tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-140183212012-01-01T12:02:20.589ZBEHOLD, <a href="http://www.reelclassics.com/Musicals/MaryPoppins/marypoppins.htm">MARY POPPINS</a> LIVETH IN ME.Enocia Josephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943noreply@blogger.comBlogger1581100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14018321.post-75003282209511625892005-10-08T18:00:00.000+01:002007-12-04T16:27:32.455Z

For new articles go to Infinite Life, Infinite Joy.With love,Enocia

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Dear readers,Following is a list of all articles in this blog in alphabetical order.For my current and previous blogs see My Other Blogs.Love and gratitude to Ben Gilberti for designing the fractal.Unless otherwise stated, all articles are copyright © 2005-2012 Enocia Joseph. You have my permission to copy and distribute articles for personal use only. Please include the link to the particular

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The other day I watched Britain's Next Top Model. The girls are invited to meet a top casting agent where they have to do a mock-audition for an ice cream commercial. Their brief is to look sexy and animalistic while enjoying the ice cream. One model, who is also studying for her PhD, is not happy with the brief. Her audition goes badly. The model receives, what she considers to be, harsh

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For me, nature is symbolic of the One.When I contemplate the qualities I see in nature, I am acknowledging these qualities in me for the One is the same One in all.I could wax lyrical about the qualities I have observed, but I'm going to list them instead. In no particular order, they are:TimelessnessBeautyStillnessExpansionSuperabundanceOpennessFreedomSupplyInfinityBoundlessness(I shall add more

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"Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. But his delight is in the law of the LORD; and in his law doth he meditate day and night." (Psalm 1: 1-2)I'm on a bus ride travelling during rush hour. I'm contemplating our true wealth. No, I don't mean the stuff of modern society but the substance of

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"The kingdom of heaven is at hand." (Matthew 10: 7)The world we live in is wealthy beyond belief. Each of us is more wealthy than we would ever dream of. This wealth is right in front of us. What is this wealth? Have you ever wondered about the amount of creative intelligence needed to sustain the world we live in? What about all the energy used to keep us in health, and the energy we use to

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Last night on a bus ride home, this woman got on. She was carrying this long and flat package, at least it looked that way to me. The bus driver asked her whether it was a mirror and she said yes. He told her to be careful. She and her friend sat a few seats in front of me. At one point the driver stopped the bus and asked the lady to swap seats. He said "The mirror could fall on someone's head

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Did your parents ever say to you, There is no such word as "can't." If they did, they were so right.I can't do this. Says who? You can do anything you just choose not to do it. Besides, when you use the word "I" you are calling on the power of the One I Am in all. You are saying the One "I" cannot, which is immensely powerful. What you believe the "I" cannot do you cannot do.Can't disempowers

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"When you make the two one, and when you make the inner as the outer and the outer as the inner and the above as the below, and when you make the male and the female into a single one, so that the male will not be male and the female not be female, when you make eyes in the place of an eye, and a hand in the place of a hand, and a foot in the place of a foot, and an image in the place of an image

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"So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it." (Isaiah 55: 11) Have you ever had an experience when things seem to go wrong only to discover it was all in divine order? I had such an experience yesterday.I'm on my way to the library to do some work. At the

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"Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all ye lands. Serve the LORD with gladness: come before his presence with singing. Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name." (Psalm 100: 1, 2, 4)Do you moan about how awful your life is and wish it would change for the better? Are you grateful for what you have now?In the film,

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After I had put on foundation cream on my face this morning it suddenly occurred to me that the skin tone on my face was a shade darker than on my neck and the rest of my body. Hmmm! I need to change my foundation to a shade lighter. How come I haven't noticed this before? I guess I've got used to wearing this shade because that was my skin tone. Oh well, at least I've noticed it now. The same

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As I've been writing about focusing my attention only on what I want, I feel it is time to take a trip down memory lane. This is a poem I wrote a while back about an experience I had when I was a wee lass, in my early twenties.Nothing's changed there then. Oh joy!Lots of love,EnociaBe Careful What You Wish ForI once shared a house with a beautiful girlWhom we all thought should be a modelShe was

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"Never look at that which you do not wish to experience. No matter what the false condition may be, it must be refuted. The proper kind of a denial is based upon the recognition that, in reality, there is no limitation, for Mind can as easily make a planet as an acorn. The Infinite knows no difference between a million dollars and a penny. It only knows that IT IS." (p. 186)"Never limit your view

