The One in All

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 time when he fell in love with a girl, who was also an actress in the show. But her feelings for him were very real. She tried to tell him the truth that his life is not real but she was whisked away by another actor who claimed to be her father. When Truman asked the man where he was taking her, he said Fiji.

Truman eventually marries another girl the producer has set up for him, gets himself a job in insurance, a mortgage and living a normal life. Yet he never forgets his one true love. He makes a collage of the girl's face from pictures he finds in women's magazines. He also plans to go to Fiji where he believes he will be reunited with his one true love.

Finally, Truman realises he is not happy living the way he is, and he is not in love with his wife. He makes his escape by sea, even though he's afraid of water. The producer tries to stop him by creating a storm but Truman doesn't care if he drowns. In the end Truman's boat hits the inside walls of the dome. For the first time the producer of the show speaks to Truman. He explains to him that he's been living in a television show where he is the star. It is a life that is safe compared to what is outside. The producer convinces Truman to stay but Truman decides to take his chances outside.

The dome that was created for Truman is very similar to what we experience right now as earth. Earth is like an expanded version of a Planetarium created for us to have different types of experiences. Climatic conditions are special effects. Space is part of the illusion. What keeps the planetarium going is the mind behind the scenes. This mind is a combination of beliefs of all humanoid species of what is possible.

There are majority of people who are being programmed by mind to act in a particular way. They follow the programme of childhood, teenage years, and adulthood. They follow the educational system, some go on to university and then go to work. At a certain age, the parenting programme kicks in and you find people preoccupied with wanting to have a family. Because the programme has a belief in aging, sickness and death, it is imperative that new bodies replace the old in order to keep the illusion going. Every moment thousands die or move out of this programme and every moment thousands are born to replace the old. And so the programme goes on. You can tell when you meet someone who is ruled by the programme - when you look into their eyes, it's as is there is no one home.

There are a few who can see behind the appearances that what we experience as nature, houses, people, are mere simulations. They realise that there is a technology behind the scenes, but their realisation doesn't end there. They also realise that the real power is not the mind technology but that which is free of all concepts. It is at this void level that one can bypass mind and change forms within the simulation.

Next time you look in your cupboards and you see them bare, remember that the space you are looking in is part of the simulation. Know that there is only one Power behind it all and you are that Power. You can change the simulation right in front of you, you only have to believe.

We could all continue to play the game and following the rules blindly. Or we can wake up from the programme and be the mind behind the mind behind the simulation.

Never be fooled by appearances.

I am Love,
Enocia

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 follows what she believes to be true in preparation for giving birth. There is the belief that births should be painful, thus, many women experience pain in labour.

A friend, who is a Christian Scientist, told me when she was pregnant, she saw her son as Spirit that was always protected by God. She said giving birth was a joy. She never got her baby inoculated, though she received a lot of flack for that decision. She said her son never got sick and never went to the hospital throughout his childhood and teenage years.

Back to the baby who has been born to worldly parents. Each stage of a baby's development is effortless. In fact, the baby's growth is being guided by collective consciousness as influenced by his parents' beliefs, the culture he was born into, his gender, his nationality, his race, religion, beliefs in aging, sickness and death, and other beliefs of humanity. While we all seem to have two parents, our actual parents are the collective human consciousness.

For instance, we have this belief that we all have two sets of teeth: milk and permanent teeth. At a certain stage of the baby's development, teeth start to appear. When the child gets to a certain age, these teeth are replaced with adult ones. If an adult loses his teeth, he doesn't expect them to grow back as that is not the norm. However, I have heard many stories of people who have had their teeth restored because they have accepted that possibility.

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

I am living in a Love Cocoon that is unaffected by beliefs, thoughts and emotions. This Love Cocoon is my own universe where I can be whatever I imagine. I am the sole creator of this universe.

I am Love,
Enocia

"Nyoshul Khenpo Rinpoche said

Profound 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 immaculate
Looking naturally at itself." (The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, by Sogyal Rinpoche)

There is a commonly held belief that God/Love needs our experiences for Him to grow. Why would Perfection need man's experiences? Man's goodness, righteousness or "sins" makes no difference to the "mind of the Victorious Ones." In other words, my realisation of Truth means nothing to Self. Man needs God not vice versa. My job is to claim my heritage as Love, i.e realise I and Love are one.

Acknowledging my identity as Love means I am bypassing the conflicting information out there passing off as Universal Mind. I am claiming my heritage as Infinite Love that is infinite power, perfection, wholeness, peace and wisdom. I need no mediator to be the Love that I am.

Acknowledging my heritage as Love is the equivalent of plugging into an electric grid. If I don't plug in I don't get electricity.

Acknowledging my heritage as Love is the equivalent of becoming a member of a club where I can receive all the benefits of being a member. This club is, however, open to all.

Acknowledging my heritage as Love is the equivalent of downloading information from the Internet on to my CD, disc or mobile. No download, no information.

The human way is that one can only enjoy one's good once one has realised the truth of reality. Thank God, Love takes no notice of human beliefs or we would have a long wait indeed to enter the Kingdom of God.

I need do nothing but simply acknowledge my heritage as Love and let that consciousness flow freely through me to where it is needed. I don't need to know how this works; I only need to be a willing channel to let Love do Its work through me.

Only Love matters.

I am Love,
Enocia

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 another 12 for free.

I wrote in a recent blog about my love for Madonna's songs. Yesterday, there were several programmes on television devoted to Madonna. I watched three hours of Madonna videos including my favourite songs.

This morning I noticed they were showing some videos of the popstar, Robbie Williams, including his former group, Take That. I started humming my favourite song of Take That Could It Be Magic, a cover version of Barry Manilow's song. I wanted to see that video. I turned the television on but I wasn't sure whether they'd played it or not. I had to make a quick errand to the local shops. When I returned the next video that came on was "Could It Be Magic." Talk about excellent timing!

The substance of the Universe is Love. What you love is multiplied. Increase may very well be the way the Universe acknowledges one's love.

In Love,
Enocia

Love lifted me! (even me)
Love lifted me! (even me)
When nothing else could help,
Love lifted me! Love Lifted Me

It'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 painful at times. I have to remember to lift myself to Self or ask to be lifted up. When I am in a state of Love, the feeling goes away. Thoughts and emotions have no power in Spirit.

Love is always Love whether we are "good" or "evil". Love is always perfect and one's actions makes no difference to Love. While Love is everywhere, it is up to me to choose Love and ask to be lifted up into that consciousness or lift myself up.

For instance, what are you going to do if you wish to get to the 20th floor of a building? You're going to have to rise to that floor by using the escalator, the lift, fly, levitate, or none of the above. In the same respect, to live in Reality - God consciousness - one has to remember to lift oneself to the consciousness of Love. In other words, one has to be Love.

There are various methods one can use to lift oneself to Love or be Love. One can use truth principles and realise that Love is the substance of all there is. The problem with this approach is that it is slow. You only get to demonstrate what you are open to. Or you could realise that you are already Love and lift yourself to that consciousness.

Yesterday on a bus journey I had a coughing fit. I felt so sorry for the passenger in front of me. I called out for help of course. The Voice within advised me to use my imagination to literally lift myself up from that level of coughing to the level of Spirit. In my mind's eye, I saw myself being lifted up to the sky where I was pure Light. I stopped breathing and stayed in that state throughout the journey. When I got off the bus, I wasn't able to maintain that state for long as I felt my skin crawling again. I asked for help to maintain the state. In the meantime, I browsed at the bookshop reading inspirational literature. I imagined the spot lights on the ceiling as all of us, God-consciousness. I planned my journey ahead by imagining a blaze of light everywhere I walked. The journey took no time at all. I also hummed the tune from the Donna Summer song I feel Love.

Thoughts and emotions of humanity seem to resonate at a particular frequency. When you are at that level, you attract what comes with it including the many beliefs about life. You can choose to stay at that level or lift yourself to Reality.

The choice is easy.

I feel love.
Enocia

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 Prayer.

Songs help experience my real Self as a feeling.

I feel love, I feel love, I feel love.

Enocia

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 every experience with Love.

I love myself no matter what thoughts or feelings I have. I love all of me.

Life is that simple.

With a Loving KISS,
Enocia

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 amazing!
Although it is evidently visible, yet there is no one there who sees it – how amazing!
Although it has wandered through samsara, no harm has come to it – how amazing!
Although it has seen buddhahood itself, no good has come to it – how amazing!
Although it exists in everyone everywhere, it has gone unrecognised – how amazing!
And yet you go on hoping to attain some other fruit than this elsewhere – how amazing!
Even though it is the thing that is most essentially yours, you seek for it elsewhere – how amazing!" (Padmasambhava)

Dudjom Rinpoche wrote:

No words can describe it
No example can point to it
Samsara does not make it worse
Nirvana does not make it better
It has never been born
It has never ceased
It has never been liberated
It has never been deluded
It has never existed
It has never been nonexistent
It has no limits at all
It does not fall into any kind of category

Nyoshul Khenpo Rinpoche said

Profound 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 immaculate
Looking naturally at itself." (The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, by Sogyal Rinpoche)

Nothing can be added to or taken away from Perfection. Indeed!

In Love,
Enocia

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, practise, the more I have that experience in my reality. Does practise make perfect?

Let's take an example of a skill I'm very proficient at - typing. My typing speed is very fast, I would imagine between 95 to a 100 wpm (words per minute). I first learned to type about 15 years ago. I could type very fast with two fingers but I wanted to learn touch typing. So I borrowed a friend's typing manual. I allocated a whole afternoon to the task; I was determined that by the end of that day I would know how to touch type. I achieved my goal but I was going at snail's pace. As I had a computer, I had the opportunity to practise but I was still very slow. I guess I wasn't motivated to type any faster. I soon went back to studies where I put my typing into practice writing essays. I still wasn't that fast.

