (Emma Curtis Hopkins, from The Prospering Power of Love, by Catherine Ponder)

In that case, London is a great opportunity to experience the many hues of Love.

I love London.

Enocia

Related article: Sharing the Rainbow

Disgust

2006-10-03T14:30:00.000+01:00

I had a dream last night that I saw someone drinking my favourite soft drink, Vimto. The odd thing was though I knew it was Vimto I saw it spelt as Vomit.

When I woke up this morning I realised that Vimto is the anagram of Vomit. Hmmm! I shared my realisation with my mother but she didn't think much of it. She said it made her want to throw up. Hahaha.

I got thinking about disgust. Vomit is only a word and there's no need for it to evoke disgust. Even disgust is a programme. Babies are not naturally disgusted, it's something they are conditioned into.

If disgust was natural then doctors, nurses, butchers wouldn't be doing their jobs, would they? As a woman with periods, I'm used to seeing blood. It's just blood and there is nothing disgusting about blood.

There is nothing disgusting about my excrement either. Sometimes I'm amazed at the different shapes that come out. My poo poo is what it is and nothing to get upset about. When I'm not cringing over it I am experiencing the only true feeling there is: Love.

Later I said to my mother "Did you know the word 'this' is an anagram of 'shit'?"
"Can't you think of anything wholesome than that?" she said.
"Shit is only a word, mum."

Next time you think you feel disgust ask yourself, are you feeling how you've been conditioned to feel?

The way I see it, there is only one true feeling and it is love.

Enocia

Related articles: Party Pooper; Love Operating System (LOS); Don't Pooh Pooh My Poo

Loving the Queue

2006-10-03T12:52:00.000+01:00

I had to run an errand for my mother at the bank. When I arrived there was a long queue and there were only two tills open. It was 4.30 pm and too late to return at a later time; my mother's transaction had to be carried out now.

Each transaction seemed to take ages. I suddenly felt intense pain in my stomach and I felt nauseous. That's all I need. Then I thought, there is only one way to deal with this situation, love. So I loved everyone in the queue, the bank clerks, the bank staff, everything in the bank. As I loved them the pain in my stomach eased off and I felt better.

While the queue didn't go any faster, at least I was able to experience it from a place of Love. A woman behind me was looking pretty pissed off. I whispered to her "They're really fast here, aren't they?" The woman smiled but said nothing.

Soon it was my turn and it went smoothly. The bank clerk smiled at me and wished me a good evening.

If I want to experience love all the time I have to love all the time.

Enocia

Related article: Loving the News

Speed

2006-10-03T11:46:00.000+01:00

"I feel the need . . . the need for speed!" (Lt. Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Top Gun)

I've never taken "illegal" drugs but I hear that people who take amphetamines get a rush when everything seems to speed up. I've found a way to experiment without taking drugs.

I was waiting for a bus and it seemed to be taking ages. I thought to myself, there must be a reason why I am being delayed. Maybe there is something I need to see or experience. So I remained alert. Then I had this feeling that I needed to be home right now.

I had a thought that I could get there in an instant. I saw a mini version of myself. In thought I lifted the mini-me and placed her outside our front door. That's it, I'm home. Nothing happened to me physically, I was still at the bus stop. But then something changed. I felt the world speeding up. The bus seemed to appear out of nowhere. When I got off the bus stop I checked to see if my next bus was coming but it wasn't. I decided to walk the ten minutes journey home. I was walking so fast it felt like I was flying. I was really buzzing. I bet if I had been having a conversation with someone I would be speaking really fast.

When I arrived home I was still buzzing. I decided to sit and relax for a while to help me come down from my "high."

This is fun! I look forward to more experiments.

I am buzzing.

Enocia

Related articles: Masters of Time; Spirit in a Bottle Versus Supernal Spirit

If Only

2006-10-03T11:25:00.000+01:00

I went to our local shop to buy my weekly bus pass. The shopkeeper said he'd run out but he would have some tomorrow.

"I wonder if I could ask the bus driver if he could let me off just for today." I said. "I'm sure he'll understand when I explain that the shop, where I usually buy my bus pass, has run out but the shopkeeper promises to have some by tomorrow. 'Bus driver, why not let me travel for free for the whole day and I promise you I'll have a new pass by tomorrow morning. Can't say fairer than that.'"

The shopkeeper saw my point and burst out laughing.

If only life was like that.
If only we could all travel on buses for free.
If only.

Sigh!

At the local bus station, I bought my bus pass.

Enocia

In the Pink

2006-10-02T13:36:00.000+01:00

Two days ago I saw a friend at the bookshop. He was browsing through a car magazine. He's mad about cars. He told me which car companies own which models. I can't remember now who they are but it was riveting stuff at the time, not.

I told him that years ago I never saw pink cars but as soon as I had the thought I started noticing fuchsia taxis. I've now noticed a lot of pink cars though not that many compared to other colours. My friend believed only women would drive pink cars.

"Men now wear pink shirts so why wouldn't they drive pink cars?"
"A shirt is different from a car."

I wasn't so sure.

Yesterday I saw a man driving a pink car. I don't know what the model was but the car was pretty cute.

In the evening I saw another pink car. It was too far for me to tell the gender of the driver but it was lovely.

Nothing is impossible when you're open to it.

Enocia

Related article: Come On Guys, Show Us Your True Colours!

The Death Programme

2006-10-02T11:48:00.000+01:00

The other day the Spirit moved me to attend a Quakers Meeting. (See Meeting with Friends). I said hello to a lady I'd met before.

"Remind me of your name again?"
"It's Enocia."
"What an unusual name! Where's it from?"
"Enoch."
"I know there was an Enoch in the Bible but what did he do?"
"Enoch walked with God and was translated and never died."
"You don't believe in that, do you?" she said.
"I do actually."

That was the end of our conversation.

At the same gathering I spoke to another gentleman who believes you die and go into oblivion.

Another gentleman talked about the inevitability of aging. "Wait and see when you get to my age," he said.

It's like everywhere you look there's the Death Programme coming at you. You're encouraged to work till you're 65 (or 60) then you have to make way for the "younger" generation. You're expected to have made plans for your retirement or you'll be bored to death. Most of what you've got saved up will probably go towards your medical bills because sickness goes hand in hand with aging followed by death. You'd better save towards the actual event or it will be your funeral.

The death programme is very clever because it makes people not only accept death but "inspires" them to plan for the life after - heaven. "You're going to die anyway so you'd better be good now. Obey the laws as set out in the various scriptures, be "born again" and you'll find salvation when you die." This goes against what Jesus teaches and I know to be true:

"Verily, verily, I say unto you, If a man keep my saying, he shall never see death." (John 8: 51)

What about God-realised masters that have died? Surely, if they can die what chance have mere mortals? Ha, these masters were able to consciously leave their bodies, demonstrating that the body is nothing but a shell, so there. Hmmm! Pass!

The problem is there is so little evidence of people who have translated (or ascended) to make any impact on the Death Programme. While people find these experiences interesting it's death business as usual. You live and you die. That's life!

Someone obviously benefits from the belief in dying. I can think of a few such as: insurance companies, doctors, lawyers, religious leaders, the Inland Revenue, and funeral directors.

I personally don't get into a debate about immortality with people who are not open to it. It is the same reason why I will not entertain having an intimate relationship with a man who isn't on the "path"; it's a waste of time (no pun intended). All I can do is be true to myself.

I am Life.

Enocia

Related articles: We are All Children of Light; Love Operating System (LOS); There is Only One Life; Being the Life and Soul of the Party; It's My Birthday!

Trust in Love to Sort out the Details

2006-09-30T11:52:00.000+01:00

Never let your current status, whether it's financial or physical, get in the way of giving love. When your intention is to give from a place of love, trust in Love to sort out the details. It never ceases to amaze me the wonderful ways Love is made manifest when you are motivated to give or express love.

There was a point in my life when I had spent years in isolation reading and contemplating spiritual truth. One day I had a "call" from Spirit that it was now time for me to go out into the world and share the Good News of Love. This would initially be in writing. I had a laptop but I had no access to the Internet, no money, no ideas about what to write, nothing. All I had was the faith that He who has given me the desire to write has already provided all the resources I will ever need. All I had to do was say YES. Fast forward three years and I've written over a thousand articles, have several blogs, and the ideas keep coming. I still don't have access to the Internet at home and I haven't switched on my lap top in years.

Here's another example.

Mum told me yesterday that she needed to run an errand at the post office. This morning I thought to myself that since I was going into town via the post office I could run my mother's errand if she wanted. While I was getting dressed the phone rang. It was my mother's friend from church. Her friend wanted to come and visit her this morning as she hasn't seen my mother in ages. Was she going to be in? My mother said she had intended to go out but would hang around to see her friend. After her telephone conversation, I asked mum if she wanted me to run her errand for her. She said yes.

As you can see, I had the intention to give love in the form of the post office errand and Love arranged a reality where this was made manifest. It all worked out perfectly for all concerned.

It turned out to be a very interesting bus journey. An elderly gentleman got on and told me where he was going but he didn't know where to get off. I said I would tell him when we get close. "Thanks, son," he said.

"I'm a girl," I chuckled.

"Are you going to school?" he said.

"No, I'm on my way to the library."

Does he seriously thing I look that young?

"It's just that I was going to ask you to come round and do something for me."

Maybe, he thinks I'm in the Boys' Brigade or something.

Before I got off I reminded my friend where to get off. "Thanks, miss," he said.

Success! He's realised I'm a girl.

On my way out I asked the bus driver to let my friend know when he arrives at his destination, just in case.

Love certainly takes many amusing forms.

Never let lack of resources get in the way of giving love. Just have the intention what you want to give and then trust in Love to sort out the details.

I trust in Love.

Enocia

Related articles: Love Downloads; Receiving; Love, the Great Motivator; Supply and Demand are One

The King of Love

2006-09-29T10:01:00.000+01:00

There is a man I see almost every morning in our neighbourhood who always says hello. He loves his alcohol and he's at it morning, noon and night. Last night as I was walking home I saw him and he beckoned me over.

"Why don't you come and visit me sometime?" he slurred. "I live at number 123."
"Maybe."
"You do know I won't hurt you?"
"Yes, I know."
"I had a dream about you last night."
"Really? I hope it was a good one," I said.
"Yes, I was very happy in my dream."
"Oh, good," I said. "Well, it's lovely to see you again."
"You are God, you know," he slurred.
"So are you."

My friend was talking about the one true self that we all are, the self that is Infinite Love.

Later as I was watching television with my eyes closed, which is an art in itself ;), a mosquito kept whining around my ears. I ignored it. Then it bit me on my arm.

In thought I said to him, "Little friend, don't you realise we are the one self that is love and you can't harm me? Unless it's your way of showing me love by having your pound of flesh. Hope you enjoyed your meal. I love you anyway."

Unfortunately for the poor sod, my flatmate (mother) doesn't share my sentiments and got the insect spray out. That was the mosquito's final meal of his life.

