The Universe is Always on My Side

As my bus was taking ages to arrive I figured I would jump on the first bus that arrived and change later. As I was getting on, a passenger in a wheelchair indicated to the driver that she wanted to get off, which meant the driver had to let out the ramp in order for the passenger to get out. All this took a few minutes. I looked back and saw my bus was approaching from behind but it was too late to get off.

At the next stop, I caught the bus I really wanted.

So what seemed to be a delay was really the Universe doing me a favour, keeping me warm in another bus until my bus arrived.

There are no obstacles.
All experiences are my ally.
All things work out for good.
The Universe is always on my side.

Enocia

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Mother and Father

I always find it interesting observing how like-thoughts attract like.

During my bus journey, I noticed a shop with the word "Baba" in its shop title. In some cultures "baba" is another way of saying "father."

Two doors away was another shop called "Mother Earth."

Hmmm, mother and father involved in a business on the same road.

A few yards down was a car parked with the registration number: MUM.

I rest my case.

Enocia

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To Pee or Not to Pee? - Part 2

I woke up in the middle of the night desperate to have a pee, but I couldn't be bothered to go to the toilet. What to do? Lie there and wet myself, suppress it, or get up and take care of business?

I already know there is a Me that doesn't need to pee. All I need to do is be that Me. In silence I thought: I am Spirit. After that, I no longer felt the desire to pee.

Why did I no longer have the urge?

Because when I think "I am Spirit" I am being the boundless Self that has no beginning or end and feels no sensation. To the observer I might appear to look the same and even act the same but my experience of the universe changes. When you are as vast as the sky, you're either going to pee forever or have no desire to pee.

Now when I say I experience myself as boundless Self, it doesn't mean I am not Self in form. Every moment I am being Self/Spirit. However, I experience Self as different frequencies, rather like water that can appear as different states: solid, liquid and gas. The trick is to be able to change my frequency to match whatever I want to experience at the time.

For many years I've had a ringing in one ear that medical experts call Tinnitus. I have also observed that there is an Inner Sound which not only sounds blissful, I have used it for healing. Instead of getting rid of the Tinnitus, I now use it as a gauge to know when I'm tuning into a higher frequency of Being. Then the ringing changes to that of the Inner Sound of bliss.

I find it very useful to experience myself as different states of being. For instance, if I want to enjoy a good meal, it's useful to have taste buds in order to enjoy the meal. When I am being pure Spirit I have no desire to eat; and when I do, the food tastes like nothing. How can I enjoy chocolate when it takes like nothing? The moment I've finished eating, I switch back to inner silence which erases all taste of the food and I return to the default taste of sweetness.

When I have a lot of work on, it's useful to be inexhaustible energy. When I'm not tuned into that frequency, I find the slightest effort leaves me feeling drained and physically sick.

When I have experienced an injury such as whacking my elbow, I have quickly reversed it by raising my frequency and the pain has instantly dissolved.

To pee or not to pee? That rather depends on whether I can be bothered to pee or not.

Enocia

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Late Night Visitor

In the middle of last night, while I was in that state between dreaming and being fully awake, I felt this Presence and heard a voice calling out my name. The sound seem to come all around me. This brought me fully awake.

I know the experience didn't happen outside of me and that I was picking up a thought in Mind but it will be nice to remember who that unique thought was. The caller used a name only a few people call me by.

I trust that the person's identity will come into my conscious awareness.

Enocia

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Don't Believe the Hype!

A friend who had been typing on the computer beside me emailed me and suggested that I should take breaks while working on the computer.

"Take a break? What's that then?" I replied.

She wrote back: "Bad for your health - this is a health and safety warning from your computer neighbour."

My response was: "The computer is my friend."

My friend and I chatted later and she warned me about RSI.

"RSI? What's that then?"

"You know, Repetitive Strain Injury. If you're typing all the time you might do yourself an injury."

"Don't believe the hype!" I said to her.

"Really?"

"RSI is a belief that I don't buy into."

I can sit in front of a computer all day and all night because I love it.

Love doesn't hurt.

Enocia

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Love Dissolves Grudges - Revisited

So a friend asked if I was aware that Constance Briscoe was being sued by her mother for slander. My friend is a huge fan of Briscoe's work. He showed me an article about the trial.

Briscoe is the author of "Ugly." I've never read the book but I'm aware it's a memoir of her childhood when she apparently experienced physical and emotional abuse. Constance is now one of the few black judges in Britain.

The same friend asked me if I knew where the trial was taking place as he was thinking of attending the trial on his day off. I looked it up on the Web and told him what court it was at.

Constance Briscoe's trial represents grudges one can hold which can last anything between a minute to generations. Grudges are always based on who is right and wrong. As I see it, grudges are pointless as everyone is always right anyway based on their beliefs and vantage points. Even if you were to take it to the extremes, the person could argue that he believed he was right for feeling the way he was, which led him to behave the way he had.

It is possible Briscoe believed that writing her memoirs was her way of making right what she believed was wrong about her childhood, reclaiming her power, and inspiring people in similar situations. While she appears to have achieved success, fame and fortune, the feeling of hurt from childhood has stayed with her and her mother, which they are dragging through the courts. I believe it matters not who wins this case because as long as they're both feeling that hurt, the emotional trial will continue indefinitely until one of them chooses to break free.

How does one break free from emotional trials?

I believe one way is to stop identifying with your personal history that makes you want to blame, defend, attack or seek justice.

There was a time when I was going through therapy to help me heal from past wounds. Instead of feeling better, I felt stuck as I kept seeing myself as a victim/survivor. One day I realised I wasn't a victim or survivor, I am the True Self that is eternal bliss in every moment. The moment I identified myself as the True Self, I no longer had the desire to have any more therapy or harp on about the past. I was free to be Me that is all the good feelings in the Universe. Friends who had shared my previous victim/survivor model of reality soon fell by the wayside.

Does this mean one cannot focus on the past? As a writer, I focus a lot on past experiences. However, I am only interested in experiences that bless, illuminate, inspire and uplift. In the same respect, when I'm dreaming of the future, it has to be a blessing or I'm not interested.

I can choose to wallow in past grievances or hurt or I can choose to be my True Self that is an endless feeling of bliss, happiness, joy, love and peace in every moment; leading to the equivalent life experiences. I choose Love in every moment.

All my love and best wishes to Constance, her mother, their friends and loved ones.

Enocia

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Pulling a Perfect Stunt

During a classic episode of the TV game show, Family Fortunes, a contestant told the host he's worked as a stuntman with John Wayne, the movie star. Apparently, he was the guy who got chucked out of those bar scene brawls. It made me think of an Internet friend who is a stuntman. I wondered if he'd ever been chucked out of a bar.

The next day I received an email from my friend inviting me to join a website. I emailed him and told him I'd been thinking about him. I told him about the stuntman on television and asked if he'd been chucked out of bars. My friend said only last week while he was at Pinewood Studios he met this stunt guy who had worked with John Wayne and even has a signed photograph. My friend said he also watches "Family Fortunes" though he watches the latest versions. He's also been thrown out of many bars; the latest was in a hospital drama called "Casualty."

Now that's what I call pulling a perfect stunt.

Enocia

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I'm Feeling Good - Part 3

Birds flyin' high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by you know how I feel
Its a new dawn, its a new day, its a new life for me
yeah, its a new dawn its a new day its a new life for me ooooooooh
AND I'M FEELING GOOD Nina Simone, lyrics

I believe everything has the meaning I attribute to it. Therefore, it's really up to me what state I choose to live in.

I've decided that the ONLY purpose of life is to feel good.

