<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136</id><updated>2012-01-12T13:28:20.183Z</updated><title type='text'>Vector8 Journals</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>345</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-112004179900950848</id><published>2005-06-27T17:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:43:31.851Z</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea." (Revelation 21: 1)&lt;/blockquote&gt;The purpose for which this blog was created has been served. This Blog is now closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New writings can now be found at &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/"&gt;The One in All&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-112004179900950848?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/112004179900950848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/112004179900950848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-113448011881650387</id><published>2005-06-27T17:20:00.017Z</published><updated>2012-01-01T12:01:48.838Z</updated><title type='text'>Articles in Alpha Order</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following is a list of all articles in this blog in alphabetical order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my current and previous blogs see &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic4.blogspot.com/p/my-other-blogs.html"&gt;My Other Blogs&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unless otherwise stated, all articles are copyright © 2004-2012 Enocia Joseph. You have my permission to copy and distribute articles for personal use only. Please include the link to the particular blog. For any other use other than personal, and any comments you might have, please email &lt;a href="mailto:theoneinall@googlemail.com"&gt;theoneinall@googlemail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much gratitude and love to &lt;a href="http://bengilberti.com/"&gt;Ben Gilberti&lt;/a&gt; for designing the Light fractal. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- A --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-message_110371496573234868.html"&gt;A Christmas Message&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/critical-analysis-of-eurovision-song.html"&gt;A Critical Evaluation of the Eurovision Song Contest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/08/dedication-to-my-mother.html"&gt;A Dedication to My Mother&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/demonstration-of-oneness.html"&gt;A Demonstration of Oneness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/homage-to-bruce-lee.html"&gt;A Homage to Bruce Lee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/kite-can-only-be-kite.html"&gt;A Kite Can Only Be a Kite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/marriage-made-in-heaven_29.html"&gt;A Marriage Made in Heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/07/new-way-of-communicating.html"&gt;A New Way of Communicating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/revisionist-interpretation-of-garden.html"&gt;A Revisionist Interpretation of the Garden of Eden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/thank-you-prayer.html"&gt;A Thank You Prayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/world-of-silence.html"&gt;A World of Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/accident-or-omnipresence-at-work_02.html"&gt;Accident or Omnipresence at Work?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/acting-like-professional_110052682805155873.html"&gt;Acting Like a Professional&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/08/aggressive-marketing.html"&gt;Aggressive Marketing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/alien-abduction-alternative-view.html"&gt;Alien Abduction - An Alternative View&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/all-is-love_07.html"&gt;All is Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/all-is-universal-energy_06.html"&gt;All is Universal Energy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/09/all-that-you-seek-you-already-are_27.html"&gt;All That You Seek You Already Are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/alternate-realities_03.html"&gt;Alternate Realities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/annoying-manifestation_110276317413619832.html"&gt;An Annoying Manifestation!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/are-natural-disasters-acts-of-god.html"&gt;Are Natural Disasters Acts of God?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/are-brits-deprived.html"&gt;Are the Brits Deprived?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/are-we-living-in-nanny-sta_110070036284286235.html"&gt;Are We Living in a Nanny State?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/are-we-of-one-mind.html"&gt;Are We of the One Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/are-you-back-seat-driver_110294059760584663.html"&gt;Are You a Back-Seat Driver?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/are-you-doing-it-for-yourself.html"&gt;Are You Doing It For Yourself?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/are-you-dreaming-again_110777926077569124.html"&gt;Are You Dreaming Again?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/are-you-here-to-serve-humanity.html"&gt;Are You Here To Serve Humanity?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/are-you-ruled-by-heart-or-_110450717471873246.html"&gt;Are You Ruled By the Heart or Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/as-high-as-kite.html"&gt;As High as a Kite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/ask-and-you-will-receive_12.html"&gt;Ask and You Will Receive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/ask-me-no-questions-and-il_110751334621023147.html"&gt;Ask Me No Questions and I'll Tell You No Lies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/08/astral-travel.html"&gt;Astral Travel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- B --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/back-to-basics-experiencing-nothing.html"&gt;Back to Basics - Experiencing Nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/being-formless-self-collapsing-forms_31.html"&gt;Being Formless Self - Collapsing Forms Visualisation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/being-in-love.html"&gt;Being in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/being-myself_17.html"&gt;Being Myself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/being-one-metaphor.html"&gt;Being the One - A Metaphor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/being-who-you-are.html"&gt;Being Who You Are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/be-still-and-know-who-you-are.html"&gt;Be Still and Know Who You Are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/be-true-to-yourself.html"&gt;Be True To Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/09/big-picture-detail-or-both.html"&gt;Big Picture, Detail or Both&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/boring-give-us-challenge.html"&gt;Boring! Give Us a Challenge!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- C --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/cherished-memories.html"&gt;Cherished Memories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/cloaking-technology_10.html"&gt;Cloaking Technology&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/creation-is-reaction-to-wh_110379989683897804.html"&gt;Creation is a Reaction to What Already Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- D --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/different-approaches-to-problems.html"&gt;Different Approaches to Problems&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/dissolving-all-into-light.html"&gt;Dissolving All Into the Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/divine-love-always-meets-our-needs.html"&gt;Divine Love Always Meets Our Needs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/do-beauty-products-work.html"&gt;Do Beauty Products Work?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-beliefs-matter_110242271837271639.html"&gt;Do Beliefs Matter?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-food-supplements-and-diets-work_14.html"&gt;Do Food Supplements and Diets Work?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-we-create-our-own-realities.html"&gt;Do We Create Our Own Realities?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- E --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/evidence-that-energy-is-power_06.html"&gt;Evidence That Energy is Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/expect-nothing-but-best.html"&gt;Expect Nothing But the Best&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/experiencing-nothing_25.html"&gt;Experiencing Nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/exploring-presence-as-healing.html"&gt;Exploring the Presence as Healing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- F --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/faith-and-healing_17.html"&gt;Faith and Healing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/false-humility-versus-meekness.html"&gt;False Humility Versus Meekness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/finding-peace.html"&gt;Finding Peace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/for-my-forever-friends.html"&gt;For My Forever Friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/free-at-last_17.html"&gt;Free at Last&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/freedom-breaking-habit-of-lifetime_22.html"&gt;Freedom - Breaking the Habit of a Lifetime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/full-half-full-or-empty.html"&gt;Full, Half-Full or Empty?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- G --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/geese-versus-pigeons.html"&gt;Geese Versus Pigeons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/geese-versus-pigeons-part-2-and-winner.html"&gt;Geese Versus Pigeons, Part 2; and the Winner is..."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/giving-thanks.html"&gt;Giving Thanks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/god-doesnt-play-favourites.html"&gt;God Doesn't Play Favourites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/god-is.html"&gt;God Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/god-is-all-in-all_110924406626421018.html"&gt;God is All in All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-versus-evil_111520957469212424.html"&gt;Good Versus Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/gratitude-to-mother-nature.html"&gt;Gratitude to Mother Nature&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- H --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/homesickness.html"&gt;Homesickness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/hoodies-banned-whatever-next_25.html"&gt;Hoodies Banned? Whatever Next!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/how-can-i-grieve-over-illusion.html"&gt;How Can I Grieve Over an Illusion?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/how-do-you-know-there-is-h_110156247670185122.html"&gt;How Do You Know There is a Higher Self?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/how-i-conquered-fear-with-belief.html"&gt;How I Conquered Fear With Belief&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/08/how-like-minds-attract.html"&gt;How Like-Minds Attract&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-one-can-make-something_111209954245456076.html"&gt;How One Can Make Something Out of Nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2003/05/how-startrek-saved-day.html"&gt;How StarTrek Saved the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-to-avoid-divided-mind.html"&gt;How To Avoid a Divided Mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-to-avoid-typecasting.html"&gt;How To Avoid Typecasting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-to-know-what-your-purpose-is.html"&gt;How To Know What Your Purpose Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/how-to-manifest-heaven-on-earth_23.html"&gt;How To Manifest Heaven on Earth&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/how-to-receive-desires-of-your-heart.html"&gt;How to Receive the Desires of Your Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/how-we-can-be-each-others-guides.html"&gt;How We Can Be Each Other's Guides&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- I --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-being.html"&gt;I Am Being&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-am-boundless-light_20.html"&gt;I am Boundless Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-light.html"&gt;I am Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-am-responsible-for-how-i_110328347320228551.html"&gt;I am Responsible For How I Perceive the World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-only-playing-with-my-food.html"&gt;I'm Only Playing With My Food&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-right-there-with-you.html"&gt;I'm Right There With You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-love-you-just-because_31.html"&gt;I Love You Just Because&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/if-there-is-no-time-is-planning_22.html"&gt;If There is No Time, Is Planning Necessary?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/08/imho.html"&gt;IMHO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2007/03/immaculate-concept.html"&gt;Immaculate Concept&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/immaculate-concept-part-2.html"&gt;Immaculate Concept - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/in-causeless-realm_12.html"&gt;In a Causeless Realm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-deepest-gratitude.html"&gt;In Deepest Gratitude&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/06/inner-silence.html"&gt;Inner Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-your-dreams.html"&gt;In Your Dreams!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/is-forgiveness-really-necessary.html"&gt;Is Forgiveness Really Necessary?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-there-such-thing-as-like-minds.html"&gt;Is There Such a Thing as Like-Minds?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-miracle_02.html"&gt;It's a Miracle!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-likeim-possessed-or-something.html"&gt;It's Like...I'm Possessed or Something&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-love-day.html"&gt;It's Love Day!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-no-big-deal_110320053829393465.html"&gt;It's No Big Deal!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-only-game-part-1_110173301366799353.html"&gt;It's Only a Game - Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-only-game-part-2_29.html"&gt;It's Only a Game - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-is-all-nothing.html"&gt;It is All Nothing!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- J --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/joy-lifts-me-up.html"&gt;Joy Lifts Me Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/judging-no-ones-path.html"&gt;Judging No One's Path&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- K --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/keeping-it-real_16.html"&gt;Keeping It Real&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/know-thyself_18.html"&gt;Know Thyself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- L --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/language-barrier_17.html"&gt;Language Barrier&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/law-and-grace_08.html"&gt;Law and Grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/law-and-love_110388641536588191.html"&gt;Law and Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/letting-formless-be-formless.html"&gt;Letting the Formless Be Formless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/life-is-art_110148609113399845.html"&gt;Life is Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/life-is-roller-coaster_04.html"&gt;Life is a Roller-Coaster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-situation-comedy.html"&gt;Life is a Situation Comedy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-is-eternal_09.html"&gt;Life is Eternal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-like-watching-different-tv_03.html"&gt;Life is Like Watching Different TV Channels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-is-unfolding-perfectly.html"&gt;Life is Unfolding Perfectly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/life-lesson-no-666-to-get-_110182047865463554.html"&gt;Life Lesson No. 666 - To Get More, Use What You Have&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/life-lesson-no-98988899000198712300989.html"&gt;Life Lesson No. 989,888,990,001,987,123.00989&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/like-attracts-like.html"&gt;Like Attracts Like&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/living-as-awareness_110311620783481547.html"&gt;Living as Awareness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/living-in-timeless-realm_110190386743604521.html"&gt;Living in a Timeless Realm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/living-in-wonder-expect-unexpected.html"&gt;Living in the Wonder; Expect the Unexpected&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/living-under-grace.html"&gt;Living Under Grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-conquers-all.html"&gt;Love Conquers All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-takes-many-forms.html"&gt;Love Takes Many Forms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-master-shape-shifter.html"&gt;Love, the Master Shape-Shifter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-without-conditions.html"&gt;Love Without Conditions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/loving-what-i-love.html"&gt;Loving What I Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/lucid-dreaming_15.html"&gt;Lucid Dreaming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- M --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/making-waves.html"&gt;Making Waves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/manna-from-heaven.html"&gt;Manna from Heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/miss-jones_01.html"&gt;Miss Jones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/mission-impossible_04.html"&gt;Mission: Impossible!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/money-transaction-and-free_110129993326486637.html"&gt;Money, Transaction and Free Market&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-alarm-clock_110241484542182263.html"&gt;My Alarm Clock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-best-efforts-are-not-enough.html"&gt;My Best Efforts are Not Enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-name-is-enocia.html"&gt;My Name is Enocia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-one-true-love.html"&gt;My One True Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-own-private-everest.html"&gt;My Own Private Everest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-pet-hates.html"&gt;My Pet Hates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-ways-are-not-your-ways.html"&gt;My Ways are Not Your Ways&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- N --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-years-resolutions_05.html"&gt;New Year's Resolutions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-matter-what-appearances_110743222522535442.html"&gt;No Matter What the Appearances, Harmony Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-matter-what-version-truth-is-truth.html"&gt;No Matter What Version, Truth is Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/not-all-suffering-is.html"&gt;Not All Suffering Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-can-be-added-to-or-taken-away.html"&gt;Nothing Can Be Added To or Taken Away From Perfection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- O --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/on-channelling.html"&gt;On Channelling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/on-earth-as-in-heaven.html"&gt;On Earth as in Heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/on-gambling-and-psychic-powers.html"&gt;On Gambling and Psychic Powers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/oneness-is-not-sameness.html"&gt;Oneness is Not Sameness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/only-one-exists_01.html"&gt;Only One Exists - 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/only-one-exists_111297346345253606.html"&gt;Only One Exists - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/optical-illusions_10.html"&gt;Optical Illusions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- P --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/peace-is.html"&gt;Peace Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/pennies-from-heaven_15.html"&gt;Pennies From Heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/perceptions-of-me-versus-r_110121787851040044.html"&gt;Perception of Me Versus the Real Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/personal-power-is-relinquishing-all.html"&gt;Personal Power is Relinquishing All Responsibility&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/perspectives.html"&gt;Perspectives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/playing-with-beliefs.html"&gt;Playing with Beliefs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/positive-thinking-is-not-enough_20.html"&gt;Positive Thinking is Not Enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/practising-oneness_110061511306950515.html"&gt;Practising Oneness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/preconceived-ideas-of-spirituality_04.html"&gt;Preconceived Ideas of Spirituality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/pretty-woman_05.html"&gt;Pretty Woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/putting-under-utilised-workers-to-work.html"&gt;Putting the Under-Utilised Workers to Work&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- R --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/relationships-metaphor.html"&gt;Relationships - A Metaphor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/relative-truth-versus-absolute-truth.html"&gt;Relative Truth Versus Absolute Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/remember-my-name.html"&gt;Remember My Name&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/resist-not-evil.html"&gt;Resist Not Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/revisting-causeless-realm.html"&gt;Revisiting the Causeless Realm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/robot-wars_15.html"&gt;Robot Wars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- S --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/07/sealing-door.html"&gt;Sealing the Door&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/seeing-is-believing.html"&gt;Seeing is Believing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/seeing-reality-as-it-is_110501532580288081.html"&gt;Seeing Reality As It Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/seeing-reality-as-it-is-in_110502104859153859.html"&gt;Seeing Reality As It Is - In Practice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/see-no-evil-hear-no-evil-speak-no-evil.html"&gt;See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/seeking-what-we-already-are.html"&gt;Seeking What We Already Are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/senseless-figures_13.html"&gt;Senseless Figures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/show-me-evidence.html"&gt;Show Me the Evidence!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/sign-of-times.html"&gt;Sign of the Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/silence-is-power.html"&gt;Silence is Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/06/smile-please.html"&gt;Smile Please!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-i-dont-get-complacent.html"&gt;So I Don't Get Complacent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-thoughts-about-commun_111660222284380747.html"&gt;Some Thoughts About Communication&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/some-thoughts-about-giving.html"&gt;Some Thoughts About Giving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/some-thoughts-about-harmony.html"&gt;Some Thoughts About Harmony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/some-thoughts-on-telepathy_109958202640610645.html"&gt;Some Thoughts on Telepathy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/spirit-in-bottle-versus-su_111599903746306037.html"&gt;Spirit in a Bottle Versus Supernal Spirit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/spirit-man-natural-man-and_110685072214487386.html"&gt;Spirit Man, Natural Man and Gifts of the Spirit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/staying-connected-to-grid-and-being.html"&gt;Staying Connected to the Grid and Being the Grid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/staying-in-moment.html"&gt;Staying in the Moment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/stop-trying-to-figure-things-out.html"&gt;Stop Trying to Figure Things Out&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/09/surrender-to-love.html"&gt;Surrender to Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- T --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/taking-nothing-for-granted.html"&gt;Taking Nothing For Granted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/answers-are-everywhere.html"&gt;The Answers are Everywhere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/answer-is-always-yes_06.html"&gt;The Answer is Always Yes!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/art-of-unsubscribing.html"&gt;The Art of Unsubscribing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/clear-view.html"&gt;The Clear View&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/consuming-fire.html"&gt;The Consuming Fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/dream-called-death.html"&gt;The Dream Called Death&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/eight-pointed-star_110122178879494951.html"&gt;The Eight-Pointed Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/father-and-i-are-one_110486590669699074.html"&gt;The Father and I are One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/fight-against-crime_12.html"&gt;The Fight Against Crime&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/game-of-asking-and-receiving.html"&gt;The Game of Asking and Receiving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/game-of-expansion.html"&gt;The Game of Expansion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/games-people-play.html"&gt;The Games People Play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/gift_110780103984045360.html"&gt;The Gift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/gift-part-2.html"&gt;The Gift - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/god-of-too-much-and-no-rules_21.html"&gt;The God of Too Much and No Rules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/hard-way-or-easy-way_25.html"&gt;The Hard Way or Easy Way?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/hologram.html"&gt;The Hologram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/illusion-of-senses.html"&gt;The Illusion of the Senses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/impersonal-self.html"&gt;The Impersonal Self&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/impersonal-is-personal-is-impersonal.html"&gt;The Impersonal is Personal is Impersonal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/ingenuity-of-god.html"&gt;The Ingenuity of God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/instrument-of-torture.html"&gt;The Instrument of Torture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/kingdom-is-yours-for-free.html"&gt;The Kingdom is Yours For Free&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/09/lost-art-of-forgetting.html"&gt;The Lost Art of Forgetting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-that-wants-nothing-in-return.html"&gt;The Love That Wants Nothing in Return&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/mortal-is-immortal.html"&gt;The Mortal is Immortal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/nature-of-lightmind.html"&gt;The Nature of the Light/Mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-i.html"&gt;The One "I"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/peace-of-god.html"&gt;The Peace of God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/power-of-prayer.html"&gt;The Power of Prayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/power-of-one.html"&gt;The Power of the One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/presence_17.html"&gt;The Presence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/problem-is-your-browser_110131533496143986.html"&gt;The Problem is Your Browser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/problem-with-belief_110519256718653672.html"&gt;The Problem with Belief&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/problem-with-judging-by-appearances.html"&gt;The Problem with Judging By Appearances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/problem-with-self-will.html"&gt;The Problem with Self-Will&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/purpose-of-truth.html"&gt;The Purpose of Truth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/realm-of-no-thoughts.html"&gt;The Realm of No Thought&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/real-self.html"&gt;The Real Self&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/real-work.html"&gt;The Real Work&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/secret-of-eternal-youth-isertravelling.html"&gt;The Secret of Eternal Youth is...er...Travelling By Bus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/spiritual-paradox-to-be-or-not-to-be.html"&gt;The Spiritual Paradox; To Be or Not To Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/spiritual-path.html"&gt;The Spiritual Path&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/three-wishes.html"&gt;The Three Wishes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/truth-about-mind-control.html"&gt;The Truth About Mind Control&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/uncaused-self.html"&gt;The Uncaused Self&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/universe-is-superabundant_14.html"&gt;The Universe is Superabundant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/08/wacky-and-wonderful-world-of-pica.html"&gt;The Wacky and Wonderful World of Pica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/08/wonder-of-fashion.html"&gt;The Wonder of Fashion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/yes-zone_110087563497577249.html"&gt;The Yes Zone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/then-is-now-and-now-is-then.html"&gt;Then is Now and Now is Then&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/then-is-now-and-now-is-then-part-2.html"&gt;Then is Now and Now is Then - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/there-is-no-cause_110545050028848661.html"&gt;There is No Cause&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/there-is-no-space.html"&gt;There is No Space&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/thoughts-on-good-and-evil.html"&gt;Thoughts on Good and Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/thought-for-today.html"&gt;Thought for Today - 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/thought-for-today_25.html"&gt;Thought For Today - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/thought-for-today-greed.html"&gt;Thought for Today - Greed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/thoughts-about-crossing-road.html"&gt;Thoughts About Crossing the Road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/time-space-and-waiting.html"&gt;Time, Space and Waiting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/time-versus-no-time.html"&gt;Time Versus No-Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/tip-of-day.html"&gt;Tip of the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/10/to-be-truthfully-cynical.html"&gt;To Be Truthfully Cynical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/to-have-all-give-all_110673822266384812.html"&gt;To Have All Give All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/true-freedom_18.html"&gt;True Freedom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/trust-in-universe-she-knows-what-shes.html"&gt;Trust in the Universe, She Knows What She is Doing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/trusting-in-father-mother-principle_02.html"&gt;Trusting in the Father-Mother Principle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/trusting-in-guidance_111546415101049553.html"&gt;Trusting in Guidance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/trusting-in-one-life-in-all.html"&gt;Trusting in the One Life in All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/trust-is-transferable-skil_110821461586564859.html"&gt;Trust is a Transferable Skill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- U --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/unity-is-beyond-belief-and_23.html"&gt;Unity is Beyond Belief and Synchronicity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- V --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/virtual-reality-cannot-harm-you_04.html"&gt;Virtual Reality Cannot Harm You!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- W --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/walking-with-love.html"&gt;Walking with Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/war-remembrance_15.html"&gt;War Remembrance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/we-are-all-angels.html"&gt;We are All Angels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-are-qualities-of-spir_110441091971690615.html"&gt;What are the Qualities of a Spiritual Guide?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-if.html"&gt;What If?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-is-compassion.html"&gt;What is Compassion?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-desire_25.html"&gt;What is Desire?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-is-freedom_110251513671251527.html"&gt;What is Freedom?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-is-guidance.html"&gt;What is Guidance?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-is-hereditary_14.html"&gt;What is Hereditary?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-is-love_110095656243719825.html"&gt;What is Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-is-oneness.html"&gt;What is Oneness - 1?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-oneness.html"&gt;What is Oneness - 2?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-is-rapport_05.html"&gt;What is Rapport?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-is-synchronicity_110002663439779534.html"&gt;What is Synchronicity?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-purpose-of-memory.html"&gt;What is the Purpose of Memory?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-is-real-purpose-of-sp_110511044403229250.html"&gt;What is the Real Purpose of the Spiritual Path?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-true-guidance.html"&gt;What is True Guidance?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/whats-right-whats-wrong_109993349519997701.html"&gt;What's Right, What's Wrong?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-so-funny-about-seeing-someone.html"&gt;What's So Funny about Seeing Someone Fall?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/whats-difference.html"&gt;What's the Difference?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-rush.html"&gt;What's the Rush?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-it-means-to-live-in-spiritual.html"&gt;What It Means to Live in a Spiritual Universe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-keeps-us-from-having-unlimited_13.html"&gt;What Keeps Us From Having Unlimited Energy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-you-love-loves-you-back.html"&gt;What You Love, Loves You Back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/whatever-you-love-loves-you-back_06.html"&gt;Whatever You Love, Loves You Back!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/09/when-life-imitates-mosaic-art.html"&gt;When Life Imitates Mosaic Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/when-loss-is-gain.html"&gt;When Loss is Gain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/where-do-you-put-your-fait_110337291895112408.html"&gt;Where Do You Put Your Faith?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/where-fear-is-wasted_111210877954746961.html"&gt;Where Fear is Wasted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/where-love-is.html"&gt;Where Love Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/who-are-my-friends.html"&gt;Who Are My Friends?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/who-are-lightworkers_17.html"&gt;Who Are the Lightworkers?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/who-do-you-think-you-are.html"&gt;Who Do You Think You Are?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/who-is-pulling-your-strings_01.html"&gt;Who is Pulling Your Strings?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/whose-life-is-it-anyway.html"&gt;Whose Life is it Anyway?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-am-i-having-this-human-experience.html"&gt;Why Am I Having This Human Experience?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-here-and-why-now.html"&gt;Why Here and Why Now?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/why-i-declare-no-cause_02.html"&gt;Why I Declare "No Cause"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-it-is-important-to-have-discipline_10.html"&gt;Why it is Important to have Discipline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/why-it-is-necessary-for-me-to-stay_07.html"&gt;Why it is Necessary For Me to Stay Awake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/why-it-is-pointless-judging-anothers.html"&gt;Why It is Pointless Judging Another's Path&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-one-should-never-judge_110535516066177361.html"&gt;Why One Should Never Judge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-you-must-be-born-again-metaphor_24.html"&gt;Why You Must Be Born Again - A Metaphor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/03/withdrawing-into-light_23.html"&gt;Withdrawing into the Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/wonder-versus-wondering.html"&gt;Wonder Versus Wondering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/working-with-energy-requir_110795023627191780.html"&gt;Working with Energy Requires Discipline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/working-with-sacred-fire_10.html"&gt;Working with Sacred Fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/working-with-source-energy_110149648095756927.html"&gt;Working with Source Energy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/world-without-beginning-or_110276988437447880.html"&gt;World Without Beginning or End&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/work-out-your-own-salvation.html"&gt;Work Out Your Own Salvation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-113448011881650387?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/113448011881650387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/113448011881650387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/articles-in-alpha-order.html' title='Articles in Alpha Order'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111970061562153330</id><published>2005-06-25T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-25T11:56:55.626Z</updated><title type='text'>Thought for Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mountaineers talk about having difficulties breathing the higher you go up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you meditate or practise yoga and achieve &lt;a href="http://www.self-realization.com/samadhi.htm"&gt;samadhi&lt;/a&gt;,  i.e. realise yourself as Spirit, you are breathless. The breath of God is breathlessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe mountaineers should just discard their oxygen tanks and just be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111970061562153330?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111970061562153330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111970061562153330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/thought-for-today_25.html' title='Thought for Today'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111969487980325395</id><published>2005-06-25T09:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-25T14:28:22.706Z</updated><title type='text'>The Real Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The wheels on the bus go round and round.&lt;br /&gt;round and round.&lt;br /&gt;round and round.&lt;br /&gt;The wheels on the bus go round and round,&lt;br /&gt;all through the town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people on the bus go up and down.&lt;br /&gt;up and down.&lt;br /&gt;up and down.&lt;br /&gt;The people on the bus go up and down,&lt;br /&gt;all through the town! &lt;a href="http://www.bussongs.com/songs/wheels_on_the_bus_go_round_and_round.php"&gt;The Wheels on the Bus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The Spirit of God, I realized, is exhaustless Bliss" &lt;a href="http://www.thenazareneway.com/Autobiography_of_a_Yogi/Chapter%2014.htm"&gt;Autobiography of a Yogi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;We say God is Love? What is Love? Love is not a feeling but a consciousness that is devoid of thoughts, concepts and ideas. It is an acceptance of all that is. Another word for Love is inexhaustible bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, how was your weekend?" your friend asks you.&lt;br /&gt;"Great, thank you."&lt;br /&gt;"What did you do?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well, on Saturday morning, I woke up at 7 o'clock then I went back to sleep. When I woke up again I looked at the clock and it was 9 o'clock. Then I went to the bathroom to have a pee. Then I brushed my teeth. Then I cooked myself some English breakfast, the whole works: sausage, eggs, bacon, baked beans, two slices of toast, a cup of sweet tea and some orange juice. After I had finished eating I did the washing up. Then I..."&lt;br /&gt;"Whoa! Can you skip the details and tell me what you really got up to?"&lt;br /&gt;"I am telling you what I did. Then I went to run myself a bath. While I was running the bath the phone started ringing so I.."&lt;br /&gt;"Look, forget it."&lt;br /&gt;"But I haven't described the whole weekend yet."&lt;br /&gt;"You're alright. I'm sure you had a lovely weekend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if I described my days in this way, people will get bored.  You have to embellish it to make your life sound exciting and meaningful. When I embellish my life, I am dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe is a sequence of events that go round and round like the wheels on a bus. Incidentally, I have a thing about wheels. I observe wheels on cars, buses and lorries and how some wheels have different number of spokes, and how you can't see the spokes when the car is moving. When I'm in an analytical frame of mind, I wonder how fast a car has to move for me not to see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiences are dream events that move on like images on a projector screen. My real self and the self of all, observes every sequence without judgment. Judgment is when one attributes meanings to an experience. You watch a movie and you describe the movie from your perspective. But if you were describing the movie as your real self, you will simply describe everything that happened in every sequence without analysis. As the real self you will never get a job as a film critic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I interact in an event or an experience I have stopped being the real self and I am dreaming. As the dreamer you can read meanings into an event which creates another experience. Thus, there is only one movie but there are billions of perspectives of the same movie. There is only one life but there are infinite perspectives of the one life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday on my bus ride home I observed life as my real self. I watched cars, people, shops, wheels, conversations. As the bus drove down a particular street, I saw a man lying in the road and a paramedic over him. I watched a policeman speaking to a man in a taxi nearby.  I watched passers-by observing the scene. I watched pedestrians further down the same street oblivious to the accident at the other end. I got of that bus. I waited for another bus. I watched a bunch of cyclists ride by accompanied by a police car. I watched more pedestrians. I got on my bus and watched two passengers sitting opposite me holding hands. I closed my eyes. On my walk home I watched my legs running up and down some stairs. I watched my legs moving faster and faster. I watched houses and trees in the neighbourhood. I opened the front door and said hello to my mother and adjusted myself to the dream of mother and daughter. Being the real self doesn't go down too well with my mother as she thinks I'm ignoring her or upset about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, I am here to experience life and that involves dreaming. You dream what you wish to experience and when it does, you experience it with detachment. You remember not to read meanings into events unless you have to.  You also remember that even when you are reading meanings, or dreaming, you do so with detachment.  You treat your body as part of the sequence of events. So if you feel a particular sensation, you simply observe it as a dream event and watch it pass. The moment you start to feel and wonder what the sensation is and what the cause is, you're stuck in a dream. A stuck dream can feel very painful indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as the real self is very similar to when one is asleep and dreaming, one is not aware of time. For the real self, time is meaningless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real self is inexhaustible bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The babies on the bus go waa, waa, waa.&lt;br /&gt;waa, waa, waa.&lt;br /&gt;waa, waa, waa.&lt;br /&gt;The babies on the bus go waa, waa, waa,&lt;br /&gt;all through the town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents on the bus go shh, shh, shh.&lt;br /&gt;shh, shh, shh.&lt;br /&gt;shh, shh, shh.&lt;br /&gt;The parents on the bus go shh, shh, shh,&lt;br /&gt;all through the town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mommy on the bus says, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;The daddy on the bus says, I love you, too,&lt;br /&gt;all through the town. &lt;a href="http://www.bussongs.com/songs/wheels_on_the_bus_go_round_and_round.php"&gt;The Wheels on the Bus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111969487980325395?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111969487980325395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111969487980325395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/real-self.html' title='The Real Self'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111960663225208290</id><published>2005-06-24T09:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-24T10:11:01.620Z</updated><title type='text'>Wonder versus Wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I wrote in a piece called &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/living-in-wonder-expect-unexpected.html"&gt;Living in the Wonder&lt;/a&gt; that Wonder is our natural state of being. In Wonder there is no need to worry about life as everything is. You simply bask in the magic of Wonder. As Wonder we are in a consciousness that is usually referred to as oneness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wrote that wondering about why life is gets us out of Wonder. Wondering creates an imagined "split," a dream self who goes about wondering, trying to figure life out. The dream self dreams up untold possibilities of what he believes life to be. The dream self imagines he has to learn from experiences so he dreams up experiences that teach him about his dream life. The dream self imagines his lessons are helping him to expand and evolve towards perfection. His dreams appear to come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the dreamer can dream up wonderful dreams, the dreams are still about wondering. None of the dreams are real, but to the dreamer they are very much real. The dreamer has forgotten he is dreaming and that he is Wonder. He has forgotten that his real self, Wonder, doesn't need to learn anything as he is all that is. He has forgotten that there are no causes in Wonder, it all is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we experience life we appear to have two selves. There is the part of us that is naturally joyful and in bliss; and the other part that struggles and believes life is a school. In most, it is the struggling part that is more dominant. Let's say you're in a situation, a nightmare you've dreamed up, and need to be released. You call out for help. The real self, Wonder, tells the wondering dreamer that everything is perfect. All is well. To the dream self, this doesn't make any sense. How can everything be perfect when you're hurting.  Get me out of here! But you'll continue to hear the words "It's all perfect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not that Wonder has got her head buried in the sand, she knows only what is real and perfect.  As it is written in the scriptures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thou art of purer eyes than to behold evil, and canst not look on iniquity." (Habakkuk 1: 13)&lt;/blockquote&gt;The real self can't see what doesn't exist, she can only continue to state what is true, that all is perfect. If you take on board what the real self is telling you the dreamer and believe, you will wake up out of that dream. What is unlike perfection is wiped out and is replaced by the real self perfection. Bear in mind that it's not up to you to wonder about the how for it is wondering that got you in the dream state in the first place. Just know that it is all perfect and let the mystery of the Wonder be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to end by saying that in this website, I take on two perspectives: that of the dreamer or wondering and that of Wonder. You will note that as the dreamer self I'm looking at possible reasons and causes while as Wonder I am simply exploring being. Is it a game I'm playing? No.  As I was raised in the dream, I took on the habit of wondering and evolving. When I woke up and realised myself as Wonder, I still had the habit of wondering though it is abating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I know for sure, wondering is a figment of the imagination. There is only the Wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the Wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111960663225208290?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111960663225208290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111960663225208290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/wonder-versus-wondering.html' title='Wonder versus Wondering'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111954097260278213</id><published>2005-06-23T15:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-23T15:41:47.696Z</updated><title type='text'>Thought for Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;They say we must drink lots of water every day to replace fluids lost through perspiration, excretion or whatever. When it’s really hot you’re meant to drink a lot more. Bottled water companies must love heat waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you realise that you live in Wonder and that everything is perfect, why would you need to drink more water? Unless you want to just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was very hot in London. I went 24 hours without food or drink and walked for miles. How come I was still standing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell a lie, I did snack on some tissue paper. Does tissue class as food, I wonder?  Maybe eating tissue paper enables me to replace fluids lost through perspiration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111954097260278213?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111954097260278213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111954097260278213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/thought-for-today.html' title='Thought for Today'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111952672707563920</id><published>2005-06-23T09:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-24T08:52:20.326Z</updated><title type='text'>Living in the Wonder; Expect the Unexpected</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"All is magnificent. All is marvelous. All is mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;We live in a world of impossibility, implausibility, and awe. We look, we see, we wonder. We experience the sudden opening to the inexplicable vastness, the weirdness, the overwhelming profundity, the utter miracle and magic of life, of&lt;br /&gt;ourselves, and of all that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These are the numinous moments when the monumental impossibility and spaciousness of existence opens up before and within us, granting us the rare and spectacular interruptions of our day-to-day consciousness. Call it what you will: wonder, awe, satori, samadhi, newness of mind, ignorance, innocence, original mind, or childlike perception- it is the hallmark of a mind which has come to know the incomprehensible magnitude of all and everything, and from which the individual is ‘opened up’ and therefore reunited with the Great Mystery which is our birthright." (&lt;em&gt;The Way of Wonder&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.spiritandflesh.net/"&gt;Jack Haas&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Life is Wonder. Wonder is Being. The moment we start wondering about Wonder, we lose our Wonder. It's like Peace. Peace is because Peace is. When you try to understand what it means to be peaceful you make Peace finite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have spent timeless time wondering. We have wondered about life and death and whether death is real. But one question our wondering has not been able to answer is this: Why is Life? One can only conclude, as one is apt to conclude, that life is. In other words, life is causeless. What do I mean by causeless? That there is no cause for something to happen, it just does. Life is because it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning while I waited for a bus a man approached me and engaged me in a conversation. He wanted to know my origin. I told him I was from Sierra Leone though I was born in London. He asked me whether I was a Creole. I told him my mother is part Nigerian and I have no idea what my father's tribe is, nor do I particularly care. I asked him what he considered his origin to be. He said Africa; he insisted that the black race originates in Africa. I could see where he was coming from. I told him my origin is Spirit. Later, I pondered whether my origin as Spirit is true. What and why is Spirit? Spirit is. Why and what am I? Being. Isness. Being has no origin. Being does not exist. Being simply is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is causeless. It's a difficult concept to accept because one is always looking for reasons why such and such is such and such. The mind lets you believe you need answers or that you have answers. The moment you formulate a question you get an answer, even if the answer has no legs to stand on. Causelessness is returning to my true nature of Wonder. Wonder is like a young child's view of the world. He has no notion of causes. As far as he's concerned, the food his mother has given him simply appears. Let's say a child has never had a particular food before. He doesn't yet know whether he likes or dislikes it or whether he should. When he's acquired the taste, or accumulated memory of the taste, if he likes it he starts having desires for it. Causelessness is the moment before one has desires when all is. Causelessness is enjoying the wonder of the universe because it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is written in the scriptures that Adam and Eve lived in the “Garden of Eden” and were kicked out because they disobeyed the rule about not eating from the “tree of knowledge of good and evil.” The “Garden of Eden” represents our true state of being where we lived in Wonder. There is no need to worry about a thing as everything is perfect and is. We are well provided for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering, needing to know why life is, keeps one outside of the "Garden of Eden." Wondering is like looking at yourself in the mirror. Imagine if we never had mirrors. You would never worry about what you looked like. In fact, it wouldn't even occur to you to want to know. You will simply be. The moment you stare into a mirror, you start worrying about whether you look normal, beautiful, fat, thin, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way to describe wondering is like having a feeling that you shouldn't get on a plane but you don't listen to your intuition. The plane crashes but you survive to tell the story. You could easily have avoided the crash and be able to tell a different story. But  you needed to be sure, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a day of Wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on one of my walks in a park. This park is not exactly a traditional park with flowers and nice benches, it's more like a forest where you can get lost for hours, days even. I found a bench overlooking a little watering hole. After a few moments I realised it wasn't an ideal spot as cyclists and joggers occasionally went by. Maybe I could find another bench around a similar pool. I walked for a while, enjoying the forest and grateful for its shade. I still couldn't find what I was looking for. Just as I was about to give up and rest on the bark of a tree, I was inspired to keep on walking a few more yards. I came across a lone bench overlooking a watering hole. I sat down and basked in the stillness and beauty of the forest. Then I heard footsteps behind me. A deer skipped by. Wow, I never expected to see a deer so close! After a while, a dog appeared and had a swim in the pool. Then he ran off to join his guardian. Another dog appeared and splashed about in the pool. He didn't want to leave. His guardian, a woman, pretended she was leaving without him. The dog bounded after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another woman and a dog turned up. I said to her, "This spot is very popular with dogs then."