After college I became a professional temp. When you register with employment agencies you have to take their typing tests. To begin with my maximum speed was about 45 wpm, which wasn't that fast but I was pretty accurate. I believed my anxiety about taking these typing tests slowed me down. It was enough for me to get by.

From time to time, I registered at new employment agencies. I noted my typing speed was gradually increasing. It would seem that I needed the practice in order for my speed to improve. Or did I?

The last time I registered at agencies for work I decided to take two tests on the same day. At the first agency I didn't feel a lot of rapport with the lady giving me the test. My typing speed was about 53 wpm. During the interview, I still couldn't connect with the woman. I didn't feel I wanted to work for that agency. I went through the motions, answered their questions, left them my CV (curriculum vitae/resume) and left.

An hour later I went to my next interview. This time, I had a nice chat with the lady giving me the test. Her relaxed attitude made me feel relaxed. When she told me my typing speed I nearly fell off my chair: 95 wpm. I had a good interview and was soon working for this agency until I stopped temping.

What made the difference from a typing speed of 53 to 95 wpm within one hour? My inner state and rapport. What is rapport? It is the ability to be in harmony with others. When you are in harmony you are experiencing love. In other words, I felt relaxed and good about the environment and I performed better. This demonstrates that it is not always about practising but how one feels that makes the difference.

If my performance can improve so quickly just because I am in rapport with someone, what would happen if I am in a state of Love, being my real Self, all the time? How can one be Love all the time? There are two ways one can achieve this.

Feeling Love.
The love that we experience as human is conditional. I love you because you are my son, daughter, husband, friend; or because of what you do or say or how you behave. The Love that we all are - Self - loves us regardless of actions and behaviour. It's no use imagining someone loving me and magnifying that love because no human has ever loved me the way Self loves. Fortunately, I do have the experience of being loved unconditionally which I have felt as an overwhelming feeling of joy and bliss. If I didn't have that experience, I could imagine what if would feel like to be loved no matter what, and how good it would feel to be totally accepted. Then I go about my business with this feeling.

Love in action.
How do you know you are love if you are not experiencing it? You can experience love by giving without conditions and expectations or you can imagine how it is to give without expectations. This website is Love in action. I also like to imagine myself as radiant light, without beginning or end, that is forever giving of Itself. When I am being Love I am being the Source of Love. All it takes is for me to practise this exercise a few times a day.

Being the Love that I am has amazing results. People pick up on your vibes as friendly and they feel drawn to you. People interpret this Love in their own ways according to their needs at the time. Yesterday in this public toilet, I saw a woman changing her baby's nappy. The baby was wailing throughout. While I was washing my hands, I looked across and smiled at the baby. The moment I said hello the baby stopped crying and grinned at me. When I walked out I saw another baby and she also grinned at me. Maybe I should get a job as a nanny like Mary Poppins. Nah! I don't do nappies.

When I am being Love, I am in harmony with all, as Love is the essence of all - visible and invisible. And where there is Love, one should expect the unexpected.

The spiritual path, in my view, is about being our true Self that is Love. You could spend years, lifetimes even, studying truth principles, following a teaching and practising spiritual rituals, hoping that one day you will wake up and be Self. On the other hand, you can realise you are already Self by simply being your real Self, Love.

"Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness [be Love]; and all these things shall be added unto you." (Matthew 6: 33)

Forget practise makes perfect, just be Love.

Is life that simple? It sure is.

In Love,
Enocia

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 want to share?

Addict: My name is EJ and I am a love addict.

Addicts: Hello EJ

EJ: I’ve been an addict for a long time now. I don’t know exactly when it crept up on me but it did. Suddenly I started acting in strange ways. I would go round feeling happy for no reason at all. I get inspired to share my experiences with others. People seem happy being around me. I attract attention from lots of guys, which can be annoying when you are not interested.

As for the feelings, words cannot describe the agony I go through. I sometimes feel so deliriously joyful I could kiss everyone I come across. Then I hear a voice in my head singing me love songs, telling me jokes so I have a good chuckle, and feeling as if I’m being hugged. It’s a nightmare. Other people just can't understand what I’ve been going through.

All I can say is that I’m so grateful to have found this group. I don’t know what I would have done otherwise. Thank you all for listening.

Coordinator: Thank you for sharing EJ. Anyone wishing to share?

Addict: My name is Joe and I am a love addict.

Addicts: Hello Joe.

Joe: I’ve been coming to this meeting for over a year now. I thought I was getting better until last night when I had another relapse. I had to call my sponsor for help.

I had a crisis at home when my wife told me that she was sick of me being so considerate and supportive of her. What happened to the guy she married? She said she doesn’t know me anymore and if I don’t do anything to change, she’s filing for a divorce.

I listened to her concerns and told her how much I love her and will always love her but she just freaked out. I felt this rush of energy and I wanted so much to hug her but she wouldn’t have it so I channelled the energy into writing lyrics, which I also enjoy doing. It was while I was writing that I heard what sounded like the voice of angels in my head. The music sounded so sweet I knew I was cracking up. So I called my sponsor to help me go through this.

I am doing my best to give up on this love addiction but it’s tough. I am so grateful to have this group and my sponsor to turn to when the going gets tough. Thank you all for listening.

Coordinator: Thank you for sharing Joe. Anyone else like to share?

Addict: My name is Sally and I am a love addict.

Addicts: Hello Sally.

Addict: One of my biggest problems right now is my colleagues at work. Before my addiction I fitted in nicely. We all got on very well and we even socialised together. Then I became an addict and things got strained at work. People would be complaining about work or about the boss and I don't get involved. I don't feel it is my place to tell them how to be but, because I don't get involved, they think I'm sucking up to our boss. I have been ostracised by my colleagues. They've even stopped asking me to go for drinks with them. I don't mind as I'm perfectly happy being home with my husband and kids.

The thing is (sob) I don't know how long I can handle this. I love my job and I get on well with my boss. But my colleagues don't seem to like the new me. It's so good to have this outlet to speak freely without feeling judged. Thank you all.

Coordinator: Thank you Sally.

And so the stories continue of the hell of being a love addict.

At the end of the meeting the Love Addicts recite the Serenity Prayer:

"God, grant us the serenity to accept who we are as Love Addicts. Amen."

I wonder whether this will ever catch on.

The Love Addict,
Enocia

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 and habits I've had over the years

To be Self I have to remember to keep my attention on Self. Technically, while I'm focused on Self, my world should reflect that of perfection. But the other signals are still there vying for attention. It is no use resisting these signals as that only makes things worse. I simply give all my attention to Self; keep the radio tuned to my favourite channel.

I have found that sometimes I go to bed perfectly healthy and wake up with a sore throat, a blocked nose or a headache. I have stopped looking for causes. I simply flood my whole body with the consciousness of my real Self.

Why do I have to do this? Surely if Self is ever present I should be protected all the time, even while I sleep? It would seem that dreaming is the equivalent of tuning into other channels. I either have to surrender my consciousness before going to sleep or stay awake.

You see, the human self is used to the human ways. The human consciousness is the equivalent of the clouds while Self is the sky. Clouds can be so engrossed in being clouds, they have no concept of the sky. The way I see it, why not ask Self to lift my consciousness to Self. The easiest way I find is to call out for help.

Earlier this morning as I walked to the bus stop I felt pins and needles around my neck. I immediately called upon Self for help. Self has different ways of lifting me up: sometimes I feel as if I'm being embraced, other times I receive visions, ideas, thoughts and even song tunes. The moment I called for help I heard the following Madonna song.

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

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

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

The words were like a healing balm and I was free of the pain.

Naturally, Self only gives me tunes I know. I happen to love that song as it goes.

I trust in Self.
I love Self.

Enocia

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 back or soft back, you've got it.

You want it on tape, you've got it.

You want it in Braille, you've got it.

You want it on CD-Rom, you've got it.

You want it as an e-book, you've got it.

You want it as light, you've got it.

Any way you want the book, you've got it.

Remember, no matter what shape or form you have taken, you all have the same Book of Life.

You meet someone and their approach to life is a lot different to yours, it is simply you have different interpretations. When you resonate with others and share similar values, it is because you share the same meaning.

The other day on the bus a guy and his friend sat near me. The one sitting beside me was giving his friend a sight-seeing tour of London though his friend later told me he'd been living in London for a year. He pointed to the architecture and designs of buildings. He drew my attention to a building I hadn't properly looked at before. We got into a conversation about building designs. He described what London was like in the sixties. As the bus drove by he pointed out buildings that never existed then and marvelled at how much London had changed recently. I was very grateful to him for giving me a different perspective of London.

We are all perfectly the One.

With love,
Enocia

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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

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. When you have the continued belief in many powers, you're always going to manifest another situation of another power trying to oppose you, just like in the cartoon series, He Man is in a constant battle with Skeletor. If there wasn't the belief in good and evil, there wouldn't be a cartoon series called He-Man and the Masters of the Universe, nor would there be a place called earth for that matter.

When you realise there is only one Power, you find that you cannot manipulate anyone; for what you do to another you are doing to yourself. There is only one Power in all. This creates harmony and this harmony is Love. A few evenings ago, I stood by the River Thames watching the tide come in. There were three ducks on the water. I thought how the ducks and the ripples seemed to move in harmony. After a few minutes the ducks stepped out of the water and stood at the edge. At one point, they were so still I wondered whether they'd fallen asleep. As if to respond to my question, one duck moved. "Are you lot going back in the water?" I wondered. The ducks got in and swam or let the river carry them along. One of them was moving in the opposite direction. I imagined my hand reaching out to guide the duck back to the other two. The duck reversed his direction and joined the others. The one Power that is in me is the same Power that is in the ducks. We are all one.