Every moment of every day is an opportunity for me to feel good.
My body is a tool for me to feel good.
Writing is one of my many ways to feel good.
My blogs are my outlets to feel good.
The Universe provides infinite opportunities for me to feel good.

I am feeling good in every moment.

Enocia

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Overnight Success

As I was walking to the bus stop this morning, I thought of a lecture I'd watched on television yesterday with Bishop Eddie Long about harvesting. He said if you buy a packet of seeds and don't do anything with them, they remain seeds six months later. For the seeds to grow they have to be planted in the right environment. After the seeds have been planted, it takes time for them to grow. First they develop roots inside and then they form shoots that are then visible.

Long said sometimes people get impatient or discouraged when things are not happening fast enough. The idea is to keep doing what you're doing and never give up and in due season, you will receive the harvest, which is always is a lot more that you put out.

I can very much relate to this because I have found that I have had to be consistent and believed in what I was doing. Even when I have felt disillusioned that things are not happening fast enough or I'm not seeing things change, I've had to believe in myself. I was also reminded of a conversation I had with a friend recently about "overnight success", which he believes is an illusion. I agree with my friend. I believe hundreds or thousands of hours of dreaming, believing, practising, trusting, and working have gone into that "overnight success."

At the bus stop, I felt compelled to catch the first bus that arrived even though it meant I would have to change. On the bus I noticed some newspapers and picked one up only to discover it was several days old (Wednesday 19 November 2008). I noticed the page was open to an article called The secret of your success? 10,000 hours. The article discusses how important it is to put the hard graft into whatever you're into before success is achieved. After reading the article, I sent the link to the same friend I had been discussing "overnight success" with. My friend said he already has two of the author's books. Now it made sense why I had felt compelled to catch that bus.

Is there such a thing as overnight success?

I believe there is, but it could take a while for that success to unfold.

Enocia

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Girl Power

Two nights ago I heard a song that reminded me of a friend. When the Spice Girls were reunited briefly last year, we talked about attending the concert together as I love the Spice Girls.

Yesterday as I was flicking through the TV channels I noticed the movie Spice World was on, a docu-spoof about the "Spice Girls." It was lovely seeing the girls and hearing them perform some of their songs.

I believe the desire to see the Spice Girls came from my Beloved or True Self. While I didn't end up going to the concert with my friend, my Beloved arranged it for me to watch the Spice Girls in another form.

Just shows dreams do come true but sometimes they take different forms.

Enocia

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I'm Feeling Good - Part 2

In a previous piece called When All is Said and Done, It's All Been Said and Done, I said that I believe I've already experienced all time and all realities. Another way to put it is that I have already experienced all the good feelings there are in every moment. When I first experienced myself as the Light of my True Self, I felt Him as the sum total of all good feelings: love, bliss, joy, peace, happiness, freedom magnified a zillion times.

I believe every moment, I can choose whether to experience all the good feelings of my True Self that have always existed and will always exist that give rise to the equivalent experiences ; or I can choose to express feelings that are not of my True Self and have the equivalent dream experiences.

For instance yesterday before I did the household chores, I focused on the good feelings to help me with the chores. I was even whistling a theme tune I really love. Somehow I must have disconnected from those good feelings because by the time I'd finished Hoovering the carpet, cleaning the kitchen and bathroom, I was feeling like shit, leading to a stomach upset, then I really had to do number twos.

Later as I was lying on the sofa feeling sorry for myself, my mother said, "You're not feeling good then?"

"Not so good," I moaned.

As I relaxed I reminded myself of who I am - the sum total of all good feelings in every moment.

I am feeling Good.

Within a few moments I was back to feeling good. Then I had a wash, ate some food, watched some feel good stuff on television, and had a fun day hanging out with my mother.

Life is quite simple really. I am either being the sum total of all good feelings or the sum total of all not so good feelings. According to my feelings so are my experiences.

I am feeling good now and forever.

Enocia

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No Drama - Revisited

There's a guy that comes to the library who is renowned for making a huge fuss over nothing. There's always something he's complaining about and likes drawing people into his drama.

While he was sitting beside me using the Internet, he asked if I was using Google Mail and I said I was. He said when he logs out and logs back in, he's noticed that his username and password automatically appears. He asked me if I could log out of my account and see if the same thing happens with mine. I logged out as he'd suggested and when I logged back in my username and password automatically appeared.

My friend said he was concerned about this as he didn't want anyone else logging into his email. He said he's reported this to the librarian and asked them to log him out completely, but when they logged him back in his username and password still appeared.

I suggested that the way to get rid of his problem is to simply click into the Tool menu and delete all browsing history, which will delete all temporary Internet files, cookies, websites history, forms, passwords and settings held in memory. After he'd done as I'd suggested, his username and password no longer appeared.

That was the end of that drama.

Enocia

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Love this Gorilla!

The ad is wicked!

From http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=CbLr2NEV_7o

When All is Said and Done, It's All Been Said and Done

I believe I've already experienced all realities and all possibilities. How do I know? Because as my True Self, Light, I am in all realities. I've also had visions where I've seen myself experiencing all realities in an instant. Life, as I am experiencing it, is an opportunity to unfold what I as Light have already experienced in Mind.

Now I have a choice whether to experience life as if every moment is new and unknown or I can live with the awareness that I've already experienced all realities. Even though I may not consciously "remember" that I have already experience all realities, I can never fool my intuition who always knows.

For instance, during my bus journeys, if the bus is packed full, I always stand near a passenger that is about to get off. How do I know? Because I've already had the experience.

Last night on my way home I had this feeling to travel a long-winded route home, which means catching the bendy bus. The bendy bus has lots of standing room and not many seats. There were no seats available when I got on. Right where I was standing a seat became available but another woman grabbed it. I didn't feel like standing all the way during the journey. I knew that if I remained standing where I was I would have a long wait.

I suddenly had an urge to move further down and stand in a particular aisle. At first I resisted as there was a group of girls chatting loudly and I wanted to sit somewhere quiet. But I got the urge to move so I did and I stood where I felt the most comfortable. Within a few minutes, a passenger got out and I grabbed her seat. I ended up eavesdropping the girls' conversation, which turned out to be rather amusing.

The day before, I had written in a forum about an advert I love on television that has a gorilla that plays the drums. The girls discussed the same advert and how funny they found it. Check out the video on YouTube.

The girls also exchanged experiences about their parents' quirks. One girl said one night the police knocked on their front door around 2 am. When she opened it, the officer asked if everything was alright as a concerned neighbour had reported some disturbance coming from their house. The girl assured the officer everything was fine but the officer wasn't convinced. It turned out the "disturbance" had been her mother who had been praying for the last hour. I couldn't help but chuckle after hearing that story as it reminded me of my late uncle who used to pray with similar enthusiasm.

My bus journey yesterday evening had already occurred in mind. That's why I knew I had to travel using that route and sit next to those girls.

Today has already happened, as is tomorrow, and the next, and the next...forever and ever.

When all is said and done, everything has already been said and done.

Enocia

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A Real Godsend

"To those leaning on the sustaining infinite, to-day is big with blessings." Science and Health, Mary Baker Eddy

I have observed that that the Universe is constantly meeting my needs right where I'm at. As I travel a lot on the buses, I tend to find many treasures during my journey.

Over the last few weeks I've been picking up a copy of the weekly magazine Shortlist, which someone usually dumps on the bus. It doesn't bother me at all that the magazine is very male orientated, I still find interesting stories and gems to amuse myself during my bus journey. When I got on the bus yesterday, I didn't see any copies. I figured I could always read it online anyway.