&lt;br /&gt;"Not this one, he is scared of water," she said. "He'll only go in when he's really hot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog eyed the pool for a few minutes then ran off into the forest. I also have a healthy respect for water; I'm not much of a swimmer but I am a good doggie paddler, if you'll excuse the pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I was thinking that just because two dogs had splashed around in the pool, all dogs are inclined to do the same. That’s the problem with taking things for granted, or interpreting the world through habit. One has to be open to the wonder of life where every moment is magical. In Wonder you expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my walk back I decided to take another path. I had a vague idea where I was headed. I eventually came to an intersection. I was going to use logic to determine which way but I decided it didn't matter as I had all the time in the world. I ended up back on the main road where I started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of another walk I went on the other day. I put out the intent where I wanted to end up. I had no idea where I was but I "followed my nose." I met a woman on the way who asked me if I knew how to get to a certain pond. I told her I don't take much notice of pond names and couldn't help her. I'm sure she met someone else who could help. I arrived at my destination, effortlessly. For me, getting lost is part of the walk. A walk is a walk is a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to yesterday's day of Wonder. While I was still walking, I came across a man and a young woman and I heard her say "...&lt;a href="http://www.utm.edu/research/iep/d/descarte.htm"&gt;Descarte's&lt;/a&gt; rational approach to philosophy." Hmmm! Wonder and the "rational approach" are so chalk and cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bus stop I found a book on the seat. It was a vocabulary for children. There were only about 10 pages showing German names for different foods. Banana is &lt;em&gt;banane&lt;/em&gt;; orange juice is &lt;em&gt;orangensaft&lt;/em&gt;; and sandwich is &lt;em&gt;sandwich&lt;/em&gt; in case I was wondering. Hahaha! I've kept it as a souvenir for wondering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my bus ride a man smiled at me. He asked me my name, where I was from etc. He was trying to chat me up. In the spirit of Wonder, I enjoyed the moment. He held on to my hand and said "lovely, lovely, lovely."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my travels, I noticed a woman's top had the word "LOVE"; the back of a man's shirt had the picture of a falcon; a man's vest and shorts were the colours of the Jamaican flag; and the front of a man’s t-shirt with a huge Smilie. At Oxford Street, I saw a whole bunch of roller-skaters. The traffic stopped to let them skate by. I wondered whether it was some kind of demonstration then I remembered that life is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus I sat across a young woman. I thought she had a pretty face. She asked me whether we’d arrived at Oxford Street as she needed to catch a bus from there. I knew that bus route and where she could catch it. She said she was a secretary but was training as an accountant. I told her I temped for a while as a secretary and I used to work in accountancy. I trained in personal tax but didn't fancy becoming a tax accountant so I left. We exchanged stories about accountancy. She was a lot of fun and it was lovely to enjoy her company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I noticed a billboard Advert for Nissan. The slogan read: "More Power. Bigger Space. Better Stories." This slogan describes Wonder perfectly. To be Wonder (more power) you have to let go of what you think you know and are (bigger space) so you can have wonderful experiences (better stories). Hmmm!  There I go wondering again! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a Wonder to behold. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the Wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111952672707563920?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111952672707563920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111952672707563920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/living-in-wonder-expect-unexpected.html' title='Living in the Wonder; Expect the Unexpected'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111943220832095366</id><published>2005-06-22T08:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-22T10:19:34.886Z</updated><title type='text'>The Dream Called Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Earlier today I met an old friend from college. We'd both studied media and cultural studies. She said she recently lost her mother. We had just enough time for me to share this website address when her bus arrived. We hugged and said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling that this encounter was an opportunity for me to address dying from another perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is death? Is death real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night dreams can seem so real I can easily forget that part of my awareness is in another reality called earth, where the body is sleeping. When I wake up in this reality, this seems like the only reality. What if I went to sleep and never woke up from this reality. In other words, what if I was stuck in a dream? I may not even realise I am stuck and treat that reality as the only real, forever. Those observing the physical body will presume I am dead and bury that body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, let's say I wake up from sleep one day back to this reality where I am typing this article. I have written &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-your-dreams.html"&gt;elsewhere&lt;/a&gt; that just because people appear to be awake does not mean they are fully awake. They are still dreaming up experiences based on beliefs that we are only human destined to grow old and die, and that this reality is the only reality. Once you're dead that's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you are experiencing what you consider to be another day and you fall ill and drop dead. Again, people observing from this dream life will presume you are dead and bury your body, but you are very much aware of what's going on. You are frustrated with your loved ones because they are acting as if you're not there when you are so obviously present. You find it puzzling that your loved ones are weeping over your demise when you are so obviously alive. You try your best to let them know you're still alive but they can't hear you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't my loved ones see me? Where the hell am I? You no longer have a body that is discernible by the senses; you have a body of light. People in this dream realm expect humans to have solid, physical bodies, otherwise people think you're an angel, extra terrestrial, or an alien.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how people in the dream realm called earth can get stuck in their way of thinking and not open to new ideas? Being in another dream realm is the equivalent of opening up to new ideas. Those who have strong beliefs are not likely to open to your ideas, are they?  You have "entered" a dream that is different from earth reality. In your dream you can move at the speed of thought. How many humans do you know who can move that fast?  Some might witness light around them and think their eyes are playing tricks with them, others might interpret the lights as angels and others might sense nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could also have "entered" a dream based on your beliefs. If you are religious and believe in a heaven realm, you will find yourself in your idea of heaven. You may even see entities that look to you like angels and other deities, depending on your beliefs.  These entities will help orient you to your new surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only those who are aware of the many dream realms will be aware of your presence. If you're really desperate to let your loved ones know you are still alive, you could ask someone who can access your dream realm to relay the message, that is if your loved ones are open to this mode of communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, death is simply going to sleep and waking up in another dream. It might feel painful for those who seem to have lost a loved one but it is still a dream. How does one wake up from this dream?  This is what Jesus has to say about death:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Verily, verily, I say unto you, If a man keep my saying, he shall never see death." (John 8: 51) &lt;/blockquote&gt;Is this a metaphor? No, Jesus is speaking plainly and it is relevant for all time. When you realise the truth that only the One Eternal Life exists in all, death is simply going to sleep and waking up in another dream. According to the scriptures, when Jesus raised people from the dead, he never considered them dead but asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been given the opportunity to wake up from all dreams.  We are to realise the truth that there is only One Life in all. When we awake in that consciousness we shall not see death. We will know only eternal life.  Then we can consciously walk into another dream realm with our bodies fully intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111943220832095366?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111943220832095366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111943220832095366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/dream-called-death.html' title='The Dream Called Death'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111936634913027759</id><published>2005-06-21T14:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:30:11.020Z</updated><title type='text'>Divine Love Always Meets Our Needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Divine Love can shape-shift into any reality to meet our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I heard my mother, who I live with, sneezing. She said she had hay fever. She also asked me to buy her some ginger to help fight off the sore-throat and cough she was expecting. As expected, her hay fever developed into a full-on cold and cough. Two days ago she was coughing so hard she couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit of a dilemma for me. On the one hand I have no intention of imposing my beliefs on her. While she has been open to spiritual healing in the past, she prefers using medicines and doctors. On the other hand, I can love her unconditionally whether she is open or not. So I dreamed or imagined many healing angels around her taking care of her. I also saw her as Light. When I got home yesterday I asked her how she was and she said a lot better. Last night she slept right through and no cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I said to her that her cold and cough had disappeared all of a sudden. She attributed the sudden healing to a cough and cold mixture she bought yesterday which she believed was excellent. I reminded her that God is the healer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, the Cosmic Dreamer, can take on any form we're comfortable with, even cough and cold remedies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111936634913027759?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111936634913027759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111936634913027759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/divine-love-always-meets-our-needs.html' title='Divine Love Always Meets Our Needs'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111935457432476059</id><published>2005-06-21T11:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-21T14:32:00.563Z</updated><title type='text'>In Your Dreams!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream&lt;br /&gt;Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream&lt;br /&gt;When I want you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;When I want you and all your charms&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I want you, all I have to do is&lt;br /&gt;Drea-ea-ea-ea-eam, dream, dream, dream &lt;a href="http://www.reallyrics.com/lyrics/E006500010004.asp"&gt;Everly Brothers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The substance of a dream is held in materialization by the subconscious thought of the dreamer. When that cohesive thought is withdrawn in wakefulness, the dream and its elements dissolve. A man closes his eyes and erects a dream-creation which, on awakening, he effortlessly dematerializes. He follows the divine archetypal pattern. Similarly, when he awakens in cosmic consciousness, he will effortlessly dematerialize the illusions of the cosmic dream." &lt;a href="http://www.thenazareneway.com/Autobiography_of_a_Yogi/Chapter%2034.htm"&gt;Autobiography of a Yogi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Once I had a dream that was so vivid it was as if I was awake, then I realised I was dreaming. I woke up and went to the bathroom only to realise I was still asleep. I then went back to sleep and woke up again and went to the bathroom only to realise I was still asleep. Then it happened again. When I finally woke up I had to pinch myself to test whether I was still asleep and not dreaming. Did I really wake up from that dream, I wonder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, depending on what part of the planet you live in, millions of people wake up to go about their business. What they are in effect doing is going back to sleep so they can dream some more. Yes, you wake up and go back to sleep to dream. Do you think dreaming only occurs when you drift off to sleep or when you are having fantasies? Dreams are a lot more sophisticated than we think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are all around us. People are dreaming, we are all dreaming. The many world and personal beliefs, our employments, our lifestyles and the media are all dreams. Think about it, since there is only the Formless One in all, does the Formless One need to work? Does the Formless One need a cup of tea? Does the Formless One get hungry? Does the Formless One have any needs? All the needs we've created and have are all dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about dreamers is they are always trying to invite others into their dreams. This is done through sharing of experiences. Yesterday I went for a walk in a park. I met this woman who was walking two dogs, the type that have lots of fur but I don't know the name of the breed. I stopped to have a conversation with her. To make yourself understood in any dream you have to speak in dream language. I asked the woman how her dogs coped the day before when it was really hot, as we were all collectively dreaming it was. To think dogs are affected by the weather is a belief and not one I subscribe to, but I was trying to make a dream conversation. The woman said her dogs were fine but she observed many people with sweat dripping off them as people are not used to the sudden heat wave, at least not in the dream terrain called the United Kingdom. She said as she's got pale skin, she has to be very careful she doesn't get sunburnt. She showed me her legs and she did have pale dream legs. She said she needs to use a high factor sun lotion to protect herself otherwise she develops a rash which can last for up to a month. She even asked me why some people are so sensitive to the sun, as if I knew. Or maybe she was looking at my dark dream body and thinking the dream melanin protects me from the dream sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, years back, a friend and I went into town. It was a scorching day and my friend, who is also black, decided we should have some sunscreen. I agreed as I believed in the dream of sun protection at the time. She bought the highest factor the shop had. The cream was so thick it wouldn't rub in and left a white glow on our arms.  It was one of the funniest dreams I've ever experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the encounter with my dream friend, like any dream conversation I pretended to agree with her while I tried to stay awake and not get sucked into her dream. After a few minutes we said goodbye and I continued on my dream walk. This is what I mean about dreamers sharing their dream experiences, you have to be very alert otherwise you end up living in another's dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one dream that seems so powerful that, if you are not awake, it ends up dreaming you. Collective beliefs come under this category. For instance, you observe people suffering from all manners of diseases because they are asleep and the collective dream is dreaming them into being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads me to the notion of being awake. I am going to first of all address what being awake is not. People have their ideas about what it means when one is awake. The popular yardstick is that those who are awake should be able to perform great party tricks. Mystics have warned students on the path to beware of &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/upakaascetic/siddhis.html"&gt;siddhis&lt;/a&gt; or psychic powers which can distract the student from the spiritual path. There are books galore about how to develop one's psychic powers. Just because someone appears to know how to read your mind is no big deal. Anyone who realises that there is only one mind can do this. If you know how to work with energy you can create realities that will astound many. Advertisers use mind-control techniques to get consumers to buy their products all the time, does this mean they are awake? To think one is awake because of one's psychic powers is nothing but a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be awake is to be conscious of being in a dream and that others around you are dreaming. You are also aware that you are also dreaming otherwise you wouldn't need a dream body and be in a dream. You are a lucid dreamer. You are very much aware of the various dreams and can tell when another dreamer is trying to entice you, albeit with good intention, into his dream. You also know how to filter out collective dreams passing off as beliefs about medicine, nutrition, diseases, aging, death etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might be my dream but I believe that one reason why it's important to wake up is so you get access to unlimited energy. You see, it takes a lot of energy to dream. When you are creating different scenarios you are distracted into believing your dream is real. It matters not whether they are nice dream or nightmares, none of them are real. But we would all prefer to experience wonderful dreams. Those who would like to sustain the dream of control prefer to see people imprisoned in dream realities. All is not lost, however. Though you may appear stuck in a particular dream, you already know how to free yourself from an undesired dream as you practise this daily. How? Just before you go to sleep, there is a moment between falling asleep and dreaming. This moment is pure awareness; when you are pure Energy and free from all dreams. Some are able to stay a long time in this awareness while others are not. One can consciously stay in the state of pure awareness when one meditates or is in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a dream that was so wonderful you didn't want it to end? I have, lots of times. I am usually very disappointed when I return to this dream realm as I so wish I could superimpose that dream over this reality. To be able to live in the realm of your dreams requires unlimited energy. In order for us to have unlimited energy to dream bigger and more glorious dreams of freedom, peace, love, beauty and abundance you need to wake up from your petty dreams and nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one wake up or at least be a lucid dreamer? By intent. When you want to wake up at a certain time in the morning, don't you put out an intent? The intent might take the form of an alarm clock that goes off at the time you want to get up, or you find you wake up at the exact time you need to get up. In the same way, if you want to wake up from the dream, you need to put out an intent that you want to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, I discussed a dream I had of waking up only to realise I was still asleep. The dream realm is like an onion with layer upon layer of skin. Not only are there unlimited dream realities or beliefs in this dream reality called Earth, there are also unlimited dream realms. If you haven't woken up from this dream reality and you dream yourself dead, you will fall right back to sleep and wake up in another dream realm. You may have a different dream body but you will still be fast asleep. To be a lucid dreamer, you need to wake up from all dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, it is very time-consuming trying to wake up from all dreams. The easiest way to wake up is to realise that there is only One Cosmic Dreamer in all the numberless dreamers. The Cosmic Dreamer is Universal Energy. You are that Cosmic Dreamer. You are then free to dream wondrous dreams if you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams! Maybe, I should say, wakey, wakey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;The Cosmic Dreamer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111935457432476059?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111935457432476059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111935457432476059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-your-dreams.html' title='In Your Dreams!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111926708038721893</id><published>2005-06-20T11:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-20T11:36:51.143Z</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I will praise the name of God with a song, and will magnify him with thanksgiving." (Psalm 69: 30)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever." (Psalm 106: 1)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you."&lt;/blockquote&gt;When we receive gratitude, don't we feel like giving more of ourselves? How often do we remember to give thanks to God, Spirit, Source, the All That Is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to thank someone or God for what has already happened as you can see the evidence. How grateful are we for something we've not yet experienced?  Giving thanks demonstrates faith in the unseen. When one, however, understands that all good exists in the unseen, gratitude is inevitable. Giving thanks invokes God's powers to manifest what already is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scriptures tell us that thanking God magnifies his name. Since God is all in all, this suggests that whatever you thank God for is increased.  It is written in the bible that just before Jesus multiplied the five loaves and two fishes which were multiplied to feed over five thousand people, he gave thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us give thanks in all we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the start of the day, I thank God for the perfect day. Gratitude is having faith  that I expect my day to unfold perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my journeys by bus I thank the driver when I get on board. Gratitude is having faith that my bus ride will go smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before eating I give thanks to God and the one who has prepared the meal. Gratitude is having faith that the meal is perfect and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also give thanks to God for the ideas flowing through me that I post on this website. Gratitude is having faith that ideas are unfolding effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I pray for any experience I give thanks. Gratitude is having faith that my prayer has been heard and unfolding perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love and gratitude to God and all life.&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111926708038721893?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111926708038721893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111926708038721893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111926365763174267</id><published>2005-06-20T09:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:46:51.996Z</updated><title type='text'>Staying in the Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ongoing dialogue with the Inner Voice (IV). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Tell me, what does it really mean to stay in the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Before I answer this question, let us examine what a day is. Every day you wake up, if you do sleep, you welcome a new day. A new day suggests cumulative events in time and space, but there is no such thing as a new day. There is only one Day and every day is the unfolding of eternity; the unfolding of the one Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Unfolding of eternity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: It means every day you have access to eternity itself. Everything that has ever happened and will ever happen exists in that day. You say Jesus walked the earth over two thousand years ago. This is false. Two thousand years ago exists now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I'm sure many people will have difficulties with the concept of "two thousand years ago exists now." Will you please elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Let's take the example of Jesus. You think that the works he did, the miracles performed, was done in isolation to what you are experiencing now.  You believe it was then and this is now.  Wrong!  Know that the One Consciousness/I Am that is in all was then and is now. This means that each of you sharing the One Consciousness was present when Jesus walked the earth.  This is the mystery behind Jesus' statement "Before Abraham was, I am." (John 8: 58) The "I Am" is beginningless and endless. Jesus realised his identity as the I Am that was never born, thus the I Am is always there whether one is having a human life, such as Abraham, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I get you. So though we may not have been in form when Jesus was alive as a human, we were actually present because we were the I Am working through him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: That's right. And another thing, the same I Am is in you now and within everyone. This means that all information from the beginning of beginningless time exists now and forever in you. To claim it you simply need to recognise your identity as the I Am That I Am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: This is brilliant! To think that we collectively exist in all moments whether as Jesus, Buddha, Krishna or Enocia! That's just fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Indeed. Back to your question about what it means to stay in the moment. Every moment is an unfolding of eternity itself. Staying in the moment is having access to eternity and enjoying what comes up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Staying in the moment doesn't just mean you're just focused on the present, what is happening now, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Of course not. What is the present? Tune in to any radio station and you'll hear a combination of modern and old songs. If you were really staying in the present, you wouldn't be open to old music. Thus, each moment encompasses what you refer to as the past, present and future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What then is the purpose of a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: A day gives you two opportunities to explore another aspect of eternity or the one Day.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What are they? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: The first is for you to explore all that is, all experiences that ever have been, from a new perspective. By "new" I don't mean that you are creating something that doesn't exist. I mean letting the possibility that already is unfold through you the observer or experiencer. It is rather like looking through a kaleidoscope. You might be inspired to explore old teachings from the perspective of where you are now, thus the old is understood in a "new" way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I understand. And the second opportunity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Here's a riddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Oh, goodie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: What is the result when one million apples are added to infinite apples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: No difference as infinity is always infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: OK. What happens when you take away 500 billion apples from infinite apples? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: No difference, infinity is not affected whether something is added or taken away from it. What does this have to do with the second opportunity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: The Infinite never changes, thus, experiences make no dent on Infinity. Even if there were infinite forms in manifestation, they will still not make a dent on the Infinite. Therefore, every day is an opportunity to unfold new ideas from the Infinite that have never been experienced before. Remember that this does not suggest you are creating something new but unfolding what has never been explored before, though it already exists in the unmanifest state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: How can ideas exist in an unmanifest state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Here's an analogy. Science has revealed that when an egg is fertilised by a sperm to form the embryo, the cells develop until they form a new foetus. In the early stages of pregnancy, all the organs are perfectly formed. It is actually the Spirit that quickens the cells to form a new life.  If the foetus is not disturbed by human beliefs, it will grow perfectly to full term.  The unmanifest state is like the young foetus where all is perfectly formed waiting for the right moment to give birth.  The right moment for the unmanifest state is when one intends it is so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: How does one know what exists in the unmanifest state?  You could dream up all sets of scenarios like we do as humans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: You realise there is one Life unfolding through you. The One will give you desires of wanting to experience expansion, freedom, love, truth and goodness. You then trust in the One to unfold, give birth to, what already exists in the unmanifest or foetal state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment and day is an opportunity to be all that you are.  I'm sure when you look back at the you you were a year ago, it seems as if you've evolved. There is no such thing as evolution. You are always and completely the All That Is. But in terms of human experience, you are always unfolding parts of the All that you are. Know that just because you have mobile phones and DVDs now does not mean the ideas did not always exist two thousand years ago. It's just that there were no channels willing to express these ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Reminds me of ring-tones. Years back before mobile phones became popular, I used to spend hours on the phone to a particular friend. The dials had ringtones. We used to play basic music to each other like the song &lt;a href="http://www.rainbowsongs.com/songs/doe%20a%20deer.shtml"&gt;Doe a Deer&lt;/a&gt;. We had this idea that we should make up more songs and whenever we spoke we played new tunes.  We had a lot of fun with this. Years later, the same idea was developed into ringtones which are now used on mobiles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: You missed your opportunity to make millions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Nevermind!  All ideas are eternal. This is why you'll find civilizations who existed thousands of years ago with technologies that are more advanced than humanity has now. If you think in terms of evolution, it will not make sense why a civilization from the past should be more advanced. When ideas are understood to be eternal, you can access any idea at any moment. This is why every moment is an opportunity to unfold something new whether viewing what already exists in a new way, or unfolding something new that is in the unmanifest state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: There's much to ponder here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Trust you find it useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I always do. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111926365763174267?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111926365763174267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111926365763174267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/staying-in-moment.html' title='Staying in the Moment'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111909059767388710</id><published>2005-06-18T09:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-18T12:09:51.426Z</updated><title type='text'>Life is Unfolding Perfectly</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]"Angels, Holy Spirit, ascended masters, and evolved spirit guides know the truth of life's divine perfection. However, they also see that we need help while we still believe we are in the material world. Their role is to function on both planes to help us gently awaken to our higher selves in the spirit plane." (&lt;em&gt;The Lightworker's Way&lt;/em&gt;, Doreen Virtue, p. 240) &lt;/blockquote&gt;I've written &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-love-day.html"&gt;elsewhere&lt;/a&gt; that a verse from Psalm 118 forms part of my daily prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it." (Psalm 118: 24)&lt;/blockquote&gt;This means that everything is always perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while I was working on a piece in the library, the Internet went down. I saved my work on a floppy. I reflected on what the network problem means and started writing a piece about the symbolism of the LAN (local area network) versus the WAN (wide area network). As I typed away I found I had to stop and think.  If I have to think about what I'm writing it means it's not coming from the One Self in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pondered about oneness. Since all experiences are the One Being in every way, nothing can oppose the one will. While the network problems appeared to be opposing the one Will, I knew this wasn't true. If what I wanted to do was really important, I could very easily go to an Internet Cafe. The day is the Lord's, therefore, everything is perfect. This can only mean that the One in me is wanting to be something or be somewhere else. I had intended to go into town anyway so I went to catch my bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I waited for my bus, I was approached by a man I've seen a few times in the library. It's been a while since I last saw him. The first time he introduced himself, he said he was a film maker for MGM studios. At the time I couldn't decide whether he was serious or nuts. Oops, there I go passing judgments. Am I Being judgmental? Hehehe!  Hey, I'm sure many people think I'm bonkers. To cut a long story short, he was travelling on the same bus into town and even getting off at the same stop. While I accept all is the One, therefore, the man is me, I didn't fancy spending a whole hour with a me who speaks...er...gibberish. I considered getting off and waiting for another bus then he started talking about God's will and his belief in the One Truth in all religions, though he is a Hindu. That was the sign I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted for a while. Though we were speaking the same language, half of what he was saying made no sense to me. I had a feeling I was to just be and enjoy our beingness. I was also inspired to tell him everything was OK and he shouldn't worry about a thing. Then he fell asleep and I stayed in silence till we got into town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angeltherapy.com/"&gt;Doreen Virtue&lt;/a&gt; has written in &lt;em&gt;The Lightworker's Way&lt;/em&gt; that there are two types of healers: psychic and spiritual. Psychic healers work in the realm of the material where sickness, pain, suffering and the ego appear very much real. In the material realm, we appear to be separate. Psychic healers work with energy to transmute thought-forms. Spiritual healers on the other hand, realise that all is One and perfect, therefore, there is no need to fix anything. It is a realm of being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worked as a psychic healer before. My work now is as Spirit plane when I am to simply be the Love that I am. It doesn't mean I sit around and do nothing, but to act in beingness. This article, for example, it is an effortless process of being. The moment I start thinking, I know the ideas are not coming from my "true-self" but that of the ego which is a doing state. So life for me is a constant realising that all is the One being and it is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way to put it is when you are being, the world around you transforms to reflect that perfection. Ordinary errands are effortless. For instance, last night I went into the supermarket on my way home to buy my mother some ginger. I noticed there were long queues on the few checkouts that were open. I only had one packet of ginger. A member of staff suddenly appeared and pointed me to the customer service desk where there was no queue. This may seem ordinary but this is what it means when you are being which creates situations where you don't need to worry about a thing. Roads are clear when you want to cross, buses turn up when you arrive at a bus stop, you sit next to someone who you need to be with and all is perfect. The moment you're out of your being-ness and in the state of thinking or doing-ness, "all hell breaks loose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it's about time they created a new job title called Being. Imagine meeting someone for the first time and he asks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you do?"&lt;br /&gt;"I am a be-er."&lt;br /&gt;"Fosters, Heineken or Tennants?" Hahaha! Couldn't resist it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only One Life expressing Self in all. The One expresses by being. I am a Be-er and proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is unfolding perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111909059767388710?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111909059767388710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111909059767388710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-is-unfolding-perfectly.html' title='Life is Unfolding Perfectly'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111901153072221362</id><published>2005-06-17T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-17T12:32:10.726Z</updated><title type='text'>The Game of Expansion</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly."  (John 10: 10)&lt;/blockquote&gt;There is the One Life in all but how open are we to express the One Life? What would it mean to live abundant life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One Life can express life of course in many ways. What if you wanted to express health more abundantly? Here's an idea I've had, a game I play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine yourself as the One Life flowing through you as radiant health and feel it expand through your body. You could imagine there is a dial like on a thermostat that you could turn up to the max or have it wherever you feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could imagine radiant health expanding like a balloon does. You could let it expand to however you want or watch it expand forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you expanded radiant health to infinity where every moment is radiance. What would this feel like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can then play with Life expanding as other aspects in you such as ideas, friendship, wealth, peace, love, etc. The possibilities are endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the One Life expand through you and express as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111901153072221362?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111901153072221362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111901153072221362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/game-of-expansion.html' title='The Game of Expansion'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111900693925331924</id><published>2005-06-17T11:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-17T11:17:07.780Z</updated><title type='text'>The Presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Continuing the dialogue with the Inner Voice (IV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I want to talk about the idea of oneness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must have been a time on earth when there were less than a billion humans, now there are over 6 billion. It is said that it is only the One Presence in all. Please clarify what it means for the One presence to have life as the many. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: The One Presence in all is the equivalent of having your own house. Let's say your have bought a 3 bedroom house and you also own the freehold of the land forever. What if you wished to build an extension to your house, is that extension part of your house or someone else's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: It is your house, you've simply expanded your property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: What if you decided to add more storeys to your house, are the extra storeys still part of your home or are they someone else's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Provided you've got planning permission of course, it is still your house, you've simply expanded your property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Do you see where I am going with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What you are saying is the house is the One Presence who can expand to accommodate the many alterations and additions to the house but is still the one house, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Not quite but there are similarities.  The house changes through modifications and its value may increase or decrease depending on market forces. I, the One Presence, never change; nothing can add to or take away from my perfection. I simply am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ownership is the equivalent of Presence. Your name is on that property for as long as it's yours. It matters not whether the house is refurbished, modified or extended, the ownership status remains the same.  Everything in that house is yours. Even if you let it out the property is still yours. Similarly, I am the One Presence in all, everywhere, whether there are 1 billion life forms or infinite life forms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you decided you wanted to demolish the house that you've refurbished in favour of a shopping mall, is that shopping mall yours or someone else's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: It is yours of course as long as you still own it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: In other words, whether there are infinite life forms or none, I am the One eternal Presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Thank you. I like this metaphor very much, it makes a lot of sense now why there is always the One Presence no matter what. The One Presence truly is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I had a thought this morning. As one develops awareness of self, you think about your body as you, then your think of your family and friends as yours. You might continue to expand your idea of self to include work colleagues, those of similar race, nationality, education, politics, gender, religion and class as you. You might even expand your sense of self to include all of humanity.  There are those who continue expanding self to include the earth, the solar system, the universe until your self encompasses all.  Then you can say that you are the One Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: This is the secret of God-realisation: realising your self as the one Self and Presence in all. Then you are everything, the one "I" in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: When you realise yourself as the One Self or Presence, it doesn't matter what part of the galaxy you are experiencing life, all is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: This is great. I'm enjoying our dialogues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: No, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: No, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: We could go on like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: We already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;The One "I"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-can-be-added-to-or-taken-away.html"&gt;Nothing Can Be Added To or Taken Away from Perfection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111900693925331924?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111900693925331924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111900693925331924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/presence_17.html' title='The Presence'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111892442994364466</id><published>2005-06-16T11:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-17T11:42:03.463Z</updated><title type='text'>I Am Being</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There is only One having life.  You cannot pick and choose what should be included in oneness and what should be left out. Oneness is all-inclusive.  It takes practice to be able to see all as you. I have to admit there are some things I find challenging like the weather, or thought forms passing off as the weather. I feel the wind and sometimes I resist as I don't much care for breeze, then I remember to affirm "Only One Exists."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had this idea to go for a walk but was in two minds about it as the place I had in mind didn't appeal to me. I had stopped walking along the local canal because part of that footpath has holes and when it rains, which it had earlier, one has to hopscotch around the puddles. While I don't mind puddles, I have to be in the mood. Why was I thinking about walking along that particular canal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got on the bus in the direction of the canal. At one point, the bus stopped at a traffic light. A car pulled up beside us and it was blasting out one of my favourite Michael Jackson tracks &lt;a href="http://www.lyrics-domain.com/Dont_Stop_til_You_Get_Enough_Lyrics.html"&gt;Don't Stop Till You Get Enough&lt;/a&gt; from my favourite album of his, &lt;a href="http://www.allmichaeljackson.com/off-the-wall.html"&gt;Off the Wall&lt;/a&gt;. It was as if I was being acknowledged for the piece I wrote about him the other day (see &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/making-crooked-places-straight-michael.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;). I moved my head to the beat until the car moved away. A passenger behind me asked me if I was a fan. I said I was a big fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus arrived at the stop where I was meant to get off but I couldn't be bothered. At the next stop I felt a force compelling me to get off so I did, reluctantly.  I decided to walk in the opposite direction to the canal, along the river which was very pleasant. I met a few people on the way. I even came across and stroked a reluctant dog being dragged along on its walk. I know how you feel doggie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while I was going to get the bus back because I was still reluctant to walk along the canal further down but I had a feeling I should head in that direction. I had a thought to practise "I am being." This means that it is not the personality Enocia walking but the one "I" in all walking or being. I am not seeing other walkers and cyclists "I" am being. I walked in silence. I had a sense of oneness that everyone was taking that walk with me. It was as if I wasn't actually walking,  I was being walked. When the One is taking the walk, every step is new and so you're not tired.  When I arrived at the footpath along the canal I saw the holes had been sealed. Excellent! I walked in stillness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was going to turn off the canal I had a feeling I should stay on the footpath until further down.  After a few minutes I saw a young man throwing up. He had his bicycle beside him. I asked him if he was OK. He said he wasn't feeling well and blamed his sickness on the smell coming from the canal. He also told me where he'd cycled from which was a long way away. The funny thing is I'd just come from the same place and had to get two buses to get back. He said he just felt like cycling from there to where I live.  I wished him well and he thanked me for my concern. After a few minutes I heard a cyclist approaching behind me at full speed so I stepped out of the way. It was the young man all energised. He waved and sped off.  What are the chances of meeting someone who has just come from the same place as you. Easy. There is no such thing as a coincidence, there is only the One being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later while I was asleep I woke up to pins and needles again as if my whole body was on fire. I thought "I am Being."  I was immediately in peace and went back to sleep. I had a kind of nightmare; I was being attacked by a man who had just murdered someone.  Just as he was about to inject me with poison, I thought "I am Being," and the man stopped and realised he had no intention of hurting me. Then I woke up from that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream represents what happens when we are not in oneness and see others as different from us. We are always in defence.  The moment you realise all is One, you wake out of that nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a previous article called &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/real-work.html"&gt;The Real Work&lt;/a&gt; I talked about Mickey Mouse jobs. This morning while I was waiting for a bus, a young lady stood next to me. She had on a jacket that had pictures of guess who?  &lt;a href="http://www.mickey-mouse.com/welcome.htm"&gt;Mickey Mouse&lt;/a&gt;. Yeah, yeah Universe, very funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am Being" is a powerful affirmation that acknowledges that there is only the One having life. The One "I" is Infinite love, peace, joy, truth, and good, and the one life in all.  Every action is "I am Being."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Being,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111892442994364466?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111892442994364466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111892442994364466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-being.html' title='I Am Being'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111891645870250006</id><published>2005-06-16T08:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-16T10:31:35.383Z</updated><title type='text'>Finding Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The kingdom of God cometh not with observation: Neither shall they say, Lo here! or, lo there! for, behold, the kingdom of God is within you." (Luke 17: 20-21)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I am the LORD; and there is none else." (Isaiah 45: 18)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Everyone is looking for peace of mind. We know it exists and is achievable otherwise we wouldn't want it so much. We believe peace of mind leads to peace in the world. We look for peace in others and in places. How do we find lasting peace?  I can only speak from experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first experienced the peace of God "which passeth all understanding" during meditation. Though I knew this lasting peace to be within, I couldn't duplicate it in my every day life. I still had the belief of peace being outside of me. I believed a particular place would give me peace. I even went through a phase when I hated living in London as I didn't think it was a place of peace. I also believed peace could be found around certain people and not with others. When I started living with my mother, I found I couldn't be at peace around her as we were so different. I spent lots of time on my own wanting to be in peace. I believe it is very important to spend time on your own to be at peace, but if you are not at peace when you're with others, you haven't quite got peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my search for the peace that I already am, I came across the concept of "to have peace you must give it away."  I was even involved in group meditations for peace and practised my own blessing ritual for peace.  Can you imagine how many meditations for peace are carried out each day? Why is there no lasting peace? Because it's not that simple. Giving away peace through blessing or whatever ritual is simply channelling energy to a place or people. If it's someone you're giving peace to, he will feel peaceful for a short while. But if he wants to continue to have this energy he either has to keep asking for more or look to the source so he can have unlimited supply of peace. As for the one giving to receive, well again, why not find the source so you will also have access to unlimited energy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With further meditation practice, I realised that the peace of God was who I am. I didn't have to give peace to have it as I was/am peace. It no longer mattered what was going on around me as I was peaceful. I could let things be and accept things as they are. Naturally, you have to remain in that consciousness. You have to master inner silence where you can go about your business and be in silence. The moment you start thinking it's back to square one. But at least I knew this peace was always present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is a way to have lasting peace without effort. This is realising that only One exists. The One is the only Love, Life, Truth and Power.  Since there is only the One, there is no other to oppose the One. When you haven't got anyone to oppose you what is there to fight about? When you have nothing to fight over, you are peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it another way oneness, the One being the One, means there is only you.  What you do to others you are doing to yourself as there is only you. Thus, you love others as self not because loving others makes you loving or gives you love, but because it is the only way to be. The other you might appear different but he is still you. The other you might have a face that looks like a screen and a keyboard attached to it, but it is you. Peace is realising that all is One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus describes Oneness this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When you make the two one, and when you make the inner as the outer and the outer as the inner and the above as the below, and when you make the male and the female into a single one, so that the male will not be male and the female not be female, when you make eyes in the place of an eye, and a hand in the place of a hand, and a foot in the place of a foot, and an image in the place of an image, then shall you enter the Kingdom." (The Gospel of Thomas) &lt;/blockquote&gt; Nations will stop fighting other nations when people realise they are One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while waiting for a bus, a woman joined me at the stop. I smiled at her but she didn't return my smile. She stooped and found a penny. I thought to myself, Damn!  