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Yesterday morning I went to the library to do some work and noticed it was closed with a sign on the door. Just as I was about to read the sign I saw a bus approaching so I decided to take it into town. In the bus was a dear friend I haven't seen in over a year. The amazing thing was I only thought of her the day before. I was so happy to see her. She said she was on her way to a local art

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The following is the lyrics to a song I wrote a while back. Sorry I can't download the melody from my head to the computer screen. Maybe one day I'll record it properly. Lots of love,EnociaGOD ISGod is PowerGod is WillGod is Love andGod is PeaceGod is WisdomIn your Heart it's trueGod is speaking to youGod is BeautyGod is StrengthGod is Life andGod is HealthGod is AgelessLooking after youGod is

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In the UK we have a saying in response to a question that cannot be answered, "How long is a piece of string?" (see meaning) Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live as your infinite Self? Come to think of it, can you cope with infinity? In the West there is superabundant clothes, shoes, food, things, stuff. When I'm in Oxford Street in London, I marvel at how much stuff there is.

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We are all travelling companions supporting one another on our journeys. Sometimes we are conscious of this and sometimes we are not. Here is one such example that happened yesterday.My friend and I have been exchanging emails about my purpose and why I write. Here's what my friend wrote in response to my email:"This is a great line:'What I am passionate about is self-realisation, inspiring

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The thing about life is we are always right. If you think the world is a dangerous place, you attract experiences that validate your beliefs. The more experiences you have, the more they reinforce your beliefs about the universe being dangerous, which end up being your truth. And the more you're right.Earlier today, I discussed a particular bus route with my mother which she says is always

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So I'm living in the Now. Right where I am there it the totality of all that I am. However....Suspense....More suspense....Hehehe.My Now can be as expanded as infinity or as blinkered as blinkered is. What do I mean? Best way is by example on another bus ride, surprise, surprise.Halfway through my bus journey yesterday evening, the bus driver told us he was going no further because the driver,

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In the last article, I wrote that what you focus your attention on magnifies. Here are a few more examples.When I'm on the Internet, I tend to have several pages open at once: my email, my blog, and other sites. While I focus on one thing at a time, I'm also aware when not to focus on something. For instance, I have found that if I'm downloading something or opening an attachment, it seems to

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I have noticed that when I am looking at something, there is a light aura around it. As I focus on the object the light around it expands. More on this later.Picture this. You open a book to read and instead of finding words on the page like you're used to, you see a block of letters. Allyoucanseeisjumbledwords (All you can see is jumbled words). It would be totally meaningless. You would have to

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Imagine someone has bought you something and you are very grateful. How do you feel? When I imagine this, I feel immense joy, but then again I also feel immense love. Come to think of it, I also feel blissful. Bliss is joy is love; it makes no difference really. These feelings of joy, bliss and love are the equivalent of acknowledging that I am grateful. Have you noticed that when you are really

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In a previous article, I wrote:"God is man in flesh now. God is a human being now." God in FleshI now want to clarify what I mean by flesh.In every way I feel very much human. My skin feels like most people's and I can feel hot or cold, but there is a slight difference. Though I appear to be in flesh, I am not flesh. What feels like flesh is nothing but God-substance. When I am still I feel my

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"And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God." (Job 19: 26)"And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,) full of grace and truth." (John 1: 14)About two weeks ago I had a dream; well it was more of a waking dream as I was very aware of being asleep and awake at the same time. I

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If you've ever set up a blog, a website or registered on a forum, you are always asked to choose a login ID. Your ID could be your name, a character from a movie, anything. The computer doesn't care, just choose an ID.The ID is your passport to enter that reality so you can play the game. You are now playing a character in the drama you're involved in. The ID is your mask. You can project any

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When I was a child I had ginger hair. It wasn't the norm in those days for black people in Africa to have ginger hair; I was living in Sierra Leone at the time. My nickname at school was "Ginger." I hated my hair colour and so wanted to have black hair.I tried all sorts of pomades and hair creams to make my hair go black. In time, my hair got darker, not quite black, but almost black. I figured

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Isn't it interesting how we refer to ourselves as human beings? As you can see, there are two parts - "human" and "being." Most of us tend to focus more on the "human" part with its diverse points of views and ignore the "being." The "being" is what makes us realise ourselves as the Infinite/Self/Universe/the One. My purpose is to live as a true human being i.e. have life experiences that