Later in the evening as I was waiting for my bus into town, I remembered I had forgotten to look up the website. I thought of a friend I'd seen the week before with whom I'd discussed articles from "Shortlist." In fact, before we met last week for a drink, I'd been reading in "Shortlist" about Fabio Capello, the England football team manager. When I met up with my friend he told me he'd just been reading about Fabio in his newspaper. Suddenly I looked up and noticed a bus across the road with the advert of a new shop called "Guru." I thought it was hilarious because the same friend's nickname for me is "Guru." I wondered if he was picking up on my vibes.

When I got into town, I was going to browse at a bookshop then I remembered my mother had asked me to run some errands for her at the local supermarket. I decided to head off home before it was too late. During my journey, I fell asleep. When I woke up I was vaguely aware of a man sitting beside me and reading. When he got off he dumped a magazine on the seat, which I picked up. I was delighted to discover it was "Shortlist" magazine. I even took the magazine home with me. This week's issue features my favourite James Bond actor of all time, Roger Moore. (I even had a dream last night about the younger version of Roger Moore. Love him!).

At home, I shared my bus experiences with my mother.

" You don't even have to do anything and it all comes to you," she chuckled. "It's like it says in the Bible, 'my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory'* and that's what's happening with you. That's quite amazing, you know."

"Can you imagine if I was to try and figure things out?" I said. "When I think of the many routes I could have travelled home and the fact that I decided to get off at that particular stop and catch that particular bus at that particular time. I couldn't begin to think how to get hold of that magazine."

"You didn't have to work it out, God did it for you. It just shows how pointless it is to worry about how things should turn out. If only we'd just relax and let things happen."

The magic of synchronicity doesn't play favourites and is working for everyone. While I was reading the magazine during my bus journey, I noticed a man who had suddenly realised he'd been sitting behind a woman he is acquainted with. She was with her friend. They all got off at the next stop. From their body language I could tell the woman and man liked each other. I hope now that the Universe has arranged their meeting so perfectly, they take their relationship to the next level.

I believe every moment is a real Godsend. Don't worry, be happy!

Enocia

* Philippians 4: 19

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And the Winner Is...

I've been following Strictly Come Dancing on television, the talent show where celebrities are paired off with professional dancers. One celebrity, John Sergeant, has been constantly voted in by the public even though the judges believe he's a terrible dancer. The judges (and I suspect the other celebrities) have been feeling frustrated about John staying in the competition while "better" dancers have been kicked out of the show.

What I love about John is that he's having fun and not taking it all seriously. I don't suppose he even expected to go beyond the second week let alone as far as he has. I don't care that he is not the greatest dancer ever, he's every entertaining to watch. As I was watching the show the other night with my mother, I told her I would love John to win the contest as it would be hilarious. My mother agreed as she also loves John.

I reckon John must have picked up on our vibes as he announced yesterday that he was pulling out of the competition.

At a press conference yesterday, Sergeant said he had decided to quit the show because he might actually win - a prospect he called a "frightening thought".

"There was a real danger I could win the show. Even for me that would be a joke too far," he added. Strictly Come Dancing: more than 2,000 complain over John Sergeant exit

For me, John demonstrates that it's not always about how well you can do something but how much joy you are being. I believe that's why the audience love John so much. I respect his decision to quit though.

As far as I'm concerned there can only be one winner of this season's "Strictly Come Dancing" and it's ....pause for dramatic tension...John Sergeant.

We love you John!

Enocia

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Self-Realisation

I believe my life's purpose is Self-Realisation. What do I mean by Self-Realisation?

Self-Realisation means waking up to who I really am as the True Self and living as the True Self.

Waking up to the True Self

For me this occurred when I realised there is only one Self that we all share. That Self is my true self that has always existed and will always exist. The True Self is inexhaustible love, power and wisdom. I have experienced this Self as Light which a friend has reproduced in the fractal above. I also refer to this Self as the The One, My Beloved or the Infinite Self.

I also realised that the One/Self is all there is and there is nothing outside the Self. Thus, all experiences, all things, all realities originate from or are emanations of the Self. Therefore, no matter how much energy I draw from Self, it makes no difference as Its resources are limitless.

The idea of nothing outside the Self goes against my human programming that had mesmerised me to interpret all experiences as occurring outside the self or separate from self. When I became Self-Realised I realised all experiences arise out of Me, my True Self.

Living as the True Self

This means living with the constant awareness that all realities come from the one Self. Let's say I'm not feeling well. To reverse the effects all I have to do is remember who I am as Inexhaustible Love in every moment and that Love is the source of all I am being. Love then transmutes the reality of sickness into Love, which is translated in the human realm as a feeling of well-being.

I find the following verse from the Bible an excellent daily reminder.

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

The LORD refers to the Self, therefore, every moment of that day comes from Self.

Last night I watched the film The Matrix about a group of "rebels" who show computer hacker, Neo, the true nature of reality and how to escape from the "Matrix." The Matrix represents the system of control and rules that keep humans bound in limited thinking and expressions. The leader of the rebels believes Neo is the one who will both save humanity from the Matrix and help humanity in the battle against the machines in the future. Unfortunately for Neo, Agent Smith and the other agents who are working for the Matrix are determined to maintain the status quo and doing all they can to eliminate Neo.

Although Neo doesn't believe he is the One, he still wants to escape the Matrix. As he starts to believe more and more in himself he finds himself gaining more power and can even dodge bullets just like the agents. In one scene, Neo is being chased by some agents and is calling to his friends outside the Matrix to guide him. He says: "Mr. Wizard, get me the hell out of here."

I believe the "wizard" refers to the movie The Wizard of Oz, where Dorothy is stuck in a dream-like reality and desperate to get home. She is advised that the Wizard of Oz might be able to help her. On her way to the Land of Oz she meets the lion, tin man and scarecrow who believe they are lacking in courage, a brain and a heart respectively. Dorothy suggests that they travel with her to Oz and she's sure the Wizard will grant their wishes. It turns out the Wizard can't help them. All four of them come to realise that they already have within them what they're looking for.

Similarly, when Neo asks his friends outside the Matrix to guide him out of the Matrix, he ends up being shot and dies. It was only when Trinity, one of the rebels, tells him how much she loves him that he's resurrected and Neo fully realises his nature as the One (which is an anagram of Neo). As the One, he no longer needs to dodge the bullets as he can see that the bullets are part of him. In other words, Neo has realised that all experiences come from him which he can control. Neo no longer needs to fight Agent Smith but simply transmutes him into Light. At the end of the film, Neo chooses to stay in the Matrix to help rescue others stuck within the Matrix.

I believe Self-Realisation is the only real work there is. Every moment is an opportunity to express Self. Put another way:

"For infinity, the only worthwhile enterprise of a warrior is freedom. Any other enterprise is fraudulent." The Active Side of Infinity, Carlos Castaneda

Only ONE exists.

Enocia

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Affairs of the Heart

During my bus ride the Inner Voice gave me a preview of things to come in terms of my personal relationship. I was told about someone who is going to reveal how he truly feels about me. I argued with the Voice that was impossible as I don't feel the same way and don't expect to have those feelings. The Voice said things will change and the feelings will be mutual.

When I got off the bus, I noticed my next bus was already in front but the doors were closed. Just as the bus was about to move off, I banged on the doors. The driver glanced at me but wouldn't open the doors. Great, thanks a lot! It was then I saw another bus had pulling up behind. I decided to sit downstairs for a change. In the seat opposite me was a book which someone had left on the bus. I picked it up and realised it was a Mills & Boon romantic fiction.

