The One in All

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

The same with clothes. Over the last few years I've dropped two sizes from UK size 12 to size 8 depending on what I'm wearing. If I'm wearing baggy jeans it's UK size 10; tight-fitting is size 8. I still have some tops that are size 12. Time for new clothes.

The above examples are literal as well as metaphors for knowing Self. Wearing make up that is a shade darker than my actual complexion is the equivalent of trying to hold on to an old idea of self even when other identities have been revealed.

For many years I thought of myself as human with human identities such as race, gender, nationality, sexuality, daughter, sister, friend, etc. As human, I was subject to the beliefs of humanity about sickness and death. I was resigned to the fact that my lot is to grow old and die.

Then my view of Self expanded and I realised I wasn't just human. I have had numerous experiences of myself during meditation as the Light in all that is without beginning and end.

I also see this Light as Divine Love, the essence of All There Is. This is my dominant view of reality. I feel Love from everything and everyone. The Universe is Love.

I've noticed now that when I have a bath I feel the love from the bubble bath, the water and the bath itself. My skin feels like someone is caressing it. Last night, I tasted the bath water and it tasted sweet.

So which is real - the human, or Divine Love? Well I see myself as Divine Love having a human experience. Everything is Divine Love. It's a matter of always remembering that Love is all there is.

As for my makeup, whether I continue to use the old shade of foundation or change to a lighter shade, it will not change what is.

I AM THAT I AM.

Enocia

As I've been writing about focusing my attention only on what I want, I feel it is time to take a trip down memory lane. This is a poem I wrote a while back about an experience I had when I was a wee lass, in my early twenties.

Nothing's changed there then. Oh joy!

Lots of love,
Enocia

Be Careful What You Wish For

I once shared a house with a beautiful girl
Whom we all thought should be a model
She was tall and gorgeous,
Made many people envious.
She did try to be a model but discovered
Much to everyone's surprise
That her first love was taking care of
Other people's bodies.
So she trained as a nurse -
A vocation she thought was worth it.

One day my flatmate came home
Looking flushed with success
She'd met a man while down at Oxford Street,
A handsome model from Manchester.
As a first date pressie he gave her a
Photograph from his portfolio.
We marvelled at how perfect he looked,
Teeth and smile to die for.
Why can't I attract myself a model?
I imagined myself walking down the aisle
With my very own model by my side;
Now that would certainly be worth it.

As the days went by and my flatmate dated
I pestered her about
What his personality was like.
Where did he take you?
What did he wear?
What do models eat?
What do models talk about?
Or do they simply bask in their beauty?
I made up my mind that one of these days
I was going to get my very own model,
And my life would really be worth it.

I was now bored with my flatmate's model
She never even brought him to the house
For a closer inspection!
Maybe he's just a figment of her imagination!
I decided there were too many fishes out there -
Many more professions of men to consider.
It was time I stopped lusting after
My flatmate's lover,
Cos, it really wasn't worth it.

I was walking down Oxford Street
After a night out of dancing.
I was looking gorgeous even if I say so myself.
A man approached me, asked if I would date him,
But my best friend beside me told me to ignore him.
What harm can it do, he's not a bad looker?
Yeah, pretty cute if you ignore the whiskers.
To amuse myself I allowed him to flatter me.
I smiled to myself;
This evening has certainly been worth it.

I was flanked by an admirer and my best friend;
What more could a girlfriend wish for?
We talked of nothing in particular.
I noted he had an accent;
Said he originated from Manchester.
I asked him what he did for a living.
He said he was a model.
Uh oh, this story sounds familiar!
I stared behind the stubbles and into
Those big brown lying eyes,
Saw his portfolio photo staring right back at me.
My word, this meeting has been worth it!

"I know you, you're my flatmate's boyfriend!"
He said he'd never ever heard of her.
"Of course you're the model she met
Weeks ago right here in Oxford Street."
"You've been leading me on" he said,
Furious at being discovered.
"If you didn't like me, why didn't you just say so?"
"You can talk," I said "If you're not interested in my flatmate
Why don't you just say so?"
He turned really nasty reaching out to grab me, but
My best friend came between us and pulled me away
"Come on, I told you he wasn't worth it!"

On the night bus home we discussed
Whether I should confess to my flatmate
The truth about her boyfriend's
Bad model behaviour.
I decided she deserved the truth.
Whether she still wanted him was really up to her.
I was reminded of Jesus' admonition
That thinking of adultery was as good as the deed.
Surely this lesson I've learned has been worth it.

As soon as I got home I woke my flatmate up.
"Can't it wait?" she said.
"No it's really, really important!"
Bleary eyed she asked me what was the matter.
My heart bled for what I was about to tell her.
I reached for her hands and said
"I have some bad news about your model.
Give him up, girlfriend, he simply isn't worth it."

(c) 2003 Enocia Joseph

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

"Never limit your view of life by any past experience. The possibility of life is inherent within the capacity to imagine what life is, backed by the power to produce this imagery, or Divine Imagination. If is not a question of failing or succeeding. IT is simply a question of sticking to an idea until it becomes a tangible reality. The illusion is in the way we look at things. We have looked at poverty, degradation and misery until they have assumed gigantic proportions. Now we must look at harmony, happiness, plenty, prosperity, peace and right action, until they appear." (p. 187)

"Know your own mind. Train yourself to think what you wish to think; be what you wish to be; feel what you wish to feel; and place no limit on Principle!

"The words which you speak would be just as powerful as the words which Jesus spoke, if you knew your word was the Law whereunto it was sent, but you must know this WITHIN and not merely accept it with your intellect. If you have reached a point where the inner consciousness believes, then your word is simply an announcement of Reality!" (p. 188) (The Science of Mind by Ernest Holmes)

I find that the more I focus on the One, the only Self and Power, the more powerful my thoughts are. There is only one snag: I have to be super-disciplined about what I think or there is "disaster."

Yesterday on the way into town I closed my eyes. I saw a vision of a finger with a blue stone. I wondered what that meant. Later in the evening on my bus ride home I sat opposite this man. I noticed he had a ring with a blue stone on his little finger. Now, why am I sitting opposite this man? During the journey the man coughed once. It felt as if I was the one coughing and the next thing I knew I was coughing and spluttering. I kept getting the urge to cough and my eyes were streaming. Then I remembered to change my focus away from the cough; I thought "I am Wholeness." I was instantly back to normal.

Now I realised that the vision I had was a preview of what was to come. This man was reminding me that I attract what I focus on. And my focus on on the man's cough had not only attracted it to me, I had attracted the coughs of the world. This is why I have to be disciplined and only focus on Good.

A few hours ago I came into the library to work on the Internet. The Internet wasn't working. I could see several people looking frustrated while the library staff tried to contact their IT department. They were having no joy. I put out an intent that the Internet is the Universe and it was working perfectly. Then I waited for it to come back online but nothing happened. Then I changed my focus by typing out a document on Word. After a few minutes I tried the Internet again and it was back online.

I have also started chanting again which I haven't done for a while. I chant "I AM THAT I AM" with my own melody. This way it keeps me focused on Good and not on appearances.

Be careful what you think of as you might just end up getting it.

Love and Light,
Enocia

Related articles: More Examples About Focusing Your Attention; The Truth About Mind Control

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

I accompanied my friend to their studio. They had beautiful calligraphy and paintings on the walls. I was so proud of their achievements. They are both extremely talented.

It was good to catch up again over what we'd both been up to over the last year. My friend also wrote my name on vellum in Gothic style, which I shall now use as a bookmark. Beautiful.

So you never know how a day is going to unfold. In a way, I did create that day as I thought of my friend and she appeared. It all worked out perfectly.

All the very best,
Enocia

The following is the lyrics to a song I wrote a while back. Sorry I can't download the melody from my head to the computer screen. Maybe one day I'll record it properly.

Lots of love,
Enocia

GOD IS

God is Power
God is Will
God is Love and
God is Peace
God is Wisdom
In your Heart it's true
God is speaking to you

God is Beauty
God is Strength
God is Life and
God is Health
God is Ageless
Looking after you
God is thinking of you

God is Goodness
God is Wealth
God is Lavish
God is Trust
God is Generous
Giving all to you
God is listening to you

God is Freedom
God is Truth
God is Joy and
God is YOU
God is Faithful
Always be with you
God is reaching to you

In the UK we have a saying in response to a question that cannot be answered, "How long is a piece of string?" (see meaning)

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live as your infinite Self? Come to think of it, can you cope with infinity? In the West there is superabundant clothes, shoes, food, things, stuff. When I'm in Oxford Street in London, I marvel at how much stuff there is. Sometimes I feel a bit of a knot in my stomach signifying sensory overload.

We live in an era of information overload from the Internet, and tons of new books being published. I don't even have to go that far. Every day I get new ideas, new ways of seeing the world. If I wanted, I could write all day and night and still have lots more ideas. It is never ending.

The other day while I was browsing at the bookshop I picked up an encyclopaedia about dogs. I never realised there were so many dog breeds, hundreds. At one point I got this knot in my stomach which was telling me I was feeling overwhelmed. But when I thought about how wonderful it was that there were so many dog breeds, the tension went away.

When I identify myself as only human, this makes me finite. As a finite being, my finite body can only cope with so much food before I start to feel queasy. My finite body is subjected to finite beliefs of pain, sickness, aging and death. My finite self can't cope with infinity. I can't therefore expect a life of superabundance when a part of me is pushing it away because it's all too much for me. How do I get round this? By realising that I am the Universe, Infinity itself, having a human experience.

Last night, I had a huge plate of rice with vegetables and I felt really full for a few minutes. I observed how quickly my stomach went back to normal. My mother reckons I give her a bad name because nothing I eat makes any difference to my weight. I'm as skinny as ever. I would make an excellent clothes horse aka a model.

This is why I can eat bars and bars of chocolate and I still want more. Only when I turn my attention to other matters do I stop thinking about chocolate. So as the Universe, nothing can fill me up. I tend to eat these days out of habit, to explore different tastes and because I love sweet food. I love Weetabix so I can put lots of sugar on it. When I fancy a sweet drink, I drink sweet tea.

If I see myself as the Universe then my whole life is the Universe. This includes my body. So instead of trying to figure out how things work, I simply trust in the Universe to sort things out, or know that everything is working perfectly. In other words, I surrender the finite in exchange for the infinite Self.

Now, surrender takes practise as I've got so used to seeing the body as my body. To surrender the body is to think of the body as "our" body or the Universe's body. It is like living as a Borg in the television sci-fi series, Star Trek, where the Borg have one collective mind. Unlike the Borg, the Universe doesn't go round assimilating people but gives one the choice to surrender personal self in exchange for Infinite Self.

I love the idea of everything as the Universe. I love the fact that the Universe is responsible for maintaining my body and supports me in all ways.

Here's a thought. If you knew your body was as huge as the Universe, how much food would you need to eat to be satisfied? Hmmm! How long is a piece of string?

Love and Light,
Enocia

Related articles: The Art of Surrender; How Much Good Can You Handle?