The one Power is also Wisdom. Let's say you evoke the Power within to fix your broken down car, which I have done for a friend's car; the Power has Wisdom how to fix the car. I don't have to consciously worry about the how, just knowing this is possible is enough. Thus, the only Wisdom I need to concern myself with is that with the one Power, all things are possible.

Where there is a belief in many powers, power is used to manipulate and destroy. Where there is a knowing that there is only one Power, there is harmony for the Power is Love and Wisdom.

With Love,
Enocia

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And so on.

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

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

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

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

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

With love,
Enocia

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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.

Earlier today I thought about consequences. I recalled what a friend had written about the "true challenge" in her life:

"But here it is... the ONE challenge, the ONE thought, from which I have nowhere else to turn, nowhere else to look, nowhere else to hide.

"This is the awareness that the TINIEST irritation, the momentary impatience, the most insignificant & fleeting experience of anger, the seemingly justifiable feeling of hurt or sadness, and even the common cold... are ALL attempts BY ME to kill the Son of God, to render him GUILTY and deserving punishment. By my distress, in ANY form, I model to him that he is NOT innocent." Source

We have conditioned ourselves to believe that our actions have consequences. If you do something, such and such should be the result. If you think such and such, you should expect such and such. There are only consequences if you believe in consequences.

All thoughts, words and actions are innocent of motives; they are pure in intent. When I cough it is because I am coughing not because I'm coming up with a cold. When I eat it is because I am eating not because I need to be sustained. When I am smiling it is because I am smiling, not because I am happy. But the moment you start reading meanings into actions or thoughts, you are entering the realm of consequences.

Do you seriously think when babies put everything they come across in their mouths they are thinking of consequences? They are exploring the world they live in. Where is the harm in that? A bit of dirt is not harmful to a baby who doesn't know about harm. You hear consequences-conscious parents saying: "Don't eat that! Don't touch that! Leave it!" Things are only harmful to a baby who is under the influence of the belief in good and evil. Babies have no thoughts about consequences because consequences do not exist in reality. Innocence is innocence is innocence.

After pondering on consequences, I had the opportunity to see this in action with my mother.

My mother and I had arranged to go to the shops this morning. Just before we were going to leave, the phone rang. It was her friend. They chatted for a long time. I have to admit I was getting impatient and I wanted to leave NOW. She kept her friend holding on the phone while she went looking for something. She asked me if I knew. I said to her "come on, come on, I need to go."

When she got off the phone, she said, "I didn't like the way you spoke to me just now. You were very disrespectful."
"Really? How did you manage to read disrespect into 'come on, come on, I need to go!'?"
"I asked you a question and instead of answering it, you said you needed to go."
"Look mum, I wasn't listening to your conversation so I had no idea what information you wanted off me. I simply said "come on, I need to go."
"It's the way you said it," she said.
"I can assure you there was no mal-intent, I was just saying I need to go."
"Don't raise your voice at me!"
"Mum, if you feel I was being disrespectful, I apologise," I said. "Can we leave it and go now?"
"Your apology means nothing when you don't mean it," she said. She went off on one listing "grievances" from days of yore. After a while I screamed out "Mum!"
"How dare you shout at me!" and she was off again.

I didn't say anything else. As far as I was concerned nothing was trying to be something and I was giving it no more attention. After she'd finished, we went out. After a few minutes of walking in silence I said, "Well? Have you got it out of your system?"
"What do you mean?"
"Whatever you needed to get out," I said. "You do realise you are wasting your breath getting angry with me because I can't get angry."
"Alright, if you say so," she said. "You go ahead."
"Why should I walk ahead of you? We are walking together, aren't we?"

A neighbour walked by and mum stopped and had a chat.

As we continued walking I said to her, "You are so funny sometimes!"
"Why do you say that?"
"You like to build something out of nothing," I said laughing. "Go on admit it."
"Well it isn't funny."
"It is. You've got to have a laugh," I said.

Mum chuckled.

"You needed to let off steam and it's good to let off steam," I said giving her a hug. "You have to realise that being angry at me is like water off a duck's back, it doesn't stick. You need to find yourself a better sparring partner, it's wasted on me."

I see what happened with my mother as a moment of expression - no meaning, nothing personal. If I had read meanings into it there would have been consequences. I am not open to that reality.

All actions have consequences unless they don't.

In Innocence,
Enocia

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 and whistling the tune to "Feeling Hot Hot Hot." [He thinks to himself] I can't wait to lie in the sun all day. Yes, my idea of heaven!

V: Why wait for a month? What's stopping you from having fun in the sun now?

Sam: Who said that?

V: Me, well actually I am you.

Sam: What do you mean, you are me?

V: I am you, but you can see me as your best friend who always wants you to be happy.

Sam: I've heard of people who hear voices, mental institutions are filled with them. Am I cracking up? This can't be happening.

V: You are not cracking up, you are perfectly sane.

Sam: Thank God for that!

V: Trust me, I am your friend. You haven't answered my question. What's stopping you from having fun in the sun now?

Sam: Don't be daft! I can't have fun in the sun now, it's winter. It will take another six or seven months, if we are lucky, to have the kind of heat I'm talking about. The sunshine I'm thinking of is in the Caribbean, mate, where I'm heading next month.

V: Who says you can't have the sunshine and warmth now?

Sam: Have you ever experienced heat wave in winter? Even when the winter is mild, we're talking about a maximum of 15 degree centigrade and that's still cold. Nah, that ain't gonna happen in London.

V: What makes you think you can't be warm, the way you define it, now?

Sam; Because it's impossible. You're living in cloud cuckoo land! This is winter and you get warmth in summer, sometimes in late spring or an Indian Summer. But a heat wave, the way I like it, is impossible in winter.

V: What makes you think you can't enjoy warm and sunny weather now?

Sam: I'm getting bored with this. You sound like a broken record. Can't you understand me? This is winter, it can't happen.

V: What if I were to tell you that there is a reality right now with your ideal climate just waiting for you to call it forth?

Sam: How is this possible? What about the other people who are expecting it to be cold?

V: You could call this weather forth and experience it as a reality right now, just the way you like it, while those who want to experience winter can experience winter.

Sam: How is that possible?

V: You know when you go to sleep and you dream?

Sam: Yeah.

V: Is your wife not lying in bed dreaming too?

Sam: Yeah. So what?

V: Do you share the same dream?

Sam: Hmmm! I don't think so, I've never really thought of it. I sometimes see her in my dreams but most of the time there are other women in my dream. What am I saying? My dreams are private.

V: Don't worry, I'm not interested in the details.

Sam: That's alright then.

V: What I want to know is this: if your wife is not in your dream, where is she?

Sam: I guess she's having her own dream.

V: Yet you are sharing the same bed aren't you?

Sam: I think I see where you're going with this. You're saying people can be sharing the same experience but not necessarily feeling the same way. Is that what you mean.

V: You've got it.

Sam: Are you saying I could go round in Bermuda shorts and a t-shirt even though everyone is freezing their butts off?

V: Yes.

Sam: How is this possible?

V: You have the Power within you to experience a reality that you love, right now. Everyone has that power. There is no reason why you have to let habits dictate how you should live your lives. Just because it's winter doesn't mean you can't go round in Bermuda shorts.

Sam: Can my wife come too?

V: Only if she is open to it.

Sam: This is unbelievable! You mean you can experience something completely different from what we've been told we should? How does it work? Do I have to know how to conjure the dream?

V: When you have dreams do you know how they come about?

Sam: Nope, they just appear.

V: Well then, it's not up to you to wonder about the how, just know that it will happen as you believe.

Sam: Let me think about this one. Man, this blows my mind! I mean it opens up untold possibilities.

V: I guess so.

Sam: Wait a minute! Are you saying that I don't have to be sick?

V: Yes, I mean, no you don't have to be sick.

Sam: And I don't need to grow old?

V: Nope.

Sam; I don't need to die?

V: Unless you want to.

Sam: This is awesome! Who did you say you were again?

V: I am you.

Sam: How can you be me? You seem to know so much more than I do.

V: Let's just say you know a lot more than you think.

Sam: Wow, this is amazing!

V: Well, are you game?

Sam: Game for what?

V: Do you want to have fun in the sun now?

Sam: You bet I am. When can I expect to start having fun in the sun?

V: There is no time like the present!

Sam: Okey dokey! I would like to feel like I am in the tropics, say around 90 degrees Fahrenheit everyday.

V: It is so even as you speak.

Sam; Excellent. Am I imagining this? I feel warm already. Are people going to think I'm mad going round in a t-shirt?

V: Forget about what others are going to think. Just be what you want to be.

Sam: One more thing. I would still like to go to Jamaica next month, I've already paid for the ticket.

V: No problem. Relax, chill my friend.

Sam: Nice. [singing] "Olay Olay, feeling hot, hot, hot!"

Enocia

"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 website. Your friends log into a website with a blank screen.

You go to do your grocery shopping at your local supermarket but all the shelves are empty. Yet all the check out tills are open. Bizarre!

I wonder why no house numbers start with zero?

It would seem that we don't like things that are empty. "Nature abhors a vacuum." Wherever there is an empty space it has to be filled. If you don't fill it, someone else will. That's the way it is.

Since nature abhors a vacuum, why do we strive so much to fill the vacuum? Why are we so afraid of vacuums?

You wouldn't open an account at the bank if you didn't have money to deposit.
You wouldn't set up a website with no information.
You wouldn't set up a shop with no goods.

This suggests vacuums have no reality. We create vacuums with the intention of filling them up.