In the middle of the night I woke up feeling out of sorts when I don't quite feel like my real self. I knew I wasn't resonating with Love. So I asked to be lifted to the Love vibration. A thought popped into my head: "The King of Love." I was instantly in the love zone and I stayed in bliss all night.

What does "The King of Love" mean for me?

I was raised a Methodist and had to go to church every Sunday. I even attended a Methodist secondary school. Every morning at assembly we sang various hymns. The King of Love My Shepherd Is was my favourite hymn. I didn't think much about the meaning at the time, I just loved singing that hymn. It was only years later that I explored its meaning, which is a version of Psalm 23. (Anyone brought up as a Christian will have memorised this psalm at Sunday School). Though I don't go to church now, unless when I'm invited, I still love this hymn.

Here are the first two verses:

The King of love my shepherd is,
Whose goodness faileth never;
I nothing lack if I am his
And he is mine forever.

Where streams of living water flow,
My ransomed soul he leadeth
And, where the verdant pastures grow,
With food celestial feedeth.

The King of Love is the one true self, the one "I." The true self is infinite love and is therefore never in lack. He is continuously "feeding" all of us with ideas of love that are tailored towards our individual needs. In my case, reminding me of the words of my favourite hymn. It is always up to us to be open to receive love, however it appears; and to recognise our true self.

Next verse:

Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,
But yet in love he sought me
And on his shoulder gently laid
And home rejoicing brought me.

Yesterday I read an article about a British celebrity who has been married a few times and has had several public and volatile love affairs. She said the men she married were very kind but she found life with them boring and sought excitement in extra-marital affairs. The downside is she has been suffering from depression. I can imagine many people can relate to this woman's mental state. You want to be happy, you crave love and yet when you receive love you sabotage what you have.

The good news is that the true self that is love never gives up on anyone. You're constantly being reminded of who you are. No matter what you do or what you believe, the self is always there to guide you.

Next two verses:

In death’s dark vale I fear no ill
With thee, dear Lord, beside me,
Thy rod and staff my comfort still,
Thy cross before to guide me.

Thou spredst a table in my sight;
Thine unction grace bestoweth;
And, oh, what transport of delight
From thy pure chalice floweth!

Like the celebrity, most people are used to the fight or flight way of existing which they believe is the only way of being. While breaking the old habit takes trust, persistence, one-pointed focus and constant vigilance, you are always being supported by Love. And where there is Love there is nothing to fear.

Final verse:

And so through all the length of days
Thy goodness faileth never.
Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise
Within thy house forever.

When you live in the house (consciousness) of Love, you're in effect living in another dimension. Life is a never-ending expression of grace, joy and gratitude.

I am the King of Love.

Enocia

Related articles: Making Heaven on Earth; The Power of Love; Tuning into the Love Station; The Love Sensor; Music to My Ears; Trusting in Your Path

In Theory

2006-09-28T12:42:00.000+01:00

So many people have theories why such and such is such and such. If people can have theories, so can I.

While I was taking a walk in a park I saw a sign that read: "No Entry." Beyond the sign was a lone pigeon sitting in the "no entry" area. How come he gets to break the rules and I can't?

I have seen a pigeon cross over a Pelican crossing. No surprise there then - "birds (pelican) of a feather flock together."
I have seen a pigeon walk up and down stairs.
I have seen pigeons fly, which is a rarity these days, at least for London pigeons.
I have seen pigeons get themselves run over by cars and buses, which is a mystery as they have wings.

But one thing I've never seen a pigeon do is read.

My theory is that pigeon paid no attention to the "no entry" sign because he couldn't read. The same applies to the rest of our feathered friends and animals.

Later while I was at the Princess Diana Memorial Fountain I noticed a woman and her toddler around the fountain. The baby wanted to dive in fully clothed but his mother was saying "no." Visitors are encouraged to sit on the edge and wash their feet but nowhere does it say you can go in fully clothed. The baby obviously couldn't read.

I hereby relinquish my literacy skills.

Let the fun begin!

Enocia

Meeting with Friends

2006-09-28T11:02:00.000+01:00

I had this strong desire to attend a Quakers meeting yesterday evening. I've always loved what Quakerism stands for that everyone has access to the divine. They sit in silence. If someone feels a need to minister from the silence they're welcome to share.

The first and last time I went to a Quakers meeting was three or four years ago. Just as I was coming out of a bookshop a man coming in asked me a question. We got chatting. He told me he was going to a Quakers meeting and he invited me along. I was curious and went with him. It was fun. I meant to return but then life happened until I had the desire to attend another service yesterday.

As soon as I walked into the Meeting House, I saw my friend from years ago. "You're back!" he said. It was like I only saw him yesterday. It was good to see him again.

It was lovely to sit in the silence. A few people shared some insights. I shared what love means for me that when you give to others you're giving to yourself. Then a man said he was inspired to sing a song he was taught at school. He could only remember part of it and encouraged us to sing along with him, which we did. It's called Magic Penny. (I'll post part of the lyrics here but you can find the rest at the link provided).

Love is something if you give it away,
Give it away, give it away.
Love is something if you give it away,
You end up having more.

It's just like a magic penny,
Hold it tight and you won't have any.
Lend it, spend it, and you'll have so many
They'll roll all over the floor.

It's a lovely song with a beautiful melody.

My experience of love is when I give love I am being the love that I am, the love that everyone is and the love that is everywhere present. The more I am being love or focused on love the more love I feel/experience/notice/give and the more love I feel/experience/notice/give...ad infinitum.

When I hold love tight, I am not seeing or being love. I end up focused on the love I believe I don't have and the world appears to be unfriendly or out to get me.

My friend did not attend the meeting but stayed to read in the library. After the meeting I spoke to him about the meeting and how we got to sing. He said, "don't go looking for love, love will come to you." He repeated this a few times as if he was passing on a message to me. Message received and understood.

A friend came over to me and said he could relate to what I had shared and we chatted for a while. I also spoke to a few friends.

I'm so glad I attended the meeting and got to meet old and new friends.

Enocia

Carrying a Torch for a Flashlight

2006-09-27T14:03:00.000+01:00

A friend I see at the library is always teasing me about how focused I am in what I am doing. He's right of course.

When I am focused on a task, I can see light like a laser beam streaming from my ajna chakra, also called the third eye. It's like having a torch (flashlight) on one's forehead. I also feel myself as that beam of light.

I decided to experiment with a torch. I asked my mother if she had a torch I could borrow but she didn't have one. Never mind. I'll experiment in thought.

The next day while I was reading my friend's blog I saw he had posted something about an LED Flashlight. I left a comment. My friend offered to send me a torch in the mail. Wow! I get to experiment for real with my own torch.

Thanks jm. :-)

I love experiments, don't you? I reckon I would have been an excellent scientist if I wasn't so crap at physics, chemistry, biology and maths.

I am Focus.

Enocia

Related article: Love is My Foundation

You are a One!

2006-09-27T13:43:00.001+01:00

Just after I had sent an e-card to some friends I received an email. I thought it was a notification telling me my e-card had been picked up. Nothing so straightforward. It was an email notifying me that someone called Enocia (strange name) had sent me an e-card.

Huh? I could have sworn I sent the e-card to my friends. I re-sent the e-card just in case. I received a notification from one friend confirming he had picked up my first card.

How curious!

What difference does it make anyway?

What I do to others I am doing to myself.

Thanks, Enocia, for the beautiful e-card.

You're welcome, Enocia.

Love you.

Love you too.

Enocia

Related article: As I Love Others, I am Loving Myself; Charity Begins and Ends at Home

Making Heaven on Earth

2006-09-26T14:26:00.000+01:00

"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: 3

There is only one true self which we all share. This self is undivided Love.

This one self is being expressed as what we collectively refer to as the infinite universe. In truth, the true self/Love is the real universe that is infinite beauty, bliss, goodness, harmony, perfection, power, truth and wholeness.

Therefore, what we are experiencing as the universe now is only a version of the one true self/universe.

As I see it, the purpose of life in the physical universe is to expand the realm of possibility. In other words, to express the vastness of Love in this physical realm. Then can we make heaven on earth.

I am Love.

Enocia

Related article: Walking By Faith and Not By Sight

The Power of Love

2006-09-25T15:06:00.001+01:00

"... consciousness - thoughts, emotions and beliefs - influence how we act and think and even how our bodies grow. There is a consciousness that is unaffected by human consciousness - my natural state which I call Love. In this state, I am like the foetus in its mother's womb. Unlike the human foetus that is influenced by consciousness, nothing can affect who I am. I am blissfully floating in Love, and being Love. As Love is my consciousness, my experiences are its image and likeness." Living in a Love Cocoon

As I was crossing the road, I could see that the traffic light was about to change. I figured I had enough time to get to the other side. A car drove by and the driver screamed abuse at me for not paying attention to the signals.

Although I registered his anger was directed at me, I felt his thoughts dissolve into nothing. And I felt only love for him.

The other day our neighbour had a party which went on till the early hours of the next morning. The next day I spoke to my mother, who I live with, about the party. She said she could still hear the music even though she had closed the windows and kitchen door.

"Why can't people show consideration?" she said.

Mum said our neighbour downstairs, whose husband hasn't been feeling well, has been complaining to her about the same neighbours whom she finds rowdy.

"Really?" I said. "I only remember them having two parties, which is not that often considering."
"They've had lots more parties than that!"
"OK!"

I could see my mother's perspective. She had ever right to feel disgruntled about her "noisy neighbours." But then again, my neighbours have every right to be themselves. I also see "noise" as an excellent opportunity for me to go within and be Love.

"Has it ever occurred to you that your neighbours are trying to help you?" I said.
"What do you mean?"
"Maybe your neighbours are helping you to be at peace," I said.
"How?"
"Well, instead of expecting them to change, you could go into yourself and be at peace. No one can take away your peace."

She burst into a song about peace, which I wasn't familiar with. My mother loves to sing and she's got a fantastic voice.

"You know something, since I've been living with you, mum," I continued, "I've been a lot more peaceful. I'm not bothered by anything you do. I've been able to go into myself and find peace instead of looking outside for it."

When you realise there is only Love, you are unaffected by thought forms or beliefs. I also know that I can never use the Power of Love to manipulate another because to manipulate another is to manipulate myself. The good news is I can use the Power of Love to help others by simply loving and being love.

Only Love exists.

Enocia

Related articles:Tuning into the Love Station; Fighting Against Something is Fighting Yourself; Love Has No Cause; Practising Transparency - Dissolving Programmes; It's Either Love or Bullshit!; Living in a Love Cocoon

Tuning into the Love Station

2006-09-25T11:41:00.000+01:00

If you can hear static while you're listening to the radio, it means you're not properly tuned into that particular radio station. You need to try again.

There are times when I experience a kind of static which is an indication that I'm not being my real self.

I woke up in the middle of the night feeling hot and sweaty. That's odd because before I went to bed I wasn't hot at all. I could also hear loud ringing in one ear. Hmmm, this can only mean one thing; while I was asleep I had temporarily disconnected from the Love station of my real self, and now receiving my real self with static. Time to tune into the Love station.