We are all travelling companions supporting one another on our journeys. Sometimes we are conscious of this and sometimes we are not. Here is one such example that happened yesterday.

My friend and I have been exchanging emails about my purpose and why I write. Here's what my friend wrote in response to my email:

"This is a great line:

'What I am passionate about is self-realisation, inspiring others to be true to who they are.'

"I had a speech teacher who stressed "Observation". That was looking at ordinary things, articulating or writing about them in a Journal and then using those as "parables" in your speaking. You do that very well. That gives people something to relate to as you make your point. I have read that even the most personal and seemingly most individual, rare and unusual experiences, when written or told, will find an audience that knows exactly what you are saying. It helps to hear it from another because it is then that we often learn the value of our experience."

My friend's response describes my writings perfectly. I've decided to reply to his email, but I am in two minds whether to go to an internet cafe or to take a bus ride to the closest library that opens on a Sunday. I decide to go to the library. It will give me the opportunity to rummage through their books on spirituality.

I have an idea what time I should leave to catch my bus but I’ve also noticed an episode of Andromeda coming up which has the gorgeous Kevin Sorbo as Captain Dylan. Damn! If I stay and watch it, I might not get on to the Internet. I owe it to myself to at least watch the opening sequence of Andromeda. Captain Dylan is gorgeous! Pfwoar! Do I have to go out now? Can't I delay the email till tomorrow? Never mind. Captain Dylan, we'll meet again soon.

I see my mother at the bus station. She's on her way back from church and waiting for her last bus home. We chat about her journey. She says her bus is always the last to arrive, particularly on a Sunday. My bus soon arrives and I'm off. As we are leaving the station I notice my mother’s bus approaching. My mother was so right as usual - her bus was the last one to arrive. The Universe has given her exactly what she expected. Hehehe!

On the bus journey I ponder about how we are always creating our realities according to our expectations. The Universe doesn’t play favourites. She finds a way to bring about everyone’s expectations and beliefs into manifestation.

During the journey, a woman I'll refer to as T sits beside me. Another woman on her right asks her if the bus is travelling on a particular road. T says it does. T asks the passenger what house number she is looking for. She tells her. It turns out T's sister used to live at that house and has recently sold it. This passenger is the new owner.

I am thinking to myself that there is no such thing as a coincidence. These two women have been brought together for a purpose. They have a chat. The bus drops the passenger right outside the house.

I’m intrigued by the synchronicity and engage T in a conversation. We discuss how amazing it is for her to sit right next to that passenger. T she believes it all has to do with timing; things happen when the time is right and you have to be open to it. I tell her that maybe she was meant to meet the woman for some purpose. T says she and her sister had heard that the new owner runs old people’s homes. T and her sister have been wondering whether the new owner was going to convert the house to another home or live there. T now knows the new owner intends to live in the house. I tell T she’s had her question answered. T explains how she ended up getting this bus. She says her son is about to go off to university and she’s in town to buy some stuff for her son. She says she could have left a lot earlier but she had some laundry to do. Seems like the Universe arranged her day perfectly so she could travel on the bus with me and the other passenger.

I tell T I love stories like this and that I intend to use her story on my blog. I give her the website address. T tells me that her Internet has been down and only just started working. She will now be able to read this story. (If you are reading T, thank you for making my journey so enjoyable and interesting. All the best to you and your family).

In the library the first book I notice is The Magical Approach by Jane Roberts. I have a quick browse. It talks about the natural self's approach to life which involves synchronicity like I've just witnessed. I respond to my friend's email.

When I leave the library I'm in two minds whether to go home or go for a bus ride. One bus arrives. I could go home via a different route but I can't be bothered. I wait for my bus instead. On a bus seat I notice some poor sod has dropped two packets of sweets. Oh well, I'll have them. Thank you, whoever you are. I'm still in two minds whether I should get off and go for a walk by the canal. The bus is now packed full. It feels like such a hassle to fight my way through these passengers so I decide to stay on. At the last stop I am still in two minds whether I should go for a walk or not. I head for the local park but then I don't feel like it. I head home instead.

When I arrive home I notice my mother is watching Hercules: The Legendary Journeys starring Kevin Sorbo. No wonder I was feeling apathetic about going for a walk, which I usually enjoy. The Universe was trying to give me alternative entertainment. So I enjoy half an hour of pure bliss watching Kevin as Hercules. Isn't life grand?

The Universe is always helping us to fulfil our dreams. Like a bus route that attracts passengers going to a similar destination, the Universe seems to attract people sharing similar dreams. It is the Universe's way of killing several birds with one stone. Haha!

As for me, I got to do what I loved as well as receiving excellent material for my blog.

Life is magical.

Love and Light,
Enocia

The thing about life is we are always right. If you think the world is a dangerous place, you attract experiences that validate your beliefs. The more experiences you have, the more they reinforce your beliefs about the universe being dangerous, which end up being your truth. And the more you're right.

Earlier today, I discussed a particular bus route with my mother which she says is always delayed whenever she needs it. My mother has one experience of the bus being delayed. Based on her previous experience, she expects her next journey to be the same and attracts the same experience. The more she has the same experiences the more they become her truth. This truth is now so ingrained in her psyche, she can't imagine another reality. I use that bus route from time to time and it is always there when I need it. I can't, however, deny my mother's truth, which is valid. Nor can I deny my truth, which is equally valid.

On my way to the bus station this morning, I walked past a man who was pulling along his suitcase. While I sat down waiting for my bus the same man came and sat beside me. I asked him if he was going on holidays. He said he was on his way to Turkey; he was about to catch the local train to the airport but he was resting because of his heart. He said he was going to have an operation in Turkey, where he’s originally from. He said he's been called up twice by his local NHS (National Health Service) hospital. Each time he's been examined and then put on a waiting list. He said he would rather have the operation in Turkey which is very cheap. At least he won't have to wait for his operation. I gave him my best wishes.

My experience of hospitals, when I used to use them, was very different. Years back I had a cyst. After my doctor had examined me he sent me to the local hospital that same evening. The doctor at the local hospital asked me to return the very next day for the operation. That was pretty fast. Some people might argue that it was because of the area I was living in which had better medical facilities. That might be the case. It is also possible that my expectations attracted me to live in that area. On the other hand, I always expected excellent medical services and I always received them wherever I have lived.

So I could appreciate where this man was coming from. I couldn't possibly deny his truth. But I also know that my experience of the NHS has always been excellent. I can’t deny my truth either.

We all get what we expect. The problem is when others try to project their beliefs on other people. They see people who are happy and joyful and they want them to be miserable. They accuse those who are happy as not living in the real world. Why can't we all be miserable together?

Funny enough on my bus journey I sat beside two young college girls. They were discussing various celebrities and what they get up to. They talked about the outfits some celebrities wear and how awful they looked and how they should behave. This was an example of how one can project one’s belief and expectations on others.

I have no problem with people who choose to be miserable and expect the worse. I support them all the way in their beliefs and accept their truth. But don’t expect me to deny my truth so I can wallow in the mire with you. It isn’t going to happen, sweetheart. You are free to have your beliefs and I am free to have mine.

I live in a universe that is loving, safe, superabundant and I am always filled with joy. That is my truth and I’m sticking to it.

And, of course, I am always right.

Love and Light,
Enocia

So I'm living in the Now. Right where I am there it the totality of all that I am. However....

Suspense....

More suspense....Hehehe.

My Now can be as expanded as infinity or as blinkered as blinkered is. What do I mean? Best way is by example on another bus ride, surprise, surprise.

Halfway through my bus journey yesterday evening, the bus driver told us he was going no further because the driver, who was supposed to relieve him, hadn't turned up. So we all got off and waited for another bus. A woman standing beside me had a look of amazement which made me smile. "Why isn't the bus moving then?" she asked. We laughed. She suggested that we hijacked the bus to our destination. I agreed. I was sure no one would notice or even care. We had a good giggle about the situation. She was on her way to work at the local hospital but she seemed relaxed.

I noticed another bus coming that wasn't going where I wanted to go. It was a mad rush to get on that bus. I wasn't in the mood to travel like a sardine in a can, so I let the mob in, including my new friend. I noticed another bus driver behind me and he told me there was an empty bus due in a minute. I stood by a man and a woman. The woman said to me, "Let's not tell those passengers there's another bus coming. Let's have the bus all to ourselves." We chuckled like Bart and Lisa Simpson. In the meantime, people were still fighting to get on the crowded bus. The bus driver told them there was an empty bus approaching. The only passenger who took any notice was the woman I had been chatting to earlier. The other passengers paid no attention. So we let the bus go. In a few seconds, the empty bus arrived that was going where I wanted to go. Bliss!

This is an example of living in an open Now. I am totally present while paying attention to people and things around me. Most of all, I am aware of my feelings. Any feelings of discomfort I have such as not wanting to get squashed is an indication to let that moment go. When I am open, I can see that the Universe is doing all She can to get me to my "destination."

I do have my moments of living in a blinkered Now. Here's one example.

I love going for long walks. Once after a long walk in the park, I was walking back to the station via the main road. Then I noticed a path with lovely trees that was running parallel to the main road. I thought it would be nice to get away from the traffic. I figured the path lead into the forests. Getting to the path meant I had to go down a slope which looked slightly dangerous. You've heard of the phrase "A rolling stone gathers no moss?" I wondered what a rolling Enocia gathered. Anyway, I decided to go for it and ran down the slope. Whew! That was exhilarating. As I walked on the path I noticed it made a loop leading to...guess where...the main road I had started from. You mean I nearly got myself injured so I could end up back on the same road? At least I got to walk on the path for a few minutes. Oh well, you've got to have a laugh!

When I am totally present and aware that I am the All There Is right here and now, my awareness is expanded to infinity. This means I'm constantly receiving data from the Universe to help me in whatever I am being at the moment. The trick is to know how to interpret this data. In my experience, data is transmuted into visions, words, sounds, feelings, smells, songs, experiences, observing nature, to name but a few.

I live in an open Now. When I get the odd blinkered Now, it's always good comedy material.

Love and Light,
Enocia

In the last article, I wrote that what you focus your attention on magnifies. Here are a few more examples.

When I'm on the Internet, I tend to have several pages open at once: my email, my blog, and other sites. While I focus on one thing at a time, I'm also aware when not to focus on something. For instance, I have found that if I'm downloading something or opening an attachment, it seems to take ages when my attention is on it. Why? Because I think it is slow so my attention magnifies the situation and it takes forever. So I leave it alone and focus my attention on something else. This also happens when I am trying to post on my blog and it's taking ages. I focus my energy elsewhere.

I find when waiting for a bus it seems to take ages when I am in a place of waiting. It's as if my attention increases the waiting time. Plus my thoughts of waiting ar picked up by other passengers. Together, we create a reality of delays or whatever. On the other hand, when I am just enjoying being in the moment, the bus seems to appear instantly like it's just manifested out of thin air.