In whatever circumstances a vacuum appears why not see it for what it is? There would be no vacuum if there was nothing to fill it up. The vacuum is already filled.

Vacuums are not to be feared but embraced for what they are.

I still believe house numbers should start with zero.

With love,
Enocia

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 her calling her friend, postponing her visit to another day. She sat down to watch a religious programme on television. I asked her if she was going out and she said later, when it has stopped raining. I looked out of the window. "It's not raining, mum. You're waiting again."

"Why are we waiting?" I sang. She laughed and sang with me.

At that moment, the guy on television said "now is the time."

"See, mum, now is the time to do whatever you have to do. There is no need to wait."

Mum wanted me to get her newspaper but I teased her that it was raining and I couldn't possibly go out in that weather. Besides, she already knew from watching the news channel earlier what was in the news. She said she didn't know why she bothered reading newspapers. Much of what is in the newspapers are copied from other sources. I agreed with her. For instance, there was a news item in yesterday's Daily Mail about the ugliest dog in the world. Yesterday, I also read a blog about the same dog dated 2 July 2005. It's the same old news that is being recycled.

Back to my day. It was dry when I went out to catch my bus. As I walked past two road engineers one smiled at me and said, "Are you happy?"

"Yes, I am happy. Thank you for asking," I said. I wished both of them a good day.

The Universe is now. All that we'll ever need is now. Yet we say,

"Once this has happened, I will";
"I will be happy when."

Words can bind one in time. When you say "I will" you are dreaming a reality that is outside of the eternal now. Your "will" prevents what is from being expressed.

Is. Is. Is.

Let us remember what is.

Now is the time.

Love always,
Enocia

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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, some might paint, while others might dance. We all have our ways of being; that is what makes us unique and we must never deny our uniqueness.

To find the real You, let the real You reveal Itself. I like the idea of channelling the Self. I pretend there is an opening on my crown shaped like a funnel and I intend that the real Me channels through until I am filled up. Then I go about my day knowing I am being myself.

Last night on my way home from town I missed the bus I wanted, but there was another bus right behind. I beckoned for it to stop but it went past. A few minutes later another bus turned up. During the journey a young woman got on. She reminded me of someone I went to school with. I found her face interesting, there was something so fresh about her beauty. I didn't want to over-indulge in thinking so I let the thought go. She soon swapped seats.

At the end of the journey, I heard the woman asking the bus driver how to get somewhere. It turned out I was going part of the way so we waited for the next bus together. She said she had been invited round to her aunt's for dinner but she was running late. We had a laugh about her diet as a fish eating vegetarian who also occasionally eats turkey.

She said she liked my name and I told her why I chose it. She didn't feel her name was that special; she named several famous people with the same name as hers. I told her no one could express her name the way she did. There is no other like her. She said sometimes she knows when she's been carried away with the crowd and not being herself. She has to stop and be true to herself.

There may be thousands of Sharons but each Sharon is unique in the way she expresses her Sharon.

If you are reading this D, be true to yourself. You are wonderful just as you are.

Each of us is the One, but we are also unique in being the One.

There is only One Enocia

"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, then shall you enter the Kingdom." (Gospel of Thomas)

One of the reasons why I love the American comedy, Sex and the City, is because the girls remind me of how I used to be in past relationships. No, not their sexual antics, I wish; I used to spend hours analysing my relationships with my girlfriends. I believed men and women were from different planets and couldn't understand one another. My girlfriends and I would come up with various reasons why a boyfriend was behaving in a particular way. I would analyse my relationship to death. In hindsight, the signs were always there and oh, so simple: he just wasn't that into me. Hehehe!

If you are someone who is playing the game of being a woman, you might see men as a different species that don't understand the female of the species, and need help decoding men's behaviour; and vice versa. You might even see men as the enemy in a patriarchal society depriving women of their freedom. If you are someone who identifies yourself as a particular sexuality, you might see others of a different sexuality as not being able to empathise with you. There are infinite ways to express insanity.

The bottom line is it is all about communication, learning to speak one another's language. Over the years I've been on various personal development courses to learn how to communicate and be in rapport with other people. Because I was playing the game of being human, I found these courses to be of immense value. I reckon it would be so much easier, and cheaper, if we had a Universal Translator as they do in Star Trek. Sigh.

Back to the topic in hand. The spiritual path for me is making everything Spirit. How can this be achieved? By realising that there is only One within and without. The One within is Essence, the creative power and intelligence that is always seeking to express Self. The One within is me, you, the cat, the dog, everything in its purest state of Love.

All is the One. What we experience as the material universe is the One without. Right now, the One within i.e. the world that we are all experiencing without does not quite match the One within; if they did match, the world wouldn't be in the state it is now. Why is that?

Ask the One within why you are in pain and His response is "I am wholeness." This kind of response is madness to the human. "What do you mean I am whole. Can't you see I am in agony here?" Ask the One within how to meet your needs and the response is "I am Abundance" or "All is yours." Again, this kind of answer is baffling to the human. Is it possible that the human and the One within are speaking two different languages? Is the human from Mars and the One within from Venus, as John Gray would put it? Hahaha.

The One within is the same One expressing without, or rather it should be the same. The human without is not living as the One within because of break down in communication and misperception. When the human self is in agony and the One within tells him he is already whole, he doesn't realise he is the Voice within giving himself counsel. As far as the human self is concerned, the One within is from another planet, Venus.

The human self has bought into the idea of an ego self, preventing him from being who he is. There is no ego, carnal or mortal mind keeping one imprisoned in the human realm. There is only one Self. You are that Self. You made the decision to have a human life so you can make your inner world the same as the human. In other words, you are here to make heaven and earth one.

In order to experience “heaven and earth as one” as a tangible form, the within and the without have to be in synchrony. They have to be speaking the same language. There is one way to speak the One within's language: agree with Him. It is that simple. If you the human self is in pain and you call upon the One within for assistance and you hear "I am Wholeness," agree. You could thank the You within. You could acknowledge the truth that you are already whole. Or you could say, "Yes dear, whatever you say dear." (smile) Ignore the sensations without and keep trusting in the truth of who you are. Don’t even think of falling back on your old human ways. Do nothing, just observe as you are made whole, as if by magic.

The human self can be a tough cookie. Believe me, I know. But there have been many times when I have asked for help and been given a vision or words of counsel, trusted and witnessed its manifestation. For instance, for years I had this nagging knee pain that made it painful to walk. I must have tried all the therapies known to man. I finally prayed to God. (I wasn't aware that there was only One at the time). I was shown an image of myself running. It was difficult for me to believe but I accepted it. I stopped all therapies. The time soon came when I ran for a bus and I saw the fulfilment of that vision.

How does one know when one is speaking to the One within? The One within always wants what is best for you. He doesn’t judge you. He wants you to be fulfilled and live joyfully. Who do you think gave you the desire in the first place? You, of course. So the outer you/human self has to align yourself with the inner You.

In Jesus' teachings, we see evidence of the inner and outer Self merging as one. Jesus refers to the inner Self as Father, and the outer Self as Son.

"The Son can do nothing of himself, but what he seeth the Father do: for what things soever he doeth, these also doeth the Son likewise. For the Father loveth the Son, and sheweth him all things that himself doeth: and he will shew him greater works than these, that ye may marvel." (John 5: 19-20)

"I and my Father are one." (John 10: 30)

"And he that seeth me seeth him that sent me." (John 12: 45)

"He that hath seen me hath seen the Father." (John 14: 9)

As you can see Jesus knows that he and the Father are one and the same. The problem arose when people interpreted the Father to mean the Almighty God that is out there; and humans as sons and daughters of God. When you see yourself as the son of God you are separating yourself from yourself.

The analogy of Father and Son is a useful model but can be misconstrued. I prefer to see reality as the One God within and without. The One within is expressed as the One without on its own terms. The One without can do nothing; the works are always carried out by the One within. The One without is evidence of the One within. But when the One without/human forgets he is the same as the One within, he bows down to worship himself. By all means, worship the One within if that rocks your world. Never forget that the One you are worshipping is You.

So you have now realised that the One within is you. You now listen to Yourself and ensure that you are always in harmony. What happens is that the world you live in, be it earth or wherever in the galaxy, now acts in the same way as your inner world. Nature is obedient to you because nature is the outer You. You can now expect the whole universe to be in harmony with you because the outer universe is You.

A funny thing happened the other day on a bus journey. I was dreaming up a joke involving a dog. The moment I thought of "dog" a dog barked. I turned round to see a dog sitting a few seats behind. He obviously caught the thought and responded. It made me chuckle to myself.

There is only one Self within and without. He is You. You just need to speak the same language.

With Love,
Enocia

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 whole room and beyond. It also felt immensely peaceful.

At first all my thoughts were erased. I basked in the peace for timeless moments, just being. Now I’ve had similar experiences when I have remained in this state for the entire night, sleep being the furthest thing from my mind. I have always remained in silence, knowing that the moment I start thinking I lose that consciousness. Last night's experience was different. After being in silence, I carried on thinking. I even analysed the experience. Yet, my thoughts made no difference to the experience; I was still locked in Peace's embrace. Even when I swapped from lying on one side to the next, I was still in the clouds.

I was like a baby in her mother’s arms. The baby is gurgling away sweet nothings while her mother is hugging her and giving her love. Here I was deep in thought and being allowed to think to my heart's content, while I was still aware of being in cloud nine. My thoughts made no difference to the perfection of Being.

My thoughts turned to the notion of stillness. It has been my understanding that when you are being God, you are in stillness. There I was thinking away and I was very much conscious of being encapsulated in this cloud. As I write this, I am aware of being in the cloud.

This shows that it matters not whether you are still or not, God is beyond even our notion of stillness. God is beyond definitions.