I thought "I love you" over and over again. I could no longer feel my body as solid, nor was I feeling hot or cold. I felt myself as a presence that was here and everywhere. The ringing in my ear had stopped and was replaced by another sound which I attribute to that of my real self. I then asked for Love to keep me tuned into this station while I sleep.

Eventually, I went back to sleep. When I woke up I listened for the ringing in one ear but I couldn't hear it. I could only hear the sound of Spirit. I was still neither hot nor cold.

When I woke up this morning I was still in the Love station. I asked Love to keep me tuned into that station all day.

You are listening to the Love Station.
Have a wonderful day!

Enocia

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Love Downloads

2006-09-25T10:47:00.000+01:00

You can't download a particular programme or music if that music or programme doesn't already exist.

I live by the following principles:

All is Love; Love is all there is.

I am not here to learn lessons or to evolve but to express Infinite Love.

Infinite Love contains all possible realities as ideas. This means whenever I have an idea to express something it already exists. I am therefore creating nothing but simply unfolding what is.

Unfolding what already exists is what I refer to as "love downloads."

Every time I have an idea I am downloading love which comes as a complete package. All I have to do is let it happen; let the music play; or let the software run as it has been designed to run.

So I had an idea to walk by the River Thames. After a while I decided to rest on a bench underneath some trees. It was wonderful to see so many people enjoying the lovely sunshine. Though I didn't know any of them personally, I knew them as my spirit friends.

I felt love for the trees, the environment, my pigeon friends around me, even the bench I was sitting on.
I felt love for the boats and the river.
I felt love for everyone.

My attention was drawn to a pigeon perched on the edge of a bench sharing the bench with a man. I thought to myself that it would be lovely to have my own pigeon companion right next to me.

I downloaded this love reality. In my mind's eye I could see a pigeon sitting next to me. I was now very excited to experience this reality which I knew was going to happen.

After a few minutes, though I can't say how long as I don't carry a watch, the pigeon resting on the other bench flapped his wings and flew to the ground. He walked lazily towards me. He looked up at me. I held my breath in anticipation. He hopped on to my bench and walked slowly towards me. Then he stopped and rested right where I wanted my pigeon companion to sit. He looked straight into my eyes. In thought I told him I didn't have any love as bread or bird seed to give him but I gave him my appreciation. My pigeon friend stayed with me for a short while, then he flew back to the ground and walked away to join his other pigeon friends.

Wow!

I love downloads!

Enocia

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That Didn't Happen!

2006-09-25T10:21:00.000+01:00

Just as I was shutting the door I banged my elbow against the corner and felt a sharp pain. I instantly thought "That didn't happen!" The pain instantly receded and my elbow was back to normal.

Of course the experience did happen or I wouldn't be writing about it now. What I was doing was focusing on Reality where I know I could never injure myself because there is only love.

I move and have my being in Love.
Love is all there is.

Enocia

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All is Love

2006-09-23T11:35:00.000+01:00

All is Love that is without beginning or end.

Love is undivided; Love is wholeness; Love is perfection.

What we are experiencing as life is Love split into infinite pieces. Yet, each piece is Love.

Though you appear as a cat, you are Love.
Though you appear as a dog, you are Love.
Though you appear as a tree, you are Love.
Though you appear as a human, you are Love.

The problem is when the pieces forget who they are.

A piece appearing as a cat is now convinced he is only a cat.
Another piece believes he is only a dog.
Another piece believes he is only a tree.
Another piece believes he's only human.

The other day, I read an article in a London newspaper about the area I live in. The article said people living in my local area come from 104 countries. I wasn't surprised. It is so tempting to see people of different cultures as different from you. We might speak different languages and look different but I know we are Love.

When you judge something as this or the other you forget who you are.

I've noticed news items encourage you to choose sides. So and so is a perpetrator and so and so is a victim. The perpetrator must be judged. The quickest way I find to get out of judgment is to see everyone as love or love everyone. End of story.

As I was pondering on these ideas I felt my head pounding away. Aha, I haven't got a head, I have a love and love doesn't hurt. End of story.

Only love exists.

End of story.

Enocia

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Come, Let Me Kiss You Better!

2006-09-22T11:14:00.001+01:00

A little boy fell and started crying. His mother said, "Come to mummy. Let me kiss your knee better." She kissed her son's knee and gave him a big hug. The boy was soon smiling again.

The love that mother gave to her son is symbolic of Divine Love that doesn't judge; it is a Love that heals and restores.

One can get so hung up on truth.

It's your thoughts that's making you behave in this way.
It is your beliefs that's making you the way you are.

Before you know it people are squabbling over whose teaching is the best; whose religion is the best; whose God is God.

My mother has been exploring many avenues to get well and I've been supporting her on her journey. A few weeks ago I accompanied her to an evangelist church a friend had recommended to her, where they hold a vigil and pray for healing. Part of the healing prayer was against another religion.

Huh? Where is the love?

Just because others are following a religion that's different from yours doesn't make them evil.

Just because someone doesn't share your beliefs doesn't make him wrong and you right.

Love says:

I don't care what beliefs you have.
I don't care what you've done in the past.
I don't care what fears you have.

You are all my beloved.

Rest your head on my bosom and let me give you comfort.
Let my love melt away your fears.
Let my love dissolve all pain.

Come to me my precious one, let me kiss you better. I love you.

This song by Madonna expresses Divine Love perfectly.

Feel the silky touch of my caresses
They will keep you looking so brand new
Let me cover you with velvet kisses
I'll create a look that's made for you

Gonna dress you up in my love
All over, all over
Gonna dress you up in my love
All over your body

Gonna dress you up in my love, in my love
All over your body, all over your body
In my love
All over, all over
From your head down to your toes Dress You Up

There is Only One Power

2006-09-21T16:32:00.001+01:00

The following was posted a while back but it's good to bring it forward as I've been thinking a lot about power.

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There is Only One Power

"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)

Years ago I used to love watching the cartoon series, He Man and the Masters of the Universe. It is about the battle to protect Castle Grayskull from the likes of Skeletor and his henchmen. Prince Adam has a secret power that very few know about. When Adam holds aloft his sword and says "By the Power of Grayskull...I have the Power" he is transformed to He-Man with awesome power and might. He then transfers his power to his cat, Cringer, who is transformed to the courageous Battlecat on which He-Man rides into battle. He-Man and his allies are in constant battle to ensure good reigns over Eternia. To return to his human self, He-Man says "Let the Power return."

I have been thinking about the Power of God that is in all. I see this Power as zillions of times greater than the atom bomb. The Universe wouldn't exist without this Power. We are all like Prince Adam with a Power to transform us into Masters of the Universe. What's stopping this from happening? Because of our belief in more than one Power.

While I was pondering over this, I heard an alarm go off. My mother has an alarm that she can press if she needs assistance when she is on her own. I stood in front of the alarm and said "By the Power of God, be still!" The alarm was instantly silenced.

I decided to go out into town later by bus. I had an idea to get off and walk via Buckingham Palace, the Queen's resident. Outside, there were all these tourists clicking away at their cameras. I took a walk in the park close by. There was a brass band concert going on. I listened for a while. They played a few songs I knew. Then they played the UK's National Anthem. Time to go. As I walked away I thought of part of the national anthem that says: "Long to reign over us." This is one example of how we divide the one Power; by believing someone has power over you.

There is only one Power. Yet we pray to God or whatever we believe in to help us and we don't seem to be helped. If only we'd realise that we have the one Power within and without. There is no other Power. We are mis-using the one Power by dreaming there are other powers. And if you believe in something having power so be it.

You have given power to your race, gender, nationality, sexuality, and other experiences. Your identities and experiences have power to make you act in a certain way. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to your body. Your body has power to make you feel good or bad about yourself. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to partners, spouses and loved ones. They have power to make you feel loved or not at all. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to other people’s behaviour. Others have power to make you happy, sad, or peaceful. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to food and drink. Food and drink have power to make you strong, healthy, sick, fat, thin, even kill you. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to doctors, and various healing professions. Doctors, pills and potions, and healers have power to keep you in health or not, as the case may be. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to alcohol, drugs and cigarettes. They have the power to make you peaceful, happy or depressed. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to your employer. Your employer has power to make you feel fulfilled, secure or be very afraid, if you end up losing your job. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to all teachers from school, university, spiritual teachers, and other gurus. Teachers have power to tell you how you should live and not think for yourself. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to religions. Religions have power to dictate to you what is right and wrong, who you should worship, how you should worship, and how to live your life. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to celebrities, politicians, world leaders, royalty and government. They have power to influence you in how you should live. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to the media. The media has power to give you their version of truth about reality and influence you in your lifestyle choices. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to money. Money has power to make you happy, secure and at peace. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to the weather. The weather has power to make you happy or sad, or to make or ruin your day. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to the ego, devil, Satan, a carnal, mortal or race mind. They have power to prevent you from being who you are. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to clairvoyants, mediums, spirit guides, angels, channelled entities, ascended masters and other entities. They have power to make your decisions for you, tell you how to live and what to think. According to your belief, so be it.

You have given power to time. Time has power over you to make you fret about the past or the future. According to your belief, so be it.

And so on.

It really boils down to one thing: you belief in more than one power. According to your belief, so be it.

As much as I enjoyed watching He Man and his friends fighting with their enemies, I am also aware that their battles demonstate the belief in more than one power. If He-Man only realised there was only One Power, there wouldn't be any need for him to fight Skeletor. The One cannot oppose Itself.

To gain access to the one Power we must stop believing in more than one Power. Know that there is only one Power and that Power is in you. You are that Power. When you resist or oppose something or someone, you're demonstrating a belief in more than one power; and you end up fighting against yourself. Put another way,

"Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation; and a house divided against a house falleth." (Luke 11: 17)

There is only One Power in all. You have this Power at your command NOW.

With love,
Enocia

Previously posted at The One in All

See also The One Power in All is Love and Wisdom

Fighting Against Something is Fighting Yourself

2006-09-21T14:43:00.000+01:00

"I have found that when you try to force things to happen, or to manipulate someone to do what you want, you have not understood the Power of One. If there is another to manipulate, you are saying there are other powers. As you believe, so be it. The Universe will appear to be in a battle against you or you will seem to win over something. When you have the continued belief in many powers, you're always going to manifest another situation of another power trying to oppose you, just like in the cartoon series, He Man is in a constant battle with Skeletor. If there wasn't the belief in good and evil, there wouldn't be a cartoon series called He-Man and the Masters of the Universe, nor would there be a place called earth for that matter.

"When you realise there is only one Power, you find that you cannot manipulate anyone; for what you do to another you are doing to yourself. There is only one Power in all. This creates harmony and this harmony is Love...." The One Power in All is Love and Wisdom

In the library the door to the toilet is always locked. You have to get the key from reception.

I've noticed when I try to force it open, which I have done when I've been dying to have a wee, it won't open. You have to be gentle with it.

I saw someone trying to open it earlier but couldn't. He then asked a library staff to open it but she couldn't open it either. I went over to help.

"This door needs you to be gentle with it," I said.

I pulled the door gently towards me and turned the key and it opened. The customer couldn't believe it was that simple and wanted me to show him how I had opened it, which I did.