I also find when I put pressure on myself to achieve something in such and such a time, I feel a sort of resistance and things don't flow. So I tell myself I have all the time in the world and there is no hurry. What happens is that I achieve whatever it is in no time and have tons more time to do other things.

I have also learned to focus on what is perfect about my body rather than focus on what is not. If I notice a spot, instead of focusing all my attention on it I feel other parts of my skin that are smooth and flawless. Wonders of wonders, the spot disappears. Try it, it works.

If I can't solve something, I only make it bigger by thinking about it. So I focus my attention on something else such as watching television, reading, writing, humming a tune or recalling nice memories. This is the rationale behind surrendering everything to God, Divine Love, your Higher Self or whatever you believe in. Surrendering is the quickest way to bring order into your life.

Have you noticed history seems to repeat itself? You watch the news and read newspapers and focus your attentions on news reports about natural disasters, wars and the likes, wonder about the cause, then expect the disaster to go away and not be repeated. Illogical! These things will happen over and over again until people learn to focus only on what they want to happen such as peace and love. Now if I watch the news or read a newspaper, I do so with the intention to bless others with Love; or I look for evidence of love and beauty.

Finally, here's a game I learned on a personal development course to demonstrate the power of attention. You need a partner to play with.

On whatever hand you feel comfortable, form a circle with your thumb and pointer (index) finger. Make sure your fingers are relaxed. Now get your partner to pull your fingers apart. Do not resist, just let it happen.

Now repeat the exercise. This time, after you have formed the circle, focus all your attention in the circle. Nothing else matters but that circle. When you are ready, nod to your partner for him/her to pull your fingers apart. Did you notice any difference?

This exercise demonstrates the power of attention or your lack thereof.

Your attention has power. Use it wisely.

Love and Light,
Enocia

Related article: Where Do You Focus Your Attention?

I have noticed that when I am looking at something, there is a light aura around it. As I focus on the object the light around it expands. More on this later.

Picture this. You open a book to read and instead of finding words on the page like you're used to, you see a block of letters. Allyoucanseeisjumbledwords (All you can see is jumbled words). It would be totally meaningless. You would have to try and make sense of these letters.

The Universe is like a bunch of letters jumbled together without any meaning. It is your consciousness, your beliefs and expectations, that bring meaning to it. Your beliefs and expectations are your intention. To experience a reality is to create order out of apparent chaos.

The other day on a bus journey it was very hot and sunny. I was sitting upstairs, right in front, enjoying the view. I could have sat at the back in the shade but I liked where I was sitting. I could easily have focused on myself as Spirit so I don't feel the heat, but I couldn't be bothered. I simply wanted to be in the shade. I asked the sun to tone down its glare but it only seemed to glare more brightly. I turned my attention to what I wanted to experience - shade for the entire journey. The bus turned into a road where my side of the bus was in shade. Great. At the next road I was back in the sun, but I focused on shade. I noticed as we drove by, there were trees providing shade.

A young boy and his mother got on and sat on the seats adjacent to mine. The boy complained that it was too hot and he wanted some shade. His mother suggested they sit at the back but the boy wanted to sit in front. Interesting. Here I am asking the Universe for shade, and a boy asking his mother for shade. He lay his head on his mother's lap and she provided some shade for him. At one point he raised his head just in time to find the bus stopping underneath a tree. He pointed this out to his mother.

In the meantime, I continued to see only shade. I was so focused on shade that when there was no shade it still felt cooler. For the rest of the journey the sun hid behind the clouds and I enjoyed a cooler journey.

Years ago I went on holidays to Australia to visit my boyfriend. It was summer in Australia at the time and we spent a month travelling in his campervan from one national park to another. I couldn't cope with the heat. At one point, I collapsed with heat stroke. I also kept wishing it would rain. To make matters worse, there were all these flies I couldn't stand. I even got stung by a fly which was a shock to my system. My boyfriend said he'd read about flies stinging people in text books but never realised it was possible until it happened to me. The more I thought about flies the more they seemed to appear. Eventually I got used to the climate and it felt a lot cooler. I even got used to the flies; or maybe I learned to appreciate them. I doubt it. Ha!

Later, I realised that I had so focused my attention on heat and flies they were magnified in my experience. I found out from my friend that as soon as I left Australia, it started to rain. My friend got stuck in his campervan for a while because the roads were flooded. Ooops!

The next summer in London I applied what I had learned about focusing only on what I wanted to experience. When it was hot, I focused on the breeze and cool weather. I found in my reality it felt cool while consensus reality was experiencing a heat wave. There have been times when I've had my cardigan on and seen people with shorts and t-shirts. I would be surprised to learn that the average temperature that day was in the high 80s while in my reality it felt like 71 degrees Fahrenheit. Oh well.

As you can see cold and heat, glare and shade, all possibilities exist in the same space. Wherever you put your attention is what you will experience in your reality. The more you focus your attention on something, the more of it you will experience. Why? Because you are actually drawing to you much of the same.

Now, it begins to make sense about having a belief in something whether it is a belief in God or a particular doctrine. To believe is to have an intention. When you consistently give your attention to a belief, you are perpetuating that intention which is magnified in your experience. Here are a few examples in the scriptures:

"O magnify the LORD with me, and let us exalt his name together." (Psalm 34: 3)

"I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving." (Psalm 69: 30)

"And Mary said, My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour." (Luke 1: 46-47)

I believe in the One Power called Love that is in all. When I give my attention to a belief in a powerful being called God, I am magnifying God in my experience. It doesn't matter whether I'm making it up or not. All that matters is my experience of God. So it is good to believe in a God of Love, Wisdom and Power. It is good to believe that this God is the only power. As you magnify this God in your life you have the equivalent experience.

We all want to experience peace and love in the world. Infinite love, peace, wisdom, abundance, power exists now. You simply have to focus on what is. You can't have peace when your attention is on fear. Watch the news and you'll see what I mean. Imagine how many millions watch the news each day. By giving the news their attention, millions of people are unwittingly magnifying the situation. Of course, if the media's intent is to demonstrate love or peace then that intent would be magnified in people's lives. I love watching murder mysteries on television. My intention is entertainment and fun and it is that intention that has my attention, and it is my fun and joy that is magnified. I don't expect murder to be magnified because that is not my intention. But the media doesn't see things that way. The media's intention is to give out information, at least what they consider to be information about wars and disasters which is magnifying fear. You can't have peace if your focus is on disasters. As I have written elsewhere: "The world will appear to be in pieces until we realise peace is."

There was a time in my life when I was very fearful. I had been meditating for years, and had even experienced cosmic consciousness many times. By cosmic consciousness I mean when you realise yourself as the Light in all. Yet, I felt immense fear. I believe once you have experienced yourself as the Light, your thoughts are very powerful indeed. If you only focus on fear, you will end up feeling even more fearful. I was also praying for the fear to go away and tried many different techniques, but my focus was on the fear and not on peace. I started focusing on being peaceful. One thing that really helped me was chanting. I would chant Hari Krishna whenever I could. I made sure there was no space between thoughts for me to panic about something. I also started reading passages from the Bible, even memorised a few. On my walks I would repeat Psalm 91 over and over again until the Psalm came to life within me and wiped out the fearful thoughts.

In the beginning of this piece, I spoke about how a light aura appears around an object that has my attention and how the light magnifies the more I focus on the object. This light is the essence of all creation. The Light plus intention, i.e. my beliefs and expectations bring about creation, i.e. that which I experience in my reality.

Attention (Light) + Intention = Reality

The peace that we seek already exists within the All There Is. We are the All There Is. To have peace I don't focus on fear, nor do I try to get rid of or fight fear. I focus on peace instead or focus on God.

Attention is very powerful indeed. What you focus your attention on will magnify.

I magnify only Good, at least what I consider to be Good, in my life.

Love, Peace and Light,
Enocia

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Imagine someone has bought you something and you are very grateful. How do you feel? When I imagine this, I feel immense joy, but then again I also feel immense love. Come to think of it, I also feel blissful. Bliss is joy is love; it makes no difference really.

These feelings of joy, bliss and love are the equivalent of acknowledging that I am grateful.

Have you noticed that when you are really grateful to someone about something, they feel as if they want to do more for you? Imagine if you went around feeling grateful all the time?

When you are being true to yourself, being the Love that you are; when you are feeling immense joy, you are effectively feeling the same way as when you are feeling gratitude. As far as the Universe is concerned being grateful means giving you something to be grateful about, and She will continue to give you more experiences to be grateful about.

Gratitude doesn't stop with you. You also start hearing gratitude bouncing all around you. People are picking up on the gratitude frequency and having experiences to be grateful about and so it continues.

Wouldn't be wonderful for all to always have experiences to be grateful about?

I am Gratitude.
I am Joy.
I am Love.
I am Peace.

Blessings be to all.

Enocia

In a previous article, I wrote:

"God is man in flesh now. God is a human being now." God in Flesh

I now want to clarify what I mean by flesh.

In every way I feel very much human. My skin feels like most people's and I can feel hot or cold, but there is a slight difference. Though I appear to be in flesh, I am not flesh. What feels like flesh is nothing but God-substance. When I am still I feel my body as buoyant. Sensations that feel like pain are only painful when viewed from a physical standpoint. When I go deep into this sensation, all I feel is movement of some sort, a kind of vibration. When I listen with my inner ears I hear sounds like a slight hum, reminiscent of the noises fluorescent lights make, sometimes a lot louder.

Even the world that appear to be solid is not solid at all. I sometimes feel as if I'm standing on a ship that appears to be still and yet it is in continuous motion. Everything is in motion.

Now, I can choose to experience physical sensations. This way, if I hit my head against a brick wall it hurts. But then I have hit my head lots of times and have reversed the pain instantly by remembering that I am Spirit. There have been no sensations.

Another example. Fire can be experienced as very hot and scorching or not having any sensation at all. Years ago while I was studying Science and Health by Mary Baker Eddy, I scalded my finger with boiling water. It felt very painful and my finger went red. My instinct was to run the finger under cold tap water. Then I decided to apply the truth principle I was studying. I thought, "I am Spirit." The burning sensation stopped and my finger instantly returned to normal. As time went on, whenever I needed healing all I had to do was remember that I am Spirit and my body was restored to normal. Fire is Spirit. As Spirit, fire can do no harm. Only when we regard fire as a mental state can it harm or cause destruction.

What I'm saying is all is Spirit for God cannot change what He innately is. While I feel like I have flesh and blood, I know that flesh is spirit. It is why I can feel hot and cold in one moment and not feel anything at another. Why? Because Spirit doesn't have feelings of hot and cold. When I am aware of being totally Spirit, it feels as if I am empty space. I used to have panic attacks and have to weigh myself just to make sure I am there.

When you regard yourself as human flesh, flesh is corruptible. When you know yourself as God in flesh, then flesh is Spirit and incorruptible. God as flesh is not under any natural laws, God can be anything God chooses because God is unconditioned.

God is flesh and flesh is Spirit. Though I appear to be in flesh I am 100% Spirit.