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"The only way to pass any test is to take the test. All tests on every level are always repeated one way or another until you pass." ("Mutant Message Down Under" by Marlo Morgan)Have you noticed how blissful babies are? They don't have to worry about a thing because all their needs are taken care of as if by magic. They have no concept as to how a food is prepared or where his mother got the food

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"Messages, it seems, are placed in my world by the Holy Spirit, loved ones passed on, the Angels, my Guides, and even by my own subconscious (which the Course says induces miracles).[...]"Sometimes these messages simply arrive in my mind, suddenly, unexpected, and with a synchronicity that focuses all my attention. And other times they appear as signposts along my way." Messages, by JeanetteMy

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Last night, in my dreams, I heard the song Sweet Freedom being played over and over again. I happen to love the song and the lyrics is wonderful.Message received loud and clear.Sweet FreedomMichael McDonaldNo more runnin' down the wrong roadDancin' to a diff'rent drumCan't you see what's goin' onDeep inside your heartAlways searchin' for the real thingLivin' like it's far awayJust leave all the

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Yesterday evening while I was in town, I walked by an American couple. I heard the woman mention Mary Poppins. I told her that Mary Poppins was my favourite film of all time. She said they were on their way to see the play. They asked me if I knew where the theatre was. I pointed the way, which was only round the corner.How fantastic is that? Only one word describes this experience and it's

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"The LORD taketh my part with them that help me: therefore shall I see my desire upon them that hate me." (Psalm 118: 7)"I will go before thee, and make the crooked places straight." (Isaiah 45: 2)I was deep in sleep this morning, having pleasant dreams, when a car alarm went off outside. I woke up and looked at the clock. It was time to get up. I was so grateful to the car alarm for waking me up

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A few days ago on a bus ride, I noticed a passenger with polka dots on his jacket. Then I saw several passengers with polka dot jackets. What's going on? Is polka dot back in fashion? I had another look and realised I had been watching passengers through a polka dot glass panel. It made for a fun bus journey.Now, that polka dot glass panel is the equivalent of one's way of perceiving the world,

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"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." Confucius"You will always receive help within a second of a prayer. To recognize the help, you must see everything in your life that second on as a part of the answer to your prayer." (Invisible Acts of Power by Caroline Myss)"And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear." (

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"Who would stand before a blackboard, and pray the principle of mathematics to solve the problem? The rule is already established, and it is our task to work out the solution. Shall we ask the divine Principle of all goodness to do His own work? His work is done, and we have only to avail ourselves of God's rule in order to receive His blessing, which enables us to work out our own salvation."

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There is only one Universe yet there are infinite ways of experiencing the one Universe. Each of us is telling stories from our own perspective. In other words, there is only me in my Universe; and only you in your universe. The stories you tell of the Universe reflects your core beliefs. A novelist chooses whether to tell a story from one protagonist's point of view, or from multiple points of

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A while back, a dear friend sent me an email as follows"True to the music, true to you."A poem, write a poem kid, write as fast as you can, make noise, make sound." It really spoke to me. I love it. Thank you JS.While I am here to play the game of life, I am also very aware that I must be true to who I am. The game of life is like a multicoloured jumper. Many different colour wools have been used

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The human way is one is always responsible for one's actions. Good or bad, you reap what you sow. If one expects to suffer consequences from one's actions, one suffers the consequences.Whatever you're going through doesn't negate the truth that Grace is always present. What is Grace? Grace is Love that is beyond thoughts of good and evil.You could be the most read scholar, you could have studied

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My mother tells me when I was four years old, my mantra was"I am a clever girl.""I am a beautiful girl."I used to say that a lot to my beloved uncle who doted on me. He thought I was really funny.That four year old self always knows but she hasn't had experiences of that knowing. I can hear her voice within me.She is the playful me.She is ever joyful.She lives in her imagination.She loves.She is

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"Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect." (Matthew 5: 48)"Beyond the material illusion though, is the pure awareness and experience of God’s love. Your true-self is in this experience right now, as is your client’s true-self. When we give psychic readings, we "read" the ego. If your client or deceased loved one fully lived in a true-self state, your reading

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Love motivates me. My purpose for being is to love. Love keeps me on the beam; love keeps me connected to humanity and all life.There was a time when I was really depressed and thought of suicide a lot. I was looking for love, wanting someone to love me. I lived with people and still felt alone. I hated my job. I didn't feel connected to my family. It was as if I was all alone on this planet.