The experience with the door is symbolic of the beliefs in many powers.

"When you resist or oppose something or someone, you're demonstrating a belief in more than one power; and you end up fighting against yourself."

And you will experience a reality of resistance.

There is only one power.
All is one.

Enocia

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The Point of No Return

2006-09-21T10:47:00.001+01:00

The other day, a friend asked me if I had ever been married or ever come close to getting married. I said years ago I had a relationship with someone I wanted to marry. We even talked about it but I had a feeling there was something I was meant to do. I remember my partner at the time saying to me "I feel as if I'm getting in the way."

"As much as I would have loved to get married," I said to my friend, "something else took over, which was a lot bigger than us, and ended that relationship."

"You mean Vector8, don't you?" my friend said. (Vector8 is my Soul identity).

"Yes, I guess you could put it that way," I said.

When we broke up I was devastated at the time and tried to get back together and make it happen but I knew deep down that it was for the best.

I believe at that time I had reached the point of no return and once you've crossed that barrier there's no going back.

What is this point of no return?

Before I took a form I, as the one Infinite Self/Soul/Spirit, decided what I was here to achieve as this instrument called Enocia. Soul is therefore my only guide.

For a long time I was happily doing my own thing, living the life I wanted, or so it would seem. Deep inside I had lofty ideas about what life should be like yet I seemed to be doing the exact opposite and was miserable. I had also experienced myself as Light on numerous of occasions yet I wasn't living as Light.

I continued my search for truth. After reading The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, Sogyal Rinpoche, I had this strong desire to attend group meditation at Rigpa where I was hoping to explore some of the ideas in Rinpoche's book. It was there I met this wonderful man. I knew there was something about him but we never spoke. A few months later when the centre was closed for the Easter break, I decided to attend a lecture at a venue called Alternatives, where they usually have talks on spirituality. It would be my first visit. My friend from the meditation centre was also there. It was also his first visit. And it was the first time we had a proper chat. After the lecture we walked to the tube station together. A week later I went to another lecture but my friend wasn't there.

During that time I was feeling more and more frustrated with my life. I knew something had to change. I had also decided Tibetan Buddhism wasn't for me so I never went back to Rigpa. One day I said to myself, "If there is such a thing as reincarnation, I'm not coming back. I want out of this life/death cycle now!"

A few days later, I attended another Alternatives talk about healing at a different venue. While I was there I eavesdropped someone giving out a website called Wingmakers. I had a feeling I was meant to have this information so I made a note of it. (When I looked up the website, it had the exact information I needed at the time). While I was queueing up for the talk my friend from the meditation centre appeared. We ended up sitting together. We were asked to link hands so we could all receive healing. My friend sat in front of me. The moment I gazed into his eyes I saw myself as I am, my true self. I made a pact that no matter what I was going to be this self.

I also knew I'd met someone I wanted to be with and eventually marry. While in the relationship I felt like I was in a constant battle with myself: one part was always trying to be my real self while the other was the constant saboteur, which didn't help our relationship. My friend and I eventually broke up. At the same time I knew that my real self seemed to be guiding me in a different direction. I could either follow the worldly path or the unknown where I would find true happiness.

The point of no return occurs when there is a greater pull towards the ways of the Spirit than the world. I believe when I made the decision that I wanted out of this life/death cycle and to be my true self, I had reached that point of no return. Spirit was now in control, though I still continued to resist which caused me a lot of misery.

How do you know when you've reached the point of no return?

When you have a strong desire to live as an immortal, be your real self, be the spirit, or live as Light you're hearing the Voice of Spirit. Of course, Spirit speaks to everyone about these ideals but only those who are receptive can hear the Voice. When you're receptive it means you've reached that point of no return. You can resist all you like but know that Spirit is now in charge. There is no going back. You might as well sit back and enjoy the ride.

Spirit will now direct your path according to how He plans to express as you, which is tailored specifically for you and totally unique.

I am Spirit.

Enocia

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My Mailing Lists

2006-09-20T11:50:00.000+01:00

The wonderful thing about having an email account is with one click of a button, one can bring so much joy to so many.

I have another email account that is operated by thought where I am simply sending love by thinking "I love you." Sometimes I imagine pure white light being sent. I am not concerned about how Love works I just trust in Love.

On my thought email I have two mailing lists: the impersonal and the personal, which are sub-divided into impersonal mailing lists A and B; and personal mailing lists 1 and 2.

Impersonal mailing list A

Every day I send out a thought of love to all life forms in the entire universe.

Impersonal mailing list B

Impersonal mailing list B is one I use whenever I am interacting with people or objects such as on a bus, at meetings, in shops, on the streets, when I'm reading newspapers or books, watching television, using the computer, chatting on the Internet, walking in the park etc.

On a bus I was sitting behind a couple whose baby wouldn't stop bawling. His father dandled him and did all he could to placate the baby but he kept crying. Although I wasn't being disturbed I thought I'd sent the baby love anyway.

When a window seat became available I swapped seats. I could still hear the baby crying. I sent love to everyone on the bus then I stared out of the window. When I was getting off the bus I noticed the baby was now fast asleep.

Personal mailing list 1

Whenever someone I know comes to mind I send love in thought. If I know someone wanting prayer, I send love. I also send love to friends and family.

Personal mailing list 2

I see myself as a commander in chief of a great army that comprises trillions of soldiers. The soldiers are the cells in my body which follow whatever thoughts or belief I am holding at the time. It is therefore my responsibility to give my soldiers the right command. I am constantly sending my soldiers thoughts of love.

Here's one email that's great to send to everyone on all my mailing lists:

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

I love you.

Enocia

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Smile and the World Smiles with You

2006-09-20T10:04:00.000+01:00

As I was walking down the road munching on some chocolate a guy walked by. He said hello. I smiled at him.

"You look good, you know," he said.
"Thank you."
"Are you from around here?"
"No."

I told him what area I lived in, an area he knew very well.

"Where are you from originally?" he said.
"Sierra Leone."
"Freetown?"
"Yes," I said.
"I know someone who comes from Freetown."
"OK."
"Do you like living here?"
"I do actually. I was born in London."
"Then this is home."
"Yes, but I lived in Freetown as a child."
"Be honest, which do you prefer - London or Freetown?"
"London."
"Really?"
"Definitely. I love London."
"I'm from here but I've lived in St Kitts," he said. "Do you know where that is?"
"Yes, it's in the Caribbean."
"I definitely prefer life over there to living in London."
"OK."
"I find people in London are so miserable." he said.
"Yeah?"
"Look at it, it's awful. No one smiles."
"It's not the place," I said. "You give love and love comes back to you, just like you did to me."
"I talked to you because you seemed nice and you look different," he said. "I wasn't trying to chat you up I just wanted to say hello."
"See, you gave me love and I'm giving you love." I smiled. "Never stop being your friendly self."
"I won't."
"Did you go to the carnival?"
"No."
"Not your kind of thing?"
"Not really."
"Have you ever been to the carnival?"
"I used to years ago but I haven't been in ages."
"You should you know to give your support," he said.
"My brother went."
"This year there weren't as many people as last year but it was good. You must come next year."
"Maybe."
"It's been nice meeting you," he said.
"Me too."
"Take care."

Wherever I am, Love is.

Enocia

That's Entertainment!

2006-09-19T15:05:00.000+01:00

Though it was quicker for me to walk to the local bus station to catch my bus home, I couldn't be bothered to walk so I hopped on a bus that was already at the bus stop. The driver was trying to persuade a man to get off his bus. He told the angry looking passenger he was causing a scene and if he didn't get off he was going to call the police. I sat at the back and sent love to the driver and the passenger.

Their confrontation took on a whole new meaning. It was like I was watching some comedy on television.

"Get off my bus!"
"Look at your face," the passenger said, "you look like a sausage."

A sausage? Is that the best insult he could come up with? I chuckled to myself. The passenger staggered off and we were on our way.

Loving all does not always mean you're going to change someone's behaviour but you get good entertainment.

Enocia

Being Priceless

2006-09-19T11:23:00.000+01:00

You can be a billionaire and still feel like a pauper; or you can have very little money and feel like the richest person that's ever lived. It's all about how you see yourself.

On the bus the other day I noticed two boys squabbling over something. Their father sitting beside me said to one boy "No deals, just give it to him!"

I said to the man, "I love that: no deals, just give."

"It's never straightforward with them," he said chuckling, "they are always trying to make transactions and deals with each other."

I guess the boys are only acting according to the human programme: deals, deals and more deals according to what you're worth.

Speaking of worth, how much am I really worth? That's an easy one...I am Love and Love is priceless. There is not a single human on earth who can afford to pay me what I'm worth. Not only am I priceless, every single one of us is priceless.

Is it possible to convert pricelessness into money? Yes, by making all your actions priceless.

How?

Let's say I go to the shop with my last 50 pence to buy a bar of chocolate. My joy is only going to last as long as I have the chocolate. On the other hand, if I went to spend it with the intention of giving love not only to myself, but the shopkeeper and his family and friends, everyone connected with making the chocolate, my 50 pence has now become priceless.

I could get depressed about not having much money and can't afford to have the life I would like or I could spend £1 at the Internet cafe where I can share an article and link up with the world. Though I have £1 less than I had, I feel a lot richer because of the love I have been able to give. And my £1 has become priceless.

And you know what happens, when I give love to others I am giving it to myself anyway because there is only One. Boy does it come back in wonderful ways!

The other day I bumped into a friend. He said he was feeling down because his life wasn't moving in the direction he wanted to go. I shared my belief that love is the answer to everything.

"You know The Beatles did have it right with the song, All You Need is Love," my friend said.

"Yes they did."

We sang the chorus together "All you need is love, love, love is all you need."

I told my friend I could relate to his circumstances. I said he was so focused on what he was lacking he couldn't see the love that is already present. I suggested for him to change his focus by doing what he loves. Even if he only felt like watching television, he could watch only what he loves. He said he's been watching a lot of The Rockford Files on television. Although I haven't watched it in years I could still remember the theme tune. We had a right laugh singing it.

My friend also sang part of the French national anthem which he likes singing in French.

The next day I went for a walk in a park but I had this splitting headache. I decided to sit by a pond. I could hear music coming from a marquee behind me, where there was some sort of fun fair/circus going on. Instead of focusing on the headache I decided to send love to someone. I thought of my friend. Then I imagined the earth in front of me and channelled love to it. The next thing I knew I heard the tune to the French national anthem and a woman's voice doing the karaoke version of "All You Need is Love." Wow! My friend is returning my love. That was the last performance for the show. (When I shared this experience with my mother later, she told me the French national anthem tune is part of the song "All you need is love." I never knew that).

On my way home I could have taken a bus that would have made my journey a lot faster, but I had a feeling I should take another bus going in the opposite direction. It was in this bus that I heard the man telling his son "no deals, just give." I got the bus into town intending to catch another bus at the end of the route home. On the way we drove by Trafalgar Square where there was some kind of music festival going on. I wondered what it was for but couldn't be bothered getting off the bus to find out. Soon our bus got stuck in a huge traffic jam. The driver decided he wasn't going all the way and terminated the route. I walked back. As I was walking past Trafalgar Square anyway I decided to find out what was going on. It was a Jewish festival called Simcha. I stayed and listened to a few songs, and they were great.