Love and Light,
Enocia

"And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God." (Job 19: 26)

"And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us, (and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father,) full of grace and truth." (John 1: 14)

About two weeks ago I had a dream; well it was more of a waking dream as I was very aware of being asleep and awake at the same time. I could hear ringing in my ears, what is known as tinnitus. I heard a voice telling me I was totally present in my body and I existed nowhere else. The ringing instantly ceased. These words were repeated over and over again. I finally went to sleep.

Imagine you went to a hairdresser's to have your hair straightened. The stylist spends two hours on your hair. When she's finished you look in the mirror only to find your hair in the same state it was in when you first entered the salon. You ask the stylist what she's playing at. The stylist tells you to give it some time, that you will eventually get the hair style of your dreams. Are you going to take the hair stylist's word for it and pay her for services rendered? I doubt it.

Yesterday I eavesdropped a young girl having a conversation with her father. She said, "I'm hungry now, not later, now. I want some food now."

Why shouldn't we have what you need now? Why do we have to wait? Why have we bought into the idea of waiting?

I have written elsewhere that all prayers are answered. All realities exist now but it might seem to take time for them to be made manifest. Why? Because we can't see what is there, or our beliefs prevent whatever it is from being made manifest. You could ask for what is already present to be made manifest in a way you can tangibly experience with your senses. What if it still doesn't appear? There could be another reason, your perception of reality.

Let's take the reality of "now." We say all time exist now. As I write this piece, I am aware of living in my own personal Now. I am typing this piece in my own time. My focus is totally on writing this piece. Yet, I am vaguely aware of friends who live in America who are probably still asleep, and friends in Australia who are hours ahead of my time in the UK.

It would seem that there are two Nows: the personal and the Universal. We all share a universal Now. For instance, we all desire to be happy, loved, be whole, at peace, live in abundance and be in joy. This suggests that all good exists in the Universal Now. However, it's no use telling someone who is going through turmoil that he is Peace now. He is bound to say to you, "prove it." There's no point telling someone who is agony that he is whole now, he will tell you "I need to experience that wholeness in my body now, I need to feel it now." Our quest is to experience the universal Now right here and now. How we translate the universal Now into the personal Now is personal to our needs and temperament. I will explain by way of an example.

A while back during a healing course, we practised receiving and giving distance-healing. We all paired up. Some of us were sent to another part of the building and our partners remained in the main room. When it came to my turn to receive healing, I relaxed and stilled my mind. I had a sense of being in a park with lovely flowers. It felt really peaceful and I wanted to stay there forever. Then I got a picture of a ladder. After we'd finished receiving and sending healing, we reconvened to give feedback. I shared what I had experienced. My partner looked at me in amazement. She said she had sent me peace. I asked her what the ladder symbolised. She said she'd visualised a ladder in my body which she used to check out my organs to see if everything was fine.

As you can see from the above example, my idea of peace was a park, but a ladder was just a ladder. This is what I mean by translating the universal Now into the personal Now; the universal Now takes on a form that is tailored to your own personal needs.

How do you make the universal and the personal Now one? By realising that there is only one Now. Another way to put it is there is only one Me and it is here now. Therefore, as I am typing this piece I am fully present here now. I do not exist in other dimensions, I only exist here now. That is not to say that there are no life forms in other parts of the universe. It's a matter about being fully present where you are. My friends in Australia live in Australia, my friends in the States live in the States etc. If at some point I choose to live in Australia, then I am totally in Australia, not Australia, the UK and some other planet. I am always totally present where I am.

This leads to the notion of the One. If there is only One in infinite manifestations, then it can only mean one thing: the One that I am is taking form as me in flesh and blood. God, Divine Love, Self, Spirit is flesh.

How can God be flesh and blood? Surely God is Spirit? Surely Spirit is unconditioned? Surely God cannot be limited to the human or any forms? Yes, God is unconditioned. To be unconditioned means God can take any form including that of flesh. God can take on the form of flesh, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, air, light, etc. God can be anything He chooses.

Because God is all there is, right where I am is God in flesh. This is exactly where God as me needs to be right now, as flesh. But when I think of myself as human, and God as existing in some other realm, there is always going to be separation. There is always going to be a sense of waiting for something to happen. The quickest way to bridge the gap between the human and divine is to realise that there is no gap. God is man in flesh now. God is a human being now.

Heaven is right here on earth now. Right where I am, I totally am. That was what the dream was telling me.

All my love to you all, wherever you are.

Enocia

If you've ever set up a blog, a website or registered on a forum, you are always asked to choose a login ID. Your ID could be your name, a character from a movie, anything. The computer doesn't care, just choose an ID.

The ID is your passport to enter that reality so you can play the game. You are now playing a character in the drama you're involved in. The ID is your mask. You can project any image you want of yourself; you can be anything you want to be.

Alas, some forums have rules of conducts and restrictions about how you can express yourself. I tend to avoid those types of forums anyway.

What if we were to see our human personalities as IDs; and life on earth as simply different forums you can log into? You can choose forums that suit your purpose. You can even have multiple IDs for different forums. You can choose an ID to play a son or daughter; an ID to play a friend; an ID to play a work colleague; an ID to go shopping...the possibilities are endless.

We truly can be whoever we want to be. We just need to choose IDs to play the game of humanity.

Must dash. Nice chatting to you all.

Enocia logging off.

When I was a child I had ginger hair. It wasn't the norm in those days for black people in Africa to have ginger hair; I was living in Sierra Leone at the time. My nickname at school was "Ginger." I hated my hair colour and so wanted to have black hair.

I tried all sorts of pomades and hair creams to make my hair go black. In time, my hair got darker, not quite black, but almost black. I figured it was because I had grown out of it. I now realise that if you persistently have thoughts about wanting darker hair, sooner or later you're bound to manifest the reality of darker hair.

Years later, while I was back living in London, I started relaxing my hair. I noticed my hair colour started getting lighter. I was no longer bothered about my hair colour changing as things had moved on; black women were now dyeing their hair in different shades of browns and reds, even blondes.

After many years, I stopped using relaxers and reverted to my natural curls. My hair colour went dark. I decided to dye it. The first time I had a consultation with the hair stylist at this new salon, she recommended redder shades. The colours that suited me were a combination of terra cotta and paprika; and one called "Diablo Red 666." It seems I couldn't get away from reds.

I soon got bored with using chemicals on my hair. My hair colour went back to dark.

Recently, I've been thinking about reverting to the hair colour I had as a child. Is it possible to have ginger hair without chemicals? I put out an intent to have my ginger hair back.

This morning I bumped into a friend I haven't seen in ages. She asked me if I had dyed my hair as it was looking really brown. I told her I used to be ginger as a child and it looks like I'm going back to being a ginger.

I am a Ginger I am and proud of it.

Enocia

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

In the sci-fi television series Star Trek The Next Generation and Star Trek Voyager, the crew occasionally encounter the alien species called the Borg described as follows:

"A massive society of cybernetic automatons abducted and assimilated from thousands of species, the Borg Collective is intent on achieving "perfection" by spreading its influence into every corner of space, consuming technologies and individuals without conscience, obliterating entire civilizations in its wake."

The Borg operate as one collective and unified mind. In the sci-fi series, the Borg is humanity's biggest threat to its individuality. Many attempts have been made by the Borg to assimilate the star ship crew but they have all been unsuccessful.

Is the Borg collective the equivalent of the collective consciousness of humanity?

As humans, we pride ourselves on our individualities and uniqueness, yet most people's behaviour are the results of programming. You find some people with a particular group or race mentality where they all think the same way and try to put pressure on others to adopt their views or be ostracised. The Borg view is you will be assimilated whether you are willing to comply or not.

Sub-groups such as race, politics and religions are part of a much larger consciousness that is the Universal Mind of all species, which indoctrinates different species to behave in a particular manner. It is this Universal Mind that makes humans walk on two legs, while making dogs behave in a dog-like way. Have you noticed all human babies sound the same when they cry?

So yes, the Borg is very similar to collective consciousness.

Beyond the Universal Mind of collective beliefs and programmes is the Essence that is free of all programmes. One who realises his identity as Essence is able to re-programme the Universal Mind, thus introducing new beliefs and ideas into the collective consciousness of all species.

Now, there is much talk within the religious and spiritual community about the Father's Will, which the biblical Jesus spoke about. Jesus surrendered his pesonal will to the Father's will. Many teach that we are to surrender our personal will to the Father's will in all ways. What does the Father's will actually mean? Does surrendering your will to the Father make you holier than thou? Time to demystify this, or at least give my take on the Father's will.

The Father/Mother is the Essence, Substance, Self, the One Power in all; while the sons/daughters are the creations, i.e. thought-forms and ideas of Mind. Humans are ideas of Mind. Given that the One is the Father/Mother, and ideas and thought forms are the sons and daughters, surrendering your will simply means realising your identity as the One. As the One you are no longer under the whims of other people's beliefs, you can programme Mind to comply with your beliefs. Time for a quick exercise.

Imagine you are the Universe. Visualise yourself so vast you don't know where you body begins or ends. Now raise your arm? Do you see that raising your arm is meaningless? You are the Universe. If you insist on raising your arm, you are simply raising the entire Universe, as your arm is the Universe. Thus, when you think of yourself as the Universe, whatever you are doing applies to everyone. Whatever thought you have as the Universe is the same thought everyone has, as the One Universe cannot be divided.

The purpose of the above exercise is to show what it means to surrender one's will. You end up gaining the whole.

The art of surrender, therefore, is consciously seeing everything as the One/Self/the Universe. Instead of seeing your body as human, see your body as the Universe. Your family and loved ones are not humans but the Universe. A dog is not an animal but the Universe. Money is not currency but the Universe. When you see everything as the Universe, you are being the infinite Self that is without beginning or end.

Let's say you are not feeling well. See your body as the Universe, which is infinite wholeness. This means you are already whole. If you don't feel it, know that every single part of the Universe is doing all it can to bring that wholeness into manifestation. Your body has no choice but to comply and be whole.

The art of surrender is what being a human being is about. You are seeing yourself as not human but the Infinite being a human. You also end up keeping your individuality as the Infinite Self needs a channel to work through; that channel is the human self.

Surrender is easy.

I am a human being.

Love and Light,
Enocia

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"The only way to pass any test is to take the test. All tests on every level are always repeated one way or another until you pass." ("Mutant Message Down Under" by Marlo Morgan)

Have you noticed how blissful babies are? They don't have to worry about a thing because all their needs are taken care of as if by magic. They have no concept as to how a food is prepared or where his mother got the food from. Food just appears when needed; his nappy is changed when the need arises, and life is effortless.

As kids grow older they are made aware as to where things come from, depending on the parent's beliefs of course. In most cases, children are raised by parents who believe that nothing is for free, and that you have to work hard to live. The child is taught that food comes from the supermarket that mummy and daddy have to pay for, and mummy and daddy have to go to work to earn money so they can buy food. Food doesn't appear by magic, mummy (or daddy) has to prepare the meal. In time, the child is taught how to prepare a meal. The child also realises that some dreams don't come true because mummy and daddy simply can't afford it. As for Father Christmas, he's another myth that has no place in reality.