During the journey I read parts of it and got the gist of the story, which is about a man who has got himself a trophy wife. Neither of them are in love. The woman is determined she's not open to fall in love after her previous experience. Then she has an accident and loses her memory for a short while. She then starts to see her husband in a new light and realises she is in love with him. When she regains her memory she's terrified about the way she's feeling about her husband, whom she's convinced is still in love with and having an affair with his ex-partner. She confronts her husband about this and discovers that he's in love with her and has been for a very long time.

It's amazing how I found a book about affairs of the heart after having the same dialogue with my Inner Self. It must be a sign. I've kept the book as a souvenir.

As regards my personal relationship, I'll keep an open mind and see how things unfold.

Enocia

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Making the Good Old Days Last Forever

I've heard people talk about the "good old days" when money went a long way. In those days, a family of 6 could live comfortably off a father's weekly wage of £5 a week and still have enough money to save for a rainy day. Nowadays you'll be lucky to buy a meal for a fiver.

What if we reverted to the" good old days" where £5 can stretch not only for one week but indefinitely? That would mean you only have to work for one week and then live off your wages for as long as you're in the dream. The problem with that idea is that society needs workers who can earn a weekly or monthly wage in order to sustain other businesses in society. Nice try though.

My mother has been feeling poorly again from the flu. This is the third time she's been sick in about three months and she's wondering what's going on. She's been using the pills her doctor has prescribed and her own potions but they don't seem to be working.

Two nights ago when I heard her coughing I wondered whether she'd like to try my way of healing. The moment I had the thought she came out of her bedroom to get some water from the kitchen. I asked her if she wanted me to pray for her and she agreed. I lay one hand on her head and the other on her shoulder and in thought affirmed the truth of our being: "I AM Wholeness." Then I left her to get some rest. She stopped coughing and went to sleep.

While I was still awake I had the following thought: "I AM is the present tense for all time," which is from the book Christ in You. This means when I use the affirmation I AM Wholeness, I am speaking the truth of what God is for all time. Therefore, once I've made that affirmation, there's no need to keep repeating myself. All I have to do is claim that truth for myself.

What do I mean by "claim"? When you connect to the electricity grid, there's no need to ask permission from the electricity supplier each time you want to use it, all you do is switch on the light. To claim is to know you're already permanently connected to the grid and switch on the light.

We are permanently connected to the grid but for one reason or another we can dream ourselves disconnected. This is when it's useful to have someone who can help you connect, at least play the game of connecting you to that which you are permanently connected to. I was playing that game when I lay my hands on my mother and prayed on her behalf.

After a few hours of sleep, I heard her coughing again. It was like she'd been "disconnected" again. I wondered if it had something to do with the fact that she'd already made an appointment to see her doctor. She needs to be sick if she wants him to prescribe her some more medication. There's no point going to see the doctor if you're in perfect health, that would be wasting the doctor's time.

Come to think of it, the System has been structured in such a way that it needs people to dream themselves "disconnected" from Source in order to keep the System going. Where would the Police be if everyone was sweetness and light? There would be no crime and the lawyers would be out of a job. Where would doctors be if everyone was always in perfect health? What if, shock horror, people never died? The funeral directors would be out of a job. And so the dream continues.

Last night I heard my mother coughing again and again I asked her if she wanted me to pray for her. I lay my hands on her and reminded her in thought of her wholeness. She fell asleep instantly. Sometime during the night I heard her coughing again. This time, I called on the healing angels to look after her; at least I dreamt up some healing angels. She got a good night's sleep till this morning when she felt well enough to make her doctor's appointment.

Like the family of 6 whose wages can stretch for their whole lifetime, I believe God has already given us Himself to last forever. It's up to each of us to stop dreaming we are disconnected and claim our rightful heritage now.

"I AM is the present tense for all time."

Enocia

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Londoners

On the bus I heard a woman chatting to her friend about Londoners' attitude i.e. that they are cold and unfriendly. She said she was born and bred in London but now lives in Leeds in Yorkshire, where people are a lot more friendly. Her friend was now living in Berkshire which is not that far from London.

Another passenger standing close by asked the woman what Leeds was like and she started talking to him. She said at least he was friendly. After listening for a few minutes I said to her: "This Londoner is wondering whether you'd like some sweets." I offered the woman, her friend and the other passenger some toffee but they declined and burst out laughing.

"OK, now there are two friendly people in London," the woman chuckled.

I told her people are fine when you speak to them. The woman said her experience of Londoners is that they're not open. She said she's not looking for friendship just acknowledgement. It costs nothing to smile and say hello. She said earlier she'd noticed this woman struggling with a push chair. When she offered her assistance the woman nearly bit her head off. The way she described the encounter was hilarious.

I can understand where my friend is coming from. Her experience is that Londoners are unfriendly and according to her expectation so be it. However, the fact that I and the other passenger joined in their conversation disproves her theory about Londoners.

One thing I love about Londoners is they reflect how I'm feeling. When I'm in the mood for a chat and banter, there are always people to have fun with. When I'm not in the mood to chat then Londoners act unfriendly.

In truth, London and Londoners are states of mind. The world is a state of mind.

I love London and I love all Londoners. I love the world.

Enocia

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Anagrams

There is a science fiction series on television called Doctor Who, which started in the 1960s and ran until the late 80s. After it was relaunched in 2005, a spin-off series was created called Torchwood. Because of the connection, characters from "Doctor Who" sometimes appear on "Torchwood"; and vice versa.

I think it's quite clever how they came up with the title "Torchwood" which happens to be an anagram of "Doctor Who."

I believe "Torchwood" and "Doctor Who" illustrate the ONE/God/Love/Spirit perfectly.

I believe there is only one word with infinite anagrams arising from that word. Each of us is an anagram of the ONE. Put another way, we are all scrambled up versions of the ONE.

Only One Word exists.

Enocia aka I c a One aka I a Cone

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What are the Chances?

I was inspired to review an article I'd written a year ago about a meeting I'd had with a man at the bookshop. My friend had shared how in his quest for knowledged he'd collected many books on different topics. Then he felt burdened by them. After he finally let them go, he realised that there was no longer any need to burden himself with books when he can turn within for answers.

After I'd finished writing and reviewing the article, I headed home. I was in two minds whether to travel by bus or walk home. After stopping off at a shop to buy some sweets, I found my legs had made the decision for me to walk so I did. I thought the journey would give me an opportunity to ponder on more ideas.

After I'd been walking for a while, I noticed this man and a young woman approaching me. The man said hello. I stopped to say hello and realised he was the same man I'd met a year ago at the bookshop.

"You'll never believe this," I said to him. "I've been thinking of you. After we last met, I was so inspired that I wrote an article about you. I was only reading that article a few hours ago."

"Really? That's so inspiring," he smiled. "It's good to see you again."

My friend introduced me to the young woman who was his daughter. I remembered she was with him the last time we'd met. He pulled out a tape recorder and asked to listen to the music. He said it was something he'd just composed. I offered both of them sweets.

My friend said his mother had just died and talked about her for a few minutes. Then he gave me his email address and urged me to get in contact. Before we parted I told him I'd been in two minds whether to walk home or not and I was glad I followed my intuition. He said he sometimes walks to central London. There are times when he even skateboards just to get some exercise.

We then hugged and said goodbye.

There are around 7.5 million people in London. There are many routes I could have used to walk home. What are the chances of bumping into an old friend after reading an article I'd written about him?

As I see it, chances and luck are based on the belief in the many. I believe there is only ONE here being the many. Therefore, it's only natural for me to meet my friend after reading about him as he is only another version of me.

I did end up walking only part of the journey, about 5 miles. Like I said, I had been in two minds. I travelled by bus the rest of the way home.

Only ONE exists.