Why didn't I find that penny? Oh well, she's me anyway so if she's happy, I am happy. I watched the woman clean the penny with a piece of tissue and kiss it. Then the woman explained to me in broken English that in the Czech Republic where she is from, when you find a penny you kiss it because it's considered good luck. I smiled at her. Then she talked about the British weather which is forever changing. We both laughed. She described the weather back home and her life over there. She said she was a school teacher in the Czech Republic but can't teach in the UK because her English is not very good.  She said she has to work as a nanny or child minder.  For a few minutes we chatted like old friends. Then our bus arrived and we parted company.  I knew she was me in disguise and there was peace between us. Even if we hadn't chatted, there would still be peace. This is a demonstration of oneness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is already peace on earth for peace is who we are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111891645870250006?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111891645870250006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111891645870250006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/finding-peace.html' title='Finding Peace'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111883182375561398</id><published>2005-06-15T09:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-15T12:39:46.780Z</updated><title type='text'>I am Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"God is light, and in him is no darkness at all." (1 John 1: 5)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Continuing the dialogue with the Inner Voice (IV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What does it mean when some mystics have described God as Light? What is this Light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Many have experienced my presence in Yoga, meditation and other altered states and have interpreted me as Light. It is a way of the mind trying to conceptualise, give the formless a form; thus, mind comes up with a kind of image, light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Wait a minute, are you saying you are not light? I have experienced you as light.  I have experienced you as radiant light orange or is it white light with a tinge of orange? Whatever. I've still experienced you as light and when I was drawn into your light and I became the light, I felt immense bliss. I was bliss. I am bliss. I can't deny what I experienced, there was light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: You clothe me in light, just like you clothe yourself in a body of flesh and bones. But I am Spirit without a body.  Have you not felt blissful without the light?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Actually yes. I feel bliss without experiencing any light, it's like I know I am bliss and I am bliss, if that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Absolutely. You get a sense of my presence in the stillness. You are all used to seeing various hues of light and each individual interprets my presence in a personal way that works for them.  And you all come to an agreement that I am bliss, or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Yes.  But are you Light or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: I am Light if you experience me as Light. I am Love if you experience me as Love. I am Bliss if you experience me as Bliss. I am Spirit if you experience me as Spirit. I am Truth if you experience me as Truth. I am Consciousness if you experience me as Consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Hmmm! But what are you?  Can't you be more specific?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: I am formlessness, without concepts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Hang on a minute...Bingo! I now see why I experience you as bliss because without concepts there is nothing for me to think about and when I don't think, there's nothing to fret over and when I don't fret, I am in a state I call bliss. This suggests that bliss is an interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: I am whatever you experience me to be. Know that I am formlessness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: OK. Do you mind if I see you as Light in this dialogue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: I am whatever you experience I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: OK, you are Light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: I am the one Light in all. I am Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: In our previous dialogue, you talked about being the one Life and that one can "delude oneself" into thinking that one has a life of one's own. Can you put this into context in this dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: When you see the ocean what you do think of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: The ocean of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Do you think about the creatures within the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Not really. I just think how huge it is. Only if I was an oceanographer of some other type of scientist would it interest me to think about what lies beneath.  If I want to think about the creatures I watch a documentary or something. Where are we going with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Imagine the one Life as the ocean. When you think of the fishes and plants in the ocean you are seeing the ocean in parts. When you think of yourself as human or as part of the human race or as having a soul, you are separating yourself into little parts. In truth, you are the ocean, you are Life, You are Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Didn't you say in the last dialogue and I quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"...there is only one Life and you, EJ, are a vessel. You must let the one and only Life express through you the vessel." &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/whose-life-is-it-anyway.html"&gt;Whose life is it anyway?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;IV: Yes I did. We also ended the same dialogue by me saying and I quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When you live with the truth that there is only one Love, Will and Life, you are God, the all in all." &lt;/blockquote&gt;God is Light and it is you. When you are identifying yourself as the ocean, you are the Light/God the One. When you are being a creature or many creatures within the ocean, you are a vessel for the One to express through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I am Light, is this what you are saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Yes. Being the Light is being the all that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Why is it so difficult to accept oneself as the Light?  We are so used to thinking small and it seems like blasphemy to claim one's identity as the Light. Who do you think you are, God?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: You can choose to identify yourself as a drop of water, a pond or a lake if that's what rocks your world.  But the truth is the ocean is who you are and you cannot change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Thank you for that reminder. I want to ask about manifestation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: I know what you are trying to ask. All life is the one cohesive Light that appears to be in continuous motion as new creations on the one hand, while remaining still and unchanging on the other.  As it is a cohesive whole, one point of consciousness can affect the whole. It is rather like looking into a kaleidoscope when you observe different patterns of light. But the changing patterns are illusory in nature for they are mere reflections of the one light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What do you mean by "one point of consciousness"? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: There is only one Light, one Life and one Consciousness. Each of you is the One Consciousness. Before a thought there is a gap, the stillness between thoughts. For some that gap could extend to hours, days, months and years even; for others that gap is negligible.  The gap between thoughts or silence is when you are being the one Consciousness. Thus, each of you is the one point of consciousness capable of influencing the one cohesive whole.  Are you still with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Now, when you identify yourself as the one Light or ocean you are the "one point of consciousness," the one looking through the kaleidoscope and rotating the instrument to produce different patterns of light called creation. Manifestation is the art of producing different light patterns.  As the one Light or Life, you are the conductor of the Light orchestra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Wow!! You mean the universe is a kaleidoscope and I am the one creating the patterns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: No, Life is the kaleidoscope and the observer. Remember I said "All life is the one cohesive Light." Oneness is cohesive, always cohesive. When you think about something you are the thing; you arise in consciousness as one. Thus, the universe may appear to be out there from you but the truth is you are the universe.  When you are typing, it is the universe typing. When you are laughing it is the universe laughing. Whatever you're doing, even having a pee (and this statement is specifically for you C) it is the universe having a pee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: No wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: No wonder it seems like whenever I'm thinking something, I see the thought around me in some form or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Yes, you are being the one thought in all. You are all trying to express the one thought but they come out different. Do you want to share an experience of telepathy you once had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I was re-taking a Pranic Healing course, which you can do for free just to keep you up to date. Part of the course includes practising 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 workshop room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. Some people described different sensations. I shared what I had experienced. My partner looked at me in amazement. She said she had sent me peace. I guess for me being in a park is peaceful. I asked her what the ladder meant. She said she'd visualised a ladder in my body which she used to check out my organs to see if everything was fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: By the way, there is no such thing as telepathy. You are all sharing the one thought though you may have different interpretations or expressions of the one thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Oneness is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I'm lost for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Will you stop saying "indeed"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Anyway, I am going to end this dialogue here. I'm sure we'll talk some more but I feel like I need to be in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111883182375561398?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111883182375561398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111883182375561398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-light.html' title='I am Light'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111876840609318911</id><published>2005-06-14T15:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-14T17:43:37.603Z</updated><title type='text'>The Peace of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service. And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God." (Romans 12: 1-2)&lt;/blockquote&gt;In &lt;em&gt;Tales of the Time Loop&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.davidicke.com/"&gt;David Icke&lt;/a&gt; discusses the possibility of flying. Mind is unlimited and there is no reason why we shouldn't be able to fly but you have to convince your body of this. Try jumping out of a high building and you’ll soon know whether your body and mind are on the same page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed that there seems to be two versions of me. There is the me that wants to get up in the middle of the night to have a pee and thinks about food; and there is the me that doesn't think about bodily functions. When I'm in bed and I don't fancy getting up during the night, I switch to the Spirit Self and I feel nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a stomach ache signifying I needed to do number twos. I didn't feel like getting up, besides I knew it was also another mortal habit. Then I felt pins and needles all over my body. I called out for help, my way of presenting myself as sacrifice to God. It was as if I was being "lifted" from the body. I was the "peace of God, which passeth all understanding" as Paul has written. It is a peace that is alive and feels like you're encapsulated in a cloud that keeps you safe. In other words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty." (Psalm 91: 1)&lt;/blockquote&gt;When I am in the "cloud" I am not breathing for the peace of God is the one and only Life. It is pure awareness. The only thing that snaps me out of that awareness is when I start thinking and thoughts lead to dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the pain and stomach ache? They had vanished. I remained in suspended animation for a while until a thought crept in. But I was able to return to that state by calling it forth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual path is a continuous process of renewing of one's mind, of remembering to present the body as a temple for the peace of God to express through. When you think about it, it's an easy way of being in service to God, just let God express through you.  When you do, you leave mortal beliefs and habits behind. To make the peace of God your only life takes constant practice. Then, and only then, is your body under its law; and you can jump out of a building and not "die." I'm not sure whether I'm ready to give this a try, or whether it is God's will for me to jump out of a building. Hahaha!  Hehehe! Seriously, I have lots of time to explore that possibility. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following Psalm describes what happens when one is living in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[1] He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;[2] I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.&lt;br /&gt;[3] Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.&lt;br /&gt;[4] He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.&lt;br /&gt;[5] Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;&lt;br /&gt;[6] Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.&lt;br /&gt;[7] A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.&lt;br /&gt;[8] Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.&lt;br /&gt;[9] Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;&lt;br /&gt;[10] There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.&lt;br /&gt;[11] For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.&lt;br /&gt;[12] They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.&lt;br /&gt;[13] Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.&lt;br /&gt;[14] Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.&lt;br /&gt;[15] He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.&lt;br /&gt;[16] With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation. (Psalm 91) &lt;/blockquote&gt;Peace and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111876840609318911?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111876840609318911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111876840609318911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/peace-of-god.html' title='The Peace of God'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111874604946070254</id><published>2005-06-14T10:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-14T13:03:44.830Z</updated><title type='text'>Why Here and Why Now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever wondered why you are drawn to live in certain areas or a particular country? Some people like the climate, the neighbourhood, the culture, the food or it might be because of work opportunities or relationship commitments. I sometimes wonder why I was born in London when my heritage is African.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago I wanted to live in Australia. At the time, I found London dreary and depressing. If I were to consider living in another country, there are some that will not appeal because of language barriers or ongoing wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait. What if there were no barriers? What if I had a &lt;a href="http://ssdoo.gsfc.nasa.gov/education/just_for_fun/startrek.html#universal"&gt;universal translator&lt;/a&gt; like they do in the sci-fi series, &lt;a href="http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/index.html"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/a&gt;? No more language barriers. What if all climates were a constant 75 degrees Fahrenheit? What if there were no discriminations based on the colour of one's skin, gender or religion? What if you could do anything you loved? What if your needs were always met? What if the world was at peace? This means you could live everywhere you choose. You would have to have very good reason to want to live in a particular country when everywhere is just as perfect. What if the world is already at peace and everything is already perfect, it's just we can't see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone to a park and observed the trees and flowers? Have you ever wondered why some trees were selected for some areas and not others? Imagine how much planning goes into such a project. What about the planning that goes on in cities for roads and where to build houses. If humans can put so much planning in parks and cities, imagine how much planning goes into life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I don't buy the idea of reincarnation i.e. that one is on earth to learn lessons and to grow spiritually. I believe there is only the Omniscient One having life in all. From the perspective of the One Life, everywhere is perfect. Everywhere is fair game. Thus, there is a very good reason why I am on this planet right now, as opposed to the infinite universes. There is a perfect plan for my life. God has planned my life to the finest detail. Jesus puts it this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings, and not one of them is forgotten before God? But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not therefore: ye are of more value than many sparrows." (Luke 12: 6-7) &lt;/blockquote&gt;God is aware of everything that goes on in our lives because God is life. Every action has a purpose. When you view your life as human or a little speck in the universe, you see life as random and without meaning. But when life is viewed from Oneness, every action counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after I came from the library, I waited for my bus. It seemed to take ages for my bus to arrive. A woman in her car stopped in front of the bus stop. She beckoned me over and asked me where the library was. She said she'd been driving up and down the road and couldn't find it. I told her I'd just come from the library and pointed her in the direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I went to browse in a bookshop. I don't often go to that bookshop and I decided to stop off before going home. A man sat beside me with Deepak Chopra's book, &lt;a href="http://www.soulselfhelp.on.ca/1chopra.html"&gt;The Way of the Wizard&lt;/a&gt;. I asked him whether he was a fan. He said he'd read several of his books. Then we discussed spirituality. He shared some of his experiences and realisations. He talked about some charity projects he's involved in which I was very interested in. I knew that meeting had been planned by the One Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus on my way home, a man got on and sat beside me. I didn't feel like getting into a conversation so I stared out of the window, but he said hello. His speech sounded slurred as if he was drunk. He asked me if I'd ever been to Barbados, where the singer, &lt;a href="http://www.icerecords.com/EddyGrant.htm"&gt;Eddy Grant&lt;/a&gt; comes from. I said I hadn't. He said he knew someone who played drums on his song "I don't wanna dance." I knew the song and sang part of it to him. He said he was a musician and that it was hard work and you have to practise. Then he mentioned the historian, &lt;a href="http://www.religiousstudies.uncc.edu/jdtabor/josephus-jesus.html"&gt;Josephus&lt;/a&gt;, who wrote about Jesus. My friend said Josephus' testimony of Jesus confirms his Bible is true. He talked about Jesus being the way, the truth and the life. Just before he got off the bus he stared straight into my eyes and said, "We must all do our part to bring the Kingdom of God on earth," then he staggered out of the bus. Could I have planned such a meeting? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is one Life and this Life has brought me on Earth right now for a particular purpose. Just because I'm here doesn't mean my work is solely for humanity. I am a representative of the Light, working for all Life. I am also aware that the one Life has prepared people for me to meet along the way, all part of the unfolding of my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a purpose to my life. I trust in the process called Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111874604946070254?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111874604946070254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111874604946070254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-here-and-why-now.html' title='Why Here and Why Now?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111865653372631685</id><published>2005-06-13T09:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-14T10:56:35.010Z</updated><title type='text'>Whose Life is it Anyway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The earth is the LORD's, and the fullness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein." (Psalm 24: 1)&lt;/blockquote&gt;The following is a dialogue with the Inner Voice (IV) or Spirit on a bus journey yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: If you want to be like God let God do what God does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: You mean "let go and let God", right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Not quite. "Let God do what God does" means there is only one Life and you, EJ, are a vessel. You must let the one and only Life express through you the vessel. There is only one Will, one Life, and one Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: But surely I am having life, how can I not have life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: You have no life of your own; you are living my life. However, you can delude yourself that you are living your own life and when you do, there are consequences. When you think you are living your own life, you give birth to a situation. Where there is a beginning there has to be an end. This reality you have created is under cause/effect or what is commonly called karma. Because you believe the life you're dreaming is your own, you decide when to terminate that life and dream up a new one. This you call reincarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it interesting that many of you abhor the idea of suicide and will do all you can to deter it? You argue that one should not end one’s life as it is not yours to end. Yet, you commit suicide all the time when you dream up new lives and terminate them through the dream process called death because you believe life is yours to do as you please. Life and death, cause and effects, beginning and end, are all dreams arising from the belief that you have your own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the only Life and there is no other life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: So what you are saying is that you are the only one having life, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: If there is only one life and you are that life, what makes us believe in separate lives? If we are so deluded, then we must have inherited that delusion from you, the only life, right? You have given us freewill, have you not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Very good points you’ve raised. Life is like the Internet. In order for people to have access to these articles, they have to log on to the Internet. Everyone can access the same ideas on this website. How people interpret the ideas is a different matter. In the same way, each of you is like a computer outlet that is connected to the Internet. You are all the same. The problem arises when you start naming experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What do you mean by naming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: When you name something you give it life. You consciously took on new names didn't you? Is your name Enocia Joseph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Yes and yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Would you like to explain why you chose those names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Enocia is from Enoch. It is written in the Bible: "And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him." He is believed to have translated into Spirit without dying. I interpret it to mean that he lost all sense of his own life and was one with the only Life. Joseph was inspired from the biblical Joseph who was sold into slavery by his brothers. He had such faith in God that even when he interpreted dreams he said: "Do not interpretations belong to God?" So this is why I chose those names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: You ascribed meanings to these names and these names have come to life and are your inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Ha, it could be that I chose these names because they were your interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Indeed, as you are walking with God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the power of naming? When you go round naming an experience or a thing you give that thing life according to your belief. This is what you have done with diseases, for example, you have named them and made them come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What has all this got to do with us having freewill or you being deluded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Each of you is a portal to experience all that is called Life. But when you name yourselves you believe "in your own press," that you have your own life. Remember the analogy of stories on the web. Everyone has access to the same article. But when you start analysing the articles or reading new meanings into them based on your experiences, you are naming the articles. You breathe new life into the articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: But we all do this all the time. I interpret what I read based on my experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: You interpret what you read based on your experiences because you believe you have a different life from the author. In other words, you have your own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: But surely everyone has a different perspective. We are all unique, aren’t we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Yes and No. There is only one life so how can the one be unique when it is the only one life? Once you have published this dialogue on the blog, there will only be one version on the web. How other people interpret this dialogue, their perspectives, would make it seem as if there are many versions. These different perspectives are the equivalent of human personalities. Human personalities are results of people having their own lives. The many perspectives do not change the truth that there is only one Life, one Truth, one Love, one Will; the One that is in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I the One Life may choose to have different experiences through different vessels. One vessel expressing Truth may appear to have a different personality to one expressing Love. But they are still my attributes being expressed how I choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: OK, I get you. So how do I get around naming? I mean everything has a name. Do I go round not using words or labels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: You could think of life as eternally being, thus every action is the I Am being. You are not typing but the I Am being. You are not eating but the I Am being, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: I think I've lost track of where we are going with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: There is only one Life. When you believe you are having your own life, you believe you have your own soul or spirit learning from experience. This is an illusion and they have consequences; a cause has an effect. You are allowed to continue with this illusion as long as you like. Naming is the result of the belief that you have your own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: OK, let's say I have created many disasters in my life, is there a "get out clause?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: There is and it is simply acknowledging that you have no life of your own. Let's say you've been ill for a while. You have been going round thinking you have your own life and body, right? You have even named the parts in your body and each part has come to life and vying for supremacy. You come to a point when you accept that you have no life or your own. The one and only Life is wholeness. But you find that, though you have accepted the one life, you are still addicted to seeing yourself and reality in parts. You realise that it takes a lot of willpower to break that habit of seeing yourself as "only human." This is when you have to acknowledge that there is only one Will. The one Will takes over and makes you perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Let's say you are a drug addict trying to kick the habit. You acknowledge the one and only Will as your guide. Don't think that just because you still have the urge to take more drugs that the power of the one Will is not working. The one Will may inspire you to have another fix where you will find the drugs no longer have any effect, therefore, there is no longer a need to continue taking them. You have experienced what it feels like, have you not, when I have worked through your senses and you have not been able to taste food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Yes I have and it wasn't pleasant not being able to taste chocolate. Speaking of food, if there is only your life, this implies that we don't really need to eat to survive, as you are life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What is the purpose of food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: For experience. I wish to explore different tastes and smells so that is what food is for, not for sustenance. Only when you think you have your own life do you name some food as sustenance and good, and others as poisonous to your system. As you name things, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: So I can enjoy any food I like without consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: There are only consequences when you believe you are living your own life. The One life may choose to have many experiences of eating without consequences; or the One Life may choose to experience life as Spirit where you will find you have no senses to taste or smell, thus no need to eat, and will still be very much alive. Life is eternal. I am that Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Got you. How do you go about healing someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: If you are moved to help someone going through pain and disease, remember that your desire to help another is my desire to help. You are to remind the other that there is only one Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What if the individual is not receptive to the idea of one Life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Since I have brought the person to you for assistance, the other will be open to your way. I will let you know whether it is appropriate to share the truth of one life. Whether you verbalise the truth or not, you will still share your consciousness with the other, as there is only One Mind. Know that healing is only going to be temporary. If one wants to enjoy the fruits of the One Life, one has to personally experience the truth of One Life; and this is an ongoing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What you are saying is that one has to surrender one’s will to the higher will, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: To surrender one’s will to a higher will as in "not my will but your will," suggests there are two wills. When you acknowledge there is only one will, there is no misunderstanding - there is only one will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two prayers I recommend that you are already using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"One Love, One Will, One Life;" and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only One exists."&lt;/blockquote&gt;EJ: So if I've made a pig's ear (mess) of my life, I can have a new life by using the above prayer, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Correct. No matter how much "mess" you've made of life, you need to be persistent in the truth that you have no life of your own. The one Life is innocence. The one Life will erase what It did not create. Remember the scriptures: "All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made." (John 1: 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it logically. The one infinite Life that is whole cannot be sick, can He? The one infinite Life cannot be in lack, can He? You then trust in the one Life to manifest a suitable reality that wipes out lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: How does this come about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: Let's say someone who has been falsely accused and imprisoned for a crime he did not commit is found to be innocent, the individual is released. The process of release may take the form of new evidence leading to a re-trial, or simply been freed without the need for another trial. You are to trust in the one Life to unfold the right circumstances that will erase the realities created under the delusion of having your own life. Nothing is impossible with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: What is the purpose of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: To demonstrate that life is eternal. Life is not human, nature, different species; life is love, truth, power and light that are beginningless and endless. Let the one Life be life. I have revealed myself through you as Light, Silence and Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Yes. A few days ago I felt as if something in me burst open and I was overflowing with Love: the sum total of all good feelings, all love, all joy and all happiness. "I am Love" is no longer just a knowing but a feeling as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: I used that experience to demonstrate that when you let go of seeing yourself as having your own life, you have access to all Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: It’s wonderful. Wish I could have that feeling all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: You can by knowing you have no life, love or will of your own. You are the I Am Being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: One more question. Am I destined to be your faithful servant forever? When do I get to play God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV: (Chuckle). You get to play god when you believe you have your own life. When you live with the truth that there is only one Love, Will and Life, you are God, the all in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ: Great! Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111865653372631685?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111865653372631685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111865653372631685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/whose-life-is-it-anyway.html' title='Whose Life is it Anyway?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111850400478074796</id><published>2005-06-11T16:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-13T14:15:56.006Z</updated><title type='text'>Trusting in the One Life in All</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I sometimes imagine how long it would take me to experience the whole of London. A very long time. How long would it take to experience every single nook and cranny of the UK? I dread to think. What about how long it would take to experience every country on earth? You would have to live for a very long time or, if you're into reincarnation, have innumerable lives. As for experiencing other parts of the galaxy, goodness knows how long you'll need for that quest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another way where you can experience all of life without having to do so individually: as the One that is in all. There are over 6 billion people on earth right now yet, there is only one "I" that is having life. If you want to have access to what is going on in the world, you tap into the one "I" and realise that it is your "I." You then trust in this one "I" to unfold as your experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week I saw an ad in a library for a flower show which I thought would be fun to attend. I mentioned this to the library assistant. It turned out that not only was she interested in flowers, she is having her own flower show in a month's time which she's invited me to. The flower show I wanted to attend was on today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before attending the show I got the address from the same library assistant. She gave me a map of the area. She knew where the show was but she didn't know how to get there. Her colleague knew what bus I should take and advised me where to catch the bus. Though the assistant's advice was very logical, I had a feeling I should travel to the local bus station and catch the bus from there. When I arrived, I saw my bus already at the stop and I missed it. While I waited for the next bus, I studied the map I'd been given but it wasn't very clear. When my bus arrived, I asked the bus driver whether he knew where the flower show was. He hadn't heard of the place but he said "we will find it." I went to sit upstairs. There was a couple already in front so I sat next to them. I asked the lady if she knew where I wanted to go. She did. She described sign posts I should watch out. I followed her instructions and got off at the right stop. Next, I looked for the flower show. I couldn't find it at first then I saw a man and his kids and asked him if he knew. He pointed me in the right direction. It was well worth it; the flowers were beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, there is really no need for the human self to have experienced all. All I need to know is my "I" is the one "I" in all, whose knowledge is vast beyond comprehension. I trust in this one "I". I let life unfold effortlessly through me or through others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust in the One Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-i.html"&gt;The One "I"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111850400478074796?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111850400478074796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111850400478074796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/trusting-in-one-life-in-all.html' title='Trusting in the One Life in All'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111331110585642213</id><published>2005-06-11T11:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-11T15:37:19.753Z</updated><title type='text'>The One "I"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring." (Acts 17: 28)&lt;/blockquote&gt;When I say "I am walking," who is the "I" walking? Well, the "I" can be perceived in two ways. There is the personal I which is a combination of human beliefs and the personal ego, who believes she is moving her legs towards a particular destination and gets tired after a certain number of steps. And then there is the impersonal "I" that is moving the body but is untouched by the movements. This impersonal "I" is the one mover of all whether one is conscious of this or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s say I’m sitting somewhere watching the world go by. When I observe people’s reactions and behaviours without naming their experiences, I am the detached observer. The impersonal "I" is the "detached observer." You see, the impersonal "I" cannot be experienced with the mind. As a human, I can feel pain, pleasure, hot or cold etc which are states of mind. As the impersonal "I", I have no sensations, it’s as if I am not there. When I walk, for instance, as the impersonal "I," the body feels ethereal like empty space in motion, yet, the body appears very much human. The impersonal "I" therefore feels intangible but is very much present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am experiencing life as the personal I when I am passing judgments. By judgments, I mean ascribing a quality or quantity to a thing. Thus, the personal I has a body that is tall or short, fat or thin, male or female, of a particular race, culture, nationality, sexuality, religion, belief, has likes and dislikes etc. This is what makes one human. The impersonal "I" is beyond all definitions and labels, for It is all-embracing and infinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am observing someone, nature or whatever without judgment, I am being the One impersonal "I" of all. The moment I get into judgment or preoccupied with my identity as human, I am experiencing life as the personal I which is limited. Note that there is no judgment about being human, it is just another perspective of life. Similarly, when one is being a cat, one has a different perspective of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" feels empty; the void that is full yet feels empty.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" judges nothing.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" communicates in silence.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" has no sense of smell.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" has no sense of taste.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" is infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to have your cake and eat it too? I mean, can one live as the personal I and the impersonal "I" at the same time? I believe life is the process of expressing the impersonal "I". For instance, as I type this article I am aware of the ideas from the silence seeking expression. I am also aware of the limitations of having to transmute the ideas into words. Thus, it is the impersonal "I" working in harmony with the personal I to achieve what needs to be done. When the personal I aligns her will with the impersonal "I" she is the likeness of the impersonal "I".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the above list of the impersonal "I" as a guide, I'm now going to examine what happens when the impersonal "I" is one with the personal I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The impersonal "I" feels empty; the void that is full yet feels empty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walk as the impersonal "I" my body feels light. I also experience the world as formless. I can bang my head against a brick wall and the wall feels like it's not there. I can carry stuff which, in human terms should feel heavy, but feels like nothing. I can dismiss an illness into nothing as I have no sensations to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The impersonal "I" judges nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I judge no behaviour. I accept life as it is without judgment. I identity myself only as Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The impersonal "I" communicates in silence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experience life in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The impersonal "I" has no sense of smell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had experiences when I have smelled something I found unpleasant and have switched to the impersonal "I" and had no sense of smell. It is not that the smell was not still present, but the impersonal "I" has no olfactory facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The impersonal "I" has no sense of taste.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago, my mother prepared a meal that was very spicy. At first I drank lots of water to cool down then I switched to the impersonal "I" and tasted nothing. The only snag about this is the food had no taste at all, nor did I have a sense of having a tongue to taste. I have had chocolate as the impersonal "I" and I might as well have been eating nothing. This is not something I'd recommend if you are a chocoholic like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The impersonal "I" is bliss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be in bliss means you are not worried about anything or expect to have anything to worry about. You have no thoughts that will make you worry about anything. When you surrender to bliss, you should expect your life and affairs to be blissful i.e. anything that would remove you from that consciousness is erased, such as thoughts, and emotions. As thought-forms are erased, the equivalent experiences are erased from your reality. I am only now beginning to realise the power of bliss to transform anything unlike itself to be like itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The impersonal "I" is infinity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As humans, we are always drawing energy from the infinite "I" which makes our actions unlimited. Imagine what it's like to experience life as the impersonal "I" whose nature is infinity. This means infinite love, bliss, truth, wholeness and all good. Thus, every step I take is the infinite impersonal "I" taking that step. Every word I write is of the infinite impersonal "I". I guess life is expressing the infinite impersonal "I".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" is only a shift of perspective away. This is the easy bit. The challenge is to remember to remain in the consciousness of the impersonal "I". That is what I believe spirituality is about - the practice (or ritual) of being Spirit. One ritual is being in stillness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only the one "I"; the rest are poor imitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I" am Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111331110585642213?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111331110585642213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111331110585642213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-i.html' title='The One &quot;I&quot;'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111840545082741641</id><published>2005-06-10T12:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-10T14:29:56.390Z</updated><title type='text'>Stop Trying to Figure Things Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You always demonstrate on the level where your consciousness abides. It is not necessary, as a result, for you to learn the secret of how to demonstrate, how to bring the invisible into form, because you have been doing this all your life. The power of mind cannot do otherwise than demonstrate in accordance with the way in which it is used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore, you do not need to exercise faith in your ability to perform miracles, for if you will only exercise enough faith to lift your consciousness to a higher level, the miracles will take care of themselves. They will happen not as a result of human thinking, but as a spontaneous result of Christ-like being. You could not stop the miracles any easier than you could stop your life." (&lt;em&gt;The Door of Everything&lt;/em&gt;, by Ruby Nelson)&lt;/blockquote&gt;There is a new breed of reality TV shows where people, mostly women, go through radical makeovers to have their dream bodies. Last night, I watched a programme called &lt;a href="http://www.livingtv.co.uk/theswanS01/about.html"&gt;The Swan&lt;/a&gt; which transforms "ugly ducklings" into swans fit to enter a beauty pageant. Two women were put through the works: liposuction, face implants, body restructuring, laser eye surgery, cosmetic dentistry, physical training, diets, and life coaching. The transformations were remarkable. It makes one wonder, if modern technology can transform one overnight, who needs a God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After these women have gone through so much pain to have their dream bodies, they have to keep up with their diets and exercises, otherwise it's back to being &lt;a href="http://www.xs4all.nl/~fransthe/Blobby/"&gt;Mr Blobby&lt;/a&gt;. Hey, no pain no game, right? Those who can afford it will continue to have nips and tucks as and when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those who are tired of the human way and seek other ways of being, the spiritual path. But, as they say, "old habits die hard." People who choose the spiritual path come with an "I have to figure out how this thing works" approach to life. Unfortunately, this type of attitude doesn't cut it with Spirit. If you really want to figure things out for yourself, you are left to get on with it. Once you've exhausted all your techniques and resources, you realise that walking in the Spirit involves trust in a power that is beyond human understanding. Your job is to be the Love that you are and leave the rest to Love to sort out. What you need to know is revealed to you. If it's not, don't worry about it. All is well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped trying to figure things out. What I know and write about comes so easily, it's like switching a tap on and letting it flow. I seriously don't think about what I write. The moment I start thinking, I find the ideas don't flow and I know I am trying to figure things out. So I leave it as a draft. If it wants to be published, I trust the idea will unfold effortlessly in its own time and in its own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an excerpt I've used ad nauseam which is worth using again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"A Bhakta and a jnani (a follower of the jnana marga) were walking through a forest and became very thirsty. They came to a deep well with water far down and the sides overgrown with bush and briar. There was no way of obtaining water. The jnani overcame the difficulty by expending great psychic force to assume the form of a bird. Then he flew down through the bushes and briars, losing many feathers on the way. On the other hand, the bhakta yearned for the Lord's grace and called fervently on His name. The Lord hearing and responding, the waters rose to the level of the bhakta who was thus able to slake his thirst completely." (&lt;em&gt;Sai Baba, Man of Miracles&lt;/em&gt;, by Howard Murphet p. 179) &lt;/blockquote&gt;Life is not meant to be figured out; life is for living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111840545082741641?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111840545082741641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111840545082741641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/stop-trying-to-figure-things-out.html' title='Stop Trying to Figure Things Out'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111840081123173172</id><published>2005-06-10T10:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-10T11:50:15.050Z</updated><title type='text'>The Problem with Judging by Appearances</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For the LORD seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the LORD looketh on the heart." (1 Samuel 16: 7)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever." (Isaiah 40: 8)&lt;/blockquote&gt;When I came out this morning I noticed the sky was overcast. Hmmm! It looks like rain, or does it?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting rain because of an overcast sky is judging by appearances. Who can blame me for arriving at that conclusion? You're so used to linking overcast sky with rain that you can't imagine another possibility. I could even have checked the weather forecast and prepared accordingly; and what I expect is what I would have experienced. Someone has to keep the meteorologists in employment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I look at the clouds but strongly believe it's not going to rain? Believing in one thing while majority around you hold opposing beliefs is going into a battle of wills where only the fittest survives. Beliefs and positive thinking might work on the short-term but they are based on the same level as the clouds. It's like the old cliché about whether the glass is half full (optimism) or half empty (pessimism).  Both perspectives are right and wrong. You have to rise above being right and wrong, above beliefs and positive thinking, to the absolute truth. The glass may appear half full or empty but, in Truth, the glass is always full. The Truth of a glass that is ever full is not one perceived by one who judges according to appearances; this Truth is a knowing that the Substance/Essence fills all space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the overcast sky. To cut a long story short, I remembered the sky was hidden behind the clouds. I imagined myself rising above the clouds until the clouds were miles below me.  I knew myself as the radiant blue sky. Then I went about my business. The clouds dissipated and there was radiant sky, at least in my local area.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds represent collective human beliefs of all time. These wisp-like beliefs have no basis in Truth as they are forever changing and "evolving." Truth is like the radiant blue sky that is ever-present and constant. The sky knows nothing of clouds, it is clear, steadfast and true, boundless and infinite.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the spiritual path is about not judging by appearances. As Jesus puts it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Judge not according to the appearance, but judge righteous judgment." (John 7: 24)&lt;/blockquote&gt;In other words, if you're going to judge you have to base it on Truth. When you judge by appearances without solid foundation, you are being tossed about by passing clouds that remain as long as beliefs hold them in place. You will have to wait for the right season to make your move. According to consensus reality, summer is meant to be the time for cloudless skies, unless you're living in the UK. Who wants to live their life based on beliefs?  I certainly don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliefs come and go but Truth stands forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Sky,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/clear-view.html"&gt;The Clear View&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111840081123173172?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111840081123173172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111840081123173172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/problem-with-judging-by-appearances.html' title='The Problem with Judging by Appearances'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111834187235826476</id><published>2005-06-09T18:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-09T18:31:12.360Z</updated><title type='text'>Life is Eternal</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I overheard someone say yesterday "My life is in God's hand. When God is ready to take me, I will go. It's all in God's hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself that this is a false belief. God is Life and God is all in all, therefore, Life is eternal. Why would God/Life wish to end life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think of the many near-death experiences I've read where some people have described a voice or a being telling them "It's not your time."  How can there be a time to die when death is an illusion?  Who then tells people it's time to die? No other than the voice of false belief, the voice of death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a God that decides when one should die, it's not a God I know to be real. It is a dream God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no time to die for there is no death in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is eternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111834187235826476?