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"While I was conducting experiments to make 'spineless' cacti," he continued, "I often talked to the plants to create a vibration of love. 'You have nothing to fear,' I would tell them. 'You don't need your defensive thorns. I will protect you.' Gradually the useful plant of the desert emerged in a thornless variety." Luther Burbank -- A Saint Amidst the RosesIt's been a hard habit to kick this -

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So many love songs have been and continue to be written about that one perfect Love that will love you no matter what. Seems to me song writers are writing about our one true Love - Self - the greatest love of all. Here are a few examples of what I mean."Since, since we've been togetherLoving you foreverIs what I needLet me be the one you come running toI'll never be untrueLet's, let's stay

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Intention is the equivalent of having a mission statement. A comedian has an intention to make people laugh and will use any tools he can to achieve this. Granted, not everyone will find him funny but that doesn't take away from his intention of wanting to make others laugh. Even if he got one person to laugh out loud, his goal would have been accomplished.The intention of this website is

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"And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper." (Psalm 1: 3)Being Self is like a tree with its roots firmly planted in Divine Love.I like to imagine myself as a grid of Light that is flowing through my body. When I'm standing up or sitting down, I imagine myself

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Go into any bookshop and you will see books galore about how people achieve mastery over various disciplines such as business, entertainment, sports, education, leadership etc. Experts in their fields share their experiences in the hope that readers will be able to accomplish what they have achieved. These books are teaching how to model another's experience.Years ago I studied NLP (Neuro

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Last night I watched a Christian TV programme with my mother that was celebrating the 10th anniversary of the channel. The founders claim to have been guided by God to move from South Africa to set up a Christian channel in the UK to attract 1 billion souls to Christianity. The founders talked about the trials of raising money and fighting the cynicism of the mainstream media. Against all the

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I am sitting in a bookshop browsing. All but one of the comfy chairs are occupied. A man turns up, drops a book on the empty chair and heads off somewhere. After a few minutes a woman appears and asks whether the empty chair is taken. A man on the next chair says it’s free but I tell the woman I saw a man dump his book on the chair signifying he intends to sit on it. The woman walks away to

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Life for me is about being my real Self. Every moment gives me the opportunity to be my real Self that is loving, peaceful, joyful, funny, witty, wise, creative, an absolute genius. In truth I have only one Self yet this Self has split into innumerable selves where every moment or experience gives rise to a self. It would seem as if these selves are in conflict but are they? Time to resolve any

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Land of Hope and Glory,Mother of the Free,How shall we extol thee,Who are born of thee? Land of Hope and GloryIt's one of those scorching days. I'm spending the late afternoon and evening walking in a park. I head for a lonely spot underneath a tree. I sit down to have a rest. I can see something wriggling about in another tree. Is it a snake? Of course not, there are no snakes here. Aha, it's a

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The other day on my walk, I came across lots of blackberries ripe for the picking. I gorged myself to my satisfaction. They were delicious. At one point the prickly stems stung the back of my hand. I refused to accept that something so delicious and good could harm me in any way. My hand stopped hurting and I continued picking blackberries. I even took some home to my mother.Why do we continue to

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One of my favourite films is The Truman Show, which I watched again recently. It is about a man called Truman who has been living in a reality TV show all his life without realising this. His wife, parents, friends, colleagues and acquaintances are all actors. The climatic changes and nature are all special effects. Slowly, Truman begins to suspect that all is not as it seems. He remembers a

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Everything is formed by consciousness.Before a baby is born into this world he seems to be protected from the world's beliefs but that is not strictly true. The beliefs of the parents play a huge part. The parents probably believe in what doctors have to say about child development. There are innumerable books out there about what a mother should eat, exercises she should do, etc. So the mother

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"Nyoshul Khenpo Rinpoche saidProfound and tranquil, free from complexity,Uncompounded luminous clarity,Beyond the mind of conceptual ideas;This is the depth of the mind of the Victorious Ones.In this there is not a thing to be removed,Nor anything that needs to be added.It is merely the immaculateLooking naturally at itself." (The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, by Sogyal Rinpoche)There is a

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Have you ever noticed that what you love is multiplied?When I have a passion about something it is because of the love I have for whatever it is. Last week when I went to do the grocery shopping I considered getting another breakfast cereal. Then I thought, why should I stop eating what I love? I love Weetabix cereal. I picked up the box of 24 I usually get and noticed they were giving away