Just as well I know God is unconditioned and expect the unexpected. Otherwise, I would feel as overwhelmed as people must have felt when they were forced to change their world view from seeing the earth as flat to the earth as round.

What? Is the earth round? Says who? No Way!

In Love's Embrace,
Enocia

"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 budge.

I've been travelling long enough on London buses to know the drill. The moment there is some kind of mechanical failure, the driver chucks passengers out of the bus. I have no intention of standing in the rain waiting for another bus. Time to pray. I thank the doors for working perfectly.

In the meantime, the driver is reporting the fault on his mobile phone. He keeps pushing the manual button but the doors won't budge. The driver walks towards where I am sitting, looks at me and says: "We won't be going anywhere soon." I know the doors are already working perfectly so I ignore his comments and stare out of the window. The driver returns to his cubicle.

Suddenly the doors open of their own accord, or so it seems. Passengers climb on board, the driver starts the engine and we are off. At the next stop the doors open as normal. A passenger beside me comments that the doors are now working. Throughout my journey the doors are working perfectly.

Yesterday afternoon while I was having my dinner, I managed to flick some sauce in my eye. It stung like hell at first then I remembered that there is nothing but God. Therefore, the sauce is God, my eye is God, everything is God. My eye returned to normal in no time.

If there is only one Power in all, how come people get sick, there are mechanical faults, disasters etc? Surely the one Power can prevent these things from happening? The one Power needs to be brought to conscious awareness. For instance, electricity has always existed but it took a consciousness that was open for it to be made manifest so mankind can make use of this power.

A few weeks ago I watched a documentary about magic. Two magicians were about to make Tower Bridge vanish. In order for it to appear "real," the magicians needed some observers. Only observers close to the magicians, and the television audience could experience the illusion. People around Tower Bridge and elsewhere would experience the bridge as per usual or not give it a thought. This is the trick behind illusions, you need an observer for it to have meaning.

For too long we have been human conscious expecting reality to behave according to human beliefs. If I had depended on human beliefs, those doors on that bus would have remained closed until the engineers fixed it. I wasn't prepared to accept that reality; I know there is an intelligence within all things that is not under any material laws. It was that intelligence that I evoked. I didn't care how the doors opened, I just knew they would open.

In order to continuously experience the one Power, we have to be God conscious. God consciousness is developing a habit where you see and know nothing but God, and know only the one Power.

We need people who can navigate in this world with God consciousness.

We need people who are devoted to making this Power manifest in the human realm.

I am game.

Enocia

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 even looking for a teacher. Being a teacher is as appealing to me as garlic is to Dracula. Besides, I know that we are all the same; unique, but the same. We don't need to be taught what we already are.

I was also aware that the thoughts I was having was coming from universal mind of men who believe one has to evolve, and be taught to be who we are. It may very well have been this mind that inspired me to set this website up in the first place.

Well, a few days ago I received an email from someone asking questions. He said he and his friend have been looking for someone to help clear their doubts about self-realisation.

Can I teach someone how to be Self? There is only Self; I can't teach what already is. I can remind others that they are already Self. I can encourage others to practise being Self.

Here are a few ideas which are maps I have found useful. Bear in mind that the "map is not the territory."

What is Self?

As humans, we have many masks that define us such as brother, sister, son, daughter, mother, father, uncle, aunt, niece, nephew, cousin, grandson, granddaughter, grandmother, grandfather, husband, wife, lover, friend, qualifications, occupation, class, race, gender, sexuality, ethnicity, religion, nationality, political beliefs, philosophy, spiritual beliefs, thoughts, emotions, personal beliefs, desires, etc. When you remove all these masks, what are you left with? Nothing. This emptiness is what I understand to be Self.

It is Self that is behind the various masks, though Self is not the masks. We are so used to these masks that we believe we are these masks. Self is who we are.

How do I know when I am being Self?

When you have no identity you are being Self.
When you have no thoughts you are being Self.

Use your imagination to evoke that state. Imagine you've got nothing to worry about; you don't need to worry about where your next "bread and butter" is coming from. Imagine all you will ever need have always been provided; and they appear as and when. Heck, observe how blissful babies are. Their needs are always being met. This is your real Self. There are no thoughts, no beliefs, nothing. Anchor that feeling of bliss. Be this Self.

Are there other ways of knowing when you are being Self?

When you are in silence you are being Self.
When you are in the moment and only focused on what you are being/doing, you are being Self.
When you are not making any associations and just accepting things as they are, you are being Self.

Are there teachings or tools to help with knowing Self?

We are all unique. If you expect teachers in a human form, you will be attracted to ones that are right for you. There are tools one can use to practise being Self such as meditation or yoga.

Is realising Self a process or something you have to work at?

Self realisation occurs in an instant. When you make the commitment that you wish to realise Self, you are actually saying I am Self. Once you've declared it, you have to live as Self. To put it another way, if you know you can fly, fly.

For instance, I used to love wearing sun-glasses. I was like the creatures from the movie, Gremlins, who were afraid of bright light. One day, four years ago, I decided it was time to experience life without shades. It took a while but I got used to not wearing sunglasses. I also realised that the sun is only harmful if you believe it is. I can now look at the sun without experiencing any glare. I also used to wear prescription glasses. I haven't worn them in years, nor have I been to an optician.

I also realised that it is Self that quickens this body, therefore, my existence is not dependent on air, food or drink. It wasn't enough to just know this intellectually, it had to be tested. I can now eat anything I want as I know that Self is in all food, thus, it is all Good. I have also had innumerable experiences of instant healings because I know who I am.

What if I find it hard?

You have to be persistent. Remember you are already Self; you are simply practising being yourself. Be persistent and always be accepting of yourself. Treat yourself the way you'd treat a baby. You wouldn't criticise a baby, who has just started walking, for not walking as sturdily as you. If you find you are not being Self, let that moment go; there is always another moment to practise being Self. Just be focused on who you are.

What about lifestyle choices, can one who is Self-realised have sex? Can you have kids, get married?

Self is unconditioned. When you are being Self you are trusting in Self to guide you in a life/path that is right for you. Don’t expect a book of dos and don’ts of living. Only you can decide what is right for you.

What is the purpose of these writings?

I see my writings as tools to encourage and inspire others about other ways of being, not to instruct others how to live. I am also aware that I can’t tell anyone reading my experiences how to interpret them; people are free to read whatever meanings they find useful.

Whatever path you choose, I support you all on your “journeys.”

Love always,
Enocia

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 into thoughts when needed, I would direct the Love to my ex-boyfriend. Lucky bastard, getting waves and waves of love for no reason. Smile.

You need not direct the Love at anyone in particular.

Love, I find, silences thoughts of anxieties, all thoughts for that matter. Where there are no thoughts you are in the eternal NOW, being the real You.

Of course you can always go into the silence without the preamble.

I Love You,
Enocia

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 bombers or martyrs as they are regarded. According to the documentary, some suicide bombers believe they are playing their part in their struggle for liberation, while some believe they are following Allah's will. The presenter concluded that the new purpose is to create terror and chaos in humanity.

You know, it really doesn't matter to me the reasons for terror attacks. I am only concerned with one question:

How can I play my part to achieve lasting peace?

My truth is you can only be afraid of something if you see it as real. I'm also aware that for many of those killed in the bomb blasts in London, in Madrid, and in New York, the middle east, and all over the world, their deaths were very much real to their loved ones. There is a way one can live without fighting and feeling fear - see everything as Love.

Now I am aware that we don't all agree what Love is. This is what I mean by Love. Love is beyond human beliefs and concepts. It is simply pure energy, pure awareness. When you are in the presence of someone who is in that state you're overwhelmed by it all because it feels so accepting, comforting and blissful. This energy/Love is everywhere. What if each of us were to live with this truth: that this pure awareness is all there is and exists in all things? You will know that you are always in Love's presence. You wouldn't need to be fearful of guns and missiles and bombs as you will be confident that what appears as guns is pure awareness. Where there are no concepts or beliefs, guns can't harm anyone. It's only when we give these thought-forms power, when we give them meaning, that they seem to have power.

I have written elsewhere that once when I had grit in my eye it was very painful when I resisted it. When I remembered that all is Love and I only had Love in my eye, there was no pain. The grit simply melted into nothing.

I can't force people to change their behaviour but I can continue to see everything in the Universe as Love. Then instead of reading stories of mayhem and destruction in the media, there will be more stories of Love in action.

I know that the substance of all is pure awareness/Love. It is how I choose to see the Universe.

This is how I have been inspired to play my part in the Universe.

All my Love,
Enocia

The Universe loves
To play the game of
Hide and Seek.
Peek-a-boo,
I am a cup.
Now I am a spoon.

So a cup looks different
To a spoon.
So man looks different
To a horse.
Don’t be fooled
By appearances;
Man is not better than
Animal or nature,
We are all made of
The same stuff.

Don’t treat a chair
Like an object
Without intelligence.
Speak to the chair,
And she will gladly
Support your weight.

It’s about time
We treated everything.
With equal respect,
For all things
Are the Universe
Playing Hide and Seek.

Enocia

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. The moment you try to find a reason or explanation, you're putting restrictions and conditions and you end up living in a universe of conditions. The Universe is inherently unconditioned.

So I put the floppy disc into the slot and opened the file. A message came up that my disc wasn't formatted. What do you mean? I've just saved my work on disc. I tried again and a message came up again saying the disc needed formatting. I want access to the file and I want it now. Time to take action: beg. "Disc, please open up so I can do my work. Ta." I tried again and got access to the files.

The other day I had a funny experience on a bus journey. I saw passengers being tossed about on their seats. I could hear passengers cussing the bus driver for reckless driving. There we were supposedly sharing the same reality as in the bus journey, but my experience of the bus ride was smooth all the way. I didn't have a human bus driver, the Universe was and is my driver.