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111834187235826476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111834187235826476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/life-is-eternal_09.html' title='Life is Eternal'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111833871351663933</id><published>2005-06-09T16:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-14T10:34:28.163Z</updated><title type='text'>The Clear View</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"So where exactly is this Buddha nature? It is in the sky-like nature of our mind. Utterly open, free and limitless, it is fundamentally so simple and so natural that it can never be complicated, corrupted, or stained, so pure that it is beyond even the concept of purity and impurity. To talk of this nature of mind as sky-like, of course, is only a metaphor that helps us to begin to imagine its all-embracing boundlessness, for the Buddha nature has a quality the sky cannot have, that of the radiant clarity of awareness. As it is said: 'It is simply your flawless present awareness, cognizant and empty, naked and awake.'" (&lt;em&gt;The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying&lt;/em&gt;, Sogyal Rinpoche)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Just before you go out you check what the weather looks like outside. From the grey clouds, it looks like rain. Do you take your umbrella and a warm jacket with you, just in case? Or do you ignore the weather believing it’s going to be a sunny day no matter what the weather looks like or the weather man has predicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When majority of people are expecting rain because of the climactic conditions, it's going to take more than strong belief or positive thinking to manifest a sunny day. You need a miracle, mate. On second thoughts, you need to know the Truth. Is there such a thing as a weather or climactic conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds and weather forecasts represent human beliefs sometimes referred to as race mind, carnal mind, ordinary mind or mortal mind. If your focus is only on race mind beliefs you will miss the ever-present real Mind, your Buddha nature. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get to know the real Mind, your Buddha nature? You have to experience it in a spiritual practice such as meditation, Yoga or being in silence. Once you’ve experienced Mind, you know it is always present. Our Buddha nature is like an aeroplane ascending above the clouds. You look out of the window and bask in the radiant blue sky. The sky is the constant truth behind the clouds; our Buddha nature that human beliefs obscure. What happened to the clouds? They haven't gone away, they are still down there. But if you don't rise above the clouds you will never know the radiance that you are; you would still be living your life based on appearances, and other people's beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know something, when I ignore weather conditions and focus on the radiant sky, the sun "comes out" to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already know the radiance of Mind. I already know stillness is my nature. Nothing can ever distract me from my Buddha nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111833871351663933?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111833871351663933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111833871351663933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/clear-view.html' title='The Clear View'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111831838663048952</id><published>2005-06-09T10:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:44:23.953Z</updated><title type='text'>The Real Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For infinity, the only worthwhile enterprise of a warrior is freedom. Any other enterprise is fraudulent." (Don Juan, &lt;em&gt;The Active Side of Infinity&lt;/em&gt; by Carlos Castaneda) &lt;/blockquote&gt;I believe there is only one work worth doing: to live as Spirit. Living as Spirit is the purpose of life, which demonstrates that life is Spirit and Spirit is freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask many people what they want out of life and they say they want to be fulfilled, happy, be loved and to manifest wealth so they are free to enjoy life. But the human idea of freedom comes at a price. So you have a wonderful house but it comes with a mortgage, bills, rates and other living expenses. If you can afford it, you could hire others to help run the house, which gives you more stuff to worry about unless you don't mind of course. That is not my idea of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want a nice car to get you around. Again a car has to be maintained as they have not been created to last or that might be your belief. Is this freedom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about running your own business? It feels wonderful having control over your affairs. Let's say your business expands and you have to employ others to help with other tasks, and before you know it you're worrying about how to sustain your employees etc. That is not my idea of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The many jobs humans have created, and continue to create, are Mickey Mouse jobs? Ostensibly, these jobs are to give us the freedom and fulfilment we dream of but often it is the reverse. Two days ago I watched a documentary about a couple whose daughter has been missing for many years, presumed dead. They’ve been inspired to set up a trust in their daughter's memory to protect others from going through what they had, and to support those who have had similar experiences. The dad showed different tools they use to teach young kids how to protect themselves from attacks. While I can understand the couple's intent, the work they have created is based on fear. If you're going around thinking of how to protect yourself, it means you believe in a reality of attack and violence. On the other hand, you could go round knowing the truth that Love is the essence of the Universe and see what happens. This is one example of what I mean by a Mickey Mouse job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Mickey Mouse jobs include insurance companies based on fear; medicine based on belief in illness; the law based on fear; and many many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human reality of freedom is like a free email account with Gmail. They promise you lots of storage space but you end up attracting so much Spam that it's not worth it. I have had to revert to using my Yahoo account with less Spam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the real work? How do you know what it is? There are many on the spiritual path right now, who call themselves "lightworkers" who believe they are here to teach, heal the sick, raise the dead even, just like others before them. Some say they are following people like Jesus' instructions to his disciples which states:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"And as ye go, preach, saying, The kingdom of heaven is at hand. Heal the sick, cleanse the lepers, raise the dead, cast out devils: freely ye have received, freely give." (Matthew 10: 7-8)&lt;/blockquote&gt;When these words are interpreted literally, of course people are going to do exactly that, after all, there are many sick and dead people. But the same Jesus says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"It is the spirit that quickeneth; the flesh profiteth nothing: the words that I speak unto you, they are spirit, and they are life." (John 6: 63)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Jesus is speaking of the truth of reality which is spirit and when his words of spirit are understood and accepted as Truth, they come to life and become one's life. Thus, when Jesus speaks about healing the sick, he is speaking about those who have forgotten that they are joy and love, not sickness in body; when he talks about raising the dead, he is speaking about reminding the "walking dead" passing off as life that they are eternal Life; when Jesus talks about casting out devils, he is talking about letting go of false beliefs in sickness, suffering and death. Naturally when one accepts one's nature as Spirit, the body and one's affairs are made whole and will appear to human eyes as healing, being raised from the dead and having your needs met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' words of spirit are demonstrated throughout his ministry. When Jesus tells a man to follow him, the man tells Jesus he needs to bury his father first. Jesus says "Follow me; and let the dead bury their dead." (Matthew 8: 22) If this is interpreted literally you wonder how the dead can bury the dead when they are already dead. Jesus is saying that when one identifies oneself as a human or mortal, you are a walking dead. He is telling us to walk in the Spirit, to follow the path of Truth, not of human beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus first hears that Lazarus has died, he says "Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go, that I may awake him out of sleep." (John 11: 11). But when his disciples take him literally he clarifies, in their own level of understanding, that Lazarus is dead. He then wakes up Lazarus from his sleep, which is experienced in human terms as being resurrected from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another example, a "ruler" asks Jesus to heal his daughter who is almost dead. By the time Jesus gets to his house someone tells the ruler not to bother Jesus as his daughter is dead. Jesus tells the mourners that the girl is asleep. The mourners think Jesus is mad and they "laughed him to scorn." But Jesus knows that death is another form of sleep where one is dreaming one is dead. He ends up waking the girl from that sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we can see from the examples, Jesus is speaking of the spirit as he knows we are spirit. Jesus stands for eternal Truth that is the same yesterday, today and forever. Jesus, who knows life is eternal, will not send his disciples to raise the dead as life does not know death; he will be speaking error. Jesus knows that we are already perfect and will not send people to heal the sick. Truth can only speak Truth. This is why Jesus' ministry is one that is always reminding others of their spiritual nature, "waking" people out of their "sleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the young girl the biblical Jesus "raised from the dead" eventually died because she hadn't reached a level of understanding where she knew herself as immortal life. Even Jesus' disciples, who had walked with him and later had their own ministries, died, because they also had not accepted they were immortal life. Perhaps they mastered death in other lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real work is to demonstrate that we are Spirit. No one can do the work for you; each of us has to do the work of realisation for ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wanting to manifest wealth and riches, maybe we should realise the abundance that we already are which manifests as life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of every man and his dog wanting to heal, maybe we should realise that we are already perfect and let perfection be made manifest as wholeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wanting to do great works like raising the dead, maybe we should relinquish the belief in death and realise that we are Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wanting to teach others the truth, maybe we should realise that we are Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of wanting to bring more love and peace into the world, maybe we should realise Love is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe my only job on earth is to remember that I am Spirit and to live as Spirit. "Any other enterprise is fraudulent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article about someone being resurrected from the Dead: &lt;a href="http://www.christianscience.org/neardeath.htm"&gt;Death and After&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111831838663048952?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111831838663048952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111831838663048952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/real-work.html' title='The Real Work'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111816299000328733</id><published>2005-06-07T15:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T16:49:50.043Z</updated><title type='text'>Seeing is Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Open thou mine eyes, that I may behold wondrous things out of thy law." (Psalm 119: 18)&lt;/blockquote&gt;There is a lovely story in the Bible about a prophet called Elijah and his servant, Elisha. Elijah has been training Elisha to be his successor. His time on earth is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"And it came to pass, when they were gone over, that Elijah said unto Elisha, Ask what I shall do for thee, before I be taken away from thee. And Elisha said, I pray thee, let a double portion of thy spirit be upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said, Thou hast asked a hard thing: nevertheless, if thou see me when I am taken from thee, it shall be so unto thee; but if not, it shall not be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it came to pass, as they still went on, and talked, that, behold, there appeared a chariot of fire, and horses of fire, and parted them both asunder; and Elijah went up by a whirlwind into heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Elisha saw it, and he cried, My father, my father, the chariot of Israel, and the horsemen thereof. And he saw him no more: and he took hold of his own clothes, and rent them in two pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took up also the mantle of Elijah that fell from him, and went back, and stood by the bank of Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he took the mantle of Elijah that fell from him, and smote the waters, and said, Where is the LORD God of Elijah? and when he also had smitten the waters, they parted hither and thither: and Elisha went over." (2 Kings 2: 9-14)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now it is written that Elisha saw Elijah being taken up to heaven in a "chariot of fire." What is being described is that Elisha could see with his inner vision. An observer without inner vision would have seen Elijah disappear into thin air, but Elisha saw there was a reality of Light that Elijah had vanished into. Elisha's ability to see granted him his request. In fact, the power was not Elijah's to bestow but that of God. Elisha had demonstrated that he had the inner vision which made him a worthy successor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on during Elisha's ministry, he and his servants are surrounded by a Syrian army who have been sent to capture him. When Elisha's servant sees the army, he is frightened but Elisha assures him they are safe. "Fear not: for they that be with us are more than they that be with them." His servant is not pacified. Elisha asks God to open his servant's inner vision so he can see reality as it is. Elisha's servant is able to see that "the mountain was full of horses and chariots of fire round about Elisha." (2 Kings 6: 17) Elisha's spirit army is able to make the army temporarily blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we see that Elisha trusts more in what appears to many as the invisible realm. His miracles are based on his trust in Spirit than in what he experiences with his senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seeing is believing" is absolute truth but not seeing with the "physical senses." It is an inner vision where if you can "see" it with your inner sight, it is done. If you look around you and see only forms you are seeing only in parts. The real world is filled with Light. All that we experience, even darkness, is encapsulated in radiant Light. But our eyes have to be open, the way Elisha's eyes were open, to bring this reality of Light into physical manifestation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see reality as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111816299000328733?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111816299000328733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111816299000328733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/seeing-is-believing.html' title='Seeing is Believing'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111814618740896186</id><published>2005-06-07T11:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T12:24:55.360Z</updated><title type='text'>The Nature of the Light/Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Do not make the mistake of imagining that the nature of mind is exclusive to our mind only. It is in fact the nature of everything. It can never be said too often that to realize the nature of mind is to realize the nature of all things." (&lt;em&gt;The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying&lt;/em&gt;, by Sogyal Rinpoche)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Light is the nature of all; the Light is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have described my experience of the Light or Mind as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Light is boundless, there are no limits.&lt;br /&gt;The Light has always been, there is no birth date.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is purity and unaffected by human good or evil.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is pure presence, being, and awareness.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is impersonal.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is free from all concepts and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is eternal bliss. &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/seeking-what-we-already-are.html"&gt;Seeking What You Already Are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;To  understand the nature of all life, I use my experience of the Light/Mind as a yardstick for life. Here are a few examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Light is boundless, there are no limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Life is unlimited. Whether you choose "good" or "evil," your choices are always unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Light has always been, there is no birth date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Life is eternal. Death is not the truth of life and is therefore a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Light is purity and not affected by human good or evil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing one does has any impact on the Light as the Light is forever pure. Thus, one’s experiences can neither add nor take away from the Light. The Light is Grace where every moment is a new opportunity to choose again. One is being the Light when one is not judging others by past experiences or beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Light is pure presence, being, and awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Life is a constant awareness and acceptance of what is. Nature is pure presence, a tree is effortlessly being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Light is impersonal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though life may appear as different forms, there are no personalities in Light just the One Light, the one "I" having life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Light is free from all concepts and beliefs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have life is to be free. When one has no beliefs about nature, diets, health etc, one is truly free to be or experience life as it is. When one is in stillness one is free of all concepts and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Light is eternal bliss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where there are no concepts or beliefs, when one is enjoying being, one is in bliss. Life is bliss. It is our nature to be in bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Light can be experienced in silence or stillness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live as the Light one has to forsake the world's ways, of beliefs and concepts, and surrender to the Light that is eternal bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is our nature to be the Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111814618740896186?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111814618740896186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111814618740896186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/nature-of-lightmind.html' title='The Nature of the Light/Mind'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111805439313069930</id><published>2005-06-06T10:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:07:50.340Z</updated><title type='text'>Seeking What We Already Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Saints&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and mystics throughout history have adorned their realizations with different names and given them different faces and interpretations, but what they are all fundamentally experiencing is the essential nature of the mind. Christians and Jews call it "God"; Hindus call it "the Self," "Shiva," "Brahman," and "Vishnu,"; Sufi mystics name it "the Hidden Essence"; and Buddhists call it "Buddha nature." At the heart of all religions is the certainty that there is fundamental truth, and that this life is a sacred opportunity to evolve and realize it."(&lt;em&gt;The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying&lt;/em&gt;, Sogyal Rinpoche, p. 48)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe the one thing that we seek is to be in our right minds. We end up looking to others to tell us what this mind is. Many people have their views of the One Mind. The irony is that the thing that most people spend their whole lifetime, even lifetimes, seeking is right there in front of them. If only we realised that this Mind is already who we are and that it is the very seeking that obscures what we already are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one have done things in reverse. My religious background is Christianity; I was brought up as a Methodist. As soon as I could I rejected Christianity. Then I started meditating. I had no expectations of meditation, I just thought it would be fun. It was during meditation that I first realised my Buddha nature or &lt;em&gt;Rigpa&lt;/em&gt;, as the Tibetan Buddhists call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rigpa&lt;/em&gt; is a consciousness of stillness and clarity that appear radiant as there is nothing in it. Some have called this consciousness "empty" as it is indeed empty of all concepts. It also feels like you are transparent and naked, like a newborn baby with no knowledge of embarrassment. It is a consciousness of innocence and purity as nothing can taint it. It is a consciousness of being truly awake, pure awareness. Imagine being in a state where you have nothing to worry about and you can just be; &lt;em&gt;Rigpa&lt;/em&gt; is eternal presence and immense bliss. In eternal presence there is no sense of me, you or I, there is not even a one to speak of as there are no concepts to describe this presence, just pure being. It is only after having the experience that I have tried to conceptualise the experience, which is impossible as &lt;em&gt;Rigpa&lt;/em&gt; is beyond syntax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this experience over and over again. While I felt immense bliss, the moment I came out of it I couldn't sustain that peace and my life in the human consciousness felt dull, meaningless and depressing. I didn't know if it was possible to live in that "exalted state" all the time or if indeed we were meant to. As time went on I was drawn to study different religious teachings. Like I said, I'd already rejected Christianity though I studied Jesus' teachings in the Bible. I was drawn to Buddhism. I remember how excited I was after reading &lt;em&gt;The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying&lt;/em&gt; by Sogyal Rinpoche. Here was a book describing the radiant mind, &lt;em&gt;Rigpa&lt;/em&gt;, that I had experienced many times. I wanted to meet other Buddhists and explore Buddhism. I started attending meditation sessions at &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rigpa.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rigpa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Though it was nice to be with other like-minds, the religious ritual did not appeal to me. Besides, I had already attained &lt;em&gt;Rigpa&lt;/em&gt; without any rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I was drawn to study Yoga - Raja, Bhakti and Kundalini Yoga. Again I found they weren't for me as I had already attained Samadhi or &lt;em&gt;Rigpa&lt;/em&gt;, and my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crystalinks.com/kundalini.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kundalini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; had already been awakened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe religions are doing their best to give their vision of the Light and how to live as the Light. My view is that you can describe the Light till kingdom come, but if you haven't experienced the Light for yourself, the teachings will always be theoretical. Once you've realised yourself as the Light in meditation, Yoga or whatever technique, you realise that the Light is also truth which guides you to live as the Light. But if you are looking for evidence elsewhere you will miss the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all the seeking, it is back to basics. The truth is the Light is the nature of all. What is the nature of the Light? I can only speak from my experience of being the Light as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Light is boundless, there are no limits.&lt;br /&gt;The Light has always been, there is no birth date.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is purity and unaffected by human good or evil.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is pure presence, being, and awareness.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is impersonal.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is free from all concepts and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;The Light is eternal bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the Light is knowing Self and what is true for me is true for all. Different religions call the Light by different names such as God, Buddha nature, Brahman, Krishna etc, but it is the One Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to live as the Light? Of course but it takes continuous practice. First of all one must experience the Light as a tangible entity as it is reality. Those who have realised the Light can actually share the experience with others who are open, and I don't mean just writing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few nights ago I shared inner silence with my mother without actually intending to. As she was in pain I told her I was going to connect with the Light and channel healing to her. She sat in a chair next to me with her eyes closed while I was in inner silence. After about ten minutes I opened my eyes and asked her whether she'd experienced anything or had any thoughts. She said she'd had no thoughts and was very peaceful. She had never experienced inner silence before. I told her that she'd experienced stillness, her God-presence. Naturally, I can't do the work of realisation for her, but what I gave her was the evidence that this consciousness is real. If she's motivated she could practise meditation or join me when I meditate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once experienced you have to make this experience your life. Nothing is more important. It is the only Life. When one has had the experience of the Light one will be guided by the Light in all ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few realisations of the same Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This self-originated Rigpa, which from the very beginning was never born,&lt;br /&gt;Is the child of Rigpa, which is itself without any parents – how amazing!&lt;br /&gt;The self-originated wisdom has not been created by anyone – how amazing!&lt;br /&gt;It has never experienced birth and has nothing it that could cause it to die – how amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Although it is evidently visible, yet there is no one there who sees it – how amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Although it has wandered through samsara, no harm has come to it – how amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Although it has seen buddhahood itself, no good has come to it – how amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Although it exists in everyone everywhere, it has gone unrecognised – how amazing!&lt;br /&gt;And yet you go on hoping to attain some other fruit than this elsewhere – how amazing!&lt;br /&gt;Even though it is the thing that is most essentially yours, you seek for it elsewhere – how amazing!" (Padmasambhava, &lt;em&gt;The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying&lt;/em&gt;, by Sogyal Rinpoche)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber. Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep." (Psalm 121: 1-4)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not." (John 1: 5)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"God is light, and in him is no darkness at all." (1 John 1: 5)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dudjom Rinpoche wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can describe it&lt;br /&gt;No example can point to it&lt;br /&gt;Samsara does not make it worse&lt;br /&gt;Nirvana does not make it better&lt;br /&gt;It has never been born&lt;br /&gt;It has never ceased&lt;br /&gt;It has never been liberated&lt;br /&gt;It has never been deluded&lt;br /&gt;It has never existed&lt;br /&gt;It has never been nonexistent&lt;br /&gt;It has no limits at all&lt;br /&gt;It does not fall into any kind of category" (&lt;em&gt;The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;************&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nyoshul Khenpo Rinpoche said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profound and tranquil, free from complexity,&lt;br /&gt;Uncompounded luminous clarity,&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the mind of conceptual ideas;&lt;br /&gt;This is the depth of the mind of the Victorious Ones.&lt;br /&gt;In this there is not a thing to be removed,&lt;br /&gt;Nor anything that needs to be added.&lt;br /&gt;It is merely the immaculate&lt;br /&gt;Looking naturally at itself." (&lt;em&gt;The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May everyone realise they are the Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111805439313069930?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111805439313069930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111805439313069930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/seeking-what-we-already-are.html' title='Seeking What We Already Are'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111788305714329863</id><published>2005-06-04T09:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-13T09:02:46.020Z</updated><title type='text'>False Humility versus Meekness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The genetic mind is the equivalent of a universal belief system that penetrates, to varying degrees, the human instrument of all entities. In some, it immobilizes their ability to think original thoughts and feel original feelings. In most, it entrains their belief system to harmonize with the accepted belief systems of the Hierarchy. In a few, it exerts no significant force nor has any bearing on the development of their personal belief system." &lt;a href="http://www.wingmakers.com/glossary.html"&gt;Wingmakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"But the meek shall inherit the earth; and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace." (Psalm 37: 11)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth." (Matthew 5: 5)&lt;/blockquote&gt;A mobile company has been running an ad campaign using the concept of an oriental teacher giving the company advice on how to run their company. In their current billboard, the teacher states: "Ignore the one who says less is more, for he is a baboon." The company goes on to encourage others to want more. That statement cracked me up. I agree with the "teacher." Who wants less when you can have more? Why do people pretend to be less when they really are more, a lot more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around you and you see people pretending to be what they are not. They pretend to be small or less than so that they will be accepted in society. They join a group that fits in with their beliefs. Let's say the group is a teaching, the intent is to teach what others believe they don't know. So the students play the game of "not knowing." The intent of a group will always get people to conform to the status quo even when the individual has moved on in belief. If you feel you've outgrown that particular group or teaching and try to bring in new ideas, the original intent will not encourage this and will force you to harmonise with the group's intent. To continue to agree with a group when you no longer share the beliefs means you have to pretend to be what you are not. It's a waste of time trying to express your new truth within the group. The best thing to do is to accept the group for what it is, wish members the very best, and make your exit from the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;em&gt;The Active Side of Infinity&lt;/em&gt;, don Juan advises Castaneda that in order to let "&lt;em&gt;inner silence&lt;/em&gt; set in and become an active part" of him, he has to break away from life as he knows it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Your breaking point," he said, "is to discontinue your life as you know it. You have done everything I told you, dutifully and accurately. If you are talented, you never show it. That seems to be your style. You're not slow, but you act as if you were. You're very sure of yourself, but you act as if you were insecure. You're not timid, and yet you act as if you were afraid of people. Everything you do points at one single spot: you need to break all that, ruthlessly." (&lt;em&gt;The Active Side of Infinity&lt;/em&gt;, Carlos Castaneda) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Note that don Juan is suggesting that Castaneda is playing a game of false humility. He already is self-assured but is pretending so he can fit in with "race mind" beliefs. At first, Castaneda is very reluctant to follow don Juan's advice as he doesn't want to leave his old life behind. Eventually, circumstances makes him break away from the old life in order to live as Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in many group situations and I always knew when it was time to leave. Once, with a particular teacher, there came a point when I could see other truths that did not fit in with the teaching and introduced these ideas, but the teacher didn't like this at all. It felt like I was challenging his authority, which wasn't my intention. I had to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is meekness? The scriptures talk about the meek inheriting the earth. The Spirit can be described as meek as it is in all but lets humanity believe It is not present. Those who are meek realise they are also the One Spirit. The meek do not pretend to be less than to make others feel comfortable with their beliefs; nor do they pretend to be greater than to make others feel small. The meek realise that all is the One Spirit. As Spirit you do inherit the earth for Spirit is all in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the notion of false humility. If you think about it, there is only One Spirit anyway experiencing life as all. The One is omniscient. When you realise yourself as the One, there is nothing you need to learn, nor do you need to pretend to be small. To pretend to be small is not only false humility but doing yourself a disservice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus: Who, being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God." (Philippians 2: 5-6)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am meekness,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/true-freedom_18.html"&gt;True Freedom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111788305714329863?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111788305714329863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111788305714329863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/false-humility-versus-meekness.html' title='False Humility versus Meekness'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111782106203482978</id><published>2005-06-03T17:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:36:26.586Z</updated><title type='text'>Manna From Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The substance of the Universe is Light, also called universal energy, prana or chi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to think we see with our eyes or hear with our ears. In truth we see with Mind. Thus, Mind reveals the universe through the sensory organs or in other ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years I've experienced the Light in different ways. First, I experienced the world as a tremor. Waiting for trains used to be a real adventure for me because the tracks were continuously in motion, an eternal shimmer that made the tracks appear formless and solid at the same time.  I wondered whether others could see this. I was forever looking down at the tracks. Sometimes the shimmer would get so "bad" I would think I was going to fall on the tracks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've studied energy healing techniques. When I studied &lt;a href="http://www.pranichealing.com/"&gt;Pranic Healing&lt;/a&gt; we were taught how to feel the universal life energy. Again, Mind revealed the energy through feelings and sensations and as fine films of light around people and objects. Some students could see energy as different shades of light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also see the Source of Light with my inner version as the brightest Light. The Light also has a sound which is like the way electrical instruments hum but not quite. I know I can hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was walking home yesterday I was deep in thought, then I stopped thinking.  All around me were zillions of fine light drizzling silently, at least they appear to be falling the way rain falls, and evenly distributed. I have observed that they are not as visible indoors as they are outdoors particularly around trees and woodland areas.  The main thing is when I'm in silence I tend to notice energy more than when I'm thinking. It doesn't mean the energy is not still there when I'm thinking, I just don't notice It as much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is such a thing called Mana from Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Divine Love for providing us so super-abundantly to meet all our needs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111782106203482978?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111782106203482978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111782106203482978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/manna-from-heaven.html' title='Manna From Heaven'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111779605749757013</id><published>2005-06-03T10:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-31T11:36:08.127Z</updated><title type='text'>It's Like...I'm Possessed or Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Well, Ms Joseph, you speak about being possessed, would you like to describe what that feels like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know, it's just that I don't feel like myself. No, I feel like myself but more myself? No, I feel like a different person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In what way are you a different person?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I feel happy all the time. I mean, I wake up and I'm in total bliss. I could have a headache and still blissful. What's all that about? It's not normal, Doctor, it's utter madness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm! I see. What other feelings come up for you? Do you see things?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yes, I see things but not things that other people see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You mean you hallucinate?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't know if you can call it hallucinating. I see Light."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Light?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, light, not like light as in sunshine, this light is Light that is more beautiful than any light we've seen and it's wonderful to be with. This Light is me, you, everyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean it's everyone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just that, everyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm! Interesting! Do you hear voices?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes I do, one voice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What does the voice say? Does it tell you to do things?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The voice is always talking about love, how I am love, how everyone is love, how love is all there is. The voice inspires me to write about love. It's like...I'm possessed or something by love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm! Very interesting, go on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The voice also advises me on how to resolve problems I think I have. But the voice never judges me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anything else?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not that I can think of right now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you get a feeling of wanting to save the world or save others?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good Lord, no. What makes you think of such a thing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't see yourself as a messiah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No way. The voice doesn't tell me to save others, if that's what you are implying. Why would I want to save anyone when everyone has the same voice within? Anyone can hear this voice when s/he listens with an open mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What exactly is this voice? Do you know it's origin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think...no, I know this voice is my real voice, my one true voice. And another thing, most of the time the voice is silent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If the voice is silent how does it speak to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The silence forms into words...it's difficult to explain, but I get a sense of knowing what things are. I can look at someone and have a sense of knowing in silence and then try to put that knowing into words. Do you understand me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Not really, but let's continue. You say you feel as if you've been possessed which makes you feel like a "different person." I want to explore this "different person." In what way do you feel different?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like I said, I feel joyful and blissful all the time and that is not normal is it? Is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what I'm trying to determine. Please continue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I used to feel depressed a lot and considered suicide many times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aha, you have suicidal tendencies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I said I used to but then this, whatever it is, took over and I changed into this nice, loving, joyful person. I don't think about suicide anymore, I haven't for a long time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm! This is puzzling. You say you are always happy and blissful and thinking nice thoughts. I don't see a problem. Why are you here? Why have you made this appointment to see me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love feeling joyful and peaceful all the time. The thing is other people don't think it's normal. They think it's pure madness. Tell me doctor as you're the expert in these matters. What's wrong with being joyful? Is there anything wrong with me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/06/smile-please.html"&gt;Smile Please!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111779605749757013?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111779605749757013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111779605749757013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-likeim-possessed-or-something.html' title='It&apos;s Like...I&apos;m Possessed or Something'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111771722169951640</id><published>2005-06-02T12:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-02T13:00:21.746Z</updated><title type='text'>Making Waves</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So I’m sitting watching birds frolicking around in a pond. A swan dives in causing eddies around the pond. I watch the whirlpool extend to the other side of the pond, seemingly touching other birds. Are the other birds really affected by the swan's actions? While the waves appear to have changed the flow within the pond, nothing really changes. The other birds are happy in their spots feeding and frolicking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the pond as Universal Intelligence; and the waves are our life experiences. Each of us is like the swan, firmly rooted in his little space in the pond yet having total access to the entire pond. Nothing can change who he is. While the swan has dominion of the pond, his dominion does not frustrate the needs of other birds. They are all totally taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Spirit, we are also firmly rooted in Universal Intelligence. You could dream up fabulous adventures which you believe will change the world and encourage or inspire others, but they won't make a dent on the infinite Universal Intelligence that we are. I can write millions of articles on Truth but these articles are only waves in the pond. Nothing I do or say can make a dent on Infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's fun to make waves just for the hell of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Universal Intelligence,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111771722169951640?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111771722169951640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111771722169951640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/making-waves.html' title='Making Waves'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111771183346781034</id><published>2005-06-02T10:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-02T11:36:17.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Can Be Added To or Taken Away from Perfection</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect." (Matthew 5: 48)&lt;/blockquote&gt;The human experience appears to be imperfect what with...well you know...all sorts seeming to be going on. You try to make yourself perfect by preening and healing; always seeking to add to what is already perfect.  Or you try to do the reverse; you try to remove stuff in order to make yourself whole and perfect.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you improve what is already perfect? Of course not, perfection is. But the world is imperfect, there are wars, famine, droughts, sickness and death, aren't they?  How can these be perfect?  I'm saying that what appears to be imperfect lies perfection.  I wrote in a piece called &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-it-means-to-live-in-spiritual.html"&gt;What it Means to Live in a Spiritual Universe&lt;/a&gt; that a grit can feel quite hard on one's eye when experienced as a grit, but when experienced as Love it is formless and cannot hurt the eye.  The world might appear to be imperfect and will continue to appear so for those who continue to perceive it as such. When people shift to realising that all is Love, they will witness the very thing they consider "evil" transform in front of their very eyes.  You will see the world reveal its "hidden treasures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the film, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0100802/"&gt;Total Recall&lt;/a&gt; the people on Mars are struggling for survival with many of the inhabitants now mutants. Quaid and his girlfriend, Melina discover that there is an alien technology that once released can give the planet free oxygen and transform the atmosphere.  But the leader, Cohaagen, is determined to stay in control and is not prepared to give up this technology without a fight.  Quaid manages to release the technology. Before the atmosphere is transformed there is a massive upheaval resembling earthquakes and volcanic eruptions. During this time, Quaid, Melina and Cohaagen are thrown out into the Mars atmosphere. Their bodies can't cope with the environment and they are choking so much their eyes pop out. It is only after the atmosphere has been transformed and the air within has been released that Quaid and Melina return to normal. Cohaagen does not survive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this movie is a metaphor for the treasures that appear "buried" all because of one's inability to perceive what is.  I read somewhere that a little image of a smiling &lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,3-1634676_1,00.html"&gt;Buddha&lt;/a&gt; was uncovered during last year's Asian tsunami.  Though I don't buy the idea of disasters being "acts of God," this is a metaphor of the treasures that already exists right here and right now.  It's a matter of shift of perception.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how imperfect one feels or experiences the world, perfection is. You might be in pain or see your body as imperfect but you body is already perfect. In order for perfection to be made manifest, you have to hold the vision of perfection, or know it is present. You have to be like a sculptor who already sees the perfect sculpture in a stone.  His work is to bring this image into being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be added to or taken away from Perfection. Perfection is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Perfection be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111771183346781034?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111771183346781034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111771183346781034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-can-be-added-to-or-taken-away.html' title='Nothing Can Be Added To or Taken Away from Perfection'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111770701633852490</id><published>2005-06-02T10:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-02T10:19:17.840Z</updated><title type='text'>It's Love Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You wake up and think it's another day, whatever it is. Is it a day of work, rest or play?  Is it a day when you usually do such and such? Is it a day you've been programmed to do such and such?  Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a ritual when I wake up every morning and my first thoughts are: "This is Love Day. It's a day filled with love, joy and is exceedingly good.  Thank you Universe that Love is all there is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I think or sing the words of Psalm 118, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it." (Psalm 118: 24)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Acknowledging a Day of Love connects me to the essence of the Universe which is Love. I am also connected to the Love that everyone is; even people who are angry have an intent to be Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world may tell us there are 7 days of the week. I say there is only One Day of Love. Every day is another slice of this One Love Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day is it today?&lt;br /&gt;Why, it's Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;No, it is Love Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is Love Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/all-is-love_07.html"&gt;All is Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111770701633852490?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111770701633852490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111770701633852490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-love-day.html' title='It&apos;s Love Day!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111763760970361488</id><published>2005-06-01T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-01T14:53:29.730Z</updated><title type='text'>What's the Difference?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I like to save copies of all my articles on email. I usually email myself a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I logged into my email and got excited that I had received an email, which I always do. The server was taking its time to connect so I did other stuff. When I went back to check my email I realised it was an email I’d sent myself earlier but I hadn’t marked it as read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am usually able to tell emails apart when I have thoughts of the person sending it. If I can’t now tell the difference between an email from me, Enocia, and an email from someone else, it shows there really is no difference between me and other me's in other human forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also demonstrates that to have relationships and experiences one has to pretend that one is separate. When I'm pretending, I can have different feelings about someone when that person is with me, but when I think about the same person when we are "apart" I feel the same love I feel for myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about our uniqueness? I know I express myself in my own unique way. This uniqueness is still at the point where we are pretending to be individuals in order to express ourselves. There is a point when all is One and there is no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it's fun to pretend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One in Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111763760970361488?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111763760970361488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111763760970361488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/whats-difference.html' title='What&apos;s the Difference?