During my bus ride home, a man sat in front of me. At the back of his orange t-shirt were the words: "The Beatles." I tapped him on the shoulder and told him I heard a Beatles song earlier.

As for the headache? My attention was so focused on being love, it received no more energy and it soon withered away.

I am priceless.

Enocia

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Masters of Time

2006-09-18T14:59:00.000+01:00

"And he said unto them, The sabbath was made for man, and not man for the sabbath: Therefore the Son of man is Lord also of the sabbath." (Mark 2: 27-28)

Time was made for man's use, which makes each of us masters of time.

Every time I have an experience I have two decisions to make:

1. How long do I wish to have the experience for?
2. What do I get out of the experience?

Decision 1 - How long do I wish to have the experience for?

As a writer, I can make an experience last as long as I wish. When I share my experiences I am stretching one moment into infinity or as long as the Internet lasts.

In the cartoon series The Simpsons Bart and his two siblings, Lisa and Maggie, have been the same age for 17 years. They could go on being the same age forever. And why not?

There are times, so to speak, when time can appear to be in control, but that is an illusion as the one having the experience is always in control.

Let's say for example you go to see a doctor about an ailment. After he examines you he writes to the hospital. Soon you receive a letter from a consultant telling you that the good news is he can fit you into his busy schedule. The not so good news is he can't see you till six months time. (At least that's how it works in the UK health service unless you can afford to go private). You wait for six months and the day finally arrives when you're seen by the consultant and your problem is resolved.

Now let's look at this scenario from a different perspective. When your doctor gives you a diagnosis, you follow his recommendation because you agree with his diagnosis. Your belief in your doctor is so strong you're prepared to keep this "contract" going for a further six months. What you're effectively doing is stretching out that one moment of pain into months and even years. What if you were to decide you no longer wanted to play that game? Surely if you can stretch one moment to six months you can contract the experience to a few hours, minutes, seconds or zero time? You are master of time, remember.

While I was waiting for the bus I looked up at the timetable. The bus I wanted was number 4 in the queue and not due for another 10 minutes. I thought "No, there is no time but NOW!" At first I was looking down the road expectantly then I sat down in silence. One bus arrived but it wasn't mine. I looked up at the timetable and it read that mine was third in the queue. After what seemed like only a moment I looked up at the timetable and noticed it had been updated to read that my bus was the first one due. As some passengers were blocking my view of the road, something told me to get up. I saw my bus was already at the stop and I caught it just in time.

Decision 2 - What do I get out of the experience?

In a bookshop the other evening I heard a commotion. A customer had found a mouse in the shop and had picked it up. I asked her if I could have a look. It was the cutest mouse. A few of us were cooing at it while I stroked it gently. I also thought it was very interesting seeing a mouse because I had been thinking of a television commercial where they use an animated mouse called Mr Mouse. One shop assistant was cowering behind his desk and wouldn't look at it. The customer said she was going to release it into the wild and asked the shop assistant for a box to put the mouse in.

When I saw the shop assistant later I couldn't resist teasing him. "How could you be scared of a cute little mouse?"

"It's not that I was scared that it would bite me, it's just that I don't want to end up six months down the road with some disease."

"I don't believe that for one moment," I said.

As you can see, the shop assistant and I had had two different mouse experiences. I saw the mouse as a creature of love that gives only joy. I'm even stretching that moment of joy so I can share it here in this piece. The shop assistant saw the same creature as one that gives diseases and projecting that into his future.

In the film, American Beauty, after Lester Burnham (played by Kevin Spacey) has been shot and is dying, he has the following realisation about life.

LESTER (V.O.)

I had always heard your entire life flashes in front of your eyes the second before you die. First of all, that one second isn't a second at all, it stretches on forever, like an ocean of time... For me, it was lying on my back at Boy Scout camp, watching falling stars... And yellow leaves, from the maple trees, that lined my street... Or my grandmother's hands, and the way her skin seemed like paper... And the first time I saw my cousin Tony's brand new Firebird... And Janie... And Janie... (with love) And... Carolyn.

I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me... but it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... ...and then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... (amused) You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... You will someday. American Beauty Film Script

Time is an instrument for me to experience life. I can use it for joy or pain. I can make it last a moment or forever. The decision is always mine.

Enocia

Related articles: Love is My Foundation;The Body as a Tool to Express Self; The One Moment of Now is Like the Sun; ; Breaking Out of the Projection Habit

As I Love Others, I am Loving Myself

2006-09-16T13:10:00.000+01:00

"You shall love your neighbor as yourself." (Matthew 22: 39)

What does the above passage, attributed to Jesus, mean?

Does it mean you should treat others how you treat yourself? If you're someone who is kind to yourself you'll be kind to others. However, if you're self-critical, you're bound to see others in the same way.

Let's digress for a moment.

I believe only the One/Love exists. Therefore, everyone is Love, though we all experience Love from our own perspectives. Put another way, there is only me. Thus, whatever I do to another I am doing to myself as there is only me.

Bearing the One in mind, let's examine the biblical passage again. I believe it means as you love others you are loving yourself.

What if you don't know how to love?

No problem. I don't need to know how to love I simply need to believe there is love. Then I offer myself as an instrument of Love to express through. Then every moment is love in action.

What do I mean by "instrument of Love?"

An instrument of Love is rather like working for a company. The moment you sign your employment contract you're always representing that company. As a representative, you're helping to bring the company into awareness. In the same way as an instrument of Love, I am bringing Divine Love into conscious awareness.

How does one become an instrument of Love?

By choosing to be one. Offer yourself up as an instrument for Love to express through. It doesn't mean you cease to have desires as is the popular belief within spiritual circles; it simply means your desires become Love's desires. I haven't stopped being a writer, now I write about Love.

Offering yourself as an instrument doesn't mean becoming a saint either. Love meets you exactly where you are. Simply offer yourself as an instrument and then let Love guide you in a way that's right for you.

I experience love in so many different ways that I frankly don't have the time or inclination to record all of them. All I know is that as an instrument of Love I am constantly loving others, and as I love others I am loving myself.

Enocia

Related articles: Loving the News; The Love Sensor; That Loving Power; Love Heals, Love Restores; Instruments of Love

Loving the News

2006-09-15T15:48:00.000+01:00

There's a new free newspaper for Londoners. I've found it quite amusing watching the poor "vendors" desperately trying to get rid of their newspapers while commuters are desperately trying to avoid them.

Perhaps, people have had enough of the rubbish that passes off as news and they'd rather not have another one, even if it's free.

Besides, people have the right to go about their business without having freebie newspapers shoved at them.

There are many others, myself included, who are grateful for free newspapers. There's always one lying on a bus seat for me to read.

This particular newspaper is full of gossip columns about what celebrities are getting up to, what politicians are doing or not doing, and the usual doom and gloom. There are also fun news like what's on television.

Yesterday, as I was reading the newspaper I saw myself as Light radiating love everywhere. Each letter, each space between each word, each sentence, and all the pictures were being bathed in light. I felt love going to the people in the news, the writers and readers everywhere. Then I abandoned the newspaper and was in pure bliss.

Read all about it! Reading the news is an opportunity to be love!

Enocia

Related articles: Being the Source; Love in Every Moment; Life is One Continuous Beam; Aggressive Marketing

Party Pooper

2006-09-15T15:00:00.000+01:00

Here's one definition of a "party pooper:"

Slang. a person who hasn't the interest or vitality to participate actively in a social party and whose mood, attitude, or personality lessens others' enjoyment; killjoy. Dictionary.com

I love creating anagrams. I used to have so much fun trying to figure out how many words one could make out of particular letters until a party pooper friend brought the following Internet Anagram website to my attention, one of many websites that creates anagrams instantly. Terrific!

The other day my mother and I were trying to work out the Roman Numerals for 2,888 which is "MMDCCCLXXXVIII." The next day I came across a Roman Numeral and Date Conversion website which does it in moments. Thanks a lot, party pooper!

In fact, the Internet is nothing but a party pooper. There you are trying to remember some important fact. You let go and hope whatever it is will pop up sooner or later. Then you have a brilliant idea: Google it (or whatever search engine you prefer) and you receive your answer in an instant.

The biggest party pooper of all is God. God's ways are always effortless. The human way is the hard way. But then again, God doesn't force His way on us, it's up to us to choose whether we do things our way or the high-way.

Actually, I love that anagram website; it gives me so many choices. I love the fact that I have access to all that information on the Internet. Whether the information is correct is another matter. There are also times when I like trying to work things out until I get bored and call on the Party Pooper.

Party Pooper, help!

Enocia

Related articles: The Love Sensor; Rapport and Roman Numerals; I Have a Bone to Pick With You; The Path of Receiving; WWW.dot.God

It's Angel Day!

2006-09-15T14:27:00.000+01:00

On the bus I noticed these two American women looking at a map. I heard one asking the other if it was time to get off. I asked them where they were heading and they said the British Museum. I told them I'd let them know when to get off. One smiled and said, "You're an angel."

My friends said they were having fun exploring the museums as they don't have the old stuff back home in San Francisco. They'd been to Ireland, Scotland and now spending a few days in London. They talked about how London was very populated and wondered if it was the most populated city in the world.* I said I didn't know. Another woman behind us joined the conversation and she believed it was. She said that the area she lives in has changed recently because many more people have moved in. I asked her where she lived. Angel.

"You called me an 'angel' earlier," I said to my friends. "Here's someone who lives in Angel."

Later when I went home, I told my mother about the women I'd met on the bus. My mother said she'd watched a programme on television about antiques and the shops they focused on were based in Angel.

I'm having an angel day!

Enocia

* List of Cities by Population

Calm Down, Dears!

2006-09-15T12:58:00.002+01:00

I couldn't view any of my web pages earlier. It wasn't a network problem so I had a feeling it was a Blogger issue.

It was time to pray. I saw myself as Light and Blogger as part of that Light.

Next, I logged into "Blogger Help Group" to check if others were having the same problem. They were. I left a message quoting the film director, Michael Winner, whose catch phrase on a TV advert was: "Calm down, dear, it's only a commercial."

My message was:

"Calm down, dear friends, Blogger is only down. Blogger will fix it soon. Trust me, I'm a blogger."

Then I turned my attention to other matters. Soon I was able to view my web pages.

All is Light, including Blogger.

Enocia

The Love Sensor

2006-09-14T12:39:00.000+01:00

I have observed entrances to modern buildings have doors that open automatically. I believe the doors have sensors that scan when someone is outside of it. Lift doors must also have sensors that prevents people from being squashed.

I believe the Universe has a Love Sensor that senses everyone's needs and provides automatically. I believe all we have to do is be Love and let Love provide automatically, as was originally designed to do. The problem is we're so busy trying to make things work we're not letting the Love Sensor do Her job.