Enocia

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Quote of the Day

"I didn't like football as a kid because I didn't like the idea of a coach and his orders," he says. "When you're on a snowboard, you have to think for yourself. Snowboarding is about pushing yourself and being creative." Shaun White: White Knight, Sport Magazine

I can very much relate to Shaun's point of view.

Enocia

The Alien

In the film, Alien, a strange creature comes on board a space ship and wreaks havoc on the crew. In one scene the baby alien that has been gestating in this man's body bursts out of his stomach. I can very much relate to that scene because many years ago, I had had a similar experience of having an alien burst out from my stomach.

Picture this scene. My mother and I have just had a row about something and I'm not a happy bunny. She's left some dishes in the sink but because I am pissed I don't feel like doing the washing up. While I'm thinking about not doing the dishes, I feel this Presence rising up inside of me and taking over my body. I feel the Presence moving my body to the kitchen. I watch my hands doing the dishes and stacking the plates. I watch myself cleaning the kitchen. I also notice the surprised look on my mother's face when she realises I've done the chores.

I remember at the time wondering who had done the dishes as it certainly wasn't me.

I believe like the alien - the Presence/my True Self - had been gestating in me until that moment when it was ready to be born. The Presence of Love has been expanding and expanding and getting stronger and stronger.

The Presence pays no attention to someone's behaviour or my feelings about someone's behaviour or beliefs. All it cares about is love. When I've had moments of frustration and anger, the Presence has reminded me of who I am as the "alien" and let Her take over.

Every moment the Presence/alien is actively:

"accepting, admiring, amusing, arranging, amazing, appreciating, astounding, attracting, befriending, believing, blessing, calming, celebrating, comforting, communicating, communing, connecting, controlling, creating, delighting, delivering, directing, dissolving, doing, embracing, empowering, encouraging, energising, enjoying, entertaining, experiencing, exploring, expressing, feeling, forgiving, freeing, fulfilling, giving, growing, guiding, harmonising, healing, illuminating, increasing, influencing, inspiring, liberating, listening, living, loving, manifesting, moving, nourishing, organising, opening, operating, overflowing, overturning, perfecting, planning, playing, prospering, protecting, quickening, radiating, receiving, rejoicing, relating, releasing, relieving, renewing, resolving, restoring, revealing, satisfying, saving, serving, sharing, shining, simplifying, soothing, solving, speaking, strengthening, supplying, supporting, surprising, sustaining, thinking, transforming, uniting, uplifting, willing, and working in every moment through infinite channels - visible and invisible; and independent of channels." Activating Love - Revisited

I let go and let the "alien" take over.

Enocia

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My Sentiments Exactly!

I wrote in a piece recently about how much I love the song "Paint it Black" by the The Rolling Stones, even though the lyrics is quite dark.

I've just read an article where Marcus Brigstocke is discussing his favourite album.

"Pink Floyd - The Dark Side of The Moon. I wont accept that this is depressing. It's uplifting in every level. It's got sounds on it that I still haven't heard anywhere else. It doesn't matter if I'm in a good mood or a cr*p mood - it never fails to please me." ShortList magazine, page 58

That's exactly how I feel about the song "Paint it Black." Thank you Marcus.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, only ONE exists.

Enocia

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Solitaire

While I was chatting to a friend he asked me if I wanted to see a trick.

"Go on then," I said, "I love tricks!"

He took an elastic band from the desk and then hid his hands under the desk to hide the elastic in one hand. I knew he was expecting me to guess which hand it was in. I was determined to win by influencing my friend's decision. I expected the elastic band to be in his right hand.

My friend showed me both hands and said, "OK, which hand is it in?"

"This one," I pointed to his right hand.

"No," he opened his left hand.

"You want another go?"

"Yes."

My friend hid his hands under the table.

"OK, guess which one?"

I pointed to the right hand.

"Wrong again," my friend smiled and opened his left hand.

"I can't believe this!" I was feeling rather frustrated. "I want another go."

He hid his hands again and asked me to pick and I pointed to the right hand.

"Wrong again," he chuckled.

"That's impossible!" I said. "You can't be that good! OK, let's cancel all the other games and a clean slate, right?"

"OK, clean slate," my friend smiled.

He hid his hands under the table and then asked me to choose.

I decided to change my strategy and go for the left hand. Then again, if I did change, he's bound to double-bluff me. I'm still going to change though. Before I did, my friend gazed into my eyes and said, "I can see you're thinking of changing your mind, aren't you? Don't change!"

I pointed to the left hand.

"Wrong again," my friend chuckled. "I told you not to change your mind."

"This is ridiculous! Hang on a minute, this is a trick. The only way you can keep on winning is if you have two elastic bands. You do, don't you? Go on, show me both hands!"

My friend burst out laughing and opened both hands. Just as I had suspected, he did have two elastic bands.

"You git! That's why you kept on winning," I laughed.

"If you hadn't worked it out," my friend laughed, "we could have been here all night."

"I know!"

"Then you'd start thinking I'm a magician."

"Probably! It's a bit like betting shops, where they use a formula to make sure they never lose."

"Yeah, I've never heard of a broke bookie, have you?"

"Nope."

My friend's trick represents what I believe is the truth of the Universe - there is only One appearing as the many. That One is my True Self. The trick is to remember that life is a game of solitaire with only one player. However, it's very easy to get duped by appearances and believe that there are infinite players when in fact there is only ONE.

No matter how things appear, they are all me. Thus, my thoughts are me, my feelings are me, my body is me, this computer is me, the keyboard is me, the table is me, the chair is me, the clothes I have on are me, this story is me, the Internet is me, this blog is me, the building I'm in is me, my loved ones are me, my friends are me, everyone on earth is me, the weather is me, all birds and animals are me, nature is me, all beings are me, all forms are me, the universe is me... it is all me.

Since the universe is me, then I get to direct the all of me my way. All I have to do is simply experience life with the awareness that "only ONE exists" and observe as life unfolds accordingly, which can seem magical to the unsuspecting eye. For those who are wondering how I can eat toilet paper without having a reaction, it's because I know the toilet paper is me. How can I have a reaction to something that is me?

Just because I can see the game of life for what it is doesn't mean others can too. As long as there are people who don't realise they are that which they are seeking, resisting or fighting, the game continues. Only when everyone becomes aware of the truth of the game is the game over. Similarly, when I saw my friend's trick for what it was, it was over.

Before my friend and I parted company he promised to show me another trick. "This trick involves mind over matter," he grinned.

"I can't wait," I said.

Only ONE exists.

Enocia

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Life Imitates Art; Art Imitates Life

In What Batman Did Next, I wrote about how I had seen some guys dressed up in Batman costumes. I've just read an article which states that apparently, the Mayor of a certain city that shares a similar name as the eponymous hero is suing a Hollywood film studio.

I'm not mentioning any names though as I don't want to encourage more people suing one another.

It's interesting how life imitates art, or is it art imitating life? What difference does it make? Life and art are both dreams anyway.

Enocia

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Letting Go of Dead Leaves

The other day while I was waiting for my bus, my attention was drawn to some trees opposite that were dropping their leaves. I observed how the trees didn't resist when the breeze was blowing through them. They just let go and let the breeze play its part in helping the leaves fall effortlessly.

Change is rather like dead leaves on a tree. In order for the new to come in, it's important to let go of the old.

I let the dead leaves fall and let the new in.

Enocia

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The Power of Admiration

While I was waiting at the bus stop, I noticed a guy standing in front of me. I really liked the style of his coat. I was going to tell him so but he moved away, presumably to catch one of the buses that had arrived. When my bus arrived, I went upstairs to sit down. I was going to sit in front but I noticed the last window seat available at the back so I went for it.