The child learns how to take care of his personal needs, and so his orientation continues until he becomes an adult, when he's expected to take care of himself.

Whatever happened to your blissful nature? What happened to your perfect soft skin, your radiant smile and those big cheeks that everyone wants to kiss. And what are those lines on your face? Come to think of it, how come people don't love you the way they used to? My blissful nature was thrown out with the baby's water, baby included. It is time to get real, time to focus on how to resolve things for yourself with a little help from the various experts out there.

Just because you know how to navigate yourself in the world doesn't mean your knowledge is sufficient to take care of your needs. You really only know what you have been socialised to believe is true for you; it doesn't mean your truth is appropriate for every situation. One can get so stuck in seeing things one way and forget that there is an unlimited way of being.

Where am I going with this? Haven't a clue.

Seriously, my experience of self-realisation, awakening to my real nature, is that I came to realise that many thing I knew to be true was, er, untruth. (I wouldn't want to offend any of my readers by saying it's all BULLSHIT). I had to become like a child again, going through a learning process, or a process of unlearning what I had believed to be true. For instance, I realised much of what I thought was true about nutrition and health were simply beliefs. I realised I got sick because I had bought into the collective belief of humanity.

Let me digress for a moment. Have you noticed people who are born blind or being blind for a long time, like the singer, Stevie Wonder, still grow old. How come when they can't see anyone? Because it is consciousness, the beliefs one have, that quicken or slow down the body. That's life in the human fast lane!

Where was I? Ah yes. I realised that there's no need to go rushing to a doctor. I simply need to change my belief by realising that I am already perfect and so it is. But the truth sounds like madness at first. How can it be so different from what we have been socialised is true? That's the power of beliefs for you.

One can spend a whole lifetime correcting previous errors and there will always be tons more to correct. Truth is vast beyond comprehension. Instead of constantly swapping beliefs why not junk all beliefs? Why not surrender all to Self? What do I mean by this?

I, for one, realise there are some issues I cannot resolve on the human level. I've tried and I keep coming back to the same stumbling block? Why? Because I am not getting the full picture. But I know a Man who does. Self/the One is Infinite Intelligence, Power and Love. So why not surrender all to the One who knows all.

So I say: Well Self, I have tried and have learned much from you but there's way too much stuff to learn or unlearn. To be honest, I really can't be bothered. I want to return to my blissful nature as a baby when everything was done effortlessly. I am handing everything to you, and I mean everything. No matter what I want to achieve, I hand it to you. You do it and I'll just show up and take credit for it. Only kidding. You do realise I'm kidding, right?

Self: Yes I do realise you are kidding. Hum, when you say everything, do you mean everything?

Me: Yes everything including my health, finances, work, friends, where I should live, leisure activities, the colour of my hair, what lipstick looks good on me, everything.

Self: And what about your desire you sometimes have to help others when your way is not always appropriate for the other?

Me: That's an excellent point, Self. You are not Ms Know It All for nothing. I surrender my need to change or save the world. I surrender the world to you.

Self: So be it.

Me: Yay! Freedom at last!

Then I put my feet up and enjoy. When I get the temptation to take control, I remember to hand the thought back to Self. No matter what it is, I surrender it to Self.

Suddenly, I hear the voice of reason aka Control Freak: How can you surrender everything to Self? Surely you've got to play your part, you have to co-create with God, right?

Me: There is only the One that is manifesting in all. The One is the Spirit Self who is manifesting as this human self. Why not surrender all to the Spirit who knows everything and wants the best for me?

Control Freak: But, but, how can this work in practice? What about work?

Me: There are no compartments in Self. Self is the same Self whether you are at work, playing, making love, or typing a memo. It's not as if I won't be doing anything. From time to time, Self channels information through me that I need to be aware of and I write it down or act on it.

Surrendering all to Self is the ultimate challenge, and taking the test is part of the challenge. This involves trust in Self.

Following is a testimony I received from a friend recently who is taking the test to surrender all to Self, even work related issues.

"Dear Enocia,

My colleague called me regarding a technical issue which he was not able to solve. I saw the problem and realized that the issue is strange. We have tried it several ways it didn't work out. Immediately, I prayed like: "My dear Higher Self, I don't want to go to my place without solving the problem. Please solve the problem!" I repeated several times. Suddenly one idea came out which was also tried by him. He gave critical smile and told me "Already I tried V it didn't work!" BUT IT WORKED WELL!! I happily went to my place. I expressed lots of thanks to my higher self."

While I am taking the test I also treat the test as fun. I NEVER beat myself up if I lapse and want to take control because I know Self never stops loving me whether I trust or not. It's just important for me to pass the test.

Taking the test makes for a blissful life experience.

The good news is compared to the baby, at least I can speak. Not being able to speak would drive me absolutely gaga.

Anyone else interested in taking the test?

Love and Light,
Enocia

"Messages, it seems, are placed in my world by the Holy Spirit, loved ones passed on, the Angels, my Guides, and even by my own subconscious (which the Course says induces miracles).

[...]"Sometimes these messages simply arrive in my mind, suddenly, unexpected, and with a synchronicity that focuses all my attention. And other times they appear as signposts along my way." Messages, by Jeanette

My real Self that is Spirit is always sending the human self information about what I need to pay attention to. Messages come through people, nature, music, art, inner visions, thoughts and feelings. Lately, I have been getting repeated messages reminding me I am the magic. Here are a few examples.

My friend recently included an Abraham download on his journals. When I heard the song I loved it. My friend said he had a feeling I would like it. Part of the song goes:

Every day a new adventure
Every day a new beginning
As I reach out and discover
The magic in the joy of living A New Adventure

I was thrilled by "the magic in the joy of living."

I recently re-read a piece about the magnetic power of the sacred heart, as described by Jesus to Glenda Greene. The sacred heart is one's inner power that acts like a magnet to attract to you the desires of your heart. Later that night on my way home a woman approached me, handed me a booklet, and said "message by Jesus." As I'm not religious I passed it to my mother to read. My mother wasn't too keen as it was written from a Catholic perspective; she is a Methodist. Then I had a rethink. What if the tract is intended for me? It was then I noticed the words "Sacred Heart" on the cover. At the back was a picture of Jesus, the artist's interpretation anyway. I flicked through and found parts of it meaningful.

Two days ago while I was in town I heard a couple discussing Mary Poppins. I stopped and told them how much I love Mary Poppins. They were on their way to see the musical and asked me where the theatre was. I pointed the way. I like to think of Mary Poppins as my inner magician.

The next day, yesterday, my morning didn't go according to plan. My motto is if something is not going as expected, it simply means something else needs my focus. I started thinking of substance, the magic of the Universe. I was inspired to re-read Genevieve Behrend's "Your Invisible Power", which is a wonderful book about Substance, the essence/magic of the Universe, and trusting in Substance.

The night before I heard Michael McDonald's song Sweet Freedom playing over and over again in my dreams. I looked up the lyrics on the web. The chorus goes:

Shine sweet freedom
Shine your light on me
You are the magic
You're right where I wanna be
Oh sweet freedom carry me along
We'll keep the spirit alive on and on

Aha, "You are the magic." I am being reminded again.

Later, I checked the forum I sometimes participate in and two messages to me caught my attention.

"what'daya expect when yur living in disneyworld"
"Hello again Golden One."

Disney World happens to be the first place I ever went to in America and I loved it. For me, Disney World will always be a world of magic.

What does gold mean to me? Gold signifies alchemy. For me, being Self is realising that I am not lead i.e. the human personality, but gold i.e. Spirit personality. Magic is the art of transmuting lead into gold.

Later, I went for a walk in Hampstead Heath. The path I intended to use was very muddy as it had been raining earlier. I decided to try another route, or maybe the route chose me. I came across a wonderful sculpture in the park by Giancarlo Neri called The Writer. It depicts the biggest chair and table I've ever seen. As I stood underneath the table I was transported to the magical world of Jack and the Beanstalk. I was Jack, with my bag of gold, hiding from the giant. The interesting thing is that I heard of this installation months back but I had no idea where in the Heath it was. I guess I saw it when I needed to see it. Magic!

Thank you dear friends for playing your part.

Do I believe in magic? Oh, Yes!

I believe in Self. Self is magic.

Enocia

Last night, in my dreams, I heard the song Sweet Freedom being played over and over again. I happen to love the song and the lyrics is wonderful.

Message received loud and clear.

Sweet Freedom
Michael McDonald

No more runnin' down the wrong road
Dancin' to a diff'rent drum
Can't you see what's goin' on
Deep inside your heart
Always searchin' for the real thing
Livin' like it's far away
Just leave all the madness in yesterday
You're holdin' the key
When you believe it

[Chorus:]
Shine sweet freedom
Shine your light on me
You are the magic
You're right where I wanna be
Oh sweet freedom carry me along
We'll keep the spirit alive on and on

We'll be dancin' in the moonlight
Smilin' with the risin' sun
Livin' like we've never done
Goin' all the way
Reachin' out to meet the changes
Touchin' every shining star
The light of tomorrow is right where we are
There's no turnin' back
From what I'm feeling

[Chorus]

Coz there'll be starlight all night
When we're close together
Share those feelings dancin' in your eyes
Tonight they're guiding us
Shinin' till the mornin' light Sweet Freedom

I am Freedom,
Enocia

Yesterday evening while I was in town, I walked by an American couple. I heard the woman mention Mary Poppins. I told her that Mary Poppins was my favourite film of all time. She said they were on their way to see the play. They asked me if I knew where the theatre was. I pointed the way, which was only round the corner.

How fantastic is that?

Only one word describes this experience and it's Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Life is magical.

Enocia

"The LORD taketh my part with them that help me: therefore shall I see my desire upon them that hate me." (Psalm 118: 7)

"I will go before thee, and make the crooked places straight." (Isaiah 45: 2)

I was deep in sleep this morning, having pleasant dreams, when a car alarm went off outside. I woke up and looked at the clock. It was time to get up. I was so grateful to the car alarm for waking me up when I needed to wake up.

We are all made of the same stuff, yet each of us resonates at our own unique frequencies. By frequency, I mean one's essence as Love.

When you know yourself as the One it means that all things, visible and invisible, are sympathetic to your frequency. You are always in harmony with the universe. No matter what appearances would suggest, the universe is always on your side. How can anyone harm you when you are in love with all?

Unfortunately, the reverse is also true. If you tend to see others as the enemy, people would unconsciously scan your frequency and react against your frequency. In truth, it is the universe creating realities where everything seems to be against you. Ironically, what is against you is always for you; the universe is only reflecting your beliefs about Self.

Two things happened while I was pondering on these ideas this morning. On my way to the bus stop, a wasp brushed against my face. I know I am one with you wasp, there's no need to get so personal. Hehehe.