On a bus I had it in mind to get off at the penultimate stop so I could catch my other bus into town. I fell asleep during the journey. When I woke up I saw I had missed my stop and the next stop was going to be at the bus station. I've done this journey countless times. Every time I've fallen asleep I've always woken up just before my stop. Why did I miss my stop today? Why didn't you wake me up Universe? I had a feeling there was something the Universe wanted me to experience or witness.

When I got off the bus I decided to walk through the shopping centre. I went into a shop to browse. Then I felt a slight twinge signifying a desperate need to use the toilet. I thought I would wait till later but the urge was so strong I had to go. The toilets were next door. Just as I had finished I heard a man outside reminding us that it was 6 pm and the toilets were about to close. Wow, I had made it just in time! Thank you Universe for anticipating my needs so elegantly.

In another example, I was walking towards the bus stop. I was going to walk on the far left of the pavement but my legs seemed to have other ideas and walked on the right. It was then I realised that the entire left pavement had been cordoned off by the police. There were even several police officers hanging around the area. Thank you Love Sensor for guiding my path.

I trust in the Love Sensor.

Enocia

Being the Source

2006-09-14T10:39:00.000+01:00

1: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.
2: The same was in the beginning with God.
3: All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made.
4: In him was life; and the life was the light of men.
5: And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not. John 1: 1-4

One of my favourite pastimes is browsing at the bookshop. I love flicking through glossy magazines - mainstream and black; magazines about sci-fi programmes on television. I love browsing Mind, Body and Spirit books so I can keep up to date with who's who; and humorous books for obvious reasons. You won't catch me reading books or magazines about DIY, gardening, decorating or cooking. I used to read lots of fiction but I haven't in years. I used to love reading poetry at the Poetry Library but it's closed for refurbishment.

On the other hand, what has personal interest got to do with Love?

Yesterday evening I went to a park intending to go on a long walk. As soon as I started walking I no longer felt like walking. I went to my favourite bookshop instead where I knew I was going to have an experience but wasn't sure what. Maybe I was going to meet someone. I found a spare seat near the Mind Body Spirit section. I flicked through a magazine and browsed a book.

After a while I started people watching. I observed how customers were drawn to particular books. One woman caught my attention. One minute she looked flesh and blood the next she was light. Then the whole bookshop was transparent. I saw everything in the bookshop, the books, customers, furniture, everything, including myself, as rays of light coming from the one source that looked like the sun. Next, I was seeing from the perspective of the Source/Sun. I saw myself radiating infinite rays of love everywhere. In fact we were all the Source.

Then my vision went back to "normal" and I looked at the books on the shelf. How silly to think I only have a particular interest when I am in all books, all subjects, all interests.

This morning on the bus I practised seeing myself as the Source. As the bus drove by I could see myself in all, even areas of London I don't particularly find appealing. I was beaming out love indiscriminately. At one point the bus was stuck in traffic. I felt my rays in all cars, everywhere. As the bus finally moved on I could see there had been an accident. A paramedic was looking after the injured pedestrian lying on the road, while a police officer was directing the flow of traffic. How can there be so much hurt and pain when there is all this Love?

I am the Source of Love; we are all the Source of Love. Love is constantly pouring Her love. It is up to each of us to realise who we are as Love.

I am omnipresent Love.

Enocia

Related articles: Love is My Foundation; The Real Source of Energy; You are the Light of the World

Being Full of Self

2006-09-12T11:23:00.000+01:00

"Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fullness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore." (Psalm 16: 11

"Look around you and you see lots of empty spaces with buildings, people and nature occupying these spaces. Is what you are perceiving actually true? Space has no reality. How can that be? There is space all around. There is not a single place where Love is not. By Love, I mean the substance of the universe that gives rise to form. Since Love is everywhere, how can there be any space? Space is, therefore, a false belief." There is No Space

Yesterday I asked my mother if she feels like her real self.

"What do you mean?"
"Since you've been feeling aches and pains, do you feel the way you used to?"
"Well, I can't do the things I used to do," she said.
"Does it make you feel like you're less than who you are?"
"In a manner of speaking, yes, I do feel like I'm a lot less than I was."
"I see."
"Why do you ask?"
"I've just had an idea that's all about how people's beliefs make them seem to be less than they are," I said.

I believe there is no such thing as a mortal. Mortality is an illusion. Mortals believe in gaps, vacuums and space which are not real because all space is filled to capacity with Love and Good. When you believe in mortality, the illusion is so strong that "mortals" literally appear as the illusion. Babies are full of life, joy and beauty. Their bodies are so flexible and they bounce back from anything. As you grow older and feed into mortal beliefs in lack you appear to be leaking out your life force until one day your body drops dead. The real you, who is eternal life, is untouched by mortal beliefs; She is always perfect no matter what.

Imagine what you would feel like if you were 10 times more joyful than you are now. It would feel like being like a baby again.

Imagine what you would feel like if you were 50 times more joyful.

How about 1000 times more joyful?

Imagine how your real Self feels like. She is always full of Joy, Life, Beauty, Love, and Wisdom. In fact your real Self is God. God is full of God.

Instead of people complaining that they're feeling sick, miserable, in lack etc which are not real anyway because Love occupies all space, why not reverse the thought? Just know that you are full of Life. In other words, listen to the voice of your true self who is full of goodness.

Mortal thought: I am feeling miserable.
Real Self: I am full of joy.

Mortal thought: I am in lack.
Real Self: I am full of abundance.

Mortal thought: I have no idea what to do with my life.
Real Self; I am full of inspiration.

Mortal thought: I am afraid.
Real Self: I am full of love.

Mortal thought: I am only human.
Real Self: I am Love, Light, God.

There is a popular belief that someone who is full of himself has a big ego. I beg to differ. In my humble opinion, someone who is full of himself is full of his real Self.

I am full of mySelf and proud of it.

Enocia

Related articles: Being Adorable; There is No Space; Time, Space and Waiting; The Kingdom is Right Where You Are; You Already Know It All; Divine Love - A Gentle Reminder

Love is All There Is

2006-09-11T15:00:00.000+01:00

As I was waiting for a bus a man approached the bus stop.

"Have you been waiting long?" he said.
"No, only a few minutes."
"Looks like we've just missed one then," he said.
"Yeah, probably. There was no one here when I arrived," I said.
"Lovely day, isn't it? In fact every day is more wonderful than the last," he said.
"Yes, life is good."
"You look like a Christian, are you a Christian?" he said.
"No, I follow no religion, I just believe in God."
"Yes we don't have to follow a religion as long as we believe in God."
"That's right. What about you?"
"I'm a Roman Catholic."

I thought it was interesting that he'd used the word "Roman" as I had been thinking about Roman Numerals.

He talked about how sad he was about the wars and famines in the world and how he was always praying for them. He said people deserve to have food and not starve.

"We all deserve all the good life has to offer," I said.
"Yes, but they deserve it more."
"No one deserves anything more than others," I said. "We are all equal."

He pointed to my handbag and said he knew someone who had been mugged and I should have my bag crossed around my body just in case.

"I'm good, thank you. God is all around and looking after me," I said.
"Yes, God is love and everywhere but you still have to be careful," he said.
"You can't believe in Love and then be in fear," I said. "Either you believe in God or you don't. Thanks for your concern but I'm perfectly fine."

He smiled and was silent for a few moments.

"I bet you have a beautiful name. What's your name?"
"Enocia."
"That's a beautiful name and very unusual. Can you guess what mine is? It's a very popular name for English men."
"I don't know, John?"
"Close, it's actually James. You would have thought being Irish I would be called Patrick after our patron saint."
"James is a lovely name," I said.
"Thank you."

Soon my friend's bus arrived. Before he left he said, "Don't ever stop being your happy self."
"I won't. And you take care."

With a final wave, my friend got on his bus.

Love is all there is.

Enocia

Rapport and Roman Numerals

2006-09-11T13:57:00.000+01:00

There isn't a single person I don't have rapport with.

There was a time when I didn't know what I was meant to be doing. I did lots of different jobs in different industries. I was even offered employment as an administrator of a funeral directors, but I turned it down because I thought it was a dead-end job. So I've worked with all sorts of people. Every time I meet someone there's always something or many things we have in common.

What has Roman Numerals got to do with rapport?

At school I couldn't see the point in learning Roman Numerals. I thought the numbers we had were quite sufficient. What use is Roman Numerals to modern day living? The only time they come in useful is when you want to know what year a television programme was made: the year the programme was produced is usually written in Roman Numerals. Apart from that, who gives a toss?

Yesterday I discovered Roman Numerals can come in very handy when you want to be in rapport with someone. After my mother and I had finished watching something on television she made a comment about the year 2006 which is MMVI in Roman Numerals. She seemed to find them fascinating. Together we came up with the Roman Numerals for the year 2,888 which I knew would have many digits:

MMDCCCLXXXVIII

Wow, 14 digits long!

The Roman Numerals for the year 3,888 is:

Drumroll please....

MMMDCCCLXXXVIII

15 digits! Can't wait!

There I was thinking there was no point learning Roman Numerals and there was a reason all along - to help me bond with my mother.

I wonder how many Roman Numerals enthusiasts are going to read this article and get in contact with me? Hmmm! What's the Roman Numeral for zero, I wonder?

Like I said, there's not a single person I don't have rapport with even if it's over Roman Numerals.

Rapport is love.

I believe the One Love clothes HIMSELF in infinite forms so He can be in rapport with the many.

Enocia

Related articles: Be Like a Chair; Being in Rapport With All; What is Rapport?

That Loving Power

2006-09-09T10:34:00.000+01:00

At some point during my bus journey, I looked outside at the moving traffic. I felt the love of every motorist out there wanting the best for everyone else. I also felt the good intention of every passenger on the bus, every pedestrian, everyone. I knew I was feeling the loving power in the Universe that wants the highest good for all.

There is only one Power animating all life. This Power's will is for all to be in joy, peace, and live in abundance.

Enocia

Related articles: The Will to Do Good; Dear God, What is Your Will For Me?

Teleportation

2006-09-08T14:09:00.001+01:00

Just been chatting with a friend about his impending holidays. I asked him if I could stow away in his suitcase. I said on second thought with all the airport restrictions he would be lucky to be allowed a tooth brush let alone a large suitcase. My friend said he's had to buy a smaller hand luggage for his holidays.

We agreed that the way people's movements are being restricted these days, we all need to learn to teleport.

During our conversation, I read the following quote:

"When Thomas Edison worked late into the night on the electric light, he had to do it by gas lamp or candle. I'm sure it made the work seem that much more urgent." George Carlin

Hmmm! Looks like there are going to be lots of spontaneous teleportations purely out of necessity.

I believe the only way to get over an obstacle is to see yourself on the other side.

One to beam up!

Enocia

Love is My Foundation

2006-09-08T10:03:00.000+01:00

"The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the LORD is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?" (Psalm 27: 1)

Each of us has a built-in zoom lens that magnifies whatever our attention is focused on, which is then manifested as our life experiences. It is this faculty that enables us to experience one thing at a time. However, too much focus can appear to distort reality as I wrote in another article:

"For instance, while I was at college my campus was located near a park, or so I thought. I was so focused on college life I had reduced the park to a tiny area and magnified the campus as the whole park. It was only when I left college and started exploring the park that I realised how small the campus was in comparison to the whole park. My focus had distorted reality." The Way of No Way

Though my focus had distorted reality, it was necessary for me to only focus on college at the time; and I enjoyed every moment.