During the bus journey I noticed this man in front of me was wearing some unusual earrings. I then went back to watching the world go by. When the man in front got up to leave I realised he was the same man whose coat I had been admiring earlier.

It doesn't surprise me really that I had been drawn to sit behind the guy whose coat I had admired because I have observed that I tend to attract to me what I admire; and I tend to be drawn to people who admire me.

What I love, loves me back.

Enocia

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Reality Check

Reviewing my core beliefs, which was previously posted at my Free to Be Me as Love blog.

Enocia

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Thursday, 13 March 2008

What Do I Believe?

A reminder about what I believe:

I believe there is only the One that is infinite love, power and wisdom
I believe the One is appearing as my thoughts, feelings and all that I am being.
I believe the One quickens my body, moves me, inspires me, nourishes me, and is my constant supply.
I believe the One appearing as me is appearing as the all in all time, space and realities.
I believe the One is constantly working and never stops working.
I believe the One is my True Self.
I believe with the One nothing is impossible; and all things are possible
I believe in the One. My Personal Creed

Enocia

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In the Mode for Love

For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away. 1 Corinthians 13: 8-9

I've observed many people who operate in different modes such as: work, family, personal development, spiritual, leisure, etc. Each time they want to have an experience, they switch into the equivalent mode which influences their behaviour. For instance, I once went out with this guy who used to find it difficult to relax when he was in his office clothes because he felt he was still at work. Only when he'd changed into casuals could he relax and be open to have fun.

When I woke up to my True Self, all the different modes became one. Now the True Self dominates everything I do. In other words, Love is active in every single moment.

I am always in the mode for Love.

Enocia

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Work Ethic

While a friend and I were arranging to meet up, he suggested a particular time as he had some work to do. I'm reminded of a conversation I had with another friend recently about work. I told her I have a very strong work ethic. I am always working. By work, I mean actively being and expressing the Love of my True Self.

In my line of work, there is no time off for: sickness, annual leave, bank holidays or celebrations. There is no time off to enjoy the fruits of my labour; there is no time off for retirement. It's work, work, work every single moment of every single day.

Whether I'm sleeping, eating, writing, doing household chores, relaxing at home, hanging out with a friend, reading a book, watching television, listening to music, admiring works of art, surfing the Internet, corresponding by email, travelling on a bus, going for a walk, playing, taking a shower, using the toilet, meditating...no matter whatever I get up to, I'm always working.

I'm always expressing who I am no matter how I'm feeling.

I'm always expressing myself no matter what's going on in the world.

For instance, when I was in the library writing, I heard an alarm go off. When my time was running out on the computer I went to extend my time and saw everyone was standing still. What's going on? It was then I realised people had stopped to observe the two minutes of silence to remember those who had died during the world wars. I was so preoccupied with work I didn't even remember it was 11 November - Remembrance Day. See what I mean about always working?

In my writings, which I see as my life's work, I am sharing the wonder and magic of being the Love that I am.

As long as I'm in this human form I'll be working. No matter what form I take I'm always working.

There's no rest for the wicked; it's work, work, work all the way.

I love working!

Enocia

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Much Ado about Nothing

On my way home yesterday evening, I caught a bus which I expected to terminate at the bus station but the bus driver had other ideas - he decided to terminate about 5 minutes walk away from the station. As I was getting off with the other passengers I noticed a woman asking the driver why he hadn't gone all the way to the station as expected. I didn't stop to hear the driver's response if he had any. I've had that experience before and have asked the driver the same question but it was a fruitless exercise. I've come to realise asking a bus driver why he does what he does is the equivalent of tripping on the pavement and asking the pavement why it had let me trip. It's pointless! I find it's best to just keep on walking.

At the bus station I noticed they'd moved the stop elsewhere. Oh well, who am I to question the Powers that Be of London Buses? I found the new stop and got on the bus in front. After a few minutes I heard the bus controller making an announcement for the bus in front, our bus, to leave, but our driver wasn't on board. He must have either popped out for a fag (cigarette) or to use the toilet. After a few minutes the controller made another announcement as follows: "Driver of the no. 73, you can now leave in your own time." Several of us on the bus burst out laughing. I don't think the driver was amused though.

As I was getting off the bus this morning to wait for my next bus, I heard the driver announcing he was terminating at that stop. I could see from the frustrated expression on some of the passengers' faces that they had not expected this to happen. Some passengers waiting at the bus stop who hadn't twigged the bus was terminating there, stood outside the front doors. One passenger got so impatient with the driver for not opening the front doors, she tried to get in through the back doors. It was then I told her that the bus was terminating there.

In the meantime, I noticed a passenger having a heated discussion with the driver. He was pointing out to the driver that he should have given passengers advance warning that he was changing the destination. I've had a similar experience where I've argued with a bus driver about changing the destination and not notifying us passengers. While I got no joy from the driver, I did get an article from the experience, which demonstrates my belief: when one door shuts another one always opens.

Back to my story. When the bus driver opened the front doors, two passengers got on board. The driver said to them "Where are you two going? I said the bus terminates here!" A few of us were killing ourselves laughing.

Then events took an interesting twist because the passenger who had been complaining about the driver terminating the bus early told the driver he was going to stay put and insisted the driver take him to his destination. The bus driver closed both doors and drove off with the irate passenger inside. By then, several of us were howling with laughter.

"That passenger is a man with principle," I said to the passenger beside me. "His principle might be taking him in the opposite direction, but at least he's sticking to his guns."

There's a lot of entertainment to be had on London buses.

Enocia

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NB: "Much Ado about Nothing" is inspired from the title of a William Shakespeare play of the same name.

My Eating Habits

I don't see any food as good or bad, I just go with what I'm feeling at the time. If something appeals to me, I'll have it; if it doesn't I won't.

I don't like pork but I don't mind pork as sausages or Salami.

I don't like avocado but I don't mind avocado as guacamole.

I don't like pomegranates but I quite like pomegranate juice.

Most people don't see toilet paper as food but it is to me.

Yesterday my mother prepared some stew with steak and kidney. Although I'm not crazy about steak or red meat, I was curious to try some stew with the steak. After a few mouthfuls, I'd had enough. I ate the rice with the stew and gave my mother the remainder of the steak. I might have some stew later without the steak or kidneys.

Interestingly enough, my mother cooked some stew with meat balls recently and I loved it. I thought it was delicious.

My older brother doesn't like fruits, which make him sick, yet he can drink fruit juices.

I'm very much aware that my likes, dislikes, and preferences are dreams that I'm making up to suit my changing moods. Underneath it all is the substance - Light - that which never changes and is very good.

At least this means I'm very flexible when someone invites me to dinner.

Enocia

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How Dare They!

The problem, I find, with realising there is only ONE - Infinite Love, Power and Wisdom - experiencing life in all realities is that it can be way too much joy involved.

For instance, during my bus journey, I was aware of a man sitting behind me. At one stop another man got on who turned out to be his friend, and they sat together. The first guy said he was travelling on the bus because he had a puncture on his bicycle. He said it's just as well as doesn't like cycling when it's raining. I was so happy that the two friends were having that opportunity to link up.

I closed my eyes and listened to their conversation. I could feel their joy and friendship as my own and I felt so happy.

My friends talked about what they'd got up to at the weekend. Then one reminded the other about a project and how he was going to phone him later. One said he has a job interview tomorrow. In thought I wished him well.

Both of them got off at the same stop. They looked so sweet together.

How dare those two guys ruin my day by sitting behind me and sharing their joy. How dare they!

Enocia

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Song of the Day - 7

This is beautiful song by Mariah Carey. It's called "Hero." Love it.