There is no difference between me and a grain of sand. The same unconditioned Intelligence in the sand is in me and in everything. Everything in the Universe is my friend.

All my love,
Enocia

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 will. If he doesn’t, you could either get mad and call the police to sort it out and make yourself an enemy or you could just wear an ear-plug.

You could question whether you have an inner rage that has manifested as your neighbour’s loud music, and try to be at peace within. Your realisation may or may not influence your neighbour to turn the music down. But now that you are holding your peace, it doesn’t matter what is going on around you.

You could see this as an opportunity to give love, so you pray, channel love or whatever way you give love. Your neighbour may or may not turn the music down.

You could realise that there is only one, therefore, your neighbour is you. You wouldn’t choose to annoy yourself, would you?. Your conviction may or may not influence your neighbour to switch off the music. If he doesn’t you are at least accepting of your wild child self. Enjoy the music, have a dance, let your hair down. Who says you have to sleep anyway? Sleep is overrated.

You could see the experience as a non-event, a no-thing. You realise that where there is no thing, no concepts, no ideas, there is only awareness. It makes no difference whether there is music or whether there isn’t, it is all the same, pure awareness.

There are many choices we have based on our beliefs. Every belief is a state of mind that is neither right nor wrong but what makes life more meaningful for you.

Underneath it all is the real You that is devoid of ideas, thoughts, concepts and beliefs, just an emptiness; pure awareness. In awareness there is only isness.

What are you going to do about your neighbour? Who do you choose to be?

Enocia

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 them? How do you record everything? Besides, that wasn't even an option. What swung it for me was they were showing the last two episodes of Sex and the City which I wanted to see again; and I also love watching Carrie in her designer outfits. There will always be other opportunities to watch the other programmes.

Of course this is not the first time I've experienced my favourite programmes clashing. Why was this being flagged for my attention now?

Earlier yesterday evening, just for fun I thought I would go on a bus ride into town. When I got off the bus, I was just about to cross over the road to catch my bus home when someone called my name. It was a guy I used to know who I'll refer to as P. I was frantically trying to recall where we'd met before. Obviously, I have met him lots of times otherwise he wouldn't still look familiar. He looked the same. After we’d hugged, he asked me what I have been doing etc. He reminded me of the last time we met, which was over 7 years ago. His friend, T, also joined us. T said to P, "I bet she doesn't remember me."

I stared at him. "I know you, you are B's brother!"

B was an old friend I worked with years ago. My first trip to America was with B and another friend. After I left that employment we lost touch, then I went to college, met new friends etc. I haven't seen B in a very long time, possibly over 15 years. A few days ago I saw someone who looked like B. Usually I try not to make associations with people as I end up manifesting situations. But for some reason I couldn't shake off B from memory. Over the last few days I have been recalling our trip to Orlando in Florida. I have also wondered how B is doing.

I asked T how his sister was and to give her my regards.

"Remind me how we met again?" I asked P.
"I was going out with your best friend from college, remember?"
"Of course."
"You two were pretty close. Are you still in contact?"
"No, we drifted apart after college."
"How come you know T's sister then?" P said.
"Enocia and my sister went on holidays to Florida together," T said.

There was also one more connection I still hadn't worked out. "How do you two know each other?" I said.
"We've been best friends since we were kids," T said.

We marvelled over the connections then we hugged and kissed goodbye.

On my bus ride home, I pondered over the intricacies we create in our lives. The only thing that mattered was the love we shared. We are all forever friends. As for the way we met, that just blows my mind. Only the Universe can arrange our meeting so elegantly.

Later as I noticed my favourite programmes being shown at the same time, I thought about how all the good, as we each perceive good, exists now. There is no need to worry about the how and the when; know your dreams have already come true and exist now. Just follow your joy and leave it to the Universe to take care of the details.

Friends Forever,
Enocia

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 is a Christian. Two women were belting out a song about when they get to Heaven and how they will be with people they know, be happy, be with Jesus etc. Do you have to die first so you can be happy? What are you going to do between now and when you croak? Don't tell me, try to earn Brownie points so you will earn a place in Heaven when the time comes. As for those who haven't earned the right to live in Heaven, God only knows what will happen.

There are many who are still waiting for the second coming of Christ where everything will be made perfect.

There is the new age belief in prophecies of 2012 when things are going to change, so people get ready. It might even tie in with the second coming of Christ belief when we all ascend maybe into the Light?

There is the belief that you are doing all you can to wake up and when that happens, you will be able to move at the speed of light, disappear, jump hoops, whatever.

Oh maybe you are trying to live a good life so you can have good karma in your next life, otherwise you might end up coming back as a frog.

I'm sure other religions and spiritual teachings have their versions of what is going to happen in the future if you do such and such. Why wait till some future time? We only have now so why not live in the now? Much too difficult. We need to plan for the future as you never know what will happen, right?

Well call me difficult but this is where I stand.

I don't believe in life after death;
I don't believe in death after life;
I don't believe in life or death;
I only know that I exist Now.

But hey, this is the joy of freewill; we are all free to believe what we like.

I'm up for a good old sing-song. "Why are we waiting? Why are we waiting...."

I am Enocia

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 what I mean by spontaneous.

Years ago, I took courses in creative writing, though I was only interested in writing from experience. We were encouraged to experiment with other genres such as fantasy. It didn’t matter how far-fetched the story was as long as it was believable and people could relate to the characters. While I had fun writing fantasy stories, it didn’t seem quite right grounding them in 3-D. I thought the whole point was to use your imagination.

I have never read any of the Lord of the Ring books by J.R.R. Tolkien but I was curious about them. When the first film came out I went to see it. On one level I could identify with the idea of the quest. On another level, I couldn't relate to it. Why? Because it was too grounded in our reality. My idea of fantasy is that it should bear no resemblance to the human realm, otherwise what's the point? I didn't bother with the other two.

I love cartoons. I'm quite partial to Tom and Jerry, Scooby Doo, Bugs Bunny and a few others. What I love about them is that they are indestructible. The amount of times Tom gets whacked and keeps coming back for more. Cartoon characters get crushed and bounce back. The creators of these cartoons already know the infinite potential of the Imagination. Writers can create stories of magic and adventure and lift themselves from their human reality. Curious. How come these writers still experience sickness, old age and death? Is it possible that writers see Imagination as something that is outside of yourself that you can use or tap into, not what you are?

It seems to me that much that is passing off as fiction is coming from the human idea of imagination. Even sci-fi stories seem to be archetypes that are grounded in human reality. Writers are dipping into Imagination with their legs firmly planted on terra firma. You will never know what is possible if you don't take the plunge and be the Imagination. Sod being grounded in reality!

What if we were to accept as truth that Imagination is everything, including the realm of cartoons, superheroes, human and other realities. How would you relate to the world if you knew everything was Imagination? You would expect everything to be unlimited just like cartoon characters, comic strips and other fantasy genres, right? Think about the possibilities:

You can fly like Superman.
You can stretch your body like Banana Man.
You can be invisible.
You can have the strength of the Incredible Hulk.

Yesterday I went for one of my long walks. Although I enjoy taking walks I don't see walking as exercise. Just as well because exercise is not in my vocabulary. I like to think that it is the Universe taking the walk so I can walk for hours and not get tired. But I still find I have stiffness in my joints. A physiotherapist might suggest some form of body workout. In a way I agree. The way I see it, since everything is Imagination, you can jog, go to the gym or other physical exercises or you can exercise in your imagination? It's a lot more fun that way. No sweat.

As I walked I imagined my neck twisting round 360 degrees both ways. A man walked by. I looked back at him. Is it my imagination or has my head twisted 180 degrees? Hehehe. I felt tightness at the back of my legs. I imagined my legs being stretched to infinity. I imagined my body bending into a circle both ways. I imagined my hip joints rotating at incredible speed. I imagined my head being pulled out of my body until my head reached the sky. I imagined all parts of my body being stretched until I was spaghetti thin. I noticed I was now taking longer strides. My hips felt a lot freer. I felt taller and leaner if that is at all possible as I'm already very lean.

Many people already practise creative visualisation but I believe one has to take it one next step further: see everything as the Imagination. You then expect the world to be like the realm of Tom and Jerry and superheroes where, according to the Adidas slogan, "Impossible is nothing."

Freedom is our nature. The Imagination is Freedom in action.

Love always,
E.....n.....o.....c.....i.....a

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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 since then. The kids looked as if they didn't recognise me either. While the players had been erased from memory, I had had such fun hopscotching that I wrote a poem about the experience.

Every day I meet new people. Sometimes we have a chat and other times we don't. It's always fun enjoying the moment, whatever it brings. I find it's a lot more fun being with kids as they live in the moment. There is no other expectation other than enjoying the experience. I find it's a different story with adults, particularly men. It can get tedious when you have a chat with a guy and, instead of enjoying the moment, the guy is thinking of wanting to meet up again or go on a date or whatever. All that time spent dreaming about some future event prevents you from enjoying the moment. Is it any wonder people dream up a future to have relationships? They are so wrapped up in planning that they take no notice of what is happening in the present, so they have to meet again to remember the last moment...but they are too busy planning for the future to enjoy the moment and have to meet again to remember...but they are busy planning....