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111762538338381108</id><published>2005-06-01T10:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-01T13:49:36.326Z</updated><title type='text'>The Spiritual Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I think this is the distinctive difference between the spirit and the soul. The soul is on a journey with many twists and turns in the road of life. But the spirit is high above the road, overarching it from beginning to end, and knows the peace that passes understanding, the contentment that is never shaken, the Paradise that is ours to enjoy forever. The great thing about this is that we may experience the Paradise while still on the road! The flesh is heavy and weak, but the spirit is willing and waiting. With a few simple techniques, a longing heart, and trust in God's promise to meet us if we seek Him/Her, we can take a break from the lonesome road and enter into 'the congregation of God.'" (&lt;em&gt;Jesus: His words Decoded, His Mystery Teachings Revealed&lt;/em&gt;, John Van Auken)&lt;/blockquote&gt;When I first went on the spiritual path it was because I wanted to be free of the personality/ego and beliefs of the collective human consciousness. Although I wasn't fully conscious of the time, I was faced with two paths: the path of learning many lessons; and the path of being who I already am, who already knows all and is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identifying oneself as human can make one so fragmentedthat if the real You were to stand before you, you'd fall down and worship yourself. For years I was also fragmented but my real Self never gave up on me. She was always reminding of who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First were the many visions of the Inner Light during meditation. I knew myself to be that Light and the Light of all. This Light made me realise that when people encounter the Light during a near-death experience the individual is meeting Himself, though the Light is usually mistaken for God, Buddha or Christ etc, according to one’s religious or spiritual belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, was when I encountered some entities, during meditation, who call themselves Vector8. They are a collective consciousness of Perfection appearing as Light. They reminded me that I was part of that collective and what I was here to do or be. I was very excited at the time and believed I was going to channel their teachings. But they were having none of it. Anyone can channel lovely ideas but ideas are nothing if they are not applied in one’s life. If there was going to be any channelling, it was going to be living the ideas not simply channelling them in writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago I went on a two month retreat where I was meditating and contemplating truth. I started hearing screeching sounds which made me think I was losing my mind. After a few weeks the sound dissolved into profound silence. I then saw a being of Light who suggested that I go into the world and live as the Light. I was also inspired to share my experiences with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my life experiences, at first, there were many lessons to learn. After a while the Inner Voice reminded me that I am That, therefore, I don’t need to learn any lessons. I could either be who I am or get stuck on a “spiritual path” looking for lessons or creating experiences so I can learn from them. I followed my advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the inner voice reminded me that there is no cause to the universe and that looking for causes - material, emotional or mental - is a distraction from being who I am. Again I listened to my advice and was able to demonstrate this truth in my life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest challenge was trusting that all Good is already present and I need do nothing but let it unfold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I realised that there is only One Spirit in all, thus I am in fact everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Spirit in expression, I am Joy, Bliss and Love. No matter what is happening I am the same. I know all as Love. Life is fun. There's nothing to learn in Spirit just pure being and that being can be expressed here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of life is to love.&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of life is to be Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the spiritual path is living with the truth that life is Spirit and where there is Spirit there is liberty, fun, joy, light and love and being one with all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was waiting at a bus stop. My attention was focused in the direction of where the buses were coming from but I was compelled to look at someone beside me. I saw a baby in a buggy gazing at me with such love. He reached out to me, wishing me to lift him out. I couldn't take him out of the buggy as he was strapped in it, but I sat next to him and held his hand. Here was a fellow “spirit friend” saying hello. I sat with him in silence, occasionally speaking to his mother, until their bus arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the following song lyrics expresses living as the One Spirit perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Oh, it's a jolly holiday&lt;br /&gt;With Mary&lt;br /&gt;Mary makes your 'eart so light&lt;br /&gt;When the day is gray&lt;br /&gt;And ordinary&lt;br /&gt;Mary makes the sun shine bright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh 'appiness is bloomin'&lt;br /&gt;All around 'er&lt;br /&gt;The daffodils are smilin'&lt;br /&gt;At the dove&lt;br /&gt;When Mary 'olds your 'and&lt;br /&gt;You feel so grand&lt;br /&gt;Your 'eart starts beatin'&lt;br /&gt;Like a big brass band&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's a jolly holiday with Mary&lt;br /&gt;No wonder that it's Mary that we love! &lt;a href="http://www.fpx.de/fp/Disney/Lyrics/Jolly%20Holiday"&gt;Jolly Holiday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111762538338381108?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111762538338381108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111762538338381108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/spiritual-path.html' title='The Spiritual Path'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111753936248031449</id><published>2005-05-31T11:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-31T11:52:41.160Z</updated><title type='text'>What It Means to Live in a Spiritual Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I spent part of yesterday afternoon meditating in a park . I experienced all as Love and all as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you realise that there is only One Spirit/Love, your experience of the world changes. The best way to describe it is by a demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked home there was a sudden gust of wind and I ended up with grit in my eye. My eye stung. My first reaction was to deny the cause, that there was nothing in my eye. It didn't work, my eye still stung. Of course, it's not grit, it's a Love grit! Love is formless. The grit dissolved into formless Love and felt like nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is written in the scriptures,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved: he uttered his voice, the earth melted." (Psalm 46: 6)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I see the heathen and kingdoms moving as the belief that the universe has a material, emotional or mental cause. The "voice" is the realisation that the Universe is Spirit/Love. To be Spirit and continue to experience yourself as Spirit, the Psalmist tells us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Be still, and know that I am God." (Psalm 46: 10)&lt;/blockquote&gt;It is in stillness, in silence that one experiences that there is only One Love/Spirit in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once one realises that Love is all there is, the Universe is transformed into the formless. A wall that used to be hard when you bang your head against it is now soft. A grit that is hard on the eye dissolves into nothing. Has the universe disappeared? Yes and No. Yes the material, emotional and mental cause universe has disappeared; but the universe still remains but is now experienced as spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of what the implications are when one experiences the universe as spiritual. What would happen if all the things generally agreed to be evil, such as guns and missiles, were experienced as Spirit? Can bullets injure you if you no longer perceive bullets as matter? Reminds me of a story I read in David Icke’s book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When King Louis XIV of France sought to purge the Huguenots in the 1600s, his death squads found a group known as the Camisards in the Cevennes Valley who simply would not die under any circumstances. Michael Talbot writes: &lt;blockquote&gt;'In an official report sent to Rome, one of the persecutors, a prior named Abbe du Chayla complained that no matter what he did, he could not succeed in harming the Camisards. When he ordered them shot, the musket balls would be found flattened between their clothing and their skin. When he closed their hands upon burning coals, they were not harmed, and when he wrapped them head to toe in cotton soaked with oil and set them on fire, they did not burn.'" (Tales from the Time Loop, by David Icke, page 366)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;It makes perfect sense to me that the persecutors, who perceived reality as dual, good versus evil, couldn't kill the Camisards. The Camisards must have realised that the universe is Spirit/Love and that they are Spirit. Can Love be what it is not? Realising the universe as Spirit opens up untold possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live in a spiritual universe one doesn't need to "die", ascend or teleport to another realm, one only needs to realise that the universe is spiritual and observe as the spiritual universe unveils itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Know what is in thy sight, and what is hidden from thee will be revealed to thee. For there is nothing hidden which will not be manifest.” (The Gospel of Thomas)&lt;/blockquote&gt;All is Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111753936248031449?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111753936248031449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111753936248031449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-it-means-to-live-in-spiritual.html' title='What It Means to Live in a Spiritual Universe'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111753199279309189</id><published>2005-05-31T08:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-04T11:18:49.643Z</updated><title type='text'>A Kite Can Only Be a Kite</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A few days ago I discussed kites with my mother. I asked her when she last flew one but she couldn't remember. I said I love watching kites being flown. The next day when I went home my mother told me she'd heard an advert for "Kite Day" at a park. She'd written down the details in case I was interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Kite Day. I didn't have a kite but I thought it would be fun watching others. There were mostly kids running around trying to get their kites up. As I watched them I reminisced over how much fun I had flying kites as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was living in Freetown, Sierra Leone at the time. We had this tradition to fly kites around Easter. I didn't know what the symbolism was, whether it was because of the Resurrection of Christ, but it was a great opportunity to fly kites. It took weeks to prepare for the actual day. As we made our own kites, you had to buy the right kite paper, the right sticks and stuff that comes with kite-making. We also had to have strong thread, which we called "twine." The twines were so tough it was difficult to break with your teeth. Once you've bought reams of twine, you had to find the right stick, not too fat and not too thin, to twine the thread. This was a pain-stakingly slow process where you twine the thread in a figure 8 fashion round the stick until it grew fatter and fatter. Of course you had to know when you've had enough twine on the stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, there was the kite-making process. My brother and cousins were very good kite-makers and even made some to sell. You had to be very careful when putting the kites out to dry as those kite papers were very delicate. We always had spares just in case. You also had to have the right tail for your kite as a tail determines how quickly a kite soars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, we flew kites on the Easter Bank Holiday Monday which falls during the dry season. We lived near a hill so it was very handy to fly kites. On a few occasions we also went to the beach but it was usually too crowded. As soon as we could we'd be up the hill with our kites accompanied by relatives, neighbours, friends, acquaintances, and strangers. It didn't matter that it was usually hot and you would be staring into the blazing sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a skill to kite flying; you have to know when to let your kite coast for a while and when to release more twine and let it rise higher. Every time my kite reached another level I would shriek with delight. Inevitably, a competition would ensue over whose kite could fly the highest. Some of those competitions ended up in disaster where someone's kite would get intertwined with another or, even worse, someone's kite would get stuck up a tree. But it was all part of the fun of flying kites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would reluctantly return home, some with kites still intact, and others with their kites flapping round a tree or telegraph pole, but filled with memories of another successful kite day that we could relive for days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the park, as I watched kids playing with their kites I thought about how kites can only fly. It doesn't matter whether the kite is nose-diving or the flyer can't get it up, kites are made to fly. If a kite is not flying in actuality, it is still flying in one's imagination. A kite can be nothing but a kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of my essence as Spirit. It is my nature to love, be joyful and be free. It is my nature to soar. Beliefs cannot change what I am. There is no power that can prevent me being who I am. I can only be Spirit because it is my nature to be Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a passage from the scriptures that expresses the inevitability of Being perfectly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come: Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. " (Romans 8: 38-39)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Nothing can stop me from soaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related poem: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/as-high-as-kite.html"&gt;As High as a Kite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111753199279309189?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111753199279309189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111753199279309189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/kite-can-only-be-kite.html' title='A Kite Can Only Be a Kite'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111728212457215864</id><published>2005-05-28T12:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-31T12:00:39.406Z</updated><title type='text'>Geese versus Pigeons, Part 2; and the Winner Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In a previous article called &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/geese-versus-pigeons.html"&gt;Geese versus Pigeons&lt;/a&gt;, I wrote that I have observed geese feeding on grass peacefully with more than enough food for all. I said I have observed that when humans feed pigeons they help create an artificial reality of lack where birds end up competing for the little food apparently available. I said that the Universe has already provided superabundantly for us all and we need to stop creating artificial needs and wants, and trust in what is already available for all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening, I went on a walk by a lake. The water's edge had no grass but lots of pebbles. A woman, a man and their young daughter were sitting on a broken bough enjoying their take-away meal. I sat beside them. They had attracted a flock of geese and pigeons. Now and again one of them would throw scraps at the birds. As there wasn't enough of the food to go round, the birds got into a fight. I watched a couple of geese fighting over chicken leg. Hmmm! Is it cannibalism if a goose is pecking at the bone of a chicken? The squabbles persisted between geese versus pigeons; goose versus goose; and pigeon versus pigeon, until the family finished their meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the family had left I observed the birds. I didn't have any food to give them, beside I didn't want to perpetuate further competition and violence. Now that there wasn't any human food, the birds turned their attention to what was already present. By my reckoning there were only stones and pebbles, but the pigeons and geese knew better. They pecked away at the ground. There was now more than enough of the "invisible" whatever it was to go round, and the birds fed peacefully together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what I mean about feeding birds. Leave the birds alone and they will find what has already been provided for them. I believe an invisible hand takes care of all their needs without any help from humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The help birds get is like grass and wild-flowers that grow without human help. Humans believe they have such a deep understanding of nature and how plants grow, but I believe that if nature was left to her own devises, we will see flowers of such resplendence, we will be amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Good is already present. If only we'd let Life be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Universe,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111728212457215864?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111728212457215864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111728212457215864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/geese-versus-pigeons-part-2-and-winner.html' title='Geese versus Pigeons, Part 2; and the Winner Is...'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111727875978578949</id><published>2005-05-28T10:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2005-05-28T11:49:42.486Z</updated><title type='text'>A Demonstration of Oneness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I believe that only One exists.  It is an immutable truth of the universe whether one is aware of this or not. By Oneness I don't mean being at one with, but the One being the One. We are like CD replicas of the original, thus, each of us is the entire universe; the One being the One. Once you realise yourself as the One you also realise that the Universe is always on your side for the One has no opposition.  Though from the human or personality level, it might seem as if you go through challenges, they are not challenges, nor are they lessons; the One is totally complete and there's nothing to learn. The challenges are actually You giving yourself various gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week the same channel (not a movie channel) has shown one of my favourite films, &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;id=1800267910"&gt;Jerry Maguire&lt;/a&gt; twice. I believe it is a perfect example to show how oneness works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry is a sports agent in a successful firm with lots of clients. One day one of his clients is injured and is admitted in a hospital. He is at the client's bedside giving his support. The athlete's young son is very upset. He blames Jerry for not encouraging his father to stop playing.  The boy's words have a huge impact on Jerry. He starts feeling guilty.  One night he can't sleep as he keeps thinking of the boy and his injured client. He starts getting ideas and decides to write them down. These ideas develop into a manifesto. In the manifesto Jerry recalls the reason why he became a sports agent, to serve, and he suggests that if agents reduce their clients and salaries, agents will be able to offer better service to their clients. He is so enthusiastic he goes to an all-night printers to have his manifesto printed, copied, and bound. He ensures everyone as this firm receives a copy.  Jerry has taken the first step to following his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he returns to work the next day, on the surface level, his colleagues seem very supportive of his ideas. They even applaud him and commend him on expressing what many are thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry's life continues as usual.  He's still with his fiancée.  On a plane trip he is sitting in the first class section explaining to another passenger how he proposed to his fiancée.  On the same plane is Dorothy, a young single-mother who works in the accounts department of the same firm as Jerry. She is sitting in the "economy" section of the plane but close enough to hear Jerry describe his romantic proposal to his girlfriend.  When they get off the plane, Dorothy can't find her son, Ray.  While she's calling out to Ray, Jerry appears. He helps her find Ray. Dorothy tells him how much she enjoyed reading his manifesto and how inspiring it was. They chat for a while and say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jerry returns to work, he is invited to lunch by his colleague. His colleague takes him to a restaurant to fire him.  Apparently, Jerry's manifesto hasn't gone down too well with his employer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry is furious he's been fired but believes he can make it on his own. He intends to poach as many clients as he can with him. He starts phoning his clients to propose his commitment to offer them better service. At the same time, his colleague is phoning Jerry's clients to remind them that it is in their best interest to stay with the firm.  In the end the only client Jerry is left with is a two-tier footballer called Rod Tidwell. Rod believes he is treated unfairly and desperate to have the right contract as he has a family to support. His catchword is "show me the money."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jerry leaves the firm he invites others to join him in his new venture. The only one who decides to go with him is Dorothy from the accounts department.  (It's interesting that she is called Dorothy. Reminds me of Dorothy of the &lt;a href="http://www.reelclassics.com/Musicals/Wizoz/wizoz.htm"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/a&gt; who, accompanied by three friends, follow the yellow brick road to find the Wizard who would tell her how to return home). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry is now without a steady income, has only one client and one member of staff.  But he's determined to achieve success with his one and only client. He also decides to break up with his fiancée as he no longer feels connected to her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry starts promoting Rod with earnest.  While Rod is very much in love with his wife and loves his family, Jerry believes Rod's "chip on his shoulder" attitude is stopping him from achieving financial success. Jerry thinks Rod is too focused on making money, i.e. what he can get, rather than loving the game, i.e. what he can give. While they have a few fall-outs, they grow to respect one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry's friendship with Dorothy grows deeper and Dorothy falls in love with him, but Jerry is not so sure about his feelings for her. When Dorothy is offered a job out of state, Jerry suggests they get married. But his heart is not really in the marriage, though he loves his step-son, Ray.  Soon Dorothy decides they should break up as she is not prepared to live in a loveless marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Rod is injured in a game and is lying unconscious. All attention is focused on Rod Tidwell. His wife, watching the game on television, is distraught. The medics are sent round to assist Rod. When Rod comes round he realises he's managed to attract everyone's attention. When he gets up, the crowd cheer and chant his name. Rod is overjoyed that he is receiving so much attention; his dream has finally come true.  Jerry capitalises on his new-found fame and manages to secure Rod the contract of his dreams. Rod is even invited on a television programme he's always dreamed of taking part in. Because of the closeness Rod and Jerry share, another footballer starts wondering why he is not being "loved" in the same way. While  Rod is enjoying his new-found fame and success, Jerry starts thinking of Dorothy. He realises he is in love with her. He returns home to Dorothy and tells her his life is empty without her and that she completes him.  They end up being reconciled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jerry's experiences are perceived from the personality level, his life is filled with challenges. He shares his ideas of how he and his colleagues can provide a better service. Is he thanked for his ideas? No.  He's fired from a job he loves, loses all but one of his clients, and his colleagues reject him.  But from the perspective of Oneness, Jerry is being supported all the way. How?  Remember there is only the One, thus, there is only Jerry being Jerry. Jerry is appearing as ALL the experiences.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry is his client who gets injured. Jerry is the client's son who makes him realise he's been thinking too much of making money and not about clients' needs. Jerry is the ideas expressed in his manifesto on how to provide better service; how to be Love. Jerry is the employer who fires him. Jerry is all of his clients who refuse to move with him.  Jerry is his colleagues who are too comfortable in their jobs to risk their future in the unknown.  Jerry is Dorothy who trusts in his ideas, supports him in his new venture and loves him. Jerry is Dorothy's young son, Ray, who reminds him that life is fun. Jerry is Rod Tidwell who trusts in him.  Jerry is Rod lying unconscious, which gives him lots of attention, sympathy and eventual financial success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry is actually the total experience played out that life is about loving what you do and love attracts love in the form of success and money, if that's what you wish to experience. Put another way, Jerry is the unfolding of the ideas in the manifesto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, each of us is the One.  When you have made the intention, you need to trust in yourself as the One. It is you, the One appearing as the various experiences necessary for the intention to be made manifest. You cannot oppose yourself. While life might seem to be against you, it is never the case. What appears to be against you is actually part of the process. There are no lessons to learn in Oneness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie, &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;id=1800267910"&gt;Jerry Maguire&lt;/a&gt; is about how one man chooses to express his idea of love in all ways. I believe it is a perfect demonstration of Oneness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the One,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/index.php?p=44"&gt;A Demonstration of Omnipresence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-you-love-loves-you-back.html"&gt;What You Love Loves You Back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111727875978578949?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111727875978578949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111727875978578949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/demonstration-of-oneness.html' title='A Demonstration of Oneness'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111720592482982308</id><published>2005-05-27T14:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-27T14:58:44.863Z</updated><title type='text'>Love, the Master Shape-Shifter</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;On a bus journey the other day, I had a thought to experience what if feels like being a cat. I was not to be at one with a cat but to be a cat. At first I felt my body change, I felt bouncy as if I was about to lunge at something then I felt goose-bumps and then silence, pure bliss. I could have stayed in that state for the whole journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice suggested I try being a lion. I did and I felt bliss.&lt;br /&gt;What about a snake? Same feeling.&lt;br /&gt;And a worm? Same feeling. &lt;br /&gt;How about a tree? Same feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Why not try being someone, anyone? Again I felt bliss.&lt;br /&gt;What about being a house, a car, a computer, a television, money, clothes, or jewellery? I felt bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, shape-shifting goes beyond personalities, beliefs and forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shape-shifting exercise revealed that, for me, there really isn't any difference between animals, people, things and money. They are all Love, Bliss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It now makes sense why I used to react in the same way to music I loved or music I didn't.  With music I loved I would get goose-bumps and and feel immense bliss.  I would react in the same way to music I didn't much care for, which was really annoying. It's as if the essence of music was seeking expression, no matter what the personality believes.  Music is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since all is Love, what better way to attract experiences in your life than being Love? Just be Love no matter what, however one experiences Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind the many masks passing off as people, things, animals and experiences, there is only One Master Shape-Shifter called Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Shape-Shifter,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111720592482982308?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111720592482982308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111720592482982308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-master-shape-shifter.html' title='Love, the Master Shape-Shifter'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111719946389616687</id><published>2005-05-27T11:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:24:02.710Z</updated><title type='text'>There is No Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts." (Isaiah 55: 8-9)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away." (1 Corinthians 13: 9-10)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Science tells us that if you examine a human cell under a microscope and keep magnifying it you'll find the cell disappears into nothing but empty space. It would seem that our bodies are empty space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your stomach is growling away and you believe you've got empty space that needs filling. You look in your fridge and see empty space, you believe you are lacking in food provision, right? Your purse is empty indicating you have no money. How are you going to fill that empty space in your fridge and in your stomach with an empty purse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around you and you see lots of empty spaces with buildings, people and nature occupying these spaces. Is what you are perceiving actually true? Space has no reality. How can that be? There is space all around. There is not a single place where Love is not. By Love, I mean the substance of the universe that gives rise to form. Since Love is everywhere, how can there be any space? Space is, therefore, a false belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The belief in space gives rise to time. If there is space between here and there, you need time to experience the distance between here and there. Space and time go together like horse and carriage. Hehehe. Seriously, space and time give rise to cause and effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Love is everywhere, even in what appears to be empty space, this means that there is all Good everywhere, albeit formless. Formless Love is what appears as what we need to experience life. But if we go round thinking we are experiencing empty space, we are seeing "through a glass, darkly." And what you perceive is what you experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul has written that faith is "the evidence of things not seen." (Hebrews 11: 1) In other words, your senses cannot discern what is already present. Your senses cannot discern that the empty fridge and purse are already overflowing with Substance that is all Goodness ready for you to call It forth. If you believe only in what you can see, you are in great lack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are one who only believes what you experience with the senses, you have a sense consciousness which cannot be relied upon. The sense consciousness tends to have things back to front. When someone is annoyed with you and she is silent, you say she is giving you the "silent treatment." Silent treatment is how one who has sense consciousness deals with misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people sit together and they are not speaking, people feel uncomfortable. Verbal and external communication are the only ways one who has sense consciousness believes people communicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But our real consciousness is Spirit/Love which communes in silence. In silence one experiences total communication. In silence there are no misunderstandings; all is known. Now do you see why the sense consciousness is not reliable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're one who is seeking perfect health, know that your body reveals your consciousness. If you have a sense consciousness, space is very real to you. Space will manifest as gaps, vacuums, or the equivalent. Remember, vacuums will always seek to be filled with something, even if that something is science fiction. With Spirit consciousness, there are no gaps; there is only Perfection being perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Love is all there is, there is no time to wait, nor is there any such reality as cause and effect. If it seems as if you're waiting, hold fast to the truth that there is no space and that every moment is Love in manifestation. What seems like waiting has a purpose, all part of the unfolding of Divine Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this, I can't say I have achieved perfection in all ways. Part of the process of "waiting" has been letting go of beliefs and learning to do nothing, and trusting in Love to perfect all that concerns me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust in Substance to be Substance.&lt;br /&gt;I trust in Truth to be Truth.&lt;br /&gt;I trust in Spirit to be Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;I trust in Perfection to be Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;I trust in Love to be Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no space.&lt;br /&gt;Love is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111719946389616687?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111719946389616687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111719946389616687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/there-is-no-space.html' title='There is No Space'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111718946517957516</id><published>2005-05-27T10:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:01:35.566Z</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Your Own Salvation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You have heard about a wonderful park that is filled with beautiful flowers. The park is there for everyone to enjoy.  While you can ask someone who has been to the park to describe the park in detail, your experience will only be vicarious. In order to have the experience from your perspective, you're going to have to make the journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spiritual path is very similar. It doesn't matter how many books you've read, or how many teachers you study with, sooner or later you're going to have to experience the truth for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much we believe in one Mind, I have come to realise that another's realisation does not make me self-realised. If that were the case there wouldn't be a need for religions or spiritual teachings. There wouldn't be a need to have this experience on earth. Each of us has to work out our own salvation, as Paul puts it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here to explore life to the fullest. While I am grateful for the many who have walked the "path" before me and have left useful road "maps" behind, I know that I have to explore life myself. I have to live the truth out for myself. This is what makes life fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun on your journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111718946517957516?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111718946517957516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111718946517957516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/work-out-your-own-salvation.html' title='Work Out Your Own Salvation'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111718785035211996</id><published>2005-05-27T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-27T13:44:55.553Z</updated><title type='text'>Geese versus Pigeons</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Lo, this only have I found, that God hath made man upright; but they have sought out many inventions." (Ecclesiastes 7: 29)&lt;/blockquote&gt;During my walk by the river yesterday, I saw a gaggle of geese, 8 of them, feeding together. They were pecking at grass. There was enough grass for everyone to simply graze away, if it is grazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try feeding pigeons and you attract a whole caboodle and they get into a fight over food. There is no reason why pigeons need to depend on humans for food. There are always signs in parks asking people not to feed the pigeons. Surely, the One who sustains the geese can provide superabundantly for pigeons if we trust in the Universe. Is it possible that well-meaning humans have made pigeons competitive and aggressive? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geese and Pigeons are metaphors for the two ways of being: one natural and the other artificial. Ask anyone what they truly desire and they will tell you they seek wholeness, fulfilment, love, peace and sustenance. All our needs have already been met superabundantly, just like the geese have been provided with lush grass to last them for eternity. But humans have created false desires that have to be met; and in order to meet these false desires, they have to be manufactured, which cost money. People then have to compete for these unnatural resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning, I woke up with a bunged up nose and I was coughing. I got dressed and went to collect my mother's prescription from the pharmacist. By the time I arrived at the chemist, I was back to normal. Did I do or take anything? Nope, I didn't give the symptoms further thought. While waiting for my mother's prescription, two customers came in asking about cough mixtures. The sales assistant suggested a particular brand that doesn't cause drowsiness. Before she handed them out she asked whether they had asthma or were taking other drugs. This made me realise that I am truly in the world but no longer of the world. Drugs and diets are no longer part of my reality. I don't exercise to stay healthy. I don't watch what I eat. I don't use anti-wrinkle creams as I don't age. I take no thought and let perfection be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening as I walked home I thought about how funny it would be when I am 100 years old and look like a 25 year old. Imagine being invited to the party that the King or Queen of the UK at the time hosts for centenarians and not allowed in because they think I'm not who I claim to be. How could you look so young at 100? This made me chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked past a man in his car. He asked me about an address in the neighbourhood and I told him. He said, "You are very pretty, do you know that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;"Are you rushing home to a boyfriend or husband?"&lt;br /&gt;"Nope, I haven't a boyfriend or a husband."&lt;br /&gt;"How come? Does this mean you're available?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I am available but he has to be like me."&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;"I mean he has to live a similar lifestyle."&lt;br /&gt;"You're not religious, are you? Are you a born-again Christian?"&lt;br /&gt;"No I'm not a born-again Christian, nor do I follow any religion. I am spiritual and I live my life by spiritual principles. So I expect my partner to be the same."&lt;br /&gt;"Do you mind if I ask you how old you are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him. (I am in my late thirties, but a woman never discloses her age on her blog. Hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't believe it! I'm really shocked." he said. "I bet you're always mistaken for a lot younger."&lt;br /&gt;"Yup. I don't believe in aging, spirits can't age."&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, I'm really shocked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me where I was originally from and I told him. He said his last girlfriend was also from Sierra Leone. We talked for a few minutes and I said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it odd how people get shocked when you don't age? It seems so unnatural to them. How can I grow old when I am Life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought again of the geese feeding together in harmony. They have all their needs met superabundantly. As Spirits we too have our needs met but we have to realise this and stop dreaming up artificial needs and resources. It is the artificial resources that let people behave like pigeons, fighting each other for food. Let us realise our true nature as geese and enjoy the fat of the land for free, for it is our heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;The Goose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-to-know-what-your-purpose-is.html"&gt;How to Know What Your Purpose Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111718785035211996?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111718785035211996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111718785035211996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/geese-versus-pigeons.html' title='Geese versus Pigeons'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111702832170759128</id><published>2005-05-25T13:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-25T13:42:31.916Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoodies Banned? Whatever Next!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have you heard of the shopping centre that has recently banned young people from wearing hoodies for fear of anti-social behaviour. (see &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/7897532/"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;) First they tell us what to wear and now they tell us what to wear when we go to certain places or else. Who do they consider as "young people?"  What if you look a lot younger than your years and are wearing a hoodie, does this mean you're not allowed in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, last night I watched a documentary on television called &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/religion/programmes/monastery/"&gt;The Monastery&lt;/a&gt; about a group of ordinary men who volunteered to spend 40 days and 40 nights in a monastery. Last night was the final episode. I was amused to note monks wear hoodies, though some might call them cowls. I wonder if young monks are allowed into the same shopping centre?  What about nuns who also wear hoodies? There must be a nun out there who does the occasional window-shopping as it must get tedious being in a convent, day in, day out. Sorry mother-superior, you've got a hoodie, you can't come in. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think hoodies have got a bad name because of the likes of &lt;a href="http://darthside.blogspot.com/"&gt;Darth Vader&lt;/a&gt; of Star Wars who went from being an honourable Jedi knight to being enticed by the dark side.  Surely, you can't tar everyone with the same brush as Darth Vader. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe all this hullabaloo is good publicity for the shopping centre which is not getting a single mention from me, though you will find the name in the link provided. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely won't be going shopping there as I know I'll be kicked out. I am a hoodie wearer and proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;The Hoodie &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111702832170759128?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111702832170759128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111702832170759128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/hoodies-banned-whatever-next_25.html' title='Hoodies Banned? Whatever Next!!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111702405234618573</id><published>2005-05-25T12:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-25T12:28:47.920Z</updated><title type='text'>What is Desire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Every single person is the entire Universe, seen and unseen.  Source is who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As humans, we have many desires. Desires are perfectly reasonable as it is Source's suggestions to express Self. Let's cut to the chase and examine some popular desires. In each example I shall list the attributes of Source and how this is translated into the human experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM FREEDOM&lt;br /&gt;You want to be financially secure and solvent so you can do whatever you want.&lt;br /&gt;You seek a life of adventure.&lt;br /&gt;You seek freedom of expression in all you do.  &lt;br /&gt;You want a lifestyle that doesn't tie you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM LOVE&lt;br /&gt;You seek out intimate relationships and friendships where you can love and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;You want to do what you love.&lt;br /&gt;You want to be happy and make others happy.&lt;br /&gt;You want to be appreciated for who you are.&lt;br /&gt;You crave attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM PEACE/BLISS&lt;br /&gt;You want peace of mind. &lt;br /&gt;You seek financial security which you believe will bring you peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;You want peace in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;You are interested in expressing and seeking out truth.&lt;br /&gt;You want to be true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You want to teach others how to see the truth of who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM PERFECTION&lt;br /&gt;You like taking care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You like others who look good.&lt;br /&gt;You go on various diets to attain your ideal weight.&lt;br /&gt;You have your standards of perfection and are critical of yourself and others for not meeting those standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM WHOLENESS&lt;br /&gt;You want to be healthy and try various diets and exercises to achieve this.&lt;br /&gt;You want to learn as many techniques as you can to heal yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ABUNDANCE/INFINITY&lt;br /&gt;You crave wealth and do all you can to amass wealth.&lt;br /&gt;You want to live a lavish lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above are a few attributes of Source. This is what makes our desires universal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, desires are perfectly natural. They are you as Source seeking expression.  In our quest to express Source, we attract many experiences. We are on a quest to express our attributes perfectly. What stops us from being who we are? I believe we don't trust in Source.  Let's say you are sick and want to be well as you know that your nature is wholeness. What usually happens is you look for a cause behind your illness or dream one up.  The way to wholeness is to realise you are already wholeness and let wholeness be. No matter what the disease, deny any cause and let wholeness be. In other words, acknowledge your desire for perfect health and know that what you are seeking is wholeness. Then let wholeness appear in the human way as perfect health. Remember Source can appear as anything if you let Her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier said than done? I know the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most difficult challenges for me has been to let Perfection be.  I have a spot on my face, for instance, and I have to pick it and try to make it go away. I apply all my healing techniques and dream up new ones to get rid of it. It is perfectly understandable that I should want to get rid of the spot as I know my nature is Perfection. But to let Perfection appear perfectly was a tricky one for me. I've learned to let life be and to stop looking for causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desires are natural. &lt;br /&gt;I see desires as Source generating ideas to express Self.&lt;br /&gt;I trust in Source to appear as the very thing or experience without interference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Source,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/problem-with-self-will.html"&gt;The Problem with Self-Will&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111702405234618573?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111702405234618573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111702405234618573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-is-desire_25.html' title='What is Desire?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111701495953529292</id><published>2005-05-25T08:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-26T13:10:53.026Z</updated><title type='text'>The Problem with Self-Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I watched a hilarious episode of the comedy, &lt;a href="http://allymcbeal.tktv.net/"&gt;Ally Mcbeal&lt;/a&gt;, last night. Ally is driving in her car when a handsome man pulls up beside her. She finds him attractive and removes her sun glasses so he can get a better look at her. By the time Ally turns to look at him the man has driven off and has been replaced by an old man; definitely not Ally's type.  Ally sees the handsome guy in front of her. He pulls up at a traffic light.  Ally starts wondering whether he's single. She tries to attract his attention by willing him to look in his rear-view mirror at her. He doesn't. There's only one thing to do to attract his attention: she rams into the back of his car.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they exchange insurance details the man starts to suspect Ally has driven into him on purpose to get his attention. Ally confesses that when a woman gets to thirty it's harder to meet men like him and she was helping things along. The man is not impressed with her methods of attracting men which makes Ally wish he was a pedestrian. To cut a long story short, the man, Dennis, comes round to Ally's office and asks her out on a date. On one level, Ally has got what she wanted: to go out with a gorgeous man. But things are not that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their date, everything is going well until Ally says something that makes Dennis laugh. Much to Ally's chagrin, Dennis has a ridiculous laughter that sounds like a pig which makes Ally cringe.  After their date, Dennis starts pursuing her; he sends Ally a large bouquet of flowers.  Ally's reaction to the flowers is: "Oh no!"  Ally tells Dennis she doesn't want to see him anymore. When Dennis asks her why she reluctantly admits she doesn't like his laugh. Dennis believes his laugh is infectious.  Ally tells Dennis that if she were his friend she would advise him to never laugh again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, Dennis returns to Ally's office with a neck brace claiming he was injured when Ally rammed into him. He has his brother with him, who is also his lawyer. He intends to sue Ally. He decides to settle for $25,000. Ally refuses to pay him. She blames Dennis for being at fault by pulling up in front of her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Dennis and his brother look at each other...and begin to laugh, snorting and braying together in a discordant symphony of ear-splitting cacophony. The Cage/Fish lawyers wince in pain. "Pay him! Pay him!!!" Ally says quickly, trying to escape the laughter. But it continues, echoing from the rooftops." &lt;a href="http://allymcbeal.tktv.net/"&gt;Ally Mcbeal&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;Go into any Mind, Body, Spirit section of a bookshop and you will see books galore about how to create your life, how to visualise anything you want, and how to make things happen. It's fine to have a sense of control over your life, after all we all deserve to be happy, but at what price? Are you able to create anything at the human level where everyone benefits?  Or are you like Ally Mcbeal who gets what she wants, but regrets it and has to pay to make the experience go away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could argue that experiences are neither good nor bad, that it's all part of the "learning curve." True, but why go through something that can be avoided? There is another way where you trust in the Universe. What do I mean by the Universe?  I am referring to my real Self whose awareness is omnipresent. Since Self is omnipresent, She always knows what is best for all concerned which makes Her omniscient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Ally McBeal example. The Universe had given Ally important clues. The first clue was when she saw the handsome man and he was instantly replaced by a man she didn't find in the least attractive.  The next clue was when Dennis was at the traffic light and he didn't look in his rear-view mirror at her. If the Universe had wanted them to get together, She wouldn't have Ally ramming into Dennis' car which was going to cost Ally to have both cars repaired. I believe Love is a lot simpler than that. Then again, Love being non-judgmental let Ally create her own experience, even if it came at a huge price.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back I fancied having a nice, warm, male hug. The Universe heard me. While I was browsing at a bookshop, the universe appeared as a young man who sat beside me. Soon we started chatting away and I found him interesting. He asked me to go for a meal. After the meal he asked me to go for a bus ride with him. As someone who loves travelling on buses, I knew he was a gift from the Universe. There's no way I, the human personality, would have come up with someone like him. It turned out to be a lovely evening where we both had fun, And I also ended up getting a lovely hug from him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personality has its own way of viewing the world. He sees his needs as separate from the whole, thus, he experiences the universe as "what am I going to get out of this?"  If you're coming from that perspective, you are like Ally McBeal trying to make things happen.  You have your techniques of how to get what you want. You might win the battle but end up losing the war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the Universe/Source, the loving presence in all. The Universe is everyone. To experience life one has to have desires. I see desires as Self wanting to seek expression. Self who appears as the desire knows how to appear as the desire in form.  So I've learned to stop trying to figure out how it's going to come about, but to trust and let the Universe appear as the very thing or experience. Just because the Universe appears as the experience doesn't mean the experience has to last forever. It could last for one evening, a day, a week or years. However long the experience, everyone is blessed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could create your own experiences, using self-will, and regard "failures" as learning experiences; or you could trust in the Universe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust in the Universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Universe,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-to-know-what-your-purpose-is.html"&gt;How to Know What Your Purpose Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111701495953529292?