During the bus journey a passenger got on but she didn't have the right change. She offered the bus driver a note but he wouldn't change it. She went mad and was effing and blinding about how long she'd been waiting for the bus and how unreasonable the bus driver was. The bus driver wouldn't budge so she stomped off swearing. This was a demonstration of the reverse form of rapport.

I have written in another article that the purpose of prayer is to acknowledge my oneness with that which I wish to experience. Prayer is the art of consciously communing with the All There Is to bring about whatever I wish to experience into manifestation; and prayer is being in love with the All There Is.

We are always in rapport with the All There Is either through fear or love.

Imagine you as Self going before the human self to prepare the way so you are always in harmony with all. Just imagine!

In Oneness,
Enocia

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

Now, that polka dot glass panel is the equivalent of one's way of perceiving the world, where one's experiences are filtered through one's spiritual, philosophical, political or religious beliefs, culture, race, gender, sexuality, family heritage, education, class, profession, peers, emotions, thoughts and other human beliefs. Is it any wonder we sometimes have difficulties seeing eye to eye, what with our different filters? On the other hand, maybe we should congratulate ourselves for getting on so well, considering our different filters.

Spiritual ideas such as love, joy, truth, and peace are also filters, but we tend to be more in harmony when we use these filters than when we focus on the human filters.

Just because someone has a different filter compared to mine doesn't make him right or wrong. We all have our preferred filters. It is our filters that make each of us unique in the way we experience life.

What if I wanted to get a clearer picture of the world? What if I wanted to see the world without polka dots? I would have to see through a clear glass panel, of course. In other words, I would either have to let go of my filters or being fully conscious of having filters.

Being conscious gives me a choice when to use a filter and when not to. I can analyse what a filter means for me, not what others believe it should be. For instance, to be visible to others I have a human body, which is nothing but a filter. Yet, I do not take on board the many beliefs about what it means to be human. I know I am only playing a game while knowing full well I am not a filter.

On another bus ride recently through the inner city of London, I put out an intent that I only wanted to see beauty, at least my notion of beauty. The second I put out the intent I started noticing hanging baskets on buildings with beautiful flower arrangements. My attention was also drawn to statues I hadn't noticed before. I was bedazzled by the beauty around me. Wow! Later that evening, I watched the film, A Beautiful Mind on television, about the mathematician, John Nash. It was wonderful to see it again.

When I participate on discussion forums on the Internet, I choose what filters to use. If I want my post to be humorous, I use the humour filter; ditto love and playfulness. I know when I am using the truth filter when I am completely detached and see everyone the same way. I prefer the joy filter any time.

Is it possible to see the world through the One? Of course but I am also aware that the One is unconditioned meaning beyond definitions. One aspect of the One is Divine Love. So through the eyes of Love, I feel Love for all, as Divine Love is impartial. As Love, I am simply beaming out Love at no one in particular. The thing about being Love, I find, is I don't have the desire to do much. What's the use when I am Love? I also don't have the desire to connect with people. Why should I contact anyone when I am everywhere present? In order to operate in the world, I see the world through Divine Love while choosing other filters, as the need arises. Without a filter I simply have a body of Light.

Seeing the world through a polka dot is a useful tool I have to experience this reality. At least I can choose when to see through a polka dot and when not to.

Life is beautiful.

Love and Light,
Enocia

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." Confucius

"You will always receive help within a second of a prayer. To recognize the help, you must see everything in your life that second on as a part of the answer to your prayer." (Invisible Acts of Power by Caroline Myss)

"And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear." (Isaiah 65: 24)

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

I love going on walks. Sometimes, in order to get to a particular park I have to travel for hours by bus. I reckon if I was travelling by plane, I would be in the continent by the time I arrived. smile.

Anyway, does my walk begin when I arrive at the park? Not for me it doesn't. My walk starts when I put out the intent of going for a walk. If the walk is all I'm going to be doing that day, then brushing my teeth is part of my walk; putting on my make-up is part of my walk; getting dressed is part of my walk; the bus journey is part of my walk; exploring the park is part of my walk; getting lost is part of my walk; finding my way back is part of my walk; my journey home is part of my walk. This way, I am never separated from that which I am experiencing.

Seeing yourself as being at one with the experience is not the norm. We are so used to seeing things as separate from us. It is too easy to believe your prayer hasn't been answered because you haven't seen or experienced the physical evidence. This "seeing is believing" mentality creates a false sense of separation between what you want to experience and who you are. This separation is what is perceived as the "future," which prevents you from staying in the Now. I know I am always one with everything. I am also aware how the senses can give one a false impression of reality. This is why, for me, prayer is an absolute necessity. The purpose of prayer, therefore, is to remind me that I am already one with that which I wish to experience.

Let's say my intent is to experience such and such. I know that my prayer has already been answered but I still can't see evidence of this prayer. It could be that I am not seeing what already exists. So I pray:

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

In other words, I am praying to be shown the "bigger picture" rather than depending on how the human self thinks.

There could be another reason why the prayer is not manifested in form: you are not open to receive. Let's say at your most fearful you are only 10% open to the Good life has to offer; and at your most positive, you are open 30%. The ideal is to be open 100%. This is another reason to pray, so you can be open to receive 100%.

Another reason for the delay could be lack of faith, or you are feeling fearful. Then you pray to have faith or to be in peace.

You could also get other people to pray for you by adding your name on a prayer list. Personally, I prefer putting my name on anonymous lists where you are prayed for in a generalised way. I see this type of prayer as simply energy being directed my way. It is also nice to know that I am not alone in my quest.

While the Universe answers all prayers instantly, it may seem to take "time" for your prayer to be made manifest. The best thing, I find, is to trust in the Universe as Her ways are not the human ways. Whatever you do, never fret. If in any doubt, pray.

One thing I have learned is to be vigilant of my thoughts. There have been many answered prayers that have annoyed the hell out of me. For instance, a while back I was waiting for a bus home at night. My bus was taking ages and I was freezing. I wasn't a happy bunny. Another bus I didn't want soon arrived and in the bus was an acquaintance I sometimes see on my travels. Funnily enough, my bus was the next one to arrive. It was then I remembered that earlier that day I had wondered how he was doing as I hadn't seen him in a while. You mean you delayed my journey so I could see the guy on the bus? I was only wondering for crying out loud, it's not as if I meant it. I could have sworn I heard laughter in my head. I wasn't amused.

Another time I missed several buses. On one bus I saw a conductor I know. I then remembered I had thought of him earlier and wondered how he was. Now it made sense why I had missed those buses so the Universe could synchronise our journeys so I could see my bus conductor friend. Aaargh!

The moral of the story is: only wonder about what you want to experience. Otherwise, you could always pray to delete previous thoughts of wonder. Hehehe.

Let's say you've been waiting for an experience to happen and it still hasn't manifested. There is a tendency for people, myself included, to fret or believe you are separate from the experience. I find it useful to write a list of what I want to experience and go through this list to acknowledge what has been manifested, deleting what is no longer necessary, and confirm what I am still "waiting" to experience in form. I find gratitude to be an excellent way of acknowledging that I am one with the experience. I am also joyful no matter what.

To recap, prayer is an ongoing process of acknowledging that you are already one with that which you wish to experience. Here are a few reasons to pray:

To have the experience.
To be shown how it is being manifested.
To open yourself to receive.
To have more faith or give you peace.
To thank the Universe for what you have received, even if you haven't yet experienced it.
To cancel out undesired thoughts.
You could get others to pray on your behalf.
When in doubt, pray.

Praying is fun.

May all your dreams come true.

Love and Light,
Enocia

Related article: Having the Eyes to See What is Already Present

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

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

The Universe is always supporting me in all I do.

Sometimes one can get so used to seeing things in one way, one misses out on many other ways one's prayer has been answered.

Take what happened an hour ago. I was on the bus and it was pelting it down with rain. As I didn't fancy getting wet, I prayed for the rain to stop NOW and believing it to be so. From what I could see outside it didn't look as if my prayer had been answered. Despite what my senses were suggesting, I knew I was already walking in dry weather.

It was still raining when I got off the bus, so I stood under the bus shelter and took out my umbrella, which acted as protection against the rain. Then I walked to the next bus stop where my next bus was waiting. During the bus journey the sun came out and it stopped raining.

See what I mean about having the eyes to see? The Universe provided the perfect answer that took care of my need to stay dry while providing rain for those who expected rain. Prayers are always answered but they may not be the way one expects. Maybe, instead of praying for something to happen, one should pray to see what already is.

May we all have the eyes to see what is.

With love,
Enocia

There is only one Universe yet there are infinite ways of experiencing the one Universe. Each of us is telling stories from our own perspective. In other words, there is only me in my Universe; and only you in your universe. The stories you tell of the Universe reflects your core beliefs.

A novelist chooses whether to tell a story from one protagonist's point of view, or from multiple points of views.

One drama series I've always loved is Little House on the Prairie, which is told from Laura Ingall's perspective. Through Laura's world view, we get a picture of what is going on with the other locals at Walnut Grove. Some characters appear more favourable than others. Nellie Olsen, for instance, is Laura's least favourite person; Nellie is cleverly portrayed as a spoilt brat. It will be interesting to see Walnut Grove from Nellie Olsen's perspective.

Just this morning before I left home, my mother and I discussed yesterday's weather. I listened to her story of how muggy it was, and how she sweated buckets, and how the weather drove her "mad." While I found her story interesting, I couldn't relate to her at all. It's as if we are living in different universes. My experience of yesterday was it was lovely, so much so, I went for a long walk.

Does that make my mother's experience wrong and mine right? Of course not. We simply have different ways of experiencing the Universe because our inner state i.e. the way we experience the world, is different. It's not that I don't register when it's hot, I just don't give it much thought. It simply is. I tend to focus on what brings me joy and not the weather. Perhaps, if my mother had my inner state she would experience the world the way I do. But it is not my place to tell her how she should live her life. She is the Protagonist of her own Story.

Yesterday on my walk, I stopped to rest on a tree bough and enjoy the tranquillity of the forest. Apart from the birds and a few squirrels, it felt like I was the only one in that forest. Then I heard noises behind me and turned to see two dogs running towards me. One dog wanted to kiss me but I stroked his head instead. The other dog stood close by. Then they ran off somewhere. I had also been wondering whether there was another exit out of the forest. The dogs lead me to that exit. This reflects my belief of the Universe always being loving and helpful.

An hour later while I was walking by a building, I saw a dog waiting outside. I reached out to stroke it but the dog wasn't in the mood to be stroked. He nearly bit my hand off, but I was way too fast for him to harm me in anyway. That experience reflects another core belief that Love cannot hurt Love. No matter how "hateful" someone is towards me, I know Love will dissipate that "energy" or transmute it into Love.

Reminds me of when I was nearly run over last year, by a bus of all things. It felt like I was in a movie where I was aware of each picture frame. I was running across the road to catch a bus thinking I had enough time when another bus overtook the bus I wanted. I watched as this bus approached me. Just before the bus was about to hit me, I twisted my body round, jumped out of the way, retrieved a slipper from the bottom of the bus, and ran over to the other bus I wanted. The speed at which I had moved was nothing short of divine intervention thus demonstrating that Love does not hurt Love.