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Love lifted me! (even me)Love lifted me! (even me)When nothing else could help,Love lifted me! Love Lifted MeIt's a curious thing. The moment I get out of the house I feel this terrible itch around my neck. It's as if I've come out of my sanctuary at home to a world at war with itself. I seem to register the collective thoughts and emotions of humanity as pins and needles which can feel very

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I find the fastest way for me to feel uplifted and be the Love that I Am is through music. Two of the songs which give me goose bumps are Donna Summer's classic I Feel Love and Celine Dion's My Heart Will Go On. It is a combination of the words and the song.I wrote recently that Self gave me the Madonna's song tune Dress You Up to uplift me to my real Self. I also love Madonna's Like a

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The purpose of my life is to be the Love that I Am.I am the Love that I Am regardless of what is going on in the world.I don't need to put myself in a situation to learn lessons, I am simply here to shine my Light.I see all my experiences, that we collectively agree as the past, as frozen images on a film reel. I can replay the scenes with the intention of shining my light on all frames. I bless

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The following excerpts, from The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, are reminders of who I am.This self-originated Rigpa, which from the very beginning was never born, Is the child of Rigpa, which is itself without any parents – how amazing! The self-originated wisdom has not been created by anyone – how amazing! It has never experienced birth and has nothing in it that could cause it to die – how

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The spiritual path seems to be about being one's true Self and realising that everything is and of Spirit. You hear of people who say they've been following a teaching or practising a discipline for x amount of years and still not close to realising Self or being who they are. I know from experience that one has to continue practising being Self no matter what. The more I focus on who I am,

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I've heard about anonymous meeting groups for various types of addiction. What if there was one for love addiction. What would it be like?Coordinator: Welcome everyone. It’s good see you all and some new faces. This is a support group for people going through various symptoms of love addiction. It is also confidential so I ask that everything you hear in this meeting is kept confidential. Anyone

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The all powerful, loving, and all knowing, unconditioned Self is my true Self and identity. When I call out for help, I am actually calling out to the all-knowing Me.The way I see it, being Self is like having a clear reception of my favourite radio station. While I'm focused on this station, there are many other radio stations still going on. The other stations are the equivalent of old beliefs

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The One is like a book that has been published infinite times. Each of us has and is the exact same copy of the master-copy, yet it has been tailored to meet your current needs.You want it in English, French, German, Italian, Japanese, Mandarin, Russian, Spanish, Greek, or any language in the world and universe, you've got it.You want it in large or small print, you've got it.You want it in hard

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"Get busy Living, or get busy Dying." The Shawshank Redemption Thank you for stopping by.I am taking time out. Might be gone a day, a week, a month...but I'll be back.All the very best,Enocia

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Continuing from the last blog, There is Only One Power.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.

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"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

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Last night while I was having a bath I felt what one would describe as rash on my back, neck and shoulder blades. The thought that came to mind was "Nothing. It is nothing." I had fun exploring the texture of the rash compared to the rest of my skin. After I had finished having a bath I gave it no further thought. This morning, I noticed the rash has disappeared.I have been thinking of

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I was thinking about how to express the difference between living in the Now and experiencing time. Then I had this idea of creating a dialogue between a man called Sam and his Inner Voice (V)[Sam is speaking to his wife on the phone.]Sam: Babes, I've just booked our holiday on the Internet. One month and Jamaica, here we come! See you later. Love you babe.Sam: [Sitting in front of his computer

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"I wish to open a current account," you say."How much would you like to deposit?" the bank cashier says."Er, nothing.""I'm afraid we can't open an account with no amount.""Why not? Why can't I have an account with no money?""Because it is our policy to save money.""Well, that is a stupid policy." You stomp angrily out of the bank.You send an email to everyone announcing your wonderful new

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It was quite dark this morning when I woke up. It was pelting it down outside. As I didn't fancy walking in the rain, I asked that the rain stop when I am ready to go out. Hang on, that's not right! There is no need to wait, everything is now. I thanked the Universe for dry weather now. My mother was also getting ready to go out. She was checking the television for the weather forecast. I heard

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Oneness is not sameness. Each of us is the One, yet each of us is unique. Our uniqueness is like asking different people to describe the same event without embellishment. Everyone will describe the event in their own way. While their descriptions may have similarities, the way they construct their sentences will be different. Some people might even prefer to write songs or music about the event,