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111701495953529292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111701495953529292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/problem-with-self-will.html' title='The Problem with Self-Will'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111684507418951163</id><published>2005-05-23T10:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-25T13:06:37.083Z</updated><title type='text'>A Critical Analysis of the Eurovision Song Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Two days ago I watched the &lt;a href="http://www.eurovision.tv/english/index.htm"&gt;Eurovision Song Contest&lt;/a&gt;. For anyone who lives on another planet, it's a song contest for all countries who consider themselves to be in Europe. It can be very entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what I thought of this year's Eurovision? Sexist, sexist, sexist! There were far too many women singers. I mean, I don't fancy women; I am a red-blooded feminist female who demands to see more male bodies objectified in the media. The suffragists and suffragettes went through a lot for us women; can't recall now what they went through, but whatever they did go through must count for something. I didn't go through the torture of studying tedious feminist discourses to have them thrown back in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were far too few male totties in this year's contest. There was one guy who had the "pwoar" factor. My mother, who I was watching the Eurovision with at the time, reckoned he looked like the American actor &lt;a href="http://www.bradpittfan.com/"&gt;Brad Pitt&lt;/a&gt;. She thinks all good looking white guys look like Brad Pitt. I think she has a thing about Brad Pitt, bless her; haven't we all? One of my favourite groups in the contest were two gorgeous guys from Latvia. They looked like they should be in a boy band. The commentator, Terry Wogan, must have heard me because he said they looked like boy band rejects. They did very well as it goes, they came fifth in the contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about the Eurovision is that they all sound the same. Formerly, you could laugh at those quaint Europeans in their ridiculous outfits and funny songs, now most of them sing in English and dress the same. You could easily be watching an &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/"&gt;MTV&lt;/a&gt; award show. The United Kingdom entry didn't even get a look-in; they came third to last and that's bad. At least they didn't end up with nil point (pronounced pwan as in French). France was second to last, and Germany came last. How times have changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also the politics surrounding the Eurovision like who votes for whom. The newly formed countries of the former Soviet Union tend to vote for each other, or Cyprus gives Greece top marks and vice versa; "tactical voting" they call it. Winning the contest is also a double-edge sword for some. Usually, the winner hosts the following year's contest. What if a country can't afford to host it? I would imagine there would be raised taxes, and massive unemployment so the country can host the next contest. Who cares how much debt a country gets into, it's the winning that counts, right? It's funny how Ireland wasn't in the finals. They've hosted the Eurovision a few times and they're only a tiny country. There was this long-running joke that Ireland could no longer afford to host the Eurovision so they perform badly deliberately so they won't win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of a classic episode of the comedy, &lt;a href="http://www.mgnet.karoo.net/FATHER%20TED/FATHERTED.htm"&gt;Father Ted&lt;/a&gt;, about a group of priests in Ireland. Fathers Ted and Dougal enter the "Song for Ireland" contest to decide the Ireland entry for the Eurovision. They compose this naff song about a horse which ends up winning. One singer protests and accuses the officials of fixing the competion so Ireland's entry will lose the Eurovision. That's exactly what happens. Fathers Ted and Dougal end up with nil point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that's interesting about the Eurovision is the number of entries have increased to 39, so much so they have a semi-final and a final. There were 24 countries in the finals. I wonder if Europe is going to expand further to include North Africa and Canada? Canada is already in the Commonwealth and I'm sure they won't mind being classed as Europeans. Imagine if the USA became Europeans! They would win all the competitions. Well, as a rich nation, they can afford to host the Eurovision every single day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greece won the competition with a song called "You're My Number One" about love. It was the favourite to win. When the scores started coming in, Greece wasn't doing so well. I think all bookmakers must have had panic-attacks at the thought of losing so much money. Greece won in the end; another woman singer, with a catchy tune I can't now remember. Besides it is a good strategy to choose a song with the words "number one." If you think yourself as number 1, and sing about number 1, you end up being number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many issues around the Eurovision but what really bugs me is the sexism. I now call upon all would-be feminists, apathetic feminists, womanists, girl-power supporters and sympathetic men to support my campaign to objectify men's bodies. I want to see more good looking guys in next year's contest. If they can sing, that's good; if they can only mime, all the better. I don't care whether they are black or white, as long as they look gorgeous. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have set up a website where you will find more details: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.objectifymensbodies.andwhynot.com/ejvision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would appreciate your support. Men have had it good for far too long. Let's show men what it feels like to be deprived of your basic human needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your support, I will have more positive feedback about the Eurovision contest next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes,&lt;br /&gt;EJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I was going to say "best wishes" in as many European languages as I could look up but then I decided it was a waste of time; too many countries are singing in English these days so people probably wouldn't understand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111684507418951163?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111684507418951163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111684507418951163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/critical-analysis-of-eurovision-song.html' title='A Critical Analysis of the Eurovision Song Contest'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111667852535914818</id><published>2005-05-21T11:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-21T12:28:45.366Z</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Situation Comedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Laughter and the Meaning of Life: As my own guru, Harry Cohen Baba used to say, "Life is a sitcom. So sit calm and enjoy it." &lt;a href="http://www.wakeuplaughing.com/"&gt;Swami Beyondananda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;During my many bus journeys, I have observed that underneath it all people intend to love but how it comes across is like watching a sitcom. Here are a few examples. To avoid offending anyone I am replacing all expletives with the word "effing." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend Expressing Unconditional Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Guy A looking out of the bus window shouts at a pedestrian: "Get out of the effing way, you idiot!"&lt;br /&gt;Guy B, "You know you’re getting worse every day swearing like that. It’s not a bad thing, but I just thought I’ll let you know."&lt;/blockquote&gt;A Mother Expressing Love for Her Daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Mind your effing arm, you effing idiot, that's how you ended up breaking it the last time!" &lt;/blockquote&gt;A Father Showing Concern for His Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A man comes on board a bus with his young kids. He believes the driver should have waited for them to sit down before driving off so he goes to confront the driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing, you effing idiot? Didn’t you see I had young kids? They could have got themselves injured."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus driver ignores him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man continues, "You are supposed to look after your passengers but you don’t give a bleep, do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never occurs to the man that distracting the driver while he’s driving is not only putting his kids at risk but the rest of the passengers as well.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Customer Service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Our bus stops to change drivers from driver A to B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An impatient passenger says to driver A: "Could you hurry up as my food is getting cold."&lt;br /&gt;Driver A relays the message to driver B. Driver B replies: "Tell him to sit on his food, that will keep it warm."&lt;/blockquote&gt;A Bus Driver Showing Concern for A Fellow Motorist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A man in his car cuts in front of the bus. At a traffic light ahead, the bus driver pulls alongside the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you driving like an effing maniac? You could have caused an accident back then," the driver says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in his car is not happy and tells the driver to eff-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus driver goes mad. "You want to pull over? I'll sort you out good and proper!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man drives off leaving the bus driver fuming.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Another Bus Driver Showing Concern for a Motorist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Move, you effing idiot!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;Who needs to go to the cinema? Just observe life around you. And it's all for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Laughter,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111667852535914818?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111667852535914818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111667852535914818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-situation-comedy.html' title='Life is a Situation Comedy'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111666913711596965</id><published>2005-05-21T09:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-28T08:54:01.893Z</updated><title type='text'>What You Love, Loves You Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I recently read that the actress, &lt;a href="http://bears.hosttown.com/lofiversion/index.php/t53723.html"&gt;Renee Zelwegger&lt;/a&gt;, married country music singer, Kenny Chesney on 9 May 2005. According to the article, the singer always considered Renee as her favourite actress and loved her in the movie &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;id=1800267910"&gt;Jerry Maguire&lt;/a&gt;. When Jerry, played by Tom Cruise, returns to be reconciled with his wife Dorothy, played by Renee, Renee tells him, "You had me from 'hello.'"  That line apparently inspired Chesney to write a song of the same name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie, &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;id=1800267910"&gt;Jerry Maguire&lt;/a&gt;, was made in 1996. Renee and Chesney finally met up at a Tsunami relief benefit on January 15 of this year where they linked up.  For all those years, Chesney has admired Renee from afar and their paths never crossed until this year.  This is the power of Love. Time means nothing to Love. What you love will attract it back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was going to watch an episode of Star Trek The Next Generation. I have seen that episode a few times and felt like watching something else. As I watched the opening sequence, I kept hearing the word: "Jerry. Jerry. Jerry."  Why was I thinking of Jerry? Was I thinking of &lt;a href="http://www.jerrygoldsmithonline.com/"&gt;Jerry Goldsmith&lt;/a&gt; who wrote the theme to Star Trek The Next Generation and Star Trek Voyager? It didn't make any sense. After a few minutes I decided to check another channel to see what was on. Guess what? They had &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;id=1800267910"&gt;Jerry Maguire&lt;/a&gt; on. The movie had been calling out to me. How cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/shop?d=hv&amp;cf=info&amp;id=1800267910"&gt;Jerry Maguire&lt;/a&gt; is about love. Jerry is a sports agent. One day he wakes to realise he's not happy with the way his company operates. He writes a new manifesto about caring more about clients' needs not just about making money.  His enthusiasm is not shared by his colleagues and he ends up getting fired. He is joined by two people: Dorothy, a single mother who works for accounts, who believes in Jerry's manifesto; and a "second-tier" footballer, Rod Tidwell, who agrees to remain his only client. Jerry has to start from scratch.  Tidwell believes in the &lt;a href="http://corky.net/scripts/jerryMaguire.html"&gt;kwan&lt;/a&gt;, which means "love, respect, community... and the dollars too. The package. The kwan."  Both men are to learn about love. While Tidwell loves his wife and family, he's forgotten what it means to love the game; all he thinks about is money. Jerry has to learn about loving both his client and being open to love in his intimate relationship. By the end of the movie, Tidwell ends up getting not only the adoration he craves from the public but the contract of his dreams; while Jerry ends up being successful both at work and his personal life. What you love, loves you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example happened a few weeks ago. Recently at a forum I participate in, I posted the lyrics to the song "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" from the &lt;a href="http://www.reelclassics.com/Musicals/Wizoz/wizoz.htm"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/a&gt;. I also had a "chat" with a friend online about Telly Savalas who used to be in the cop series &lt;a href="http://www.timvp.com/kojak.html"&gt;Kojak&lt;/a&gt;, and how he used to go round sucking lollipops and saying "who loves ya baby."  I mentioned that I loved Telly Savalas in the movie, &lt;a href="http://movies2.nytimes.com/gst/movies/movie.html?v_id=5294"&gt;Beyond the Poseidon Adventure&lt;/a&gt;. Well, three weeks later, I watched Kylie Minogue in concert on television. She performed "Somewhere Over the Rainbow."  After the concert on another channel was the movie, &lt;a href="http://movies2.nytimes.com/gst/movies/movie.html?v_id=5294"&gt;Beyond the Poseidon Adventure&lt;/a&gt;.  The next day on an episode of Star Trek The Next Generation, Commander Riker was speaking to an alien. As Riker didn't trust the alien, he told the alien his ship was called "Lollipop."  Another demonstration of what you love, loves you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear people thinking up so many different strategies to manifest what they want. I say the easiest way is to love.  Trust in the power of Love to magnetise to you what you love. And remember that Love doesn't work on human time but does what She does in her own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"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)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I trust in the power of Love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111666913711596965?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111666913711596965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111666913711596965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-you-love-loves-you-back.html' title='What You Love, Loves You Back'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111660222284380747</id><published>2005-05-20T15:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-20T15:17:02.846Z</updated><title type='text'>Some Thoughts About Communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We all know one useful method we use to communicate is through the use of language. But the words we use are mere signs of what we wish to express. Though signs are fine attempts, I believe this way of communicating to be extremely limiting. I now draw on &lt;a href="http://www.ucalgary.ca/~rseiler/barthes.htm"&gt;Roland Barthes'&lt;/a&gt; ideas of &lt;a href="http://www.ic.arizona.edu/~comm300/mary/semiotics/barthes.terms.html"&gt;Semiotics&lt;/a&gt; to illustrate my point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take the computer as an example. The word "computer" whether said out loud or in thought is what Barthes refers to as the &lt;em&gt;signifier&lt;/em&gt;. What is evoked i.e. the image that comes to mind of a contraption with a screen, attached to a keyboard and mouse, he calls the &lt;em&gt;signified&lt;/em&gt;. The actual computer that feels hard to the touch is the &lt;em&gt;referent&lt;/em&gt;.  The &lt;em&gt;signifier&lt;/em&gt; or "computer", the idea or &lt;em&gt;signifier&lt;/em&gt;, and the real life computer or &lt;em&gt;referent&lt;/em&gt; make up the &lt;em&gt;sign&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Signifier + Signified + Referent = Sign&lt;/blockquote&gt;Another example. Let's say someone is speaking about Enocia.  The name "Enocia" is the &lt;em&gt;signifier&lt;/em&gt;. What is being &lt;em&gt;signified&lt;/em&gt; for that particular individual might be an image of a woman who travels a lot by bus and shares her experiences on a blog called &lt;a href="http://www.vector8.blogspot.com"&gt;Vector8 Journals&lt;/a&gt;. The &lt;em&gt;referent&lt;/em&gt; is the person.  All three - &lt;em&gt;signifier&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;signifier&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;referent&lt;/em&gt; - make up the human sign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can anyone actually know the real Enocia?  Who is the real Enocia? If people believe they know the real me through what I've written on &lt;a href="http://www.vector8.blogspot.com"&gt;Vector8 Journals&lt;/a&gt;, all I can say is: "Good luck!" I would also add that whoever believes the &lt;em&gt;sign&lt;/em&gt;, Enocia, is the truth of who I am is making a "graven image" of me. As it is written in the scriptures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth." (Exodus 20: 4)&lt;/blockquote&gt;The &lt;em&gt;sign&lt;/em&gt;, Enocia, is a representation of Infinity but not Infinity. Enocia is vast beyond definition. The only way to know the truth about Enocia is to go beyond the &lt;em&gt;sign&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you see why communication using words, that are mere signs, is not a reliable method of attaining Truth?  Granted, &lt;em&gt;signs&lt;/em&gt; are useful representations of Truth, but they are only maps. "The map is not the territory." Truth is beyond signs and concepts. Truth is in the silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it interesting how some people feel uncomfortable when they are sitting in silence? They feel they need to speak, to share out loud. I can just see it now, the British prime minister, Tony Blair, and the other cronies having parliamentary Question Time in silence. Hehehe! I can dream, can't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond signs, concepts and ideas, I am,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111660222284380747?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111660222284380747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111660222284380747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-thoughts-about-commun_111660222284380747.html' title='Some Thoughts About Communication'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111658460590353850</id><published>2005-05-20T10:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:59:19.895Z</updated><title type='text'>Joy Lifts Me Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You bring me joy&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so much joy&lt;br /&gt;When I lose my way your love comes smiling on me" &lt;a href="http://www.seeklyrics.com/lyrics/Anita-Baker/You-Bring-Me-Joy.html"&gt;You Bring Me Joy, Anita Baker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The real me is Joy. It is Joy that lifts me up when I have been depressed, and I've been depressed a lot. I have had so many suicidal fantasies that I believe the fantasies demystified suicide. This disproves the belief that you end up manifesting what you think about the most. The real Me, Soul, was not going to let that happen. You see I've always enjoyed spending time by myself and have spent countless hours in meditation. I had experienced myself as Light where there is no sense of space of time just eternal Being, Bliss, Life. I believe once you've experienced Being you've gone beyond the point of no return. You can't kill yourself when you've experienced who you are as eternal Life. "It ain't going to happen, sweetheart. Sorry!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of examples when Joy has lifted me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very young, naive and nubile at the time. What am I saying? I am still young and nubile. Anyway, I remember standing at this train station speaking to the man of my dreams. We both liked each other but he was telling me it was a no-go area as he was already married. I can just see his lovely brown eyes filled with sadness over our situation. We were standing looking down at trains passing beneath. I felt immense grief and the old suicidal feelings resurfacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The way I'm feeling now," I said, "I could easily jump." I really meant it.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be silly," he said, "why would you want to do a thing like that?"&lt;br /&gt;"At least I will be doing something different with my life," I said sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shook his head and chuckled. I then realised what I'd said was oxymoronic. It made me smile and at least at that moment, I stopped thinking about suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time was when I was a mature student. I was in a very dark place as a relationship had just ended. I couldn't focus on my studies and an essay deadline was fast approaching. I admit it was a lousy excuse as I always left things till the last minute. I started fantasising about suicide, again. I decided to phone the &lt;a href="http://www.samaritans.org.uk/"&gt;Samaritans&lt;/a&gt; who are at least trained to listen to depressed people. I spoke to this lovely guy. I told him how sick and tired I was of being treated badly in relationships and I'd had enough. He asked me if I was thinking about suicide. Have leopards got spots? Of course I was thinking about suicide. He listened to me rant and rave about men and relationships and how I didn't have the energy to focus on my studies let alone write my essay. He asked me what I was studying. I said, Women's Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know, I know. You would think with all my academic knowledge of Feminism I should know better, right?" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell by his voice that he was trying hard not to laugh. But I beat him to it. I burst out laughing. We laughed long and hard. At least our laughter had halted that bout of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ego is melodramatic. His theme song is "Nobody knows the trouble I've seen." Drama, drama, drama! But my real Self is Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is why I don't take things seriously. Why be serious when you can have a laugh. I say laugh at your troubles. The real You never created them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What is the Purpose of the Material World? Life is a situation comedy that will never be cancelled, a laugh track has been provided, and the reason we are in the material world is to get more material." &lt;a href="http://www.wakeuplaughing.com/"&gt;Swami Beyondananda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"'If I were you,' he [don Juan] commented, 'I'd listen to my inner voice. What difference would it make if you were like Jorge Campos: a crook! He was a cheap crook. You are more elaborate. This is the power of the recounting. This is why sorcerers use it. It puts you into contact with something that you didn't even suspect existed in you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanted to leave right then. Don Juan knew exactly how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Don’t' listen to the superficial voice that makes you angry,' he said commandingly. 'Listen to that deeper voice that is going to guide you from now on, the voice that is laughing. Listen to it! And laugh with it. Laugh! Laugh!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"His words were like a hypnotic command to me. Against my will, I began to laugh. Never had I been so happy. I felt free, unmasked.' (The Active Side of Infinity, by Carlos Castaneda, p.60)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Joy and Laughter,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111658460590353850?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111658460590353850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111658460590353850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/joy-lifts-me-up.html' title='Joy Lifts Me Up'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111652418601548673</id><published>2005-05-20T09:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-19T17:49:32.523Z</updated><title type='text'>Being in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Love is in the air &lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I look around &lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air &lt;br /&gt;Every sight and every sound &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air &lt;br /&gt;In the whisper of the trees &lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air &lt;br /&gt;In the thunder of the sea" (From: &lt;a href="http://www.romantic-lyrics.com/ll14.shtml"&gt;Love is in the Air&lt;/a&gt; by John Paul Young)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Recently on a bus journey, I felt stiffness on my back. I had a thought reminding me that my body is the entire universe, therefore, I can call on any part of my vast body for assistance.  I closed my eyes and imagined the chair giving my back a massage. I felt energetic movement releasing the tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I don't like so much is the wind in any shape or form. Later as I walked home, when I felt a gust of wind around me, I remembered to see the wind as part of me. The wind felt like tiny, gentle, hands stroking my face. It felt lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also reminded myself to stop seeing my clothes as irritating but as part of my body. I thanked the jumper I was wearing for her love and care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm having a bath, I remember to feel the water as part of me and my body feels like it is being gently massaged. I highly recommend it, it feels great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware now that as I am typing that the keyboards are part of my fingers. Typing is poetry in motion. The chair feels like a warm hug on my back. Even the computer screen has the biggest grin I've ever seen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess one has got into the habit of thinking of inanimate objects as just that, with no life or consciousness. But everything is imbued with consciousness. The Universe is alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the universe as your whole body! How can anything be against you when you are being with yourself? Now I know what it feels like to really be in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is everywhere!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111652418601548673?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111652418601548673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111652418601548673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/being-in-love.html' title='Being in Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111650011719112735</id><published>2005-05-19T10:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-19T16:33:40.576Z</updated><title type='text'>Living Under Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For, behold, I create new heavens and a new earth: and the former shall not be remembered, nor come into mind." (Isaiah 65: 17)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Then he answered and spake unto me, saying, This is the word of the LORD unto Zerubbabel, saying, Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit, saith the LORD of hosts. Who art thou, O great mountain? before Zerubbabel thou shalt become a plain: and he shall bring forth the headstone thereof with shoutings, crying, Grace, grace unto it." (Zechariah 4: 6-7)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For the law was given by Moses, but grace and truth came by Jesus Christ." (John 1: 17)&lt;/blockquote&gt;This morning's news headline in my mother's newspaper was about a policeman who was cleared of speeding 159 mph, (see &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=349238&amp;in_page_id=1770"&gt;Daily Mail&lt;/a&gt;). My mother was outraged that the man was allowed to get away with it. She said it wasn't fair on others who have been convicted of speeding.  I say, what has fairness got to do with human laws?  Besides, there are no such laws to break. It's all made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans have created laws in mathematics that 2 x 2 = 4. Thus, this law is supposed to be consistent. If moral laws were like mathematics, then the same laws would always be applied in every case.  Not so. Each case is handled on its own merits. There are various factors that influence the final verdict including one's defence team and, most importantly, one's belief. If the Law can be changed at the drop of a hat, then there are no Laws; for Laws suggest continuity, consistency and stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This raises the issue of Grace. I told my mother that I believe everyone should be forgiven under Grace.  If you're not in your "right mind" and break the "law" why should you be punished for it when you realise what you've done? Even if the person has committed a crime, as society defines it, if someone realises that he didn't mean to do it and realises his true nature as Divine Love, why should he have to pay for his "crime?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under Grace, no one has committed nor can indeed commit a crime. "There is no fear in Love."  Under Grace we are all innocent.  Reminds me of a Christian Science talk I went to a few months ago. The speaker, &lt;a href="http://www.singlemom.com/DAYTODAY/2005/01_strangers_care_transcends_language.htm"&gt;Marta Greenwood&lt;/a&gt;, gave a testimony about when her elderly parents were involved in a car accident. They were living in America and Marta was in the UK. Her parents didn't speak any English.  Marta is a Christian Science practitioner which means she heals by realising truth principles.  Marta used the analogy of someone who is accused of committing a crime. If the accused can provide an alibi that proves he was not at the scene of the crime when the crime was being committed, he is innocent. In the same way, Marta "raised" her parents in thought to Divine Love. Since her parents had never left the Presence of Love, the accident could never have happened. The accident was simply a dream. (When I was involved in an accident as a child, a voice told me the accident wasn't happening, I was dreaming I was in an accident).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marta said that though her parents couldn't speak English, Divine Love appeared as a stranger who stayed with them until another sister in America arrived at the hospital.  Her mother had been in intensive care but was released the next day. She only had a tiny scar on her forehead. Her father was also released early from hospital. The hospital had not realised her father had some broken ribs. Marta went to America to care for her father using Christian Science principles and his ribs were healed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living under Grace is the equivalent of having a permanent alibi that you've always been with Love, therefore, you can't be at two places at the same time. If you have never left Love or stopped being Divine Love, you cannot experience human pain and suffering. It doesn't matter how awful your past or memory, if you can consistently remember that you are always in the Presence of Love, then Grace will overturn whatever "crime" you had committed in the human realm and it will be no more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how deep one is in sleep dreaming that one is mortal going through pain and suffering, one is actually always in the Presence of Love. It is a matter of "waking up" to this truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, there is only one life: a life of Grace.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Grace,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-conquers-all.html"&gt;Love Conquers All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/accident-or-omnipresence-at-work_02.html"&gt;Accident or Omnipresence at Work&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/law-and-grace_08.html"&gt;Law and Grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111650011719112735?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111650011719112735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111650011719112735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/living-under-grace.html' title='Living Under Grace'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111642591018393640</id><published>2005-05-18T14:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-18T14:18:30.186Z</updated><title type='text'>True Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One thing that has been constant in my quest to know and be Self is staying in inner silence. I believe inner silence is my true nature and only through silence can true freedom be attained. This is what don Juan, Carlos Castaneda's teacher has to say about inner silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don Juan assured me that inner silence is the avenue that leads to a true suspension of judgment - to a moment when sensory data emanating from the universe at large ceases to be the force which, through usage and repetition, decides the nature of the world. (The Active Side of Infinity, by Carlos Castaneda)&lt;/blockquote&gt;To live as the Silence, I have to give up all.  In the same book, don Juan advises Carlos that he needs to reach a "breaking point" in his life in order for inner silence to become real in his life.  Don Juan suggests that Castaneda give up his friends. As you can imagine, Carlos is reluctant to give up his friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Now, now, now, don Juan," I [Casteneda] said, "I have to put my foot down. You're asking too much of me. To be frank with you, I don't think I can do it. My friends are my family, my points of reference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Precisely, precisely," he remarked. "They are your points of reference. Therefore, they have to go. Sorcerers have only one point of reference: infinity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But how do you want me to proceed, don Juan?" I asked in a plaintive voice. His request was driving me up the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You must simply leave," he said matter-of-factly. "Leave any way you can." &lt;/blockquote&gt;I believe "friends" do not only refer to human friends but everything that binds one to human beliefs and concepts. Making infinity one's point of reference is having total trust in one's nature as Infinite Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take the concept, non-judgment.  I used to understand non-judgement as accepting other people's choices even if you are not in agreement with them. After all, the other didn't know any better; he was ignorant of the truth that his thoughts and actions have consequences.  I now realise that I was still in a place of judgment as I was judging another's thoughts as having power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now see non-judgment in a new light.  Non-judgment is not giving a behaviour, thought or emotions any power.  Non-judgment is realising that only Spirit is power. Non-judgment is continuously seeing oneself and others as Love and perfection no matter what another's thoughts, emotions or behaviour. That for me is true freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal level, I still feel bodily sensations which feel like pain. Do you know how freeing it is to feel sensations and not react or attach any thoughts or beliefs to them? If I feel a twinge, I don't think about a cause, I just let it pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sneeze I don't think I'm coming up with a cold, hay-fever or whatever, I just let it happen and don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm no longer judging a situation as right or wrong, or as having a cause, I let Life unfold the way It is.  When I am no longer judging someone as behaving a certain way because of beliefs, thoughts, emotions or expectations, I am seeing with "purer eyes." As it is written in the scriptures:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thou art of purer eyes than to behold evil, and canst not look on iniquity. (Habakkuk 1: 13)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Freedom is  letting Perfection unfold as it is.  &lt;br /&gt;Freedom is letting Love be love.&lt;br /&gt;Freedom is being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpts from The Active Side of Infinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Inner silence works from the moment you begin to accrue it," he replied. "What the old sorcerers were after was the final dramatic, end result of reaching that individual threshold of silence. Some very talented practitioners need only a few minutes of silence to reach that coveted goal. Others, less talented, need long periods of silence, perhaps more than one hour of complete quietude, before they reached the desired result. The desired result is what the old sorcerers called stopping the world, the moment when everything around us ceases to be what it's always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the moment when sorcerers return to the true nature of man," don Juan want on. "The old sorcerers also called it total freedom. It is the moment when man the slave becomes man the free being, capable of feats of perception that defy our linear imagination."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don Juan assured me that inner silence is the avenue that leads to a true suspension of judgment - to a moment when sensory data emanating from the universe at large ceases to be the force which, through usage and repetition, decides the nature of the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As I have told you before, many times," don Juan said, jolting me out of my concentration, "every sorcerer I know, male or female, sooner or later arrives at a &lt;em&gt;breaking point&lt;/em&gt; in their lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you mean that they have a mental breakdown or something like that?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, no," he said laughing. "Mental breakdowns are for persons who indulge in themselves. Sorcerers are not persons. What I mean is that at a given moment the continuity of their lives has to break in order for &lt;em&gt;inner silence&lt;/em&gt; to set in and become an active part of their structures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's very, very important," don Juan went on, "that you yourself deliberately arrive at that &lt;em&gt;breaking point&lt;/em&gt; or that you create it artificially, and intelligently."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean by that, don Juan?" I asked, caught in his intriguing reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your &lt;em&gt;breaking point&lt;/em&gt;," he said, "is to discontinue your life as you know it. You have done everything I told you, dutifully and accurately. If you are talented, you never show it. That seems to be your style. You're not slow, but you act as if you were. You're very sure of yourself, but you act as if you were insecure. You're not timid, and yet you act as if you were afraid of people. Everything you do points at one single spot: you need to break all that, ruthlessly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But in what way, don Juan? What do you have in mind?" I asked, genuinely frantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think everything boils down to one act," he said. "You must leave your friends. You must say good-bye to them, for good. It's not possible for you to continue on the warrior's path carrying your personal history with you, and unless you discontinue your way of life, I won't be able to go ahead with my instruction."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, now, now, don Juan," I said, "I have to put my foot down. You're asking too much of me. To be frank with you, I don't think I can do it. My friends are my family, my points of reference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Precisely, precisely," he remarked. "They are your points of reference. Therefore, they have to go. Sorcerers have only one point of reference: infinity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But how do you want me to proceed, don Juan?" I asked in a plaintive voice. His request was driving me up the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You must simply leave," he said matter-of-factly. "Leave any way you can." (The Active Side of Infinity, pp 104-106)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111642591018393640?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111642591018393640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111642591018393640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/true-freedom_18.html' title='True Freedom'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111641101211154114</id><published>2005-05-18T10:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-18T11:17:39.243Z</updated><title type='text'>How to Know What Your Purpose Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday, I fancied going for a long walk by the river, but it felt chilly at the time. I decided to do some work and put out an intention that by late afternoon it will be lovely and warm. As expected, it was sunny and perfect for my walk. I met some lovely people on the way which was a real bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my walk, I pondered over what it means to have a purpose. Many people wonder whether they are in the right jobs or fulfilling their purpose. They want to know how to serve humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my walk, I spotted a family of geese pecking away at some grass. Isn't it amazing how the Universe has given them the desire to eat grass? There's no shortage of grass near the river. Think of how many people benefit from grass. People enjoy sitting on them in parks, insects love them, and I'm sure they serve many purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the river as another example. People are cruising on the river, fish swimming underneath and birds on top, and so much more. The river gives so much joy to so many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what one's purpose is. I believe that one way you know is whether your work benefits all life for all time. Then you are being true to yourself; you are playing your part as Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier I had put out an intention to experience a lovely walk and what I received was a sunny afternoon that others were enjoying too. I saw people in boats of various sizes on the river. It also turned out to be a lovely evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the Universe works on the basis of creating all Good for all time. Nature is there to be enjoyed for eternity provided we don't destroy them. I believe the real test whether one's work is of Spirit, an inspiration, is whether one's contribution continues to uplift and bless others thousands of years later. You can write wonderful uplifting stories that can be stored on the Internet to be enjoyed for all time. You can produce wonderful art and music to be enjoyed for all time. This is how you know you are being true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the human ego mimics Spirit every step of the way. For instance, the media is a gift to humanity to exchange and share information that blesses all. While there are many books, music and movies promoting love, the media is being utilised to control people so only a few benefit. While what is of the ego can also last for all time, you will find it to be of little value. Work of the ego are like vinyl records that were popular and useful for a while but will soon be confined to the record museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know what your purpose is or whether you are fulfilling your purpose?  I believe when you are expressing your joy, the question of serving for the good of all does not arise, it is automatic. What you love attracts love, thus your work blesses all for all time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose is to be Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111641101211154114?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111641101211154114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111641101211154114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-to-know-what-your-purpose-is.html' title='How to Know What Your Purpose Is'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111624651818719136</id><published>2005-05-16T12:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-16T12:32:10.426Z</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude to Mother Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I went for a long walk by the river. I was aware of the trees, fauna and the river silently supporting me on my walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see nature as a reminder of being connected to the Grid of Life.  Trees and plants have roots. Though the branches of leaves and fruits are always changing, their roots remain firmly planted in the soil.  The leaves and fruits mimic human beliefs that are forever changing. But the roots are symbolic of my identity as the All There Is and the interconnectedness of Life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mother Nature for reminding me to be true to who I am, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/staying-connected-to-grid-and-being.html"&gt;Staying Connected to the Grid and Being the Grid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111624651818719136?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111624651818719136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111624651818719136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/gratitude-to-mother-nature.html' title='Gratitude to Mother Nature'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111624430662362478</id><published>2005-05-16T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-16T12:38:50.496Z</updated><title type='text'>Love Conquers All</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Choose you this day whom ye will serve...but as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD." (Joshua 24: 15)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world." (1 John 4: 4)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith." (1 John 5: 4)&lt;/blockquote&gt;We say we believe in an omnipresent power called God, yet we say we manifest our beliefs. You can't have it both ways. Either you believe in what you believe in or you believe in a Power that transcends all beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in the situation where I have believed in a greater force, yet, I have been swayed by the beliefs of the world, including mine. I now realise that I wasn't able to tap into the Power of God but a counterfeit power of god. I now realise that to have all of God you have to give up all. As the biblical Jesus teaches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Whosoever he be of you that forsaketh not all that he hath, he cannot be my disciple." (Luke 14: 33)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now, Love is very practical and works on all levels and what better way to test It than to let Love work through you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I noticed my mother's best friend had stopped calling her. As they are always "in each other's pockets" I knew something was up. I asked my mother and she said she had no issues with her. I decided to leave them alone to sort things out. Soon I heard my mother discussing her friend to another friend. Suffice it to say, they had fallen out big time. I was very sad to hear what my mother was saying about her best friend. The old programme within me was reminding me that if you have ill-feelings towards someone, it will bounce back at you. Thus, when you love others you are loving self; ditto anger, hate etc. I also knew that there was nothing inevitable about cause/effect; it is only real if you believe it is. As I was breaking the old habit of linking cause to effect, I decided to bless my mother and her friend with love. Every time I heard her speaking about her friend and I was tempted to judge her thoughts as coming back at her, I "poured" Love over her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I heard my mother coughing. As I was visualising myself bathed in Love, I bathed her in Love. She stopped coughing, got out of bed and phoned her best friend. From their conversation, they sounded as if they'd made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing inevitable about cause and effect. Just because someone has "negative" thoughts doesn't mean they have to attract "negative" experiences. Imagine you've witnessed an accident, do you do what you can, call the ambulance, or whatever; or do you start wondering what the victims had been thinking? I have been involved in a car accident and I was very grateful people cared enough to come to my rescue. (see &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/accident-or-omnipresence-at-work_02.html"&gt;Accident or Omnipresence at Work?&lt;/a&gt;) I have also done what I could when I have witnessed an accident. Imagine if Divine Love continuously links one's behaviour to one's thoughts? Surely that is not unconditional Love but judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This leads to an important question. Is it true that the Universe attracts to you what you believe in? I believe our thoughts are creative and will attract what you believe. However, Divine Love transcends all thoughts, emotions and beliefs. Divine Love can cancel out all thoughts and human beliefs but you have to totally surrender to Love, who wants nothing but Good for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me reiterate that attracting "negative" experiences is only inevitable when you live under human laws and believe in cause and effect. The moment you surrender to Love knowing that Love is the only power, Love will transform your life and delete any repercussions expected from cause/effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love conquers all. Another word for Love is Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111624430662362478?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111624430662362478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111624430662362478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-conquers-all.html' title='Love Conquers All'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111616513244190273</id><published>2005-05-15T12:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-08-08T10:41:10.303Z</updated><title type='text'>Staying Connected to the Grid and Being the Grid</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Quantum objects become increasingly granular or refined until they become pure light energy and cease to have mass. They are not of physical reality, but rather of a pure-state energy. This energy is further segmented into octaves of vibration. In other words, this light energy vibrates, and just like music, there are fundamentals and harmonics. The harmonics resonate with the fundamental energy vibration and the whole energy packet sings like a choir--except its voice is light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This singing, if you will, is the equivalent of a consciousness that pervades all matter--every physical object in the entire universe." &lt;a href="http://www.wingmakers.com/neruda2.html"&gt;Wingmakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;You're sitting in the dark when a friend pops round. "Why are you sitting in the dark, don't you have electricity?"  she asks.&lt;br /&gt;"Electricity? What's that then?"&lt;br /&gt;"Surely you know what electricity is. It's when you connect to a power grid of energy that gives everyone light."&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know if I am connected or not."&lt;br /&gt;"Here let me see." Your friend flicks a light switch and the room comes to light.&lt;br /&gt;"See, you already had light, you just needed to connect to the energy grid. Flicking this switch like this connects you."&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't realise. Thank you," you say. "I don't know what came over me; how could I have forgotten I had electricity?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is the equivalent of what happens when one identifies oneself as only human. When one looks for a cause in the human realm, one is sitting in darkness with electricity but not realising this. As the scriptures put it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"In him was life; and the life was the light of men. And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not." (John 1: 4-5) &lt;/blockquote&gt;I like to think of Source as a Grid of fine filaments of light that are not discernible by the senses. The analogy that comes to mind is a tree. A tree is firmly rooted to the earth and its branches are reaching out to connect with other trees. I see my body as a tree with my body firmly rooted in the Grid but my identity is the entire Grid. This Grid is the One, the substance of all. When you know yourself as the One, you are All There Is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as the saying goes, "you can't have your cake and eat it too." In other words, as the biblical Jesus teaches,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot serve God and mammon." (Matthew 6: 24)&lt;/blockquote&gt;You have to choose whether you identify yourself as human or the Light Grid. I find that the human experience disconnects you from the Grid. For instance, while I was pondering these ideas yesterday, I suddenly had the most awful stomach ache as if I was going to be sick. The human way is to wonder what the cause is, whether it is something I'd eaten, a thought I or someone else share etc. I wasn't going to go down that path. I sat quietly and imagined myself as the Grid. The pain left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Light Grid is Life that is complete and whole. It is infinite Source. There are no hierarchies in the Grid. Everyone has access to the Grid; it's a matter of connecting to the Grid and knowing who you are. To continuously be the Grid one has to abandon all other ideas. If you choose this path, the world will continue to test you. We're all used to looking for solutions in forms. Whether it is a health problem, finances, work, relationships, we've got into the habit of looking for a cause either in matter, emotions or thoughts. But to live as the Grid, one has to continuously depend on and see the Grid as one's identity and Source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I discussed the Grid with my mother.  She immediately compared the Grid to connecting to electricity. At the time she was watching the "God Channel" on satellite. She complained that there was nothing worth watching and was about to switch channels. I noticed the opening sequence of a programme about to start had the word "connect." I pointed this out to my mother and suggested that we watch the programme. A woman came on and was teaching her viewers how to let go of obstacles, "boxes," by trusting in Jesus Christ. At one point she talked about "God switching the light on." My mother stared at me in amazement and we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a way, the Christian teacher and I we were thinking along the same lines though I don't follow any religion because I don't need a mediator to connect to and be the Grid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe each of us can connect to the Grid by intending it so. When we do, we get to experience what it means to be the One in our own unique ways. Right now there are only a few people living as the Grid and their thoughts are influencing the masses. This is a great irony because people complain about how the media, society and politics manipulate the masses.  They seek truth in spiritual teachings, religions and other disciplines and find themselves caught in the same trap.  If you are not prepared to take responsibility to be the Grid yourself, you will end up being a follower of someone else's doctrines and be manipulated, albeit these "teachers" mean well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a universe when each of us is living as the Grid and living lives of pure genius. Imagine a life where all supplies come from the Grid. Imagine a world where you can unfold whatever reality you choose through the Grid. All it takes is knowing you are the Grid and trusting in the Grid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone care to join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Grid,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following are a few references to the Grid in the scriptures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"...choose you this day whom ye will serve...but as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD." (Joshua 24: 15)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters, and he that hath no money; come ye, buy, and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. Wherefore do ye spend money for that which is not bread? and your labour for that which satisfieth not? hearken diligently unto me, and eat ye that which is good, and let your soul delight itself in fatness." (Isaiah 55: 1-2)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me. I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing. If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned." (John 15: 4-6)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111616513244190273?