What if you're experiencing something unpleasant? You're so focused on what you're experiencing, you end up magnifying the experience in your imagination. To release the experience you're going to have to zoom out of that experience and focus on something else. But is there any guarantee that what you're now focusing on is going to be more pleasant than the last experience?

The only way to guarantee you're always in joy, peace, love, freedom no matter what is to make it so. What do I mean by "make it so?"

I believe it's important for me to always have a foundation, a core belief or principle, that supports me no matter what I'm experiencing. This foundation is what I refer to as Love or Love-Light.

Love is omnipresent. This means there is no time or place where Love is not present. And where there is only Love, what is there to be afraid of?

Next, I have to bring this principle of Love to life.

I see Life as a circle and this circle is divided into infinite segments like on a pie chart. The whole circle or pie is Love-Light and each segment represents a moment. The paradox of each moment is they are not equal and yet they are. One moment can last for a second, one for a few hours, another for months, and one for a lifetime. At the same time, no matter how long each moment lasts they are Love-Light.

This article I am working on now is a segment that I have magnified with my zoom lens to bring Love into manifestation. In another moment I will walk to the bus stop which will last only a few minutes, considerably shorter than the moment it's taking to write this piece, yet both moments are Love.

Love is my foundation. No matter what I am being, Love-Light is.

Enocia

Related articles: Love in Every Moment; The One Moment of Now is Like the Sun; The Way of No Way; Love is Always Present; I'd Rather Be Grateful, Thank You!; Where Do You Focus Your Attention?; The Director's Cut

How Many Times

2006-09-07T13:13:00.000+01:00

I observe acts of love everywhere.

How many times I have stepped on someone's foot on the bus only to have the passenger let it go.

How many times have people stepped on my foot and I have let it go.

How many times I've exchanged smiles with "strangers."

How many times I've let someone in front of me, or someone has let me in front of them.

How many times motorists have let me jay-walk across the road.

How many times people have treated me, and continue to treat me, with kindness.

How many times.

Love is everywhere.

Enocia

Beyond Appearances

2006-09-07T11:33:00.000+01:00

Buses in London have designated areas for passengers who are disabled, elderly, or for parents with young children. There are signs encouraging passengers to give up "designated" seats when there are passengers in need. It's all very well being compassionate but isn't "compassion" encouraging people to pass judgments?

On my bus journey home I had a seat that was not in a designated area. A woman came on the bus. She looked "elderly" then again I wasn't sure. I wondered if I should offer her my seat then I had second thoughts. What if I offer her my seat and offend her? The only thing to do is to see how I feel. Do I want to give up my seat or not? I simply wanted to relax and enjoy my journey so I closed my eyes and did just that.

A couple of months back when we were having a heat wave in London, an "elderly" woman sat next to me. I touched her hand and asked her how she was doing. She said she was perfectly fine. She told me she went to see the evangelist, Morris Cerullo, at Earls Court recently. She said it in such a matter of fact way as if I was supposed to know who she was talking about. I did. Years ago, a friend took me to a crusade by the same evangelist at the same venue. As neither of us were into religion, we thought it was boring and we didn't stay till the end. The lady said she enjoyed the crusade. She said to me "You live with your mother, don't you?" I said yes. We talked about life in general then I got off the bus. I see, an aspect of Self playing the role of an elderly lady.

A while back on a cold winter's day I was thinking to myself how cold I was. An "elderly" lady walked by and said to me "cold, isn't it?" When I looked back she'd disappeared. I ran to check whether she'd gone into the shop close by but she was nowhere to be seen.

I once saw another "elderly" looking woman on the bus who looked green underneath her skin. I did a double-take and she did look green. She caught me staring at her and I looked away. She got off soon after. Love takes all forms.

Of course there are "genuine" people who consider themselves old and disabled who expect to sit in those designated seats. I tend to avoid those areas and sit elsewhere.

Rather than judging people by appearances I prefer to go with my feeling. If I feel like offering my seat to someone, I do. If I feel like chatting to a passenger, I do. If I feel like closing my eyes and enjoying the journey, I do that too.

Similarly if a guy offers me his seat, I don't consider whether he thinks I'm a pathetic woman who needs to sit down, I graciously accept and enjoy the ride.

No matter what the appearances, love is all there is.

Enocia

Related articles: When Being Good is Not Enough; Appearances Can Be Deceptive; No Matter What the Appearances, Harmony Is; The Problem with Judging By Appearances

Networking

2006-09-07T10:28:00.000+01:00

There are two types of networking.

You could meet up at a venue where you hope to be introduced to like-minds. Sometimes you connect with people who share your interests and other times it seems like a lot of effort.

You could magnetise those who resonate with you effortlessly.

On my way to the local shops this morning I looked out for a man in the neighbourhood who usually says hello, but I couldn't see him. I also thought about another lady who lives round the corner. On my way back from the shops I bumped into her. She tells me I always uplift her so I make it a point to stop and say hello whenever I see her. I wished her a lovely day.

When I got home I chatted with my mother for a few minutes. I'm not that into fruits but for some reason I fancied a banana this morning. Then I walked to the bus station. Just as I arrived, I saw my bus leaving closely followed by another. Funny how I missed two buses in a row! Oh well, I'll just have to wait, won't I?

Another bus arrived but not the one I wanted. In the bus was the man I had looked out for earlier. He smiled and waved at me and I waved back. So that's why I was dithering at home and missed two buses just so I could see my friend. Isn't Love clever?

The other day just as I was getting on a bus I thought of something a friend had said earlier. Someone behind me called my name. It was the same friend. I told her I'd been thinking about her. My friend soon realised she had got on the wrong bus and got off at the next stop. Amazing how the power of Love had magnetised her to my bus.

I also find people who resonate with my experiences always find their way to my blogs, so I don't need to go looking for anyone.

I love networking the effortless way.

Enocia

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The Moon

2006-09-06T18:58:00.000+01:00

While I was walking home yesterday evening I noticed it was a full moon.

I pointed the moon to a passer-by. He took a moment to enjoy the moon's radiance and share my joy.

The moon represents our love, peace, wisdom and joy.

We are one.

Enocia

Related article: Heart of Gold

An Important Message to the World Wide Web

2006-09-06T17:52:00.000+01:00

While I was in the kitchen I felt something wriggling inside my jeans and up my legs. Whatever it was felt very ticklish. I shook my leg and down fell a spider. Hey, mate, what are you doing wriggling up my trousers?

It got me thinking about the introduction I wrote in my new Message Board:

You have now entered the Love is All There Is Zone.

Once I've caught you in my web of Love you cannot escape. Resistance is futile!

Is it possible the spider picked up on this message and was attracted to my "web of Love?" Was the spider trying to mate with me?

Look spider, I know we're made of the same Love stuff but I like to pretend I'm a lot more advanced than spiders. Off the top of my head, the only thing we have in common is the number 8: You have eight arms and my Soul name is Vector8. That's about it, mate.

This message goes out to all my arachnid friends on the world wide web. Please don't take my message on the board literally, I was only spinning a yarn, OK? I am also very ticklish so I would rather you didn't crawl inside my trousers.

I love you all.

Enocia

We are All Children of Light

2006-09-06T10:36:00.000+01:00

There is only Light. We are all children of Light.

Acknowledging and affirming that we are children of Light is not enough, however. We have to live as Light.

Every day we have daylight. At night we turn our electricity on for light. Even those who haven't got electricity use some form of light.

Similarly, we all have access to an infinite source of Light that we are meant to tap into. This Light is not only our source of love, peace, joy, wisdom, power, wholeness and goodness but can manifest as any human reality. But we have to remember to plug into this Light.

When we don't "switch" the Light on we become children of darkness who have forgotten who they are. We are living in fear, desperately trying to make things happen, looking for love, and trying to control our environment. The good news is the moment you turn to the Light, you revert to your true nature as a child of Light.

Here's one example when I forgot to "switch the Light" on.

Yesterday I gorged on some chocolates. After I'd finished I noticed my skin had flared up. Whether it was the chemicals or whatever I couldn't tell nor was I bothered. All I knew was that I needed to have Light to rejuvenate my skin. So I called on the Light to express through me as radiant skin. After a while my skin cleared up.

This means that calling on Light is an ongoing process. Every time I need to have an experience I have to call it down as Light first. It's a matter of getting into the habit of remembering that as a child of Light I am sustained only by Light and I experience only Light, no matter what forms the Light appears.

We are all children of Light who are meant to live as Light forever more. Or we can become children of darkness where fear, decay and death are our constant companions.

I am a child of Light.

Enocia

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Pieces of Vector8

2006-09-05T13:25:00.000+01:00

Years ago I felt a "calling" to share my experiences on the Internet. I didn't know why I had to I just knew it was imperative that I did.

It felt like I was trying to put pieces of a jigsaw puzzle together without having any clue as to what the final picture should look like. The only picture I really had to go by was faith, so I wrote the stories. I had no thought about whether anyone was reading these stories I simply wrote down my experiences.

Now it's all making sense as to the why.

Oh well, only another 1 million pieces to go.

Enocia

Heart of Gold

2006-09-05T12:37:00.000+01:00

On my way to the bus stop this morning, I thought about how we all have the one heart and soul. This soul is Love.

While I was sitting at the bus stop waiting for my next bus, I noticed a bendy-bus on the other side of the road was about to drive off when a lorry came by on the next lane at full speed. The lorry had to brake just in time. There was a loud bang at the back of the lorry.

"Bloody hell!" I said out loud.
"What's the rush?" a lady sitting beside me said. "All he had to do was wait for the bus."
"Yeah, only a few seconds. It's in his own best interest to have consideration for the bus driver," I said.
"My son is like that," the lady continued, "he's always in a hurry. I don't like getting in his car because he drives like a maniac."
"Really?"
"Yeah. He gets all worked up if someone drives really slow in front of him. He cuts in front of them and he's out of the car wanting to have a fight."
"You're kidding?"
"Nah! He's even got a bat in his car just in case."
"That's too much," I said laughing.
"You know Phil Mitchell in Eastenders?"
"Yeah," I said.
"Well, my son is the spitting image of Phil. He's even got his head shaved and lots of tattoo on his arms."

My friend was referring to the name of a villain called Phil Mitchell in the British TV soap. I haven't watched it in a long while so I'm not sure if Phil is still a villain, but he used to be.

I had a thought that her son was only using his character as a front; he was a real sweetheart.

"I know he comes across as hard but deep inside he has a heart of gold," my friend said.
"That's funny, I was just thinking the same thing," I said.

Just then I saw my bus arriving.

"Tell your son hello from me, and tell him to take care," I said.
"Will do," she squeezed my hand. "Bye, love."
"Nice talking to you."

I knew it! My friend's son is only playing the part of a villain. We both know we all share the one heart of Gold.

We are Gold.