We are all protagonists in our own stories, yet people expect everyone to experience the Universe in an identical manner. I mean, imagine if I got upset with my friend because he is a musician. I appreciate my friend is following what he believes is true for him, and I follow what is real for me.

What is the one story we are all trying to tell? It is the story of Love, obviously.

However you tell it, enjoy.

Love always,
Enocia

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A while back, a dear friend sent me an email as follows

"True to the music, true to you.

"A poem, write a poem kid, write as fast as you can, make noise, make sound."

It really spoke to me. I love it. Thank you JS.

While I am here to play the game of life, I am also very aware that I must be true to who I am. The game of life is like a multicoloured jumper. Many different colour wools have been used to knit this jumper. Each colour represents one's unique way of being Self, and yet, the different colours come together to create the jumper.

If one is not vigilant, one can confuse the intricate knitted jumper for one's Self. Then you get led from pillar to post looking for answers from others instead of knowing you are already All There Is.

Let's say I am purple wool involved in the knitting pattern. While I am happy to be involved in the design to produce the jumper, I am also very aware of my nature as purple wool. I focus on being my purple self while playing the game of knitting other jumpers. I can get involved in zillions of knitting patterns and yet still being true to who I am.

I travel by bus a lot. I've noticed that when bus drivers are changing shifts, the new driver has to adjust the seat and mirrors to match his or her requirement. All bus drivers can drive buses but they all drive in their own way.

Because I am unique, the way I express my joy is also uniquely me. While I can say "Let there be Joy," the way I express that Joy is uniquely me. The other day I consciously put out an intent to be in joy. I had been browsing in a bookshop. On my way out I heard the bookshop manager calling customers' attention to a book sale, where they were flogging books off for £1 each. After examining what they had to offer I said to the manager, "You should be paying us to get these off your hands." We both laughed.

On the way home I saw a bendy bus. It didn't have the bus route number or the destination in front but it stopped at my stop. I got on anyway. A few stops down more passengers got on. They asked the driver why he was driving a bus with no destination sign. I said to a fellow passenger that we were on a journey to nowhere. This made me giggle.

I noticed the passenger sitting in front of me had a face like a sad Smilie. I don't think he was sad it was just the way he looked. That gave me the giggles. I tried not to look at him and tittered to myself. Other passengers got on. For some reason the sad Smilie passenger found them hilarious and he started giggling to himself. That set me off again.

As you can see I was expressing my joy in my own way. I find joy infectious in terms of it enables others to express joy in their own unique ways.

So yes, I enjoy being part of the fabric of life, playing my part. Yet I remain true to myself.

Another thing - while I enjoy other people's expression of Self, I would never want to be anyone but me. I love being Me.

Self, the Love that we are, is unique to each of us. Self is our unique God-presence that enables us to experience life. Even if we all dissolved into Light, I would still feel my individual note resonating in the Allness.

I am true to the music. I am true to mySelf.

Enocia

Related article: Be True to Yourself

The human way is one is always responsible for one's actions. Good or bad, you reap what you sow. If one expects to suffer consequences from one's actions, one suffers the consequences.

Whatever you're going through doesn't negate the truth that Grace is always present. What is Grace? Grace is Love that is beyond thoughts of good and evil.

You could be the most read scholar, you could have studied every subject known to man, yet you will still suffer like everyone else.

Grace cares not about one's understanding or truth realisations. Grace is loving no matter what.

Grace doesn't point a finger at someone for not recognising Grace, Grace loves anyway.

So you've made an "error" and want that "error" dissolved? Call on Grace. With Grace there are zillions of second chances. Indeed, every moment is an opportunity to evoke Grace; an opportunity to love.

Grace loves you no matter what your beliefs, behaviour or knowledge, but you have to realise Her presence.

Grace be with you all.

Enocia

My mother tells me when I was four years old, my mantra was

"I am a clever girl."
"I am a beautiful girl."

I used to say that a lot to my beloved uncle who doted on me. He thought I was really funny.

That four year old self always knows but she hasn't had experiences of that knowing. I can hear her voice within me.

She is the playful me.
She is ever joyful.
She lives in her imagination.
She loves.
She is free.
She is real.

I now have the experience of what my four year old self knows to be true.
We are one.

Thank you dear friend for holding the vision.

I love you.

Enocia

"Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect." (Matthew 5: 48)

"Beyond the material illusion though, is the pure awareness and experience of God’s love. Your true-self is in this experience right now, as is your client’s true-self. When we give psychic readings, we "read" the ego. If your client or deceased loved one fully lived in a true-self state, your reading will be, 'I see love, I feel love, I hear love, and I know love.'

"Matter, thought, and energies all intersect on one plane of existence. Spirit is on a different but parallel plane. On the material plane there is energy and the experience of matter, time, and movement. On the true-self plane, there is only the pure experience of love, oneness or unity. No thought is necessary because there is nothing to think about and no comparisons to make. There is no doing, because doing implies improving or getting something. In the true-self plane, where all is perfect there is nothing to improve upon and nothing that needs additions or fixing. These are all functions of the body, which is a material perspective." (The Lightworker's Way by Doreen Virtue)

In a previous article, I discussed NLP modelling as the art of modelling the thought patterns, behaviour and beliefs of one who has attained mastery in a particular field so you can achieve the same results. I also concluded that the ultimate model for me is Self, who is perfect and unconditional Love.

This is how I achieved Self-mastery.

Years ago I had a disagreement of sorts with a friend I met at an evening class. I no longer remember the details but I remember being very angry with her. The next day I went to a group meditation session. Before the session started I had a good moan to the facilitator and criticised my friend for being such and such. The facilitator listened without saying anything. It was then it occurred to me that I had behaved in the same way in the past. I stopped complaining and felt immense guilt and self-loathing.

The meditation was about feeling divine energy flowing from Source and circulating this energy to the different chakras, but I couldn't concentrate. I was too busy berating myself for what I'd said about my friend when I was the same way. Then I felt this energy, what I can only describe as pure Love melting away all guilt. I kept saying "sorry" but the Love melted my apologies. I heard a voice within saying "I love you, it's OK, I love you, it's OK." The more I apologised the more the Love just kept pouring until I felt brand new. I was in utter bliss.

The next time I saw my friend she ignored me but I sat beside her and spoke to her as normal. She resisted at first then she just melted and we were back to normal.

Now this is what Self means to me, Love. It is a Love that doesn't care about what I've done, whether I've been good or bad, She loves. She can only love. Ask Love about recent events in the world, the calamities etc, and the answer is I Love You. Love has no theories. Her answer for everything is Love.

I never did pursue NLP to a mastership level because I couldn't think of anyone I wanted to model, except Mary Poppins. (smile) I now realise that the spiritual path for me has been about achieving Self-mastery by modelling Self. I've observed Her, modelled Her and become Her. I have aced the course. I am a Master Practitioner, modelling Self. Like Self, my answer to everything is love. No corrections, just love.

Last night on my way home, a young girl sat beside me with the following words on her t-shirt: "All You Need is Love." I smiled at her and thanked her for reminding us about Love.

I am Self.
I am Love.

Enocia

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Love motivates me. My purpose for being is to love. Love keeps me on the beam; love keeps me connected to humanity and all life.

There was a time when I was really depressed and thought of suicide a lot. I was looking for love, wanting someone to love me. I lived with people and still felt alone. I hated my job. I didn't feel connected to my family. It was as if I was all alone on this planet. Love saved me in the form of my passion for writing. I could vent out all my feelings, angst and frustration on paper and on computer. A note pad doesn't care whether you're happy or sad. A computer screen doesn't judge what you write. Both are silent observers, accepting everything you "throw at them."

Yes, writing is my first love.

All it takes is to have something or someone to love. It doesn't have to be returned. A while back I used to see this guy on the bus. For some reason he appealed to me and I fell in love with him. I made sure I got the bus at the same time so I would see his face. Sometimes he smiled at me and once, oh joy, he sat beside me.

It's not that I wanted a relationship, he was just someone I loved for no reason at all. Loving him made me realise that love feels good whether you are loving someone or being loved. While I no longer see him on my travels, he will always have a place in my heart.

Nowadays I feel love for no reason. I don't necessarily have to channel this love at anyone just feel the love beaming out. I find people are so loving. The world is a loving place to be. Love takes many forms: a stranger's smile; a dog wishing to be stroked; a cat rubbing its tail around my ankles; friends sending me funnies by email; chatting with friends on the Internet; having a lovely meal; watching my favourite television show; browsing at the bookshop; meeting someone special out of nowhere; spending time with loved ones; etc.

I also find love to be very magnetic. The other day on a bus ride I noticed this guy had a bandaged arm. I wondered what he'd done to his arm. He looked back, then he swapped seats and sat in front of me.

Yesterday while I was waiting for a bus a young woman and her boyfriend/partner walked by. I loved her outfit and thought she looked really pretty. They stopped and chatted for a while then they walked back in the opposite direction. As they walked by me I prodded her arm and told her how pretty she looked. She was dead chuffed.

Try this experiment. Send love to a stranger and watch what happens.

While I enjoy loving and receiving love in multifarious ways, I also love being in love, as in having an intimate relationship. Just thinking about it gives me goose bumps. Wherever you are, whoever you are, I love you.

I love. I am loved. I am loveable. I am love.

Enocia

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

It's been a hard habit to kick this - correction. The human experience involves correction. As a child you are a corrected over how to behave in the family and in society. You go to school and university and your performances are constantly being corrected.

Then you get on the spiritual path i.e. wanting to be your real self, and you face correction. Correction. I mean you are so used to being corrected, you expect your God-Self, or whatever you believe in, to correct you over how to be yourself.

But wait. What if there was another way of being - without correction?

As Self, I am already perfect therefore I don't need to be corrected. Only one who is into self-flagellation continues the dream of correction. What would life be like if I never corrected myself (or others) but just love myself as I am? Imagine never criticising your own behaviour ever again and just accepting your decisions based on what you know at the time. This is how the One loves - acceptance without judgment. Love gives me the freedom to be the real Me which is manifested in form, just like Burbank's love for the thorny cacti, in the above quote, produced a new species of thornless cacti.

I no longer have any interest in correcting anyone or being corrected by anyone. As Self, I accept my human self without judgment and without correction. In other words, I love myself just the way I am and I love others just the way they are.

Those who wish to be corrected will always attract correction. Each to their own.

No more corrections please! I only want to love and be love.

Enocia

So many love songs have been and continue to be written about that one perfect Love that will love you no matter what. Seems to me song writers are writing about our one true Love - Self - the greatest love of all. Here are a few examples of what I mean.