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"When you make the two one, and when you make the inner as the outer and the outer as the inner and the above as the below, and when you make the male and the female into a single one, so that the male will not be male and the female not be female, when you make eyes in the place of an eye, and a hand in the place of a hand, and a foot in the place of a foot, and an image in the place of an image

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One thing I know about the One in All, Universe, God, Divine Energy, Love, is that He is unconditioned and unfathomable. If you think you’ve got Him sussed, think again.Last night while I was in bed I pondered about God consciousness. Suddenly, I had a feeling of being lifted and merged with some Power. I could no longer feel my body. It was as if I'd merged into a cloud that seem to occupy the

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"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy." William Shakespeare It's two days ago and I am travelling on a bus, as per usual. At one stop I notice passengers entering through the back door instead of the front door. Curious. Aha, the front doors won't open. The driver gets out of his cubicle and tries the manual button, but the doors still won't

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As humans we know ourselves. Even when we know we can be a lot more, we know what feels right for us at any moment and what doesn't work. What happens when you are having an experience you feel doesn't resonate with you? You stop it, right?Over the last couple of weeks I have been getting repeated thoughts telling me to be open as I am attracting people who want to know more about my path, some

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Here’s a tip.If you ever find yourself feeling fearful, fretting, not focusing on the present, panicking about the future, just say these three little words: "I Love You."I’ve been practising this for quite some time now. It started off with the words just popping up into my consciousness leaving me feeling blissful. It was Self's way of silencing the thoughts. As I got used to the words popping

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While the world's ways are not my ways, I also believe it is important for me to be aware of what is going on in the world, even if they are not my truth. I spend a large amount of my time researching various ideas out there. Last night I watched the final part of the documentary The Cult of the Suicide Bomber. The presenter looked at the origin of suicide bombing and the families of these

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The Universe lovesTo play the game ofHide and Seek.Peek-a-boo,I am a cup.Now I am a spoon.So a cup looks differentTo a spoon.So man looks differentTo a horse.Don’t be fooledBy appearances;Man is not better thanAnimal or nature,We are all made ofThe same stuff.Don’t treat a chairLike an objectWithout intelligence.Speak to the chair,And she will gladlySupport your weight.It’s about timeWe treated

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In Auguries of Innocence, William Blake writes:"To see a world in a grain of sand,And a heaven in a wild flower,Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,And eternity in an hour."I see the totality of everything in a grain of sand. That totality is in me, in the computer, in the chair, all space, everywhere. The totality is unconditioned, i.e. it doesn't follow any known rules. Things just happen.

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It’s the middle of the night and you are trying to get some sleep. You are not a happy bunny because your neighbour is playing loud music, so loud you can feel your walls vibrating. What are you going to do about it?You could ask your neighbour to turn the music down, this way you reach a compromise: he gets to listen to his music and you get some peace and quiet. There is no guarantee that he

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Late last night while channel hopping, I noticed they were showing several programmes I love at the same time. There was the movie, The X Files based on the television series; Sex and the City; Ally Mcbeal; and Stargate SG1. Was the Universe trying to piss me off or what? Apart from Stargate, I've seen all the others before but that doesn’t stop me wanting to watch them again. Why don’t I record

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In the UK we have this tradition whereby when a group of people are waiting for something to happen and there is a continued delay people start singing: "Why are we waiting?" I believe the tune is from the carol O Come, All Ye Faithful; if you ever got involved in nativity plays as a child, you might remember the song. Last night I watched a Christian programme on television with my mother who

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Freedom is our nature. Freedom knows nothing of dogmas, conditions and rituals. Freedom expresses Self as the Imagination.Everything in the Imagination happens spontaneously. Imagine an animal that looks like a gorilla but this one has purple hair, three green eyes, eight tentacles instead of arms and legs, and a red nose. If you can conjure up the image it already exists in Imagination. This is

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There is a Love that we share that knows no bounds, a Love that doesn't care whether you have anything in common on the human level, it is a Love that is accepting of all.The other day I saw this woman and two kids. She said hello and reminded the two kids that I had hopscotched with them recently. To be honest, I didn't remember them. That happened two weeks ago and too many things have happened

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Heard the one about someone who tried to stuff Freedom in a box? He went to look in the box but couldn't find Freedom. "Where is that Freedom?" the man said, "I could have sworn I locked the box securely. How did he manage to get out?"In the meantime, Freedom was standing outside the box chuckling to Himself but the man couldn't see Him. My nature is Freedom, therefore, I cannot be contained.