Hero

Thank you Mariah.

Enocia

Hero - Mariah Carey

There's a hero if you look inside your heart
You don't have to be afraid of what you are.
There's an answer if you reach into your soul
and the sorrow that you know will melt away

And then a hero comes along
with the strength to carry on
and you cast your fears aside
and you know you can survive.

So, when you feel like hope is gone
look inside you and be strong
and you'll finally see the truth
that a hero lies in you.

It's a long road when you face the world alone;
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold.
You can find love if you search within your self
and the emptiness you felt will disappear.

And then a hero comes along
with the strength to carry on
and you cast your fears aside
and you know you can survive.

So, when you feel like hope is gone
look inside you and be strong
and you'll finally see the truth
that a hero lies in you.

oh....Lord knows dreams are hard to follow,
But don't let anyone tear them away.
Just Hold on, there will be tomorrow,
In time you'll find the way

And then a hero comes along
with the strength to carry on
and you cast your fears aside
and you know you can survive.

So, when you feel like hope is gone
look inside you and be strong
and you'll finally see the truth
that a hero lies in you
that a hero lies in ... you
mmmm that a hero lies in.....you. Lyrics

It's about How I Feel about It

While my friend and I were drinking in the pub, I noticed they were playing an album over and over again. I wished they would change it for something else. They did and one song that came on was one of my all time favourites: Paint it Black by The Rolling Stones. I told my friend how much I loved the song.

"It's a bit dark, innit?" he said.

"I love that it's dark!"

My friend has a point of course that the lyrics does seem quite dark. The song has even been associated with the Vietnam War and the film Full Metal Jacket, which is about the Vietnam war. How can I possible love a song with the lyrics:

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love, both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby it just happens ev'ryday

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black Paint It Black

I don't see the song that way. At least, that's not the meaning I attribute to those lyrics. I love that it's dark. I love Mick Jagger's interpretation of that darkness. I love watching Mick Jagger performing that song. I love the instrumental part of it. I just love everything about that song. It's interesting that the song was recorded in 1966, the year of my birth. Maybe, that's why I love it so much or at least that's how I like to paint it..

Later after seeing my friend, I couldn't go to sleep. I sensed this intensity of feeling that I sometimes feel when I know someone is thinking about me or praying on my behalf. I had a feeling the friend I'd been with earlier was thinking of me. Paradoxically, there was no thinking involved, it was just a feeling of being wrapped up in a blanket of good feelings. It felt lovely. For hours I lay awake basking in that wonderful feeling which felt so good that I wanted it to last forever.

The next day I emailed my friend and told him how I couldn't sleep the night before and wondered if he'd been thinking of me. He said he couldn't sleep either and had been thinking of me. In energetic terms, my friend's thoughts were more Sacral chakra orientated than Heart or Crown. Boys will be boys!

It's not about the thought or experience but how I feel about it.

I'm feeling good.

Enocia

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What Batman Did Next

As I was walking to the library this morning, I noticed lots of people hanging out in anticipation of the Lord Mayor's Show.

"Over 6100 people are going to take part in the 2008 Lord Mayor's Show, including 2000 servicemen and women, 220 vehicles, 71 floats, 13 marching bands, 21 carriages including the glorious State Coach and of course the giant figures of the City's guardians Gog and Magog. The procession is 3 miles long but fits into a route of only 1.7 miles: if you want to find out how that works, you'll have to come and see!" The Lord Mayor's Procession

Just I was about to cross the road I noticed a band approaching which consisted of around 20 or so middle-aged men all dressedup as the cape crusader, Batman. It was hilarious. I had to wait till they marched by before we could cross over.

So that's what Batman did next after he and his partner, Robin, retired from crime-fighting. He sold his batmobile on eBay and used the money to set up a band with some of his hardcore followers.

It's all happening in the Gotham City of London.

Enocia

Nothing Cannot Attract Something

Just over a month ago while I was out, a man passing himself off as some kind of drainage inspector managed to talk himself into the flat and stole my mother's purse. After the incident, my brother arranged to have a CCTV fitted outside.

A few days ago someone turned up in the evening claiming he was an inspector from the Gas company and wanted to be let in. My mother told him to call round the next day. She believed he was either the same bogus inspector or one of his friends.

After the burglary had occurred, I decided to see the experience from the perspective of Love i.e. since Love is all there is, then that which is playing the role of the "burglar" is Love's offspring. Love is never in lack. Only when you forget who you are do you find the need to "steal" from another. How come the "burglar" returned. Well, the CCTV my brother had had installed is encouraging us to be both vigilant of burglars and to prevent burglary. Therefore, as long as there is a constant reminder of "burglars" around us, you're still encouraging that reality to take place.

I believe one way to prevent what one doesn't want to experience from occurring is to nullify it from one's consciousness and acting accordingly. In other words, see it as a nothing and having no reality, meaning, or power. When that reality no longer exists in your consciousness, the inner, then there will no longer be an effect in the outer.

What about the CCTV, surely that is a constant reminder about how we need protection? Instead of seeing the CCTV a way to be vigilant of crime, I prefer to give it a new meaning - a way to connect with others, rather like a television or the Internet.

Nothing cannot attract something unless I am dreaming otherwise.

Enocia

ps: Not long after writing this piece, the CCTV stopped working. The guy who fitted it believed there was a technical glitch. I believe it stopped working because it was no longer needed.

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The Music Producer

My friend invited me to his studio where he works as a music producer. It was the first time I'd been to a music studio before. I thought it was a lovely space to work in. He told me how much he loves working behind the scenes. He hopes to work with more talented artists in the future. I have every faith that he will.

He showed me how he's programmed the keyboard with various sounds linked to a computer; and how to raise or lower the sound's frequency. He also explained how the wall padding affect the sound.

I could very much relate to frequencies. I believe life is experienced as different frequencies. For instance, when I'm in the frequency of gratitude i.e. feeling gratitude for all, I end up attracting experiences that resonate with gratitude. In other words, they make me feel even more gratitude and it snowballs from there. Ditto joy, peace, love, etc.

My friend played a few tracks he's working on: some with a vocalist and others that were simply backing tracks that need fleshing out by a vocalist or rapper.

My friend's job as producer reminds me of the ONE Power and Intelligence, the Cosmic Producer behind this show that we call life. Just like my friend has got backing tracks ready for the appropriate vocalists, I believe the ONE has already got realities in place that unfold through willing instruments.

I believe there is only ONE in this game called life. Therefore, that which is playing the role of the music producer is also playing the role of the music, vocalists, the studio, the music business and the audience.

Thank you, friend, for sharing what you love doing and for giving me an insight into another aspect of the ONE.

Enocia

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Nice Trip Down Memory Lane

I met an ex-boyfriend yesterday whom I haven't seen in about 8 years.

Even though lots of stuff have happened in our life experiences, underneath he hasn't changed at all. He's still got the same sense of humour and easy to be with. I also love his passion for music and being true to himself. He actually inspired me to believe in myself.

When my friend took me to his music studio, I was delighted to see part of the wall was painted purple - my favourite colour. His keyboard had the number 88; I have a thing about the number 8.

The funny thing is I'm constantly travelling on a bus near where he lives, and yet I've never seen him. I guess both of us needed the space to experience who we are without distractions.

Thanks for a lovely afternoon and evening. It was a joy being with you.

I love you and I know everything is working out for the best.

Enocia

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My Invisible Friend

Last night as I was doing the washing up, I was aware of this Presence behind me. I felt the Presence taking over and doing the washing. I was very aware of the presence with me when I was watching television and even while I was having a shower. I didn't mind the Presence seeing me naked at all. The Presence told me how beautiful I am.