Enocia

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Love Operating System (LOS)

2006-09-04T16:23:00.000+01:00

The other day my friend was talking how much chemicals there are in food and beauty products. She asked me if I would be interested in trying out some new products that claim to be free from chemicals and give my opinion. I declined. I said while I use beauty products, I don't buy into their programmes.

What do I mean by not buying into their programmes?

Well there are many programmes.

Chemicals are programmes.
Additives and preservatives are programmes.
Labels are programmes.
Directions on products are programmes.
Advertisements are programmes.
Beliefs are programmes.
All human identities are programmes.
DNA is a programme.
Emotions and feelings are programmes.
Thoughts are programmes.

We are the sum-total of many programmes running simultaneously at a subconscious level. Many of these programmes are conflicting programmes. Take how many conflicting beliefs there are about foods. One minute something is supposed to be good for you then it isn't. Every so often there is a new food fad or beauty product that's all the rage and the sheep mentality rushes to the shops only to agree to disagree.

Surely, you're still part of the system otherwise you wouldn't still be using beauty products and makeup.

Yes, I agree. I do still use beauty products such as toothpaste, hair gel, shampoo and conditioner, skin conditioner and makeup. I even use household products.

Surely these products have been programmed too?

Yes they have. And I know I can't get away from these programmes. What I can do is overwrite these programmes.

How?

Let's say you want to update the software you have on your computer with a brand new version without changing the hardware. You could either delete the old software and replace it with the new one or you could simply download the updated software which will overwrite the old.

Similarly, instead of fighting with conflicting programmes why not download the Love Programme that will overwrite all other programmes with Love. Now everything you are experiencing is a Love Operating System or LOS.

How does one download the Love Programme?

For me, the Love Programme is knowing that I have access to infinite Light which I have to tap into on an ongoing basis. In my mind's eye, I see Light coming down like rain. In other words, I'm always updating my hardware with new software.

So my friend is right - foods do have lots of chemicals. Nutritionists are right - there are too many additives and preservatives in foods. I have no argument with anyone; everyone has a point.

I am not concerned about the many programmes but the only one programme - Love.

I am a programme working under the LOS - Love Operating System.

Enocia

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It's Autumn! What a Mess!

2006-09-04T13:04:00.001+01:00

The trees look so beautiful in autumn, all those leaves changing colours.

It would be so wonderful if the leaves could change colours and stay on the trees. Why do they have to be dumped on the ground and make such a mess?

It's so frustrating to sweep the front of the house only to have more leaves appear. I feel so sorry for road sweepers; it's a thankless job. Then again, if there was nothing to sweep they wouldn't have jobs, would they?

Hmmm! I wonder if the trees are government agents? Do you see where I'm going with this? Trees dump their leaves; road sweepers sweep leaves off the streets and get paid for their services; sweepers pay taxes to the government; and government gives trees backhanders by promising that they can grow back their leaves for spring.

On the other hand, you could argue that the trees don't ask us to sweep the leaves. They're just doing what they're doing.

As for whether the trees are doing what comes naturally or whether they're working as agents for the government, that I cannot tell. One thing I know is that the God I believe in, that which is unchanging, never created seasons. There is only the one light expressing the wonder in infinite colours. If a tree wants to appear in a different light (pun very much intended), it becomes that light. In Reality everything is always in perfect order. There are no leaves being dumped on the roads and therefore no need for road sweepers or governments. Only when you want to experience the changing of the seasons and temperature do you find yourself in a reality such as earth, with a human body, human sensations, and human hard labour.

Please don't let me stop you from enjoying the Fall!

Enocia

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Love Dissolves Grudges

2006-09-03T12:35:00.002+01:00

During an exchange I was having with a friend at a now defunct forum, I wrote:

"In the dream, Paddy, everyone has a grudge against everyone else."

A few hours later on the bus home, two young women caught my attention. They were discussing relationships, music and socialising. I made out they were undergraduate students. One said she was hoping to be a music journalist. However, these were no ordinary young women - they were "little people"; at least that's how I heard them describe themselves, which I presume is the political correct way of referring to a "dwarf." One talked about how she would love to have kids and has discussed this with a friend but he said he didn't want to bring other "little people" into the world. I got the impression they mostly socialised with other "little people."

Without taking into account the women's appearances, they sounded like most people with their hopes, dreams and beliefs. They were even speaking disparagingly about someone else, as people do. You know, little people belittling other little people.

It's interesting that no matter what social group people find themselves in the human dream, everyone dumps on every one else.

In the human dream there are many different identities with their own grudges. Men against women; men against men; women against women; family member against family member; family against family; adults against kids; kids against kids; friend against friend; black against white; white against white; black against black; heterosexuals against heterosexuals; heterosexuals against gays and lesbians; gays against lesbians; gays against gays; lesbians against lesbians; able-bodied against disabled; working class against working class; working class against middle class; middle class against middle class; middle class against upper class; educated against uneducated; professional against unemployed; religion against religion; philosophical belief against philosophical belief; police against state; politicians against leaders; politicians against politicians; politicians against citizens; media against celebrities; media against metrosexuals; media against truth; culture against culture; nation against nation; man against animals; man against nature; man against self; and so it goes on.

Speaking of which, while I was studying Women Studies at university, the introductory module was divided into 10 topics where each topic focused on a strand of feminism such as Liberal Feminism and Radical Feminism. The last topic about Black Feminism turned everything on its head. Black feminists argued that they faced a dilemma: should they take a stand against ALL men to fight sexism; or should they stand with black men and fight against racism? Other black feminists maintained there was racism within Feminism: black feminist contributions were either being marginalised or ignored.

Poor white feminist students! There they were thinking they'd got Feminism sorted only to realise that Feminism is a lot more complicated than they realised. In other words, Feminism is another example of the human dream where one group has a grudge against another.

So how do you get out of the dream of having a grudge against another?

You could try and change the dream. Little people could grow taller and look like "normal" people. There may even be medical techniques available to extend people's limbs. Otherwise, you could pray for a miracle. I've heard testimonies about people whose limbs have grown. Somehow I don't believe fixing the dream will end grudges. If you've still got the mentality of inferiority or superiority, you're bound to dream up something else to have a grudge about.

I would say go beyond the dream to where we are all one. It is Love that unifies us. For example, one of the "little people" on the bus said her favourite singer was Björk (pronounced Byok). I happen to love Björk whose songs are very unique. Björk also comes across as someone who is being true to herself. I started humming the chorus to a Björk track called "Venus as a Boy."

He believes in beauty
He's venus as a boy

I was still humming the song when I got off the bus. I'm humming it now.

Beyond all appearances and identities we are all the one Love.

Love dissolves all grudges.

Enocia

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I Have a Bone to Pick With You!

2006-09-02T15:42:00.000+01:00

After I had been eating some fried fish I felt a bit of bone stuck in between a tooth and gum. I tried to dislodge with my tongue but it wouldn't budge. I tried my finger, but it stayed put. I tried and I tried and it still wouldn't come out. There was only one thing to do, pray.

"God, please get the bone out."

Next thing I knew the bone was lying flat against the tooth. Effortless!

I must remember to pray about everything.
I must remember to pray about everything.
I must remember to pray about everything.
I must remember to pray about everything.
I must remember to pray about everything.

Thank you God!

Enocia

Music to My Ears

2006-09-02T12:36:00.000+01:00

A few years ago I went through a phase when I was constantly receiving songs in my head and even in my dreams. I would receive lyrics that fitted the song perfectly. I found these songs very uplifting, which I needed at the time. The only snag was, as I couldn't write music nor was I motivated to learn, I ended up forgetting the songs; not that they were ever complicated. Here's one I wrote, at least here are the lyrics: God Is. It's a pity you can't sing along with me.

Everything exists as pure energy which one can experience directly. However, in order to enjoy an experience in a human way, you need to have the equivalent human faculty. While I can channel music from Source, it seems I'm not able to share it with others as I'm not equipped with the necessary skills.

How many wonders are seeking expression but I'm too pig-headed to train the instrument? I could be writing successful musicals like Andrew Lloyd Webber if only I could be bothered to learn music. I could be a Nobel scientist if only I could train myself to think scientifically. Why, oh, why can't I stop being so self-willed?

Actually, there's no need for me to train the instrument to share the treasures of the Universe. Just as I can pick up music and enjoy it for what it is, so can everyone. There's nothing stopping one who is receptive to music to express it in a human form and share with like-minds.

I believe the Music of the Spheres, the Soul, have infinite ways of expressing self: music is one such channel, as is writing. Aha! Writing is one way I express and share Music!

I love Music, don't you?

Enocia

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Love Takes All Forms

2006-09-02T12:00:00.000+01:00

I went to church last night. Actually, it was more for my mother's benefit. She was invited to a prayer vigil organised by a particular evangelist church, and I thought I would keep her company.

They were praying and singing non-stop for about 4 hours and the service finished at around 4 am this morning. I mostly sat and meditated with my eyes closed. During the pastor's sermon, she made a comment about some people who come to pray but their "weak" flesh makes them fall asleep. Little did she know I was fully alert. I prefer to pray in silence, not scream and shout about it.

It's curious that they prayed against Islam, which they see as anti-Christ. Hmmm!

Another thing I found interesting was their approach to Christianity. While they worship Jesus as their God, the pastor's teaching had nothing to do with Jesus' teaching "resist not evil" but to defend and attack. She spoke a lot about demonic attacks and for people to protect themselves with the Fire of the Holy Spirit. Then, horror or horrors, the pastor called me and my mother to the front and asked the congregation to pray for us. I figured I might as well go along with it as I knew I am always in Love's presence anyway. One man made a great show of removing something from my head, as if he thought I was possessed or something. Maybe I needed to be exorcised from the demon that makes you fall asleep when you are supposed to be praying.

The good news is we got a lift from a visiting pastor who just happened to live about a mile from us. I love it when a plan comes together.

I told my mother that as interesting as the visit was, I have no intention of repeating that experience. She wasn't that surprised. I have a feeling it's not my mother's scene either as she is a Methodist and they don't do vigils.

Love takes all forms.

Enocia

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Switch it Off!

2006-09-01T12:16:00.001+01:00

It's interesting how technology has blurred the private and public sphere. What used to be considered private (or appeared to be) such as telephone conversations have now become public in the use of mobile phones. As we are all very adaptable, we've learned how to switch off from mobile phone conversations in the public and escape to our private worlds. There are the odd occasions when we're drawn out of our worlds to have fun as happened yesterday evening on my bus ride home.

A passenger came on and was speaking to the bus driver. The driver didn't realise his microphone was on and that their conversation was being heard by everyone on the bus. A few of us found this rather amusing. The passenger had lost his wallet and was asking if it had been handed in. At one point the driver asked for his telephone number. I said to my fellow passengers: "Get out your pens everyone." Someone finally told the bus driver their private conversation was very much public.

I believe mobile phones are very useful tools in terms of helping people to connect. If like me you don't fancy listening to people's conversation, it's a perfect opportunity to cultivate inner peace.

It's all good, except when you're a bus driver with your mike on.

Switch if off, mate!

Enocia

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