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111616513244190273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111616513244190273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/staying-connected-to-grid-and-being.html' title='Staying Connected to the Grid and Being the Grid'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111607470493306882</id><published>2005-05-14T12:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-14T12:49:05.306Z</updated><title type='text'>Being Who You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Imagine going to a music concert and the performer comes out and he or she can't sing. Why promote yourself as a singer if you can't deliver? I don't care if you have to mime or whether your voice is not perfect, as long as you can entertain that will do me fine. Otherwise, I want my money back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once had a relationship with a music producer and he was a musician through and through. It was all he thought about. He really inspired me to follow my passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are Love be Love. As Love, you love because you can't be anything but Love; at least, this is how I experience Love. I feel Love wanting to express through this instrument and there's nothing I can do to stop Her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human way is that you can't be loving until you are feeling loving. Then you'll have a long wait.  There's no need to wait. It doesn't matter whether you're feeling lousy, that's the human personality stuff.  Just love anyway. It could be smiling at someone, thinking loving thought of someone, recalling a joyful moment, or sending someone loving energy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in giving away that you are being who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111607470493306882?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111607470493306882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111607470493306882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/being-who-you-are.html' title='Being Who You Are'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111606574154183008</id><published>2005-05-14T09:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-14T11:06:26.916Z</updated><title type='text'>Where Love Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"And the LORD God commanded the man, saying, Of every tree of the garden thou mayest freely eat: But of the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, thou shalt not eat of it: for in the day that thou eatest thereof thou shalt surely die." (Genesis 2: 16-17)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was brushing my teeth this morning when I noticed the toothbrush had blood on it. I looked in the mirror and saw blood oozing out of the corner of my front tooth. Did I start dreaming up reasons for the bleed? Nope. I touched my gum and imagined love pouring into it. I told my gum and teeth how much I loved them and thanked them for being perfect. The bleeding stopped and I continued brushing my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a universe where thoughts are creative. If you can think it, it exists. Is it any wonder why there are so many different diseases cropping up all over the place? Science is forever looking for different causes and as you seek so shall you find, even if you have to dream them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the "tree of the knowledge of good and evil" in the Garden of Eden that Adam and Eve were warned not to eat is the constant search for a cause. There has to be a cause and I'm going to find it, even if it kills me. Where would I be if I was looking for a cause for the gum bleed? I would be making an appointment to see a dentist on Monday, a shrink on Tuesday, a nutritionist on Wednesday, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now support a new "cause": to live in a causeless universe, one where there is no material, emotional, or mental cause, nor do I go looking for one. It is a realm of pure Love, the causeless realm.  In the causeless realm, one can eat freely of "every tree of the garden" and live as immortal beings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the causeless realm Ultimate Reality? Who knows? All I care about is that it is a choice I am making.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to live in a universe where love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111606574154183008?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111606574154183008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111606574154183008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/where-love-is.html' title='Where Love Is'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111599903746306037</id><published>2005-05-13T15:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:25:20.980Z</updated><title type='text'>Spirit in a Bottle versus Supernal Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;While in a bookshop yesterday, I heard an announcement for a book launch. The book was written by a member of staff. I go to this bookshop so frequently the staff feel like family. I felt I should support him, besides, they were also offering customers free glasses of wine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gulped down a glass of red wine. I'm not much of a drinker and the wine had gone straight to my head. I felt a bit light-headed. Everyone had a wonderful aura around them. The world sure is a beautiful place! I tried to read the blurb to the new novel but I couldn't make head nor tail of it, so I left to catch my bus home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, it was a long bus journey so I had time to get myself back together. It was quite easy really, I simply meditated and returned to normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked home from the bus stop I had a thought that the feeling I had after drinking wine was more or less identical to when I am being true to myself as Spirit. Consider the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle Spirit: I feel light-headed and unsteady on my legs.&lt;br /&gt;Supernal Spirit: I can't feel my body or my legs, it's as if I'm not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle Spirit: I feel a lot of love for everyone and everyone looks friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Supernal Spirit: I love everyone and everyone looks friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle Spirit: I feel really relaxed, all thoughts are dissolved.&lt;br /&gt;Supernal Spirit: I am in complete bliss, all thoughts cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle Spirit: I've only had hangover once in my life and I had a headache and was nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;Supernal Spirit: Without Spirit I feel sluggish, unfulfilled, unhappy and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  Whoever thought up the word "spirit" for an alcoholic beverage knew what he was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, given a choice between spirit in a bottle and supernal Spirit, which do I prefer? Hmmm. Tricky, very tricky. I prefer to stick with supernal Spirit and enjoy the occasional tipple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'll check the bookshop's programme for the next book launch. You never know, they might be offering free wine. I can then use that opportunity to prove once and for all whether I prefer spirit in a bottle to supernal Spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Gormless grin). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111599903746306037?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111599903746306037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111599903746306037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/spirit-in-bottle-versus-su_111599903746306037.html' title='Spirit in a Bottle versus Supernal Spirit'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111590118808126104</id><published>2005-05-12T12:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-12T12:43:00.170Z</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite Psalms</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A few of my favourite Psalms. I see the LORD as the Presence of Love, the Source, the One that is all in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Psalm 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.&lt;br /&gt;2: He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.&lt;br /&gt;3: He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.&lt;br /&gt;4: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;5: Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;6: Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the LORD is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?&lt;br /&gt;2: When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell.&lt;br /&gt;3: Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident.&lt;br /&gt;4: One thing have I desired of the LORD, that will I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the LORD, and to inquire in his temple.&lt;br /&gt;5: For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.&lt;br /&gt;6: And now shall mine head be lifted up above mine enemies round about me: therefore will I offer in his tabernacle sacrifices of joy; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises unto the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;7: Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice: have mercy also upon me, and answer me.&lt;br /&gt;8: When thou saidst, Seek ye my face; my heart said unto thee, Thy face, LORD, will I seek.&lt;br /&gt;9: Hide not thy face far from me; put not thy servant away in anger: thou hast been my help; leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation.&lt;br /&gt;10: When my father and my mother forsake me, then the LORD will take me up.&lt;br /&gt;11: Teach me thy way, O LORD, and lead me in a plain path, because of mine enemies.&lt;br /&gt;12: Deliver me not over unto the will of mine enemies: for false witnesses are risen up against me, and such as breathe out cruelty.&lt;br /&gt;13: I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.&lt;br /&gt;14: Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;2: Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;&lt;br /&gt;3: Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah.&lt;br /&gt;4: There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, the holy place of the tabernacles of the most High.&lt;br /&gt;5: God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.&lt;br /&gt;6: The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved: he uttered his voice, the earth melted.&lt;br /&gt;7: The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.&lt;br /&gt;8: Come, behold the works of the LORD, what desolations he hath made in the earth.&lt;br /&gt;9: He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; he breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; he burneth the chariot in the fire.&lt;br /&gt;10: Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.&lt;br /&gt;11: The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 121&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.&lt;br /&gt;2: My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.&lt;br /&gt;3: He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.&lt;br /&gt;4: Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.&lt;br /&gt;5: The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.&lt;br /&gt;6: The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.&lt;br /&gt;7: The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.&lt;br /&gt;8: The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/toc/modeng/public/KjvPsal.html"&gt;Psalms, The Bible, King James Version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111590118808126104?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111590118808126104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111590118808126104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-favourite-psalms.html' title='My Favourite Psalms'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111581028524340471</id><published>2005-05-11T11:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-11T11:30:39.626Z</updated><title type='text'>Love Without Conditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which seeth in secret shall reward thee openly." (Matthew 6: 6)&lt;/blockquote&gt;Believe it or not, I am not always in an elevated state of consciousness, nor do I always feel like speaking to people on my journeys. Sometimes, I just want to be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt very cold yesterday evening. On a bus journey home I tried to keep warm. I heard sobs. I looked around the bus and noticed a man sobbing. He was draining a can of beer in his mouth soon followed by another. People stared but no one went near him. When passengers came on the bus he stared at them and sobbed even louder but passengers fled to the other side of the &lt;a href="http://www.tfl.gov.uk/buses/ini_207.shtml"&gt;bendy bus&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I didn't feel like speaking to him, I knew I could help in the only way I knew how. I imagined liquid love pouring over his head. In my mind's eye I gave him a hug and I went back to my meditation. The man continued sobbing and "drowning his sorrows" all the way to his destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got off the bus I still felt cold. The evening felt more like deep winter and my bones rattled.  I could do with some liquid Love. I saw myself as Light pouring energy over my head and giving the human self a hug. I immediately calmed down. Once I was at peace, I felt neither hot nor cold. I see heat and cold as different states of mind or thoughts which, when dissolved into the formless silence, cease to have form...until you start thinking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked home I thought again about the man on the bus. It would seem as if because no one went near him no one cared, but you can't go by appearances. I am sure people care and some may have wondered what was wrong with him, why he was drinking so much etc. Just because someone hasn't acted in a physical way doesn't mean people don't care.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy for one to judge another, particularly someone drinking. You wonder why he's getting himself in that state in the first place. Why isn't he  taking responsibility etc?  But Divine Love doesn't judge people's behaviour, Love is without conditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then realised that I had been thinking about having so much love and wanting to love others. Well, the Universe provided the perfect opportunity to love as God loves; to love in secret and trust in the Love to work through the human instrument as he or she is open to receive. Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divine Love is without and beyond conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111581028524340471?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111581028524340471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111581028524340471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-without-conditions.html' title='Love Without Conditions'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111572565505505170</id><published>2005-05-10T11:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-10T11:47:35.063Z</updated><title type='text'>Why It is Important to Have Discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The following happened yesterday on a bus in the way to town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am resting in silence. From the silence I hear the driver announcing that the bus is being delayed because of some accident. I open my eyes.  I notice the world spinning round me.  How very odd! Just as well the body is sitting down. Then I notice a loss of sight in one eye signifying a migraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is no cause to this so I affirm "no cause" and remain in silence. After a while, I notice sight is back to normal, yet there is a thumping headache on one side. The stomach is churning wanting release, all symptoms of a migraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's strange about the experience is that I am aware that on the one hand, I am completely blissful.  On the other hand, I observe the body going through migraine. I know only one is true and it is not the bodily experience. Reminds me of a joke by Tommy Cooper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Apparently, 1 in 5 people in the world are Chinese. And there are 5 people in my family, so it must be one of them. It's either my mum or my dad. Or my older brother Colin. Or my younger brother Ho-Cha-Chu. But I think it's Colin." &lt;a href="http://members.tripod.com/~Doug_Anderson/jokes.htm"&gt;Tommy Cooper Jokes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Throughout the journey I remain in silence.  As soon as I arrive home, I sit in silence. Though I can still hear the television and, at one point, my mother gets on the phone, I'm unaffected by the sounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother said she took some pain killers earlier and felt woozy and couldn't go out. I realised it was her pain the human body had picked up on which was translated as a migraine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are One with all humans, you might be affected by the various thoughts and beliefs out there. This is why it is important for me to have discipline by practising being in silence or working with &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/working-with-sacred-fire_10.html"&gt;Sacred Fire&lt;/a&gt;. Discipline is a reminder that my identity is Spirit though I may appear to have a body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the thought passing off as a migraine? It was dissolved in the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/consuming-fire.html"&gt;The Consuming Fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111572565505505170?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111572565505505170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111572565505505170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-it-is-important-to-have-discipline_10.html' title='Why It is Important to Have Discipline'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111571953471924094</id><published>2005-05-10T10:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-10T10:07:32.136Z</updated><title type='text'>Working With Sacred Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever." (Psalm 23: 5-6)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"[LOVE] prepareth a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: [LOVE] anointeth my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house [the consciousness] of [LOVE] for ever." &lt;a href="http://www.christianscience.org/SAH/SAH_XVI.html"&gt;Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am the Sacred Fire of Divine Love. This Fire has appeared to me as formless purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I work with Divine Love, I imagine molten purple liquid pouring over the top of my head like a gentle waterfall, going to all areas of my body. The analogy that comes to mind is a volcanic eruption. Like a &lt;a href="http://www.geo.mtu.edu/volcanoes/hazards/primer/pyro.html"&gt;pyroclastic&lt;/a&gt; lava flow, the molten liquid melts everything in its path, such as beliefs I have, thoughts, errors, thoughts about others within my consciousness, people I meet, everything; transforming all into molten Love.  The relentless Sacred Fire continues Her work of purification and transmutation for eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I need any physical healing I simply  direct the molten purple liquid to whatever part of me needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Sacred Fire,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111571953471924094?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111571953471924094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111571953471924094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/working-with-sacred-fire_10.html' title='Working With Sacred Fire'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111564697718983962</id><published>2005-05-09T13:39:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-17T13:40:26.537Z</updated><title type='text'>The Consuming Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For our God is a consuming fire." (Hebrews 12: 29)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am the all consuming Fire that is Divine Love. When called upon, I transmute all creations unlike me to be like me. Nothing is too large or small for me. And there is no need for any preparation, just call upon me and I am there. But you must surrender to me completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer has experienced my presence as sparks of electricity on her body which she finds very painful at times, as if she is on fire. Know that this is due to her perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cool if you expect coolness; I am hot if you expect heat; I am electrifying if you expect electricity. I recommend that you let go of all definitions and expectations and accept me as I am. Even the colour, purple, is how the writer perceives me but as she feels happy with seeing me as purple, that is OK with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the all consuming fire that is Love. Call upon me and I am at your service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, I am You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All My Love,&lt;br /&gt;The Consuming Fire Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111564697718983962?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111564697718983962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111564697718983962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/consuming-fire.html' title='The Consuming Fire'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111563983944842284</id><published>2005-05-09T11:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-09T12:00:38.580Z</updated><title type='text'>My Name is Enocia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him." (Genesis 5: 24)&lt;/blockquote&gt;My name is Enocia, from Enoch, who was described in the scriptures as "walked with God and he was not." It is generally accepted that Enoch ascended and did not experience death.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired to adopt this name to reflect my life as walking with God.  The way I see it, when I perceived reality as God and the world, I am walking with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see only God then God has taken me and I no longer am.  All is God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia is pronounced E-knockea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111563983944842284?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111563983944842284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111563983944842284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-name-is-enocia.html' title='My Name is Enocia'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111563765613967450</id><published>2005-05-09T10:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-10T10:13:08.073Z</updated><title type='text'>My Best Efforts Are Not Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Submit yourselves therefore to God. Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you." (James 4: 7-8)&lt;/blockquote&gt;In the presence of Love, human efforts are meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As humans, we have our ideas of what Love is and what it means to act from a place of Love. All of that is made-up stuff and has nothing to do with Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you observe someone behaving in a way you believe is not of Love. According to your perception, she is being hateful about someone, angry and filled with fear. You believe her words and thoughts are hurting the other and hurting herself. This is based on the consensus agreement that what you do to others you do to yourself, as there is only One in reality. This is only true because you believe it is true. But from the place of Love, it matters not how someone is acting, for Love only knows Love. Love can only Love. As it is written in the Bhagavad Gita:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The Lord is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;And always perfect:&lt;br /&gt;What does He care for man's sin&lt;br /&gt;Or the righteousness of man?" (The Bhagavad Gita, translated by Swami Prabhavananda &amp;amp; Christopher Isherwood) &lt;/blockquote&gt;The Lord is Perfect Love. I am the Lord and it is always Me loving the human form. The Lord is a consuming fire of Love that is so intense it can melt away any resistance one may have, change reality, and leave you in complete bliss. But I have to let go of all human ideas of Love and submit to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel guilty about treating another "badly" in the past? Do you have any regrets? Turn to the Lord for the Lord loves you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are a bad person? Turn to the Lord for the Lord loves you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel you are not deserving of love because you don't know how to love? Turn to the Lord for the Lord loves you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe you need to have understanding Truth before you can enjoy all Good? Turn to the Lord for the Lord loves you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I have to learn to be worthy of Love.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to forgive to be worthy of Love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be good to be worthy of Love.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be perfect to be worthy of Love.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to prove to be worthy of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the teachings of truth will never come close to the One Truth that I am the Lord/Divine Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need to do is accept my inheritance, that I am Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any law exists it is this: "Love, Love, Love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-that-wants-nothing-in-return.html"&gt;The Love That Wants Nothing in Return&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See &lt;a href="http://www.templeofthepresence.org/portrait.htm"&gt;Portrait of Your Mighty I Am Presence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111563765613967450?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111563765613967450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111563765613967450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-best-efforts-are-not-enough.html' title='My Best Efforts Are Not Enough'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111558059918842853</id><published>2005-05-08T18:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-09T12:14:03.960Z</updated><title type='text'>The Love That Wants Nothing in Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For our God is a consuming fire." (Hebrews 12: 29)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"God is light, and in him is no darkness at all." (1 John 1: 5)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him." (1 John 4: 16)&lt;/blockquote&gt;You could have all wisdom; you could be the most successful (in human terms) man or woman in the world; you could be the richest person; but without Love, it all means nothing. I have searched for this Love in relationships, at work and play, even in spirituality, but none have come close to this Love I am about to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this Love? To put it simply, I am the Love I seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I want to experience this Love, I imagine myself hugging me, the human form; but the Me doing the hugging is much larger. Another way I express this Love is I see the human self as very tiny, and the Me that is Love like a lamp shade that covers the human completely. The Love I feel is so intense that all ailments or resistance melt away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Love that I am, I don't care about human knowledge. I don't care about what the human self has done in the past. I don't care whether the human self is good or bad in human terms. I, Love, am all consuming and melt away all thoughts the human self has into silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Love that I am is like sitting next to a warm fire and feeling so comfortable that you lose yourself in the warmth only to discover you are the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Love that I am is like being in silence i.e. having no thoughts and you get so lost in the silence that you forget yourself as a human and know nothing but silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many years I have been interested in healing. I've studied several healing techniques. I can dream up new cures for different ailments but the simplest cure of all is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours ago on one of my bus journeys, I felt pins and needles on my body which hurt, I get this from time to time. I swapped states and knew myself as Love. I hugged the human self and repeated "I love you," over and over again until the human self calmed down and the pain dissolved into nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was waiting for my bus I heard a woman complaining about the appalling service and how she'd been waiting a long time. I was also waiting for the same bus but I was using the time to hug myself. I felt this uncontrollable urge to hug the woman but I didn't want to frighten her. I moved towards her and engaged her in a conversation about buses. She told me where she'd been and where she wanted to go to. In my own way, listening to her was giving her a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel as if I'm going to burst with all this Love. I would like to share this Love in relationships, to love just because it feels so good to Love the way I am being Love. I guess this website is an outlet for me to share the Love that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is Love and all is God. This Love is all consuming and can feel very intense if you're not used to a Love that doesn't judge or want anything in return. I believe this is the Love people seek in friendships and relationships and in life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Home.&lt;br /&gt;I am truly the Love I seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All My Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See &lt;a href="http://www.templeofthepresence.org/portrait.htm"&gt;Portrait of Your Mighty I Am Presence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111558059918842853?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111558059918842853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111558059918842853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/love-that-wants-nothing-in-return.html' title='The Love That Wants Nothing in Return'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111547845152067095</id><published>2005-05-07T14:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:24:49.200Z</updated><title type='text'>Silence is Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's been a windy day today. I came out of a shop and I was nearly blown away by a sudden gust of wind. The ferocity of the wind whipped against my left cheek and I escaped for dear life into silence. In silence I faced the wind and continued my walk. I observed people around me being tossed about but for me, it was as if nothing was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed nothing was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tend to think of thoughts as intangible and invisible entities that can be positive or negative.  This is not how I perceive reality. Thoughts are everywhere, they just appear in different forms.  A lot of the time they appear very solid like our bodies, buildings, trees, wind, rain, climatic conditions and all forms around us; and other times they are invisible. Yet they are thought-forms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To move from the realm of thoughts I retreat into silence.  I have observed that silence either dissolves thought forms to the formless, or it transmute thoughts into different states, in the same way heat transmutes ice to liquid and then gas.  I have noticed that when I spend a lot of time in silence, I feel weightless, like I am not here, yet, I'm very much visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the gust of wind example. When I came out of the building, I was in a thought form state. In this state, thoughts compete against other thoughts for supremacy. In this realm, thoughts attract like-thoughts.  But when I stepped into the causeless realm of silence, I was able to transmute my body into formlessness where the wind has no power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine what the world will be like if people practised being in silence for a few minutes, at least, a day.  What bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence is Power.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Silence,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/realm-of-no-thoughts.html"&gt;The Realm of No Thoughts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111547845152067095?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111547845152067095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111547845152067095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/silence-is-power.html' title='Silence is Power'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111547047150718055</id><published>2005-05-07T12:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-07T12:54:31.513Z</updated><title type='text'>All is Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Years ago I trained in &lt;a href="http://www.ppdlearning.co.uk/Whatisnlplong.htm"&gt;NLP&lt;/a&gt; (Neuro Linguistic Programming). Now, NLP doesn't profess to be the Truth. The founders acknowledge NLP as a map of reality only which one can believe in if one finds it useful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While studying &lt;a href="http://www.ppdlearning.co.uk/Whatisnlplong.htm"&gt;NLP&lt;/a&gt; I came across the following &lt;a href="http://www.nlpls.com/articles/positiveIntent.php"&gt;presupposition&lt;/a&gt;), which originates from Virginia Satir, a family therapist: "Behind Every Behavior is a Positive Intention."  A lot of the NLP techniques are based on this presupposition which of course have to be tested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe "positive intention" is another way of saying Love, the essence of all. Love is a knowing, a presence, though it is imperceptible to the senses. You can sit with someone and feel this presence as silence without needing to say  or do anything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all trying to express Love. Even when someone appears to be angry or behaves in a way one finds unacceptable, the intention is to express Love in the only way the individual knows how. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe to express Love, I have to realise I am Love. I know myself as this Loving Presence, the stillness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say I, the Presence, wants to express Love for someone. I need to manifest in a form that the other will find most appropriate and willing to accept. I appear in different forms;  as a friend who you can have fun with; as a boyfriend who adores you and shows his love by buying you presents and want to spend time with you; as a passion for a hobby; as the pleasure someone gets from basking in sunlight; as a feeling of joy; there are innumerable ways I appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say I appear as love from your partner. This means that his every touch, his smile, the way he looks at you, his kisses, his words and actions are Love being expressed in the way you expect Love. He may not express me perfectly but it is the positive intention, Love, that counts. If you really want to feel my presence with your boyfriend, be still and you will know me in the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I know I am Love, I realise that Love expressed through various human instruments are me loving myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I saw a man driving in his car. Our eyes met and we exchanged smiles. I knew I was loving myself through him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every action has a positive intention. Instead of looking at someone's behaviour, good or bad, go beyond to the original intent, the Presence trying to express Self. Be still for a moment and be with the intention in the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is Essence. &lt;br /&gt;Love is Presence.&lt;br /&gt;I trust in Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111547047150718055?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111547047150718055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111547047150718055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/all-is-love_07.html' title='All is Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111546415101049553</id><published>2005-05-07T11:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-07T11:09:11.010Z</updated><title type='text'>Trusting in Guidance</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I will go before thee, and make the crooked places straight: I will break in pieces the gates of brass, and cut in sunder the bars of iron: And I will give thee the treasures of darkness, and hidden riches of secret places, that thou mayest know that I, the LORD, which call thee by thy name, am the God of Israel." (Isaiah 45: 2-3)&lt;/blockquote&gt;What is guidance? How do I know when to trust in guidance? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's earlier today and I'm on the bus to my local library. I am sitting downstairs. Just as I am about to get off I see myself back on the bus, sitting upstairs.  Does this mean I should just stay on?  I get off the bus anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Internet facilities are not working in the library. Damn, I should have stayed on that bus! Why didn't I listen to my intuition?  I return to the bus stop and a bus arrives shortly. I decide to sit upstairs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the journey I ponder over what would have happened if I had stayed on that bus.  How would I have known I was right? I had to test my intuition so I had made the right decision to get off the bus, find out, and get back on another bus. In any case, I can see the first bus ahead of us. I arrive at my destination a few minutes behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This example demonstrates that I am omnipresent. I am constantly sending myself information about what I should expect and making preparations in advance. I need to continue to stay alert and trust in myself, for I am Guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Light,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111546415101049553?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111546415101049553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111546415101049553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/trusting-in-guidance_111546415101049553.html' title='Trusting in Guidance'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111540839803899308</id><published>2005-05-06T19:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-07T09:54:17.170Z</updated><title type='text'>The Games People Play!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I like taking naps on my bus journeys.  I've noticed lately that when I fall asleep, I wake up not having a clue where I am or who I am. I remember nothing. I am completely empty of all thoughts, desires and feelings.  I simply am the I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I stay in that state until I remember that I am on such and such a bus going to such and such a place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this "I" playing at being and going somewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know I am the Silence and there is nothing to be and nowhere to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the games people play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Silence,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111540839803899308?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111540839803899308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111540839803899308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/games-people-play.html' title='The Games People Play!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111540718984532312</id><published>2005-05-06T18:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-07T09:54:46.406Z</updated><title type='text'>Trust in the Universe, She Knows What She's Doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It is late afternoon and getting pretty chilly. When I get on the bus at the first stop I shut two of the windows. I bask in the warmth. At the next stop more passengers get on.  Much to my dismay, two guys open the windows. Great, thanks a bunch! I brace myself for the wind's impact; I pull up the zip on my jacket and adopt a huddling position. But the Universe has other ideas. The sun comes out and I feel heat all round my neck, so much so, I unzip my jacket.  I get it, Oh ye of little faith, right? Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I'm in town and on my way home I catch a bus to Aldwych and another bus from there. Now at the last stop, the driver either stops at, say, Stop A or Stop B. Both stops are good for me as I can catch any of the buses home from there.  The only snag is knowing which one will arrive first. Do I stand in the middle of Stop A and B and make a dash for it which bus comes first.  The Universe provides a much easier solution as illustrated in the following example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the bus to Aldwych. At the last stop, the driver stops at Stop A. As I trust in the Universe, I know this is an indication that the first bus will arrive at Stop A. Sure enough, in less than 2 minutes my bus arrives at Stop A. Effortless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Universe knows what She is doing. Once the intent has been put out, She is on the lookout for agents to fulfil that particular goal.  In this piece, the agent in the first example is the sun which keeps me warm even when the windows are open. In the second example, the agent is the bus driver who stops where I need to catch my next bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is One and nothing can oppose the One unless you believe in the contrary.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every moment all is perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Universe,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111540718984532312?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111540718984532312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111540718984532312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/trust-in-universe-she-knows-what-shes.html' title='Trust in the Universe, She Knows What She&apos;s Doing'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111530039086906392</id><published>2005-05-05T13:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-05T16:10:19.446Z</updated><title type='text'>Revisting the Causeless Realm</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Say not ye, There are yet four months, and then cometh harvest? behold, I say unto you, Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest.” (John 4: 34) &lt;/blockquote&gt;Imagine waking up one day to find trees hanging in mid air with no roots. Would that freak you out or would you accept this reality as normal? What if people were constantly appearing out of nowhere? Would you be able to accept this reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so used to the notion of cause and effects. A tree can't appear without expecting it to be planted first as a seed. People can't appear out of nowhere, they have to either be walking or arrived on transportation. Even if someone teleports, they have to come from somewhere. What if appearing out of nowhere and for no reason was normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in two Ultimate Truths:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There is only One Intelligence or Power that is responsible for the visible and invisible realm.&lt;br /&gt;2. There is no cause to the universe, visible or invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would seem like there is a contradiction. How can there be one Power behind all and yet there is no cause. It is simply this: the One Power or Intelligence is causeless, therefore, there is really only one Ultimate Truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is No Cause!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman whose husband has gone to war receives news that her husband has been killed. She is inconsolable. After a few days, she receives confirmation that her husband is still alive and well. The woman is jubilant. Was there a cause for her misery? It seemed like there was and yet there was no cause as her husband was still alive. Her inner state couldn't tell the difference between fact and fiction. What if her husband had been captured and languished in prison for years while she believed her husband had died. She eventually accepts the situation and moves on, re-marries even, until one day her husband returns. What then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in situations where I have been upset about something based on my view at the time only to discover I was completely wrong, which changed my inner state to happiness. This is the reality of the world we live in which is a roller-coaster ride of emotions. You experience what you believe to be true, whether it is fact or fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a dream where things come out of nowhere without a cause but we can choose to believe everything has a cause. Since it is all imaginary anyway, what you believe to be true will be created as your truth. If you believe in a law of cause and effect so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever occurred to anyone that if something can happen out of nothing, if the universe can mould itself to fit one's beliefs and expectations, that there can't be any laws? With laws there are fixed rules that you adhere to in order for such and such to occur; maths is a good example. If the universe can be anything, how can there be any fixed laws?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it, instead of adding to the conflicting beliefs, why not stick to what I believe to be true: There is No Cause. Thus, no matter what is going on out there, there is no cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be stuck in a traffic jam and logic dictates there has to be a cause to the traffic. It could be because of an earlier accident, or there are roadworks or faulty traffic lights; but I say there is no cause. I then observe the traffic dissolve into nothing. Naturally, as the universe likes to please everyone, the traffic will re-materialise for those who believe in a cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone promises to get in contact and he hasn't. Do I drive myself nuts dreaming up reasons why he hasn't got in touch. Forget it. There is no reason why he hasn't contacted me. Everything is perfect. If he does that's fine, if he doesn't that's also fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick all of a sudden. Do I start racking my brain over the cause? What was I thinking before? What is this trying to teach me? Ah, forget it! I say there is no cause and observe the body get back to normal on its own. If I'm looking for a cause, I will receive ideas about possible causes and spend time, however long, trying to understand, learn from and root it out, so I can eventually be healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe, as I see it, is causeless, therefore, it is not under any laws. It is a realm of "anything goes." Whatever you believe is true and lovely is what you experience. The problem arises when people try to impose their ideas of what is true and lovely on others and expect everyone to share the same beliefs. If you believe that you have to adhere to a certain rule in order to have an experience, the Intelligence will "inspire" someone to create that very rule and you will end up believing and adhering to that rule in order to experience that reality. When you repeat a belief often enough, when many people believe in something often enough, it appears to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The causeless Intelligence contains all possible realities and beliefs. It will give you a universe of cause and effect if that is what you believe. Isn't it possible causelessness is also a belief? Sure, it is a belief. I would rather believe in a reality where all things are possible without any rules, than one where you have to follow rules. What if you don't know the rules and others do? You are basically stuffed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can one experience life in a causeless universe? Here's part of the lyrics to &lt;a href="http://www.fpx.de/fp/Disney/Lyrics/MaryPoppins.html#A"&gt;A Spoonful of Sugar&lt;/a&gt; in my favourite movie of all time, &lt;a href="http://www.reelclassics.com/Musicals/MaryPoppins/marypoppins.htm"&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/a&gt;, which I believe explains it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In ev'ry job that must be done&lt;br /&gt;There is an element of fun&lt;br /&gt;you find the fun and snap!&lt;br /&gt;The job's a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ev'ry task you undertake&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a piece of cake&lt;br /&gt;A lark! A spree!&lt;br /&gt;It's very clear to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a...&lt;br /&gt;Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down-wown&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;In a most delightful way &lt;a href="http://www.fpx.de/fp/Disney/Lyrics/MaryPoppins.html#A"&gt;A Spoonful of Sugar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;In other words, you start off knowing that life is only a game and it shouldn't be taken seriously, then you start to play. You decide what game you want to play and observe as the game plays itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the scene where Mary Poppins sings this song she is teaching the kids, she's looking after, how to tidy their bedroom. During the game, the clothes tidy themselves up. This is how I believe we are meant to experience life, as a game. You decide on the intent and let it play itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we make up rules we limit the game. Imagine if Mary Poppins had a rule for how the clothes and toys should behave. They probably would still be lying on the floor. In the causeless realm, all things are possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back I was helping a friend move a table out of his house. The table was too wide to go through. In thought, I asked for help and the wall moved so the table could slip through. Would this have been possible under the law of cause/effect? You can't expect something that hard to change its shape all of a sudden. You're going to need many people to believe in that possibility for it to happen. That's the limitation of living in a reality of causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday in the library while I was emailing a friend, I realised my time was fast running out. If I wanted more time I was going to have to ask the librarian. The time was automatically increased without me having to ask, so I had enough time to finish what I was doing. How did this happen? I don't care to speculate, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have played the game of thinking first and expecting the thought to be made manifest in due course whether by effort or through someone else. I prefer playing new games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games where there are no rules.&lt;br /&gt;Games where I expect the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;Games where all things are possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I much prefer living in a causeless realm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Am,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-is-all-nothing.html"&gt;It is All Nothing&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/healing-by-declaring-no-cause_18.html"&gt;Healing by Declaring "No Cause"&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/uncaused.html"&gt;The Uncaused&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/in-causeless-realm_12.html"&gt;In a Causeless Realm&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/there-is-no-cause_110545050028848661.html"&gt;There is No Cause&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111530039086906392?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111530039086906392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111530039086906392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/revisting-causeless-realm.html' title='Revisting the Causeless Realm'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111520957469212424</id><published>2005-05-04T12:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-04T12:35:36.220Z</updated><title type='text'>Good versus Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Why callest thou me good? there is none good but one, that is, God." (Matthew 19: 17) &lt;/blockquote&gt;Is there such a reality as good versus evil?  There appears to be the case. People are constantly moving towards what is good and wanting to be good; while moving away from or fighting against evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things I like that I consider to be good that others might frown upon. For instance, I love eating tissue paper but many might consider this bad.  There are television programmes I enjoy which others might consider evil. What exactly is good and evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good and evil appear to be discrete states. I believe this is only the case when perceived as separate from the whole.  When I see myself as the only One where everything is a part of that One, there ceases to be realities/states of good versus evil. Everything is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back I went shopping with my mother. At the supermarket, I noticed this woman doing her shopping. I saw the same woman in another aisle and smiled at her.  I saw her again later and we exchanged smiles. I teased her about following us. Then she said to my mother, "You must be very proud of your daughter.  She is very good, isn't she?" My mother said yes.  I wondered what the woman meant by "good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another recent outing with my mother, an elderly gentleman got on the bus we were on. I've seen him around and always have a chat with him. I like the way he addresses me as "madam."  He said hello and I introduced him to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your daughter is very good, madam," he said to my mother. "She always says hello when I see her. She has a lot of respect for people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he had elaborated on what he meant by "good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there an ultimate Good? For me, Good is like experiencing all types of love at the same time, which makes you want to experience that feeling forever. How this feeling gets translated in the human realm is another matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who is very loving and giving, for instance, might be perceived in the human realm, on the one hand to be loving, kind, sexy, magnetic, charismatic, joyful, happy, peaceful, trusting, compassionate, warm and relaxing; on the other hand, could be perceived as intense, full-on, overwhelming, unrealistic, untrustworthy, naive, and gullible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on the one interpreting Good whether she or he is open to receive or think it's all too much. The feelings evoked leads one to experience the physical equivalent. When you feel "happy" you attract "happy" situations...etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the many different states are opportunities for the One Good to express Self. As long as the states don't forget that although they are a playing at being different states, their nature is Good and will always be Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no good versus evil, only Good.  &lt;br /&gt;There is only One and it is very Good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Good,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111520957469212424?