After I'd had a shower and I was getting ready for bed my mother asked me if I'd put on some makeup. I said I'd just had a shower and washed my face. She said I looked beautiful.

Well the Presence did say I was beautiful.

When I went to bed, the Presence was right there with me.

I can feel you right here with me as I'm typing this piece. Thanks for keeping me company.

I love you.

Enocia

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What President Obama Means for Me

"The more things change the more they stay the same." Quark

Times, they are changing. Today America voted its first black American president.

I see Obama's election from two perspectives, however: from the dream and from Reality.

What do I mean by the dream? I believe all forms and ideas are inherently empty i.e. they are free of concepts, beliefs and meanings. For instance if I hear a dog barking, I can either hear it as a dog barking, or I can make up reasons why the dog is barking. I experience that meaning in my own consciousness. Life is what I believe it means for me. In other words, I'm constantly making things up as I go along and joining with like-minds who share my meanings. When I'm making things out of nothing, I am dreaming.

Reality is the emptiness, the light of pure awareness that is free from dogma, beliefs and concepts. This Light interpenetrates all dreams. Light is actually my True Self.

Back to the Obama victory, I see people collectively dreaming they need a change from the old "order" and dreaming up a figurehead who will bring the new order into manifestation.

There are dreamers who see President Obama as an opportunity to empower, inspire and uplift those who are dreaming themselves marginalised, oppressed, and dispossessed. Speaking of which, in the television news this morning, the dream newsreader spoke about how electing Obama had wiped out a cardinal sin. She said that when Thomas Jefferson wrote:

"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal; that they are endowed by their Creator with inherent and inalienable rights; that among these, are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness..." Thomas Jefferson on Politics & Government

...Jefferson had slaves at the time. The newsreader believed Obama's victory is not only a realisation of Jefferson's dream of equality, but an opportunity to forgive all those hurts in the American dream.

There are dreamers who see President Obama as a symbol of unity, uniting all Americans regardless of colour or creed. As I was walking to the bus stop this morning and pondering on the election results, I noticed a white guy approaching. He smiled and said good morning. I responded in kind. As he was walking away he said, "Obama, huh?"

I turned round and said, "Yeah, right."

There was nothing else to be said because at that moment we were both sharing the same dream.

I have my own personal dream, a fascination with the number 8 and numbers adding to 8, which I believe is a magic number. It's interesting how Obama was elected in 2008 and he's the 44th president. 4 + 4 = 8. That has to mean something, surely?

Back in the Real World of Light, it's business as usual. Light remains constant. Nothing really changes.

So what does President Obama mean for me?

Well, it all depends on whether I'm dreaming or awake in Reality.

As I see it, Love-Light is all there is no matter who the leaders are or what I'm dreaming.

Enocia

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God Moves in Mysterious Ways

My mother shared this story with me.

When she was seven years old and living in Africa she had polio which kept her out of school for a year. For six months she saw this herbalist who helped to straighten both feet but she said she couldn't walk.

One day she was lying in bed when she felt this earth tremor which had never happened before. She saw their grandfather clock swaying near her and thought she was about to be crushed so she knew she had to get out.

In the meantime there was pandemonium outside - people running around. My grandmother remembered her daughter was still lying down upstairs unable to move. She sent someone to get my mother outside but she was nowhere to be found. They later found her in the court yard. She had managed to get down a long flight of steps and walked unaided to where she was now sitting.

After that episode my mother was able to walk from then on and returned to school.

Who knows whether she would have been my mother without the tremor. As they say, God moves in mysterious ways.

Enocia

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On Being a Genius

At the end of the talent show, The X Factor, the two contestants with the lowest votes had to perform a final song. The judges then had to vote for who they wanted to leave the contest.

I found both performers were very good in their own right. However, when you compare the two one was more outstanding.

We are all geniuses in our own right and doing the best we can. The moment you start comparing yourself to someone else, you're bound to feel inadequate and insecure. Then you either look to a role model to emulate or to someone else to teach you how to be.

While there are people I admire and even find inspiring, I don't compare myself to anyone nor would I ever wish to be like anyone else.

I am very happy being the Genius in me.

Enocia

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Thought of the Day

"The more things change the more they stay the same." Quark

Enocia

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Empathy

Before I got the Hoover (vacuum cleaner) out I thanked all my invisible friends for doing the work through me. At first the hoovering was effortless until I started getting stomach cramps. As I wasn't technically doing the hoovering, I didn't think how I was feeling should make any difference to the task at hand. However, the pain got so intense that I had to stop and rest for a few seconds. Suddenly the sound of the Hoover changed and it wasn't working so well. Then it stopped working. By then, I had finished cleaning.

For a moment I wondered whether the Hoover had had its day, as it is quite old, then I remembered that Infinite Self is its source. In that case, why isn't it working? After I put the Hoover away, I noticed the picture on my mother's CCTV screen was scrambled. OK Invisible friends, what is the truth here?

I decided to rest and watch an episode of Star Trek Voyager that was on television at the time. In the episode called Alter Ego, Tuvok finds himself falling for a holodeck character (image projections) whom he finds fascinating. He soon realises that a humanoid alien in a space ship close by is actually animating the holodeck character to do her bidding. The alien even takes over Voyager (the ship) and demands that Tuvok join her otherwise she will destroy the ship.

Hang on a minute, this story sound very similar to what is going on with me right now. Is it possible the Hooover and the CCTV are acting out how I've been feeling? I remember years back how I used to blow fuses with my undisciplined thoughts. There's only one way to remedy this - be still and know myself as Light. I then visualised my thoughts and feelings being filled with liquid light until I was feeling stronger, strong enough to do the washing up in the kitchen.

After a while I checked the CCTV and saw it was working perfectly. I took out the Hoover and switched it on and it was back on form.

So my electrical friends had only been empathising with how I was feeling. Awww, bless! Thank you for being there for me. I love you all.

Enocia

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True Nourishment

I had a vision this morning where I saw myself as a baby with a placenta connected to my mother. Then I saw the placenta being disconnected from my mother and reconnected to the Universe.

My mother represents beliefs, conditions, rules and that which is known.

The Universe is the unconditioned True Self or infinite possibility.

The baby is the True Self expressing self as the human form.

I have a choice whether to hold on to beliefs and the way I've been conditioned or to disconnect and plug into the All There Is for my nourishment.

That's a no-brainer! I know which side my bread is buttered.

Enocia

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One Love

One love, one heart
Let's get together and feel all right
As it was in the beginning (One love)
So shall it be in the end (One heart)
Alright, "Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right."
"Let's get together and feel all right." One Love, Bob Marley

When the adverts came on while I was watching "Star Trek" on television, I started channel-hopping. I noticed the movie, Die Another Day, was on starring Halle Berry. I thought of a friend who is mad about Halle Berry. He even took a photo of her when she was over in London promoting a movie. I wondered if he was watching the film. After watching for a few minutes, I returned to "Star Trek."

When I saw my friend today I asked him if he watched the film with Halle Berry last night. He said he watched it briefly but had to switch over to watch a comedy. My friend described the scene he'd been watching, which turned out to be the same one I'd been watching before I switched over to "Star Trek."

While I was working on this piece, I was exchanging funny emails with a friend, and reading articles at a forum I participate in. You could say I'm excellent at multi-tasking. After reading one article at the forum, I decided to post an article I'd written in response called: Paint It Black. I noticed one of the related articles at the end was called: Love In, Love Out, which reminded me of something my friend had just said in his last email: "garbage in, garbage out."

There is only the One Love here.

Enocia

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