Last week I went for a long walk in a park. After walking for hours, I figured it would be nice to sit down so I could get a different perspective. I promised myself I would rest at the next bench I came across. I spotted one in the distance but a woman was already sitting on it. A dog was perched in front of her. I thought the dog's ears resembled a rabbit's; I was going to stop and play with him. When I approached, the woman asked me if I had been walking long. She invited me to sit with her and have a rest. We chatted for a while. It was interesting seeing the world from her perspective. She spoke about the good old days; she was in her seventies. She described what is was like growing up in a family of 12 plus her parents, and how they didn't have much but they were still happy. She talked about what life was like during the war. She spoke about her family and how she has been widowed for over 20 years. While I didn't agree with her take on life, it was nice just to be with her. I also played with her dog. There were no expectations other than enjoying each other's company. We walked back and kissed and hugged goodbye. Will I recognise her if I saw her again? Maybe or maybe not. But I can replay the memory of being with her anytime I like.

On other walks I have met people and we've simply commented on what a lovely day it is or said hello and it's been wonderful; just being without conditions.

Love doesn't care whether you share the same beliefs, are of the same family, race, gender, nationality, sexuality etc. But people like to put people in boxes and wanting to relate to you based on race, gender, nationality or whatever. You can't put me in a box. You can try but you'll find nothing in your box.

If we ever meet up, enjoy the moment for what it is. Don't worry about whether it is the beginning of a lasting friendship. We already have a lasting friendship; we already share a Love that knows no bounds. Simply enjoy the moment. Only the present matters.

Love always,
Enocia

Heard the one about someone who tried to stuff Freedom in a box? He went to look in the box but couldn't find Freedom.

"Where is that Freedom?" the man said, "I could have sworn I locked the box securely. How did he manage to get out?"

In the meantime, Freedom was standing outside the box chuckling to Himself but the man couldn't see Him.

My nature is Freedom, therefore, I cannot be contained.

But surely you got yourself in a bind so you could experience what it feels like to be trapped?

That's codswallop! The nature of Freedom is freedom. Freedom cannot be contained; it is not in Freedom's make-up to contain Himself, nor does Freedom know or can ever experience bondage. You are either free or you are not. Anything unlike Freedom is meaningless.

But how come you are trapped in this human reality?

I am not. I am Freedom, and I am free.

Isn't it interesting how we are doing all we can to free ourselves from beliefs, the ego, or whatever? If you believe you need to free yourself from something, you are in a dream where you are trapped in something, and you are frantically trying to free yourself from whatever it is. You believe you have to study teachings and be spiritual or whatever so you can be free. Freedom is not dreaming that dream.

How do I get out of the dream?

Stop trying to free yourself. Stop believing you have to free yourself from something. Stop thinking you have to be free from an ego. To struggle is to perpetuate the illusion of being trapped.

Your nature is Freedom.
Freedom doesn't have to free Himself.
Freedom is never trapped.
Freedom is.

There are no boxes, no limitations, no ego; there is only Freedom.

You are either in a dream or you are Freedom.

I am Freedom,
Enocia

It’s another bus ride home.
Eyes closed,
Sitting in silence,
Beaming an inner smile
At 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 eyes
To check where I am
In my pretend Journey
Of movement,
Though I am ever still.

The passenger asks me
If I am tired.
He thinks
I am recovering
From a hard day's slog.

I tell him I am resting.
He won't let me
Return to silence.
Never mind,
No harm done.

He talks about,
Life in Turkey,
Education in Germany,
Work in the UK and his
Five year plan.

He quizzes me about
My family,
Lifestyle choices;
Am I am married?
Would I like to play?

He wants me to
Go out
With him
On a date
Soon, very soon.

But...

I have no phone.
No mobile?
Lost it.
Here’s a SIM card.
Thank you, but no need.

But...

I am too old;
He is only 24.
I don't care about age,
He says,
Only friendship counts.

But...

Oh, what’s a girl to do?
I was only beaming a smile
At no one in particular.
How can I make him see
I am happy beaming me?

Enocia

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 interpretations.

I love the American comedy series Ally McBeal. I've been watching the re-runs. Here's a brief description of how the final episode was shot.

"The final scene was shot over 2 days. The goodbyes were shot on the first day, and because we started to run a bit late the last shot (Calista walking towards camera, on both the crane shot and the closeup/group shot) was shot the next morning." Season 5, Episode 21: Bygones

Can you imagine if we were shown unedited films and dramas? It would all be meaningless. On the other hand, I'm sure we could get used to them if that's how all films were made.

Reminds me of when I studied Third Cinema at college. I only took the course because I thought it would be a doss: watch lots of movies, analyse them, write essays, and have lots more time to have a laugh. But it didn't turn out as I had imagined. Third Cinema is a genre of liberation cinema where films are used as tools in the fight against capitalism, colonialism, neo-colonialism and other injustices, as perceived by the film makers. While there are many Third Cinema films made by "third world" film makers, Third Cinema is not restricted to the "third world." Anyone sympathetic to these issues can make a Third Cinema film.

As a student, I was a product of Hollywood movies. Even when I lived in Sierra Leone for 12 years the films I watched were mostly Bollywood and Chinese and a few Hollywood. What a shock it was to my system watching movies that were not only political but the pace were a lot slower than I was used to. There were long and wide camera angles. What made it even more frustrating was they were in subtitles. I regretted choosing that module but it was too late to swap modules.

My point is that though I wasn't used to Third Cinema, I got used to and appreciated the different cinematic styles of Third Cinema. I was very glad I had chosen that module.

As I see it, the Universe is happening all at once. The closest analogy is the way a film is shot in a non-linear way where even the actor's don't have a clue how it will pan out. The director edits the movie to fit in with his vision and what people are willing to accept. I have heard of movies that are tested out on selected audience before they are released. A director's cut that is more acceptable by the audience is distributed.

The Universe is the All There Is where everything is happening at the same time. In fact, all possibilities have already happened. There are infinite director's cuts in place. It is up to the observer to experience a particular director's cut. It might seem as if you are creating your own reality but it is more the reality is seeking expression through you.

Is it possible to experience the All There Is at any one moment? Yes, in the stillness one has access to the All There Is. However, as a human form you can only express as much as you are open to express.

For instance, I love Weetabix breakfast cereal which I can have at any time. I sometimes forget there are other brands. I know I am not opening myself to other cereals. I also know that many other brands are wanting to express through me but I won't let them as I am attached to Weetabix. I don't mind this attachment as I love Weetabix.

I also love taking long walks. It's no use wanting to explore parks in other countries as I live in the UK right now. I have recently started exploring a park near where I went to college. Why am I choosing to experience this park now? I had an insight the other day that it's connected with timing. While there is no time as all experiences are happening now, timing is more about one's willingness to manifest an experience. As the All There Is, I have already experienced all parks but my attachment to previous experiences have not opened me up to letting other experiences be made manifest. As I was ready to explore new parks, this experience was made manifest. It now makes sense why I always know where I am going even when, on the human level, I haven't had the experience before. Of course I'm never lost, I have already had the experience. Duh!

My love for an experiences and attachment to a particular experience is the equivalent of a director's cut, a way of seeing. I could let go and open to have new experiences, that already exist, every day without attachment. Come to think of it, next time I go shopping I'm getting a new cereal, maybe the Weetabix that has chocolate, or the tiny Weetabix bite size. I know, since I have already experienced all breakfast cereals, what's the harm in enjoying plain old-fashioned Weetabix a lot while longer? (grin)

I received an email from a friend today and he made this comment:

"Yes, we are One, but we are also unique and "quirky" individuals... God loves quirky! To paraphrase Abraham Lincoln, 'God must have loved the quirky folk, He made so many of them.'"

I believe it is the way we filter the All There Is that makes us quirky. If we were all experiencing the All There Is at the same time in the same way, we would all be the same. It wouldn't be much fun, at least not for me. I love quirkiness, me.

I am the All There Is.
I have already experienced the All There Is.
I love Weetabix.

All my love,
Enocia

Related article: The Beauty of Formlessness

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 belief system that states that to receive you have to give. There is another belief that states that you only get to keep what you give away. These beliefs are perfectly reasonable when you believe there is someone else to give to and receive from, and that you own something to give away. What if there was only you?

I believe only One exists; this is what I consider to be Reality. The One is the visible and invisible universe. Since there is only the One, who else is there to give to? Reminds me of the Zen koan which asks "What is the sound of one hand clapping?" Can clapping exist if there isn’t another hand to clap with?

If there is only One who else is there to give to? The word "give" is a misnomer. I could use the word "flow." One definition of flow states: "To move or run smoothly with unbroken continuity, as in the manner characteristic of a fluid." Something is flowing through something but where is this something flowing from? In this piece I am using the word "give" to represent something flowing without beginning or end.

In Reality there is no one else to give to. The One is the Universe giving of Self, flowing without beginning and end, to no one in particular. Every action is giving of Self.

Having a meal is the One giving of Self.
Writing is the One giving of Self.
Having a laugh with friends is the One giving of Self.
Going for a walk is the One giving of Self.
Being still is the One giving of Self.

This website is the One giving of Self. The ideas have always existed. I am simply being in the flow, catching what already exists, and letting them flow through me, in my own way, to the universe. Thus, the ideas belong to no one in particular; they are just there to be made use of. I am posting these writings on the Internet for everyone and no one in particular. Anyone can be in the flow and catch the gift today, tomorrow, a thousand years, or not at all; it really doesn't matter.

When I am smiling I am the Universe smiling and directed at no one in particular. Someone might catch the gift and smile back or I could get no reaction at all; it really doesn’t matter.

It's just as well people don't catch the gift of the One at the same time. What would it be like if everyone headed off to the shops for the same outfit at the same time? Absolute chaos. There is order in our madness! (smile)

In Reality, there is no longer any need to worry about giving and receiving, you are simply in the flow and giving is the way things are. You feel the need to give and you give without expectation. The moment you start thinking of give and take, you are dreaming of someone to give to or someone to receive from. Then you start to worry about not receiving enough or someone taking advantage of you etc.

Giving is the One being Self.