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It’s another bus ride home.Eyes closed,Sitting in silence,Beaming an inner smileAt no one in particular.A passenger is beside me,Sitting too close,Leg rubbing against mine.No worries;It is all the Universe.I open my eyesTo check where I amIn my pretend JourneyOf movement,Though I am ever still.The passenger asks meIf I am tired.He thinksI am recoveringFrom a hard day's slog.I tell him I am

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I am always fascinated by the director's cut of a movie. There is the version that was released at cinemas and other versions sometimes included on video or DVDs. The director's cut gives one a different angle from the original version.Why wait for a director's cut to get a different perspective? Why not create your own director's cut? One can watch a film several times and have different

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When you give something do you expect to have someone receive it? Do you also expect a little bit of give and take? Do you think someone is just taking and not giving anything in return?What do you do to remedy this perceived imbalance? You could ask to receive more; you could fret over not receiving enough; or you could give more hoping that as you give more you will receive more. There is a

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Now that I am awake to the world's ways there are many habits I had that I now regard as beliefs and distractions from being Self. The other day I had a headache that lasted for a moment and it was gone. How? I didn't give it any further energy by reacting in any way, it disappeared into nothing. Damn! I can't even prolong the suffering. Blast!I can no longer lie in bed feeling sorry for myself

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"The Universe is inherently unconditioned, meaning all creations, visible and invisible, are under no rules or conditions, therefore, one should expect the unexpected." The Nature of the UniverseThe other day I was looking for a street. I thought I knew where it was but when I arrived it wasn't the street I had in mind. Still, I knew it was around somewhere. I walked down one street and I arrived

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If and Is;Two little words.The I in allSeeking expression?Possibly.When the I unites with FThe world as we know it isNothing but conditions.When the I unites with SThe world as we know it isUnconditioned.The conditioned universe bindsOne in rules whileThe unconditioned universeSets one free.If or Is?Life is not dependent on if;Life simply is.If and Is.So near yetSo far.Enocia

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"Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God." (Matthew 5: 8) When we stops judging the universe and accept life as it is, the universe reveals Herself for who She is - formlessness. The Universe is inherently unconditioned, meaning all creations, visible and invisible, are under no rules or conditions, therefore, one should expect the unexpected. I realise that I am using words here to

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All forms are formless in nature. By this I mean the universe is empty of meanings and concepts. When you are not judging people and appearances, when you are not painting a picture of what you think the universe is, you are seeing the world around you with "pure eyes"; you are bearing witness to the beauty of all that is formlessness.I see the universe as eternal moments, like a movie where

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In the creation story in Genesis, it is written:"In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. And God said, Let there be light: and there was light." (Genesis 1: 1-3)Creation is an ongoing process of being; new, discrete, moments of being. The

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London is a cosmopolitan city. There are times during my travels when it seems as if you're in a different country, what with many different languages being spoken. This is what makes the British culture so rich and vibrant. Is it any wonder why the British national cuisine is now curry. I was born in London, but I only lived in London for 4 years and then we went to live in Sierra Leone. I

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Follow me?I follow you.No, you don't follow.But I do follow.If you did follow me,You wouldn't follow me.I don't follow,If I don't follow you,Who should I follow?Follow yourSelf.Follow me?Yes, yes, I follow you,And I follow mySelf.Enocia

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Have you ever observed kids playing? They seem so light on their feet, don't they? I remember as a child how I loved to skip. I could skip all day and night if given the chance. How many adults do you see skipping nowadays just because it's fun? Unless, of course, you are in a boxing ring or at the gym. Going to the gym has to be my idea of hell!!Are kids light on their feet because they have

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To me,You are molten lavaConstantlyPouringThroughA funnelCalledConsciousness. Silence is AliveIn the above poem, molten lava is a metaphor to describe my experience of the silence within me. I believe the silence to be the One in all, the timeless realm, the eternal now. To access the eternal now, I can either be in silence or I can imagine it like in the poem, silence flowing continuously

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I am all alone, And oh, what funIt isTo be alone.I am all alone,How natural It isTo be alone.Don't you get lonely?No.How come?BecauseTo be alone is Being the all One.To feel alone isFeeling the all One.Aloneness is All OnenessSee, it is my nature.And oh, what funTo be alone. In Oneness,Enocia

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