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111520957469212424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111520957469212424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-versus-evil_111520957469212424.html' title='Good versus Evil'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111520396387512962</id><published>2005-05-04T10:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-04T13:07:24.430Z</updated><title type='text'>My Pet Hates</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have two pet hates. Aaargh! Aaargh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first pet hate is cliffhangers i.e. television programmes or movies that come in parts. They leave you wondering what happened to the characters.  Sometimes you have to wait months for the next part or, in the case of a movie like Star Wars, you have to wait years for the prequels.  Aaargh!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Keeping people waiting is getting people to believe in time. There is no time.  Time is an illusion. There is nothing to wait for!  Aaargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next pet hate is those who profess to be God's mediators. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust in me and I'll lead the way home to God." &lt;br /&gt;"Trust in me and I'll teach you the word of God."&lt;br /&gt;"Trust in me and I'll tell you how to live your life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No thank you, I need no mediator to God. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For one to trust in a mediator, one has to believe one is apart from God. Everything and everyone is God. Since there is only God why does one need a mediator? I trust in myself.  Aaargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it, my two pet hates. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Aaargh!  Aaargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaargh,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111520396387512962?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111520396387512962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111520396387512962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-pet-hates.html' title='My Pet Hates'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111513278106859040</id><published>2005-05-03T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:06:21.070Z</updated><title type='text'>Life is Like Watching Different TV Channels</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In Metaphysics, it has become very popular to think in terms of the "real" and the "unreal."  We say "only love is real."   What does this mean?  Is an experience that is considered "real" one that lasts for eternity; and the "unreal" ephemeral?  I have come to realise that all realities exist for eternity whether you believe them to be "real" or "unreal."  World is truly without end.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday on another bus journey, a bus stop was brought to my awareness. Over the last year, in preparation for the new &lt;a href="http://www.tfl.gov.uk/buses/ini_207.shtml"&gt;Bendy buses&lt;/a&gt;, many bus stop have been refurbished. As I stared at that particular bus stop, I realised I couldn't remember what the older versions looked like. It felt like at some point I had shifted from one reality to the next along with my memory of previous bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because bus stops are new doesn't mean the older versions have disappeared from memory. The previous versions exist within Universal Mind in another reality now imperceptible to the human senses, and will exist for eternity. I know for a fact that all thoughts exist for eternity. When I have visited historical places of interests, I have been able to "see" people in that era.  I once went on a tour of a listed building in London. While we stood on the stairs and listened to the guide, in my mind's eye I saw a lady's dress caught on something and watched her tumbling down the stairs. The guide told us that in former times, women were constantly getting their long skirts caught and falling down those stairs. Did I read her mind or was I reading Universal Mind? I would say I was reading the one Universal Mind where I was able to tap into information that exists for eternity.  I've learned my lesson and I tend to avoid tapping into the Universal Mind whenever I visit historical place of interests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I wake up to what appears to be a different day. What happened to yesterday?  Did yesterday vanish into oblivion? Yesterday is very much alive and kicking. A new day is simply experiencing another "slice" of eternity. A new day is the equivalent of watching a particular channel on television. While your focus is on one channel, you don't appear to be aware of hundreds of other channels going on at the same time, yet, they are still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Returning to the concept of what is "real" and "unreal." If you are of the belief that "only love is real," you might consider sickness and suffering to be "unreal."  Having that realisation might heal you of a particular disease. Just because you've been healed doesn't mean you've got rid of the disease permanently?  You cannot get rid of anything, for everything exists for eternity in Universal Mind.  Experiencing healing is making a choice whether to continue watching the same channel or switching to another channel. Whatever channel you decide to watch, the others will still continue for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is filled with unlimited experiences. You can choose what  channel/experience you wish to watch or experience. You also get to choose how long you wish to experience that reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I choose channels I love watching whether they are considered to be "real" or "unreal"; for in Oneness there is nothing "real" or "unreal" just the One Television showing different channels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111513278106859040?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111513278106859040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111513278106859040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-like-watching-different-tv_03.html' title='Life is Like Watching Different TV Channels'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111511916800970738</id><published>2005-05-03T10:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-03T11:57:38.053Z</updated><title type='text'>Relationships - A Metaphor</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Recently I went through a relationship dilemma. On the one hand I thought it would be nice to have a relationship. On the other hand, when I did attract the situation, I couldn't decide whether I could treat anyone as exclusive when I loved everyone. Then I watched an episode of Star Trek, called &lt;a href="http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/series/VOY/episode/108708.html"&gt;Fair Haven&lt;/a&gt;, which gave me a different perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Paris and Harry Kim, have designed a new &lt;a href="http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/library/technology/article/105222.html"&gt;holodeck program&lt;/a&gt;, a virtual reality set in an Irish village called Fair Haven. The ship is on a collision path with an "interstellar hurricane."  Captain Janeway gives permission for the Fair Haven programme to run 24 hours a day so the crew can visit and keep their mind away from the approaching storm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time Captain Janeway pays a visit to Fair Haven, she takes a shine to one of the holodeck characters, a bar man called Michael who is already married. When Janeway returns to the ship, she decides to make some adjustments to Michael: she asks the computer to make Michael taller, make him interested in literature and to delete his wife.  The next time Janeway enters Fair Haven, Michael is her ideal guy and they develop a friendship which leads to a romantic liaison.  Janeway finds herself falling in love with Michael. How can she have feelings for a hologram?  She gets scared and doesn't show up for their next date.  Janeway later realises that it doesn't matter whether Michael is a hologram, she can accept him for who he is and enjoy his company.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime the storm hits voyager.  The crew has to use all their resources, including power from the holodeck suite, to weather the storm. This results in part of Fair Haven being destroyed. It will take 6 weeks for Paris and Kim to repair the programme. Janeway visits the holodeck character, Michael, and tells him she's going away for a while. Michael tells her he loves her. Janeway tells him she might return after six weeks. At the end of the episode, Janeway asks the computer to deny her further access to Michael's programmes so that she is no longer able to re-programme his personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship between Janeway and Michael reminds me of intimate relationships.  What if I meet someone I really like on a physical attraction level and he's not compatible in other ways?  Would I reprogramme him the way Janeway did?  That depends on one's interpretation.  In the first instance, I would create a "programme" of someone who meets my ideal, i.e. put out the intent of what I wish to experience.  If I meet someone who doesn't quite match up, there isn't much point "re-programming" the other. I would rather "re-programme" myself to remember always that the other is another aspect of myself; or "re-programme" myself to remember that underneath it all, we are all the same.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, in any relationship I am only being with myself. It's a matter of choosing which aspect of myself I wish to experience, accept my choice and have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise I can always remain single knowing I am already complete being the Love that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111511916800970738?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111511916800970738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111511916800970738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/relationships-metaphor.html' title='Relationships - A Metaphor'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111511704997316951</id><published>2005-05-03T10:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-03T10:44:09.973Z</updated><title type='text'>The Illusion of the Senses</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, after I've been in silence for a while, I notice sparkles of light on my body. It feels quite strange seeing your body as flesh on the one hand, and light on the other. Which is true?  Can they both be true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the Light is Essence that is all around us albeit appearing invisible to the senses. Essence is who I am and as I focus more on Essence, it is only natural to experience Essence as light; though light is one way Essence clothes Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether I'm going to suddenly find myself appear as part Light, part flesh.  That would be kind of freaky and funny at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe living as Essence doesn't necessarily mean I will disappear from the human senses.  When I feel my body as weightless; when I'm doing something but it feels like empty space doing the work as it is effortless; when it feels as if I'm pure consciousness yet people can still perceive me with the senses; that is when I know I am living as Essence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters not whether the senses continue to intepret my presence as flesh and blood.  I know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Essence,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111511704997316951?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111511704997316951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111511704997316951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/illusion-of-senses.html' title='The Illusion of the Senses'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111504210855761343</id><published>2005-05-02T13:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-02T13:55:08.556Z</updated><title type='text'>What If?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Earlier today I watched an episode of the sci-fi series, &lt;a href="http://www.gateworld.net/sg1/s4/420.shtml"&gt;Stargate&lt;/a&gt;, where an alien life form first takes over their computer mainframe. When the computer mainframe is no longer sufficient, it takes over Major Carter's brain. The entity insists that Carter is still within though he has taken over her faculties. The rest of the episode is about how they manage to get Carter back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this an interesting idea.  I sometimes feel as if the old me has been wiped out and taken over by some alien entity. There are other times when I feel as if there is still the old me within and this entity simply enhances the old me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if God is an alien entity with good intentions who works through compatible human instruments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a lot of benefit right now so this invasion suits me for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, the alien entity would like me to pass on this message: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;0111100001111100001&lt;/blockquote&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111504210855761343?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111504210855761343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111504210855761343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-if.html' title='What If?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111469013008118978</id><published>2005-04-28T11:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-28T13:48:09.093Z</updated><title type='text'>When Loss is Gain</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"If any man's work shall be burned, he shall suffer loss: but he himself shall be saved; yet so as by fire." (1 Corinthians 3: 15)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"But what things were gain to me, those I counted loss for Christ." (Philippians 3: 7)&lt;/blockquote&gt;If there is anything people fear in the search for truth of Self is the loss of individuality. People fear that to know one's true Self one has to give up one's history, one's efforts and one's memories; so you hold on for dear life to the ego that is making your life a misery. It is not like that at all. To lose is gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have written elsewhere that being of the One Mind is like travelling by bus. You are approaching your stop and are about to press the bell but another passenger, who also wants to get off at the same stop, presses the bell. You know the driver has already heard the bell so there's no need for you to bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressing the bell when it's already been pressed is the equivalent of people who like to be in control of their lives, who believe they have their own mind. "I did it my way." They believe they are their personality self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, if no one has pressed the bell you're going to have to press it yourself or miss your stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, losing the small self is realising that my identity is the All That Is. I can therefore relax and let the All That Is do the work whether it is through this personality called Enocia or someone else.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect example is an employer. He has a vision for his company and he employs others to carry this out. Each employee represents the Boss's eyes and ears. He can rest assured that his goals are being accomplished. The employer has expanded his sense of self to include his employees, his business, his clients, his peers and his competition. He has thus lost his little self and gained all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to fear in the loss of the ego or the little personality. Loss is always gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am All There Is,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/putting-under-utilised-workers-to-work.html"&gt;Putting the Under-Utilised Workers to Work&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111469013008118978?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111469013008118978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111469013008118978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/when-loss-is-gain.html' title='When Loss is Gain'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111461205490575304</id><published>2005-04-27T14:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-27T14:42:11.416Z</updated><title type='text'>What is True Guidance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This happened yesterday on a bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am minding my own business, or so I think, when I have an idea to get off the bus and catch a different bus. I wonder where I can catch that bus? What am I thinking?  Why would I want to get off this bus which is taking me where I want to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the same question coming from a boy who is asking the bus driver where to catch the same bus. Stone me! I've picked up on the boy's intention and presumed it is what I should be doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the snag about being of the One Mind.  If you are not careful you'll find yourself being tossed from pillar to post trying to fulfill different thoughts emerging within. This is why it's important to have a purpose, at least one for this Spirit personality called Enocia. This way, when I get an idea that is not part of my plan, I know I am reading the intention of another me. I can then decide whether to act or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid getting sidetracked best for me to be in silence; all thoughts are dissolved and one is guided in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am minding my own business from now on,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111461205490575304?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111461205490575304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111461205490575304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-true-guidance.html' title='What is True Guidance?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111460641183715830</id><published>2005-04-27T12:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-27T13:38:00.730Z</updated><title type='text'>For My Forever Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Thank you for being a friend&lt;br /&gt;Traveled down the road and back again&lt;br /&gt;your heart is true you're a pal and a confidant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you threw a party&lt;br /&gt;Invited everyone you knew&lt;br /&gt;You would see, the biggest gift would be for me&lt;br /&gt;and the card attached would say,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a friend" &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/gold-andrew-thank-you-for-being-a-friend-lyrics.html"&gt;Golden Girls Comedy Theme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Every day I meet wonderful people who are in essence me. It matters not whether the encounter lasts for a few minutes, an hour or longer, what matters to me is the love we share during that encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while I was waiting for a bus I got chatting to this woman. She asked me where I was headed and what bus I was waiting for and I told her. She was going to the same place. From that bus stop, you could either use the long-winded route or the shorter route. The long-winded route bus arrived first. She persuaded me to take the bus. We sat upstairs and continued our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She shared with me her love for travelling on the bus since she can travel for free on public transportation. (In the UK "senior citizens" are given free travel-cards). I said I loved travelling on buses. She said she has a son who still lives at home with her and her husband and he is a workaholic. Her son does research on BSE, mad cow disease. This reminded me of an article I wrote recently called &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/are-brits-deprived.html"&gt;Are the Brits Deprived?&lt;/a&gt;. I told her I recently read an article called &lt;a href="http://www.newciv.org/news2/index.htm/_v45/__show_article/_a000010-001533.htm"&gt;The Abolition of Work&lt;/a&gt; and how I expressed my view in a discussion forum that work should be fun. Our conversation moved on to spirituality. She asked me whether I believed in life after death. She said she's had three major operations and has witnessed family members dying of cancer. She couldn't understand why a God would let this happen. We discussed whether a God of Love is responsible for chaos and disharmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent an hour travelling together and it was such a joy being with her. I shall always treasure our encounter. It's actually her birthday today as I'm writing this, so Happy Birthday Betty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on during the day, I was just about to cross a traffic light when I saw this man with something between his fingers. It didn't look like a cigarette so I asked him what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a cigar," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"It's a bit skinny for a cigar, innit?"&lt;br /&gt;"It's a special type of cigar," he said. He opened a tin of thin cigars. "Do you want one?"&lt;br /&gt;"No thanks, I'm alright."&lt;br /&gt;"I enjoy smoking them. I've done all the right things and I've been miserable so I'm going to do what we are not supposed to do and see what happens."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, why not?" I said. "I see you're not paying any attention to that big sign on your cigar case then?" The sign read "Smoking Kills."&lt;br /&gt;"It actually means smoking kills other people," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"That's a good one," I laughed, liking him immensely.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a taxi driver and fancied taking a walk for a change that's why I'm here."&lt;br /&gt;"OK."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm also a guitarist. I figure after I've finished smoking these I can use the container to store my plectrums."&lt;br /&gt;"That's a good idea," I said. "Well have a lovely walk then."&lt;br /&gt;"I will, and thanks for asking me about the cigar."&lt;br /&gt;"No worries."&lt;br /&gt;"You sure you don't want one?"&lt;br /&gt;"Not today thanks. Maybe another time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was our few minutes conversation as we were crossing the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week on my travels a man came on the bus. I noticed him because he looked wet from walking in the rain. When we got off the bus I spotted him again at the traffic light. He was about to run across but a car was approaching too fast. I tapped him on the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you trying to do, mate, get yourself killed?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me a story of once crossing the road and not waiting for the "green man" which indicates that pedestrian should walk across. A young boy told him he was a very naughty man for not waiting. That made me giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crossed the road and walked into the station. As we were about to get on the escalator he said, "I don't understand these signs that say 'Mind the escalator!' Why would I want to mind the escalator when I want to get on it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cracked up. The man had a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They also tell us to mind the animals. What animals? I only want to get up the escalator!"&lt;br /&gt;"You're so funny," I said laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up the escalator and said goodbye. What a sense of humour! Now who does he remind me of? Aha, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my forever friends thank you for being yourself and making life meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111460641183715830?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111460641183715830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111460641183715830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/for-my-forever-friends.html' title='For My Forever Friends'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111459658857887230</id><published>2005-04-27T09:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-27T10:33:57.053Z</updated><title type='text'>My One True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When we stand one with the sum of all intelligence, and recognise ourselves as an actual part of that intelligence, and know conclusively that this is the great principle, God, we shall soon find ourselves conscious of the fact that all intelligence throughout the whole cosmic universe is working with us. We also realise quickly that the intelligence of all great genius, as well as the little mentality of the single cell of the body, is working with us in perfect harmony and accord. This is the One Great Intelligent Cosmic Mind that we are positively allied with. Indeed we are that very mind; we are the self-consciousness of the universe. The instant we feel this very thing nothing can keep us from our Godhead." &lt;a href="http://www.selfempowermentacademy.com.au/pdf/L2_M.A.P.S.Ambassadors/12-ltmfe.PDF"&gt;Baird T Spalding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;People are constantly looking for the "one" to share their lives with and "grow old with," not that I believe in growing old. You meet someone for the first time and you think "Is she or he the one?" As I believe only One exists as what is appearing as the many, it would seem that people are not searching for the One but wanting to know and be the One. In the human realm, however, this search is translated to a romantic love relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search is over for me. I have found my own true love - the One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One is the sum total of all that is. The One is like being the completed jigsaw puzzle knowing each part matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no divisions in the One.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to oppose the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are outside and there is a sudden gust of wind, do you curse the wind? I used to as I liked everything calm. Now I recognise the wind as me. I see the rain as me, the sun as me, nature as me, people as me, animals as me, everything as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get a twinge of pain, do you immediately want it to go away? I used to as I want to be pain free. How long have I spent wanting to change parts of me instead of accepting what I am being? How long have I spent seeing my body in parts, loving certain parts and resenting other parts? What if my body is seeking approval or even acceptance? I now see my body as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You meet someone you can't relate to, or you don't like how someone appears, do you reject that person in thought? I used to. But since there is only the One, rejecting another is dreaming up a reality that there is another apart from the One. I now accept everyone as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The One, the All There Is, is my one true love. She supports all my endeavours. She never judges me and is accepting of all that I am. What other love is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search is over. I have found my one true love and it is the One appearing as the many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The search is over. I have found my one true love and it is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111459658857887230?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111459658857887230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111459658857887230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-one-true-love.html' title='My One True Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111459332103769059</id><published>2005-04-27T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-27T09:17:46.910Z</updated><title type='text'>No Matter What Version, Truth is Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As I was waiting for the bus this morning I heard someone playing the song &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/lyrics/506536814/Dionne_Warwick/Walk_On_By"&gt;Walk on By&lt;/a&gt; which I love. This one didn't sound like the original version by Dionne Warwick; no doubt, a cover version. It was still very good and close to the original Warwick version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me think about Truth.  From time to time, various people express Truth as they see it.  Expressing Truth is the equivalent of producing a cover version of a song. Some covers are very close to the original, only the artist is different; while with other versions there are so many twists and turns you hardly recognise the song. I guess cover versions keeps songs alive, introduce songs to a new audience which brings new meaning. Most of all it is an opportunity for the record industry to make more money. However, the lyrics generally stay the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is eternal and unchanging. No matter what cover version appears the essence of Truth remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Truth,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111459332103769059?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111459332103769059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111459332103769059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/no-matter-what-version-truth-is-truth.html' title='No Matter What Version, Truth is Truth'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111444056627361431</id><published>2005-04-25T14:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-25T15:21:33.293Z</updated><title type='text'>How to Avoid a Divided Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I am the totality of all that God is, now and forever more. And the universe reflects back to us that which we are, and we see only shining perfection in every activity of life wherever we are, wherever we go." (The Jesus Code, John Randolph Price)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"There is nothing but Unity; there is nothing but Freedom; there is nothing but Completeness; there is nothing but Totality." (The Science of Mind, Ernest Holmes)&lt;/blockquote&gt;There is only One having life. My identity is the totality of all there is which is One. This means there is no other but the One. The One has no opposition, thus, there is only One Power, One Love, and One Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"One love! one heart!&lt;br /&gt;Let’s get together and feel all right." &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bob-marley/21725.html"&gt;One Love, Bob Marley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;In mathematics we say 2+2=4. But once you understand Oneness, i.e. the One being the One, you realise that 2+2=4 is false.  The answer is always 1. To put it another way, it doesn't matter whether the world population increases to 10 billion or diminishes to 1 million, there is always only the One having life.  Only One exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live as the One it is important for me to see everyone or thing as self. There are various ways the world of forms tries to distract me.  Let's say I read something and I immediately find myself resisting the idea.  Resisting gives the impression that the idea is separate from self, which is false.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I avoid having or dreaming up a divided mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practise staying in stillness when I get to experience my identity as the formless One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I create rapport with others by focusing on our commonalities.  Disagreeing with another implies there is someone else apart from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone is opposing me, I do not resist; this way I don't dream up a separate mind. So if someone accuses me of doing such and such and I know I haven't, I don't defend myself; I either say nothing or agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never defend my position or truth, which is another strategy the ego devises to create a divided mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't judge anything or anyone; judging another suggests there is someone else apart from me to judge. I remember that when I judge others I am judging myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the appearances, right where I am is the only One undivided Source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Source,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111444056627361431?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111444056627361431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111444056627361431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-to-avoid-divided-mind.html' title='How to Avoid a Divided Mind'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111442874678099709</id><published>2005-04-25T11:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-25T11:44:26.566Z</updated><title type='text'>Be Still and Know Who You Are</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You can talk or write about God or Source till kingdom come; you can listen to or read teachings of truth for eternity; but without experiencing Source words mean nothing. To know who you are as God/Source you have to be still. Stillness is the place without thoughts. Not so long ago, I had the following discussion with my mother. It started with me wondering why she liked getting to church so early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So I can meditate,” she said.&lt;br /&gt;“You meditate? You can’t meditate!”&lt;br /&gt;“How do you know I can’t meditate? Of course I can meditate.”&lt;br /&gt;“OK, tell me how you meditate.”&lt;br /&gt;“I meditate on God.”&lt;br /&gt;“How?”&lt;br /&gt;“I think about God.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not meditating, that’s thinking or contemplation.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes it is.”&lt;br /&gt;“No it isn’t.”&lt;br /&gt;“What’s meditation then?”&lt;br /&gt;“Meditation is when you are in stillness as it is written in Psalm 46: ‘Be still and know that I am God.’ When you are in stillness you have no thoughts.”&lt;br /&gt;“How can you have no thoughts? That’s impossible! You are always thinking.”&lt;br /&gt;“Aha, that’s the secret of knowing and being God: no thoughts,” I said. “What do you think I do when I meditate? I have no thoughts.”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s hard,” my mother said. “So to be still, you have no thoughts?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yup, no thoughts. God is Stillness.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not being God in stillness you are like “a sounding brass.” Words don’t cut it. To know yourself you need to go beyond all words, thoughts, forms, concepts, all mediums and those who claim to be God’s representatives. To know yourself and have access to all wisdom, you need to be still. You can then bring that stillness to guide you in your everyday human existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I decided to have a day of stillness. I saw the day as emerging from Stillness. I came out of the house with the intention of catching a bus into town. A “force” led me in a different direction from the one I usually take to a bus stop half a mile away. As I was walking to the bus stop, I noticed all the buses had been diverted for some reason. I wouldn’t have known this had I done what I always do. The stillness obviously knows all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I had a thought: “creative day.” I thought that maybe I should stop off at an art gallery but I couldn’t be bothered to get off the bus. At the last stop I went to catch another bus but there were no buses at the station. As I wasn’t far from the Arts centre I decided to see if anything interesting was going on. There was a free festival celebrating Youth arts and some singers on stage. I sat down and enjoyed the music. I marvelled at how talented the kids were. I was very grateful for this blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a shortcut method to knowing who you are, but you have to practise being in stillness. Meditation is one technique I recommend until you get to a point when Stillness takes over. Then you find that you are either always in silence or any thoughts that arise are stillness speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;”Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.” (Psalm 46: 10)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am Stillness,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111442874678099709?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111442874678099709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111442874678099709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/be-still-and-know-who-you-are.html' title='Be Still and Know Who You Are'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111434651007605011</id><published>2005-04-24T12:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-24T13:34:00.240Z</updated><title type='text'>Is There Such a Thing as Like-Minds?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away." (1 Corinthians 13: 10)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I received an email recently from a friend at another forum where I used to post. She wanted to know why I didn't post there anymore and if anyone had said anything to upset me. I responded that I like to explore other websites and don't have much time to be everywhere at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's enquiry had presented an opportunity to examine what it means to look for like-minded people to share ideas with.  Is there such a thing or is it another illusion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I discussed with my mother the notion of not having enough time to humanly be at different forums at the same time. Now, my mother has never used the Internet and only knows what I tell her. She said "I thought there was only one Internet!"  Exactly! My mother had hit the nail right on the head. There is only ONE Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take the Internet as a metaphor for the One Source.  Humans have split the Internet into many different websites.  Some websites claim to be different from others; while there are many who acknowledge their commonalities and exchange and share information.  But there is only One Internet, therefore, it is the same Intelligence that is appearing in form as the other websites. If you surf the web you will notice that people are usually preoccupied with the same topic whether they are in agreement or in disagreement.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are zillions of other forums and websites I have not logged into yet I, as Source, am ever present. From time to time, I might choose to register at a particular forum to experience that reality. I may contribute/post or read in silence. Just because I decide to move on or haven't posted for a while doesn't mean I, as Source, am not still present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This idea of the Internet as Source can be extended to the human experience. Source is formless but can take on forms in order to experience a particular reality. Each of us was born into a family for a purpose. I believe each of us as Source was/is very much aware of what the combination of experiences would produce in that family i.e. the culture you're born into, your gender, sexuality, class and even the country that you live in. Some people emigrate to different countries to suit their purpose.  Being in a human form is the equivalent of registering at a particular forum; and when you are no longer in the human form, you are still present but as an invisible guest.  As humans, each of us plays a dual role: we are both registered members of family and friends; and we are invisible guests in other human lives. In other words, while everyone is my friend and family, I can only appear as a visible and registered friend and family member of very few humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to discussion forums, I have found some forums discuss different topics, or so it would seem. When I write a piece I sometimes think about what topic it should be filed under and invariably decide it is spiritual. Everything, in my opinion, is spiritual as there is only One Spirit. I leave it to readers to decide how they wish to compartmentalise my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My purpose is to have variable experiences of the One knowing full well that each forum or website is the One in disguise. In whatever capacity I am present, I judge no one because in judging another I am judging myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for being attracted to a website or group because they are of like-minds, I believe this is another illusion. To be of like-mind with someone is to split oneself from another group. All is One. If there is such a thing as like-minds then I am of like-mind with everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the topic, forum or website, I am always present. I don't have to be physically present. Granted I spend more time in some websites than others simply because of intent. As soon as my intent changes my status reverts to an invisible guest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see no parts, no compartments, no divisions, only the One Source. I see only the One Internet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never fear, I am always here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Source,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/04/wwwgod/#more-60"&gt;WWW.GOD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111434651007605011?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111434651007605011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111434651007605011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/is-there-such-thing-as-like-minds.html' title='Is There Such a Thing as Like-Minds?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111428539391646224</id><published>2005-04-23T19:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:54:44.823Z</updated><title type='text'>What's So Funny About Seeing Someone Fall?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The other day, on the bus, I saw a man at a bus stop who was so eager to catch the bus I was in, he hit his head against the post. I wondered if the man had seen me snigger because he avoided coming in through the front door, near where I was sitting, and sneaked in through the other door. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that makes people laugh when you see another stumble and fall or knock yourself out? Television companies are paying loads for videos featuring other people's mishaps.   What's so funny about seeing someone tripping down some stairs or tripping in general?  I have observed people are a lot more sympathetic when it is serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the first and only time I knocked myself out. A friend was chasing me and I didn't see the lamp post until it was too late. In those days, matter was very much real and hard. I saw stars, my legs buckled and I passed out.  I reckon that knock must have been responsible for me going on the spiritual path. My theory is the knock spontaneously opened up my ajna chakra on my forehead, which made me see stars. Yeah right!  Anyway, my head was resting on a friend's lap, a guy I happened to fancy but nothing came out of it because he was already seeing someone else. My other friends were killing themselves laughing, as per usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the recent past, when I have had minor mishaps like hitting my head against a brick wall, I've quickly reversed the effect by thinking "That didn't happen"; "Love is all there is"; "I am Spirit" or I have laughed at the absurdity of it all; and the result has been no pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we laugh when someone falls because we find it absurd. How can Spirit beings fall let alone experience a fall? Perhaps, deep inside we are trying to dismiss the mishap as the nothing that it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was pondering over these ideas on another bus journey, our bus drove by a man at a bus stop. He was so engrossed in his mobile conversation he realised too late that our bus was the one he wanted. The expression on his face as the bus drove by was priceless. Like any silly event, it's funnier when you share it. I looked at the young man sitting beside me to check whether he'd been equally entertained. He had.  We burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans! When will we ever stop laughing at other people's misfortunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think as there is only One of us, I'm only laughing at myself. Someone has to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Light and Laughter,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111428539391646224?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111428539391646224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111428539391646224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-so-funny-about-seeing-someone.html' title='What&apos;s So Funny About Seeing Someone Fall?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111417986115262260</id><published>2005-04-22T13:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-22T14:32:25.546Z</updated><title type='text'>Like Attracts Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Earlier today I was pondering over my identity as Source. Everything is Source, therefore, I am Source. On a bus journey I noticed a van with the company name, Source. Heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This raises the question about "like attracting like." When I pondered over "I am Source," I wonder if the Universe responded by saying: "Jump to it everyone, you heard the lady. Get Source.  I said SOURCE, you idiot, not sauce! Let's give it to her any which way." And I received exactly what I had thought of.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say my intention is to be in radiant health and I'm busy thinking or affirming "I am Health."  Knowing the Universe, He is bound to reflect health back to me by people around me speaking about health, someone might email me an article with the word "health" or I'll see "health" words everywhere while still feeling unhealthy. This has happened to me lots of times. Once I tried an experiment and thought of the word f**k! Within seconds I heard the word bouncing back and forth around me. That was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One must, therefore, be very specific about what one wishes to experience in life as the Universe can be annoyingly literal and never asks for clarification. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Universe gives you exactly what you believe you are or have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light and Love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111417986115262260?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111417986115262260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111417986115262260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/like-attracts-like.html' title='Like Attracts Like'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111399112885034024</id><published>2005-04-20T08:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-20T10:56:42.233Z</updated><title type='text'>The Power of the One</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Numerous bewildered seekers in the West erroneously think that an eloquent speaker or writer on metaphysics must be a master. The rishis, however, have pointed out that the acid test of a master is a man's ability to enter at will the breathless state, and to maintain the unbroken samadhi of nirbikalpa. Only by these achievements can a human being prove that he has "mastered" maya or the dualistic Cosmic Delusion. He alone can say from the depths of realization: "Ekam sat, "—"Only One exists." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Vedas declare that the ignorant man who rests content with making the slightest distinction between the individual soul and the Supreme Self is exposed to danger," Shankara the great monist has written. "Where there is duality by virtue of ignorance, one sees all things as distinct from the Self. When everything is seen as the Self, then there is not even an atom other than the Self.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As soon as the knowledge of the Reality has sprung up, there can be no fruits of past actions to be experienced, owing to the unreality of the body, in the same way as there can be no dream after waking." &lt;a href="http://www.thenazareneway.com/Autobiography_of_a_Yogi/Chapter%2021.htm"&gt;Autobiography of a Yogi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I believe true power is attained on realising that "only one exists."  Before I look at what this means, I'm going to examine two types of power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One definition of power is exercising control over something, someone or self. For example, if someone can dictate to you how to live your life and you feel as if you have no choice but to obey, the other appears to have power over you. It could also be you have given the other your power because you believe you are incapable of finding the solution yourself and only this person can help you. I have observed this kind of power in religions, spiritual teachers and various cults, where people put their trust in someone else outside of themselves and suffer the consequence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may ask, isn't belief in God supposed to be about surrendering all that you think you are to a powerful entity who may or may not exist? That depends on what your idea of God is. If you believe God to be an entity that wants you to worship and adore him in return for his power that will protect you, then I'm saying you are making a "graven image" of God, i.e. you are humanising God.  God, as I understand Him, is not a thing or image or form that one can use in exchange for something else. Later I will discuss what I understand to be the power of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another type of power that involves control but in an insidious manner. This method is used to communicate ideas such as in the media, by politicians and others who wish to gain power over the masses through mental means. Just like a magician will use sleight of hand techniques to distract his audience from discovering how he performs his tricks, a similar technique is used in communication to distract audience from the truth. I believe we are all experts at using this technique where we use examples to emphasise a point or to support an idea, when in actual fact there are hundreds of other examples that will disprove the same idea. Politicians use various forms of propaganda to get their point across and convince prospective voters that they are the right party to be in government.  The media uses various forms of manipulation, including subliminal images, to attract their audience, disseminate particular beliefs or convince audience to buy particular products.  Power in these examples are achieved through various forms of manipulation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was pondering on these ideas, I was travelling on a long bus journey. I tend to use travel time to either ponder ideas or to be in silence.  When I got on this particular bus, there were some school girls on board. As much as I know everyone to be me, I didn't fancy sitting near them so I sat in front. I could still hear them in the background teasing some passengers. As I pondered over how people relinquish their power to others, one of the girls came and sat in a seat in front of me. She was promptly followed by another friend. She told her friend she didn't want to associate herself with her other friends because they were being rude. Soon two more girls joined her.  After a while, the same girl got up and decided she was going to sit at the back. Without question, the other three girls followed her.  This, to me, was a perfect demonstration of how people can obey someone without question "like lambs to the slaughter."  On the other hand, one could argue that the girls' behaviour was a demonstration of how one's thoughts have the power to influence others. Let this be a lesson: you never know who is pulling your strings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you avoid being manipulated?  You can seek out truth for yourself and, now that you are now able to see clearly for yourself, you can avoid being manipulated.  This is an ongoing battle, however, and one that's difficult to win since manipulation is mostly carried out at the unconscious level. This is why someone wishing to behave in one way can end up doing the opposite as the conscious mind is saying one thing and the subconscious is agreeing with how it is being programmed. As Paul puts it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For the good that I would I do not: but the evil which I would not, that I do." (Romans 7: 19)&lt;/blockquote&gt;How does one stop fighting others and attain true power? By realising that there is only One having life, that every experience is the One being the One. There is no Father, Son or Holy Spirit, only the One. This One is my definition of God. There is no God and you, only God.  There is therefore no longer any need to defend oneself.  Who is there to defend oneself against?  There is only the One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a famous Zen &lt;a href="http://www3.tky.3web.ne.jp/~edjacob/koan.html"&gt;koan&lt;/a&gt;. Try clapping with one hand and see what happens? Nothing of course as a clap requires two hands. The power of the One is realising that the One has no opposition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I apply the power of the One in other areas of my life? By not trying to convince others of my views.  To defend myself is to be drawn into the illusion of seeing another. There is only One. Thus, in every moment I am being the One in my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To judge someone is to believe there is another apart from the One. Only One exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can also apply this principle of oneness, the One being the One, in the way I experience my body. If I have a pain I know that the pain is part of the old belief in duality, and it is tempting me to believe that there can be anyone or thing in opposition to the One. I then affirm that there is only One and no other power exists but the One; "there is no power but of God." Any other power is an illusion, a nothing to be given no attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same bus, as I was pondering these ideas about there being no opposition to the One, several young men got on. One stood near me. He tried to attract my attention and the way he was doing so was what one might describe as disrespectful. Since I was pondering on the One having no opposition I did nothing. When the man saw that I was paying him no attention he started using expletives that he thought would offend me. As far as I was concerned there was nothing for me to defend myself against and his words were like "water off a duck's back."  Then they got off the bus.  I was very grateful to the man, who is actually me, for the opportunity to demonstrate that the One needs no defence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only One exists. The One needs no defence as it has no opposition. The One is the only Power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Power,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-oneness.html"&gt;What is Oneness?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8993136-111399112885034024?l=vector8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111399112885034024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8993136/posts/default/111399112885034024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/power-of-one.html' title='The Power of the One'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09998926054278965943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FftLNp4uaMU/SfmDg4aGR_I/AAAAAAAAABM/MJz9IQpSOtg/s1600-R/vector8.8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8993136.post-111390510791493406</id><published>2005-04-19T10:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-20T11:49:56.640Z</updated><title type='text'>What is Oneness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Only One exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the One that is in all is being in any shape or fo