Happy Giving!

Enocia

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 when I know that feeling sorry for myself is not who I am. What a bummer!

I can no longer look to the world to make me happy as the world's idea of happiness is not my idea of happiness.

I can no longer look to the world to make me successful as the world's idea of success is not how I see success.

I can no longer look to the world to give me joy, peace, love, freedom and wealth as the world's ideas of joy, peace, love, freedom and wealth are not my ideas.

I certainly cannot look to the world for truth as the world's idea of truth is not my truth.

To cut a long story short, the world's ways are not my ways.

Since I am not getting anything from the world, what the bleep am I doing here? What is my purpose? Do I just sit around and do nothing? Boring! Do I end this life and move on to pastures new? Where else is there but here? Besides, wherever I am, I still am.

The Universe expects nothing from anyone as She is everything. Every moment aspects of the Universe seeks expression. When the Universe is expressing Herself, she is giving of Self. The Universe and I are one. So I open myself up to the part of the Universe that seeks expression and express it in my own way. It could be sharing a smile, a joke, or stories; I could be in silence, go for a walk, enjoy a delicious meal, make new friends, watch a movie, play with an animal, read, or the myriads of ways the Universe seeks expression. Only then am I fulfilling purpose of giving of Self.

The Universe is always giving of Self. Giving is, therefore, no longer what I should do but what I am about. Giving is my purpose.

All my love,
Enocia

"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 Universe

The 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 at an intersection. I tried to move my legs but they seemed stuck and I couldn't go forward or backward. I looked up and saw that I had arrived at the street I was looking for.

Later on that day, some guys approached me and asked me if I knew a particular street. I had a vague idea where it was and pointed them in the direction. I also thought it would be good to confirm on an A-Z (street finder). Seconds later I saw this woman looking in an A-Z. She had the book open on the road we were on. I asked her to check the address. It didn't matter in the end as the men had walked off.

The universe is unconditioned i.e. things happen spontaneously and don't follow any rules or conditions. But we can also live in a conditioned universe if we believe the universe is conditioned.

Someone observes apples or whatever falling down and jumps to a conclusion about the law of gravity. Just because you have witnessed objects falling down doesn't mean they don't suspend in mid-air or move in other directions. But we've programmed ourselves to gravity and any other reality doesn't exist, as far as our minds are concerned. We have gone on to observe the world around us, made up various laws, and concluded these laws are universal. The problem with dreaming up laws is that you end up experiencing them as your truth whether they are true or false.

One day you realise there is a lot more to you than meets the eye. You try to find ways to get out of the "box." Alas, you are still conditioned to believe you have to do or be something for such and such to occur. The conditioned universe teaches you that in order to experience the real you, you must love others, love God, realise God, surrender to God, let go of beliefs, seek, ask, knock, give and be of service. Whatever you realise yourself to be is based on conditions.

I say the universe is unconditioned. There is nothing you have to do or be. There is no cause and there are no conditions. There is only the one moment of Now where all things are happening spontaneously without rules of gravity, magnetism or whatever universal laws that have been dreamed up. There is just the universe universe-ing.

I believe babies, young toddlers, perfectly demonstrate the Universe, the All There Is, universe-ing. Once I was sitting in a bookshop and I saw this toddler trying to navigate round the bookshop. He used my knee as support. He didn't have a sense of a separate "I", he saw everything as him. In other words, he hadn't been conditioned to be self-conscious. If the baby had been conditioned he would have seen my leg as separate and would think it rude to touch another without their permission. I have observed that when people are falling they usually reach out for the nearest thing around which could be someone's arm, body or whatever. In that moment they lose their sense of self-consciousness.

Another time while I was happily munching away at some crisps (potato chips), a baby appeared and motioned to me that he wanted some. I gave him one. When he'd finished he came back for more. His dad apologised for his behaviour but I said I didn't mind. Again, the baby was demonstrating the lack of a separate "I". In his world there is only one "I".

In both examples the toddlers were being the Universe or the Universe was being the toddlers; no distinctions.

In the unconditioned universe, you own nothing, not even your body. You are being what you feel like being on instinct. When I feel like being something, that feeling is the Universe seeking expression. The Universe manifests another part of Itself to experience that being/feeling. This blog, for instance, is instinctive; it is the Universe universe-ing through me. The Internet belongs to no one; the Internet is the Universe universe-ing.

In the unconditioned universe you are open to experiences happening in any way. It could be that your accommodation comes from traditional human means where you rent or buy somewhere or you could be invited to live with someone for a while. Food can come from anywhere as that's the way things are. The Universe gives you the need and the Universe provides it in Its own way. It doesn't matter about the how.

In the conditioned universe, there are always reasons, causes, rules for things to happen. You always expect something in exchange for an experience.

The universe is unconditioned. Expect the unexpected.

Enocia

Related poem: If and Is

If and Is;
Two little words.
The I in all
Seeking expression?
Possibly.

When the I unites with F
The world as we know it is
Nothing but conditions.
When the I unites with S
The world as we know it is
Unconditioned.

The conditioned universe binds
One in rules while
The unconditioned universe
Sets one free.

If or Is?
Life is not dependent on if;
Life simply is.

If and Is.
So near yet
So far.

Enocia

"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 define the unfathomable, but know that my definitions are but symbols only.

People are no longer humans or however you used to judge them but they are unconditioned, innocent and full of wonder. The same is true of animals, nature, the universe at large.

Even your body that seemed inflexible and only obeyed certain rules reveals itself as unconditioned.

You have now entered the realm of the causeless realm when all things are possible not because you are dreaming it but because that is the nature of the universe.

Note that the universe will appear the same on one level but you will experience it differently when you are pure in heart.

Heaven is right where we are.

In Wonder,
Enocia

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 every moment is a still picture that has no connection to the next. Speaking of movies, I have heard actors describe how different the experience of making a movie is compared to the final version that is shown at the cinema. A film editor has a vision of how he would like the final version to appear. He rearranges the stills in a particular sequence, speeds up the stills and, eh voila, you have a movie. Similarly, each moment is devoid of meanings. We rearrange moments in sequences to align with our beliefs and judgments, thus creating a continuity of memories that is meaningful to us; though there is usually a disparity between one’s subjective experiences and what is actually happening. Where there is no editor, a movie is simply a series of still pictures. Where there are no beliefs or interpretations, every moment is simply the One being, a moment of stillness, pure awareness.

Two days ago I witnessed the following still images. For clarity sake I have numbered each still, but it doesn’t mean they happened in that sequence.

I'm on a bus into town. I'm staring out of the window. We are driving through a particular area. The bus is about to pull up at a traffic light.

Still 1: A woman's raised voice is heard but not seen.
Still 2: A woman is seen shouting and walking forward.
Still 3: A man is standing with his hand behind his back. In his hand is a huge knife.
Still 4: A woman is shouting at a man who is carrying a knife in one hand.

I watch the stills in slow motion as our bus drives past. In the meantime, passengers on my bus are jumping to their own conclusions. One woman sitting near me describes the knife as a machete that she believes the man is about to use to attack the woman. I can hear the bus driver calling for police assistance on his radio and describing the still pictures as a man about to attack a woman.

But that wasn't how I saw the stills at all. They were simply moments, still pictures. I read nothing into those pictures then and read nothing into them now.

Years ago at college, I did my dissertation on how audience discussion programmes represent truth. I went to see several shows being filmed. On one show the topic being discussed was child abuse and its supposed lasting impact on the victim. I was hoping I would get the opportunity to participate on the show. I spotted a vacant seat right in front and I swapped seats. Before the show started we had a mock discussion. The presenter asked if anyone believed in parenting skills. I put my hand up. She asked me to wait till they were filming the show and then give my opinion. During filming I gave my point of view about parenting skills. After they'd finished filming the show, they asked us to swap seats: they were going to use the same audience to film another show. This time the topic was whether ETs do exist. The author, Arthur C Clarke was one of the ET experts being interviewed but they hadn’t interviewed him as yet. We were to pretend we were watching the interview. We were even asked to laugh and smile for no reason, which we did.

What a shock it was seeing the aired version of both shows compared to the studio version. The discussion on the aired version was completely different from what had taken place in the studio. In the first show about child abuse, the interview sequence was rearranged. Though they kept my contribution, it had been moved to a much later slot. The producers obviously had their own agenda that we weren’t privy to at the time. As for the ET programme, the aired version gave the impression that the audience was very sceptical. There were close-ups of some of the members of the audience who looked as if they were engrossed in the Arthur C Clarke interview we had never witnessed. Amazing what you can achieve with editing.

Yesterday I went for a walk in a park. This was no ordinary walk; it was a walk down memory lane. The last time I was at this park was when I was at college. There is a winding lane leading to the college. While I was at college we were warned not to walk up this lane alone for fear of being attacked. I think I only walked down that lane about 3 times, and each time seemed to last forever. As I walked up the lane yesterday I felt nothing. It was just a winding lane that goes uphill, and it took no time for me to arrive. I explored the campus. The buildings were a lot smaller than I remembered. For three years I had made those buildings the centre of my world: I attended lectures, seminars, went to the library, travelled on the college bus, and that was my college life. The irony is that I had been studying social theories that were supposed to help us to both challenge the status quo and see the world in a new light. Yeah that really worked. All those isms only added more filters to the way I saw the world. I was so blinkered, I never realised there was a park nearby. I can now see another world outside those tiny campus buildings, a world of ponds and varieties of wild life to explore. I walked for an hour exploring with pure eyes a world free of theories and dogmas. I shall continue exploring the park as and when the mood takes me.

Life is already perfect. To experience this perfection, one must let go of beliefs and structures. You are then awake to the beauty of formlessness.

In Oneness,
Enocia