"Since, since we've been together
Loving you forever
Is what I need
Let me be the one you come running to
I'll never be untrue

Let's, let's stay together
Lovin' you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad" Let's Stay Together

"Don't go changing, to try and please me
You never let me down before
Don't imagine you're too familiar
And I don't see you anymore
I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble
We never could have come this far
I took the good times, I'll take the bad times
I'll take you just the way you are" Just the Way You Are

"If you're lost you can look - and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you - I'll be waiting
Time after time" Time After Time

"You were my strength when I was weak
You were my voice when I
couldn’t speak
You were my eyes when I couldn’t see
You saw the best
there was in me
Lifted me up when I couldn’t reach
You gave me faith
’coz you believed
I’m everything I am
Because you loved me" Because You Loved Me

"You brimg me joy
When I'm down
Oh, so much joy
When I lose my way your love comes smiling on me" You Bring Me Joy

"You need a love that will not change
You want a lover to remain
Forever yours
Oh, but you don't have to worry
You never have to fear
Through thick and thin Ill always be here

Ill be your bridge over and through troubled waters
You never have to face it alone
And when the world seems to treat a you unfair
Baby, for you Ill always be there

I wont be no fairweather friend
Ill be there till the end
Even through stormy weather
Time and time again" No Fairweather Friend

It's wonderful to know this kind of love is guaranteed because I already have this love.

I am loved, I am loveable, I am Love.

My gratitude to all song writers for reminding me of my one perfect Love.

Love always,
Enocia

Intention is the equivalent of having a mission statement.

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

The intention of this website is self-realisation. I am therefore sharing my direct experiences of Oneness/Self which I intend will inspire readers to look within to Self, not to instruct others how to live their lives. That intention is always in mind when I write. The intention is with me in all aspects of my life, reminding me to be true to mySelf and giving others freedom to be true to who they are.

There is another blog I'm involved in whose intention is comedy. As I see it, anything is fair game. It's perfectly OK to take the piss out of anything and think up stories that make me laugh. It's a bonus if others find what I write funny. If not, as long as I find it funny that's the main thing.

My ultimate intention is to be mySelf and have fun no matter what. Life would be very dull otherwise.

Love always,
Enocia

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"And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither; and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper." (Psalm 1: 3)

Being Self is like a tree with its roots firmly planted in Divine Love.

I like to imagine myself as a grid of Light that is flowing through my body. When I'm standing up or sitting down, I imagine myself rooted to the spot. Thus, it is Love that is working through me.

On my walk yesterday, I watched my legs moving effortlessly; I was a car driving past pedestrians. In other words, Love was walking me.

I am always connected to the Tree of Love.

I am the Love grid,
Enocia

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

Years ago I studied NLP (Neuro Linguistic Programming) which is ultimately about learning the art of mastery through modelling. NLP teaches you how to study behaviour, thought patterns and beliefs. NLP also teaches how to model behaviour and beliefs of those who have attained mastery in a particcular field to achieve similar results, or even better. There are many personal development courses and seminars now teaching NLP techniques.

Many spiritual and religious teachings have the models they follow. For instance, Jesus is the Christian model.

The ultimate model is one's real Self that is always perfect. Why not let Self teach you how to be like Self. This is what I believe the spiritual path is about, to emulate Self so one can be like Self all the time.

The omnipotent, omnipresent and omniscient Self is the only model I follow.

I am Self,
Enocia

Last night I watched a Christian TV programme with my mother that was celebrating the 10th anniversary of the channel. The founders claim to have been guided by God to move from South Africa to set up a Christian channel in the UK to attract 1 billion souls to Christianity. The founders talked about the trials of raising money and fighting the cynicism of the mainstream media. Against all the odds they succeeded. Now hundreds of millions of people worldwide have access to several Christian channels. They still haven't yet achieved their goal but they believe they will get there.

It's curious how they saw the recent hurricane in New Orleans, the bombings in London and other disasters as signs of the end-times predicted in the scriptures, and also signalling the second coming of Christ. The founders believe that Christian channels are there to teach the world that Jesus is everyone's Lord and saviour and the only way back to God.

Whether you believe in following a religion or not, which I don't, I see this is as another example of the power of intention. The founders of the channel put out their intention of attracting 1 billion souls and they believe this will happen in time.

That's the thing about intention - if you don't put out your own intention, someone else is going to make it for you; and you end up being a follower like lamb to the slaughter. You are subjected to someone's interpretation of the scriptures and other people's rules about how to live.

Now I appreciate everyone has free will to follow someone's intention. I also have free will to put out my own intention. So here goes...

My intention is that all of humanity, in all dimensions, is awake to the truth of being that every single human is sovereign i.e. each of us is the One in manifestation. The One, the God-presence within, is everyone's light and salvation. No one needs a medium to be the One. Everyone is already perfect, and nothing can be added to or taken away from one's perfection.

I love intentions, me.

With love,
Enocia

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

The man returns with a drink and claims "his" chair. Just before I leave our eyes meet. We grin at each other. I wonder if he realises he's just demonstrated the power of intention?

Intention is an important facet of creation. It is letting the Universe know what you wish to experience, just like the man had made his intent known, that he wanted that chair, by dropping a book on it. If I had paid no attention to his intent, someone else would have occupied that chair. Thus, one’s intention has to be made very clear to the Universe in thought, word or deed.

Do you need intention when you are in a place of Love? Certainly. It's no use being Love without an intention. Without intention, you are going round in circles. Intention is making a firm decision to head to a certain place as opposed to another.

Intention is the direction you are headed in during a journey.
Intention is the will and wisdom that enables one to achieve a certain goal.

Once the intention is made, I trust in Intelligence to carry out the intention.

For instance, I haven't worn a watch in a long time (excuse the pun). If I'm going to meet someone I always put out an intention of what time I wish to arrive and I arrive on the dot. I remember once I was going to meet someone in town. For some reason I kept delaying the time to leave. Then I received an email from my friend telling me he couldn't make it that day. If I had left earlier I would have missed his email.

When I remember I also put out an intention to wake up at a particular time, and I always wake up as intended.

Intention involves trusting in the Universe.
Intention never fails.

With love,
Enocia

Life for me is about being my real Self. Every moment gives me the opportunity to be my real Self that is loving, peaceful, joyful, funny, witty, wise, creative, an absolute genius.

In truth I have only one Self yet this Self has split into innumerable selves where every moment or experience gives rise to a self. It would seem as if these selves are in conflict but are they? Time to resolve any conflicts, once and for all.

I am inviting all selves to a conference and I, EJ, as Chair.

EJ: Welcome everyone to this special conference. I'm so glad you could all make it. I have called all of you here to thank you for the wonderful job you have been doing over the years.

EJ9: I don't understand. How can you be grateful to me when all I've caused you is grief?

EJ: Remind me again what grief you believe you have caused me.

EJ9: Don't you remember? I never have a good word to say about anyone.

EJ: Oh that. I know you were only acting out of what you believed to be true. You didn't know any better. No harm done, OK?

EJ9: If you say so.

EJ22: What about the fact that I got you to spend like mad and got you into debt?

EJ: I know you were doing the best you can in the only way you knew how. What other choice did you have? You were trying to bring me joy, right?

EJ22: I guess so.

EJ: It's OK, really.

EJ22: OK

EJ66: What about all the physical pain I make you experience?

EJ: You are also working from what you believe to be true. You think I'm a body with flesh and bones. You didn't know any better.

EJ66: I guess.

EJ99: What about the way I made you treat your last boyfriend?

EJ: Listen you guys, it's all good, really. I don't want any of you to feel any guilt. I am very grateful to all of you for your efforts. You were all acting based on what you knew to be true.

Now I want to give each of you a gift. Close your eyes everyone. When you open your eyes you will all find a gift in your hands.

Now open your eyes and unwrap your gifts.

[Everyone receives an identical gift of Love.]

EJ27: I don't understand. How can we all receive the same gift when we've all achieved different results? I am always nice. I've always got you to see the bright side in everything.

EJ8: And me, I am always the one who gets you to see the funny side.

EJ2: And I look after your bodily functions.

EJ: Whoa! Remember what I said that I appreciate you all equally. It doesn't matter whether your acts have been good or bad, I love you all equally. We are all working together remember, for my highest good. Now please stop this bickering and let's realise we are on the same team.

Silence.

EJ: Can we all just get along?

EJ2: I guess I'm willing to make a go of it.

EJ8: Me too, I'm game.

EJ99: And me.

EJ22: Me too.

EJs: We are all willing to work together in harmony.

EJ: Good. I thank you all from the bottom of my heart. I love you all.

Suddenly all EJs merge and become one ball of Light. That Light is Love.

I am Love,
Enocia

Land of Hope and Glory,
Mother of the Free,
How shall we extol thee,
Who are born of thee? Land of Hope and Glory

It's one of those scorching days. I'm spending the late afternoon and evening walking in a park. I head for a lonely spot underneath a tree. I sit down to have a rest. I can see something wriggling about in another tree. Is it a snake? Of course not, there are no snakes here. Aha, it's a squirrel with a very long tail. We eye each other for a while. Then the squirrel climbs higher up the tree and I lose sight of her.

I continue to enjoy the tree's shade. On the ground are what appear to be tiny nuts, possibly what birds and squirrels feed on. I marvel at how nature takes care of all our needs. I am also very grateful for living here in London where one can enjoy such beauty, peace and freedom. It's like living in the mythical land of milk and honey where you live in comfort and ease.

Later, I walk by a man resting on a bench. Underneath the bench is a beautiful cocker spaniel dog. I stroke her hair. The man tells me her name is "Honey." Wow! I think about living in a land of milk and honey and I meet a dog called Honey. I stroke her for a few minutes then I say goodbye.

Nearly at the end of my walk I come across blackberry bushes. The blackberries are delicious. After I've had enough, I pick some for my mother. I wrap them in a piece of napkin.

Later on the bus home I check to see how the blackberries are doing. They're soaking through the napkin. If only I had a plastic carrier bag to put them in. At the next bus station I find a bag someone has dumped on the floor. Just perfect.

I am so grateful to the Universe manifested as the United Kingdom.

I love the United Kingdom.

With love,
Enocia

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

Why do we continue to accept the idea that what is good can also be bad for you? Don't eat so much chocolate or your skin will break out; you will have stomach ache; you will get sick; etc. That's bullshit! How can something be good and bad at the same time?

What kind of a capricious God would create a beautiful coral snake that would kill at one bite? Can a Power that is all Good also cause you harm?

As I watch events unfold in New Orleans after the recent hurricane, I'm reminded of the awe people have about nature. On the one hand they talk about how beautiful nature is. How can that which is so beautiful and perfect cause such mayhem and destruction? Is God having a laugh?

Look at what happened in Iraq recently when religious pilgrims were killed in a stampede. Where was God when all this was going on?

The God I know that is Love will not create something that is good and bad. He will not create a fruit that is sweet but will also make you sick. Only a warped mind filled with conflicting beliefs will let you experience the same fruit as both good and bad. The God of Love I know creates Good for all time.

The way I see it, you are either experiencing Love or it's all bullshit!

In My Love Cocoon,
Enocia