<?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-4667941849429151408</id><updated>2012-01-01T11:44:09.925Z</updated><title type='text'>It's All Done and Dusted</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-3755980754067914801</id><published>2009-03-16T15:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:55:23.505Z</updated><title type='text'>Spring Has Sprung</title><content type='html'>The daffodils are coming out signifying Spring is almost here. Lovely!  I'm looking forward to this new season as I know it's going to be even more wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it's now time to close this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new season continues at &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's All Done and Dusted - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-3755980754067914801?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3755980754067914801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3755980754067914801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring Has Sprung'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7785845282799065861</id><published>2009-03-15T15:00:00.016Z</published><updated>2012-01-01T11:29:06.350Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'll open wide, and let my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;I'll step aside, and let them all come through&lt;br /&gt;I'll open wide, and let my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;And I will fly, and live my life with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricstime.com/us3-let-my-dreams-come-true-lyrics.html"&gt;Let My Dreams Come True&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/us3music"&gt;US3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Don't you realize that life has alreaady happened? The idea of failure or more work is only the part of your dream that still believes in separation."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Serpent-Light-Beyond-Drunvalo-Melchizedek/dp/1578634016"&gt;Serpent of Light - Beyond 2012, Drunvalo Melchizedek, p 117&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvEccl.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=1&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Ecclesiastes 1: 9&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A while back I had a vision where I saw everything had already happened. Thus, all possibilities already exist; all that I'd ever wished for had been fulfilled; all my dreams have already come true; all good already exists as the All There Is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put another way, the principle of "It's all done and dusted" is living with the awareness that I'm not creating anything new, I'm simply experiencing what already exists, the All There Is, in the Timeless Now. In other words, if I can think it, it already exists otherwise I wouldn't have had the thought in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principle of "It's all done and dusted" is about letting the infinite possibilities of goodness express as me through the infinite power of the I AM/Love in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, the articles I'm sharing are my meanings, perspective and model of reality and not meant to instruct readers in any way. Make of them what you will. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&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;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unless otherwise stated, all articles are copyright © 2009-2012 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the very best.&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7785845282799065861?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7785845282799065861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7785845282799065861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1564888712471528678</id><published>2009-03-15T12:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:38:34.889Z</updated><title type='text'>Articles in Alphabetical Order</title><content type='html'>--A--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/bigger-outfit.html"&gt;A Bigger Outfit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/chip-off-old-block.html"&gt;A Chip Off the Old Block&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dogs-perspective-of-news.html"&gt;A Dog's Perspective of the News&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/horse-is-horse-of-course.html"&gt;A Horse is a Horse, Of Course!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/matter-of-perspective.html"&gt;A Matter of Perspective&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginning.html"&gt;A New Beginning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/addicted-to-fags.html"&gt;Addicted to Fags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-alone-or-all-one.html"&gt;All Alone or All One?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-good-is-ever-present.html"&gt;All Good is Ever Present&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-time-is-now.html"&gt;All Time is Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--B--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/battle-of-believers.html"&gt;Battle of the Believers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/beauty-secrets-revisited.html"&gt;Beauty Secrets - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-careful-what-thoughts-you-pick-up.html"&gt;Be Careful What Thoughts You Pick Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-infinite-mind.html"&gt;Being Infinite Mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-source-revisited.html"&gt;Being the Source - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/believe-and-let-it-happen.html"&gt;Believe and Let It Happen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/believing-in-impossible.html"&gt;Believing in the Impossible&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-boy.html"&gt;Birthday Boy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/blessings-be.html"&gt;Blessings Be&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/blowing-kisses.html"&gt;Blowing Kisses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/boring-fast-forward.html"&gt;Boring! Fast Forward&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/boys-and-their-toys.html"&gt;Boys and their Toys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/catching-vibes.html"&gt;Catching the Vibes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/celebrating-love.html"&gt;Celebrating Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/celebrities-do-funniest-things.html"&gt;Celebrities Do the Funniest Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/charmed-im-sure.html"&gt;Charmed, I'm Sure!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/charming.html"&gt;Charming!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/classic-quotes.html"&gt;Classic Quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/come-on-you-reds.html"&gt;Come On, You Reds!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/conviction-revisited.html"&gt;Conviction - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--D--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/deconstruction.html"&gt;Deconstruction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/disruptions.html"&gt;Disruption&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/dissolving-cell-memories.html"&gt;Dissolving Cell Memories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/doing-it-my-way.html"&gt;Doing It My Way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-chase-butterfly.html"&gt;Don't Chase the Butterfly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/dorothy-attracts-look-alike.html"&gt;Dorothy Attracts Look-Alike&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/drink-to-your-hearts-content.html"&gt;Drink to Your Heart's Content&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--E--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/eagle-eye-evie.html"&gt;Eagle Eye Evie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/eyes-are-everywhere.html"&gt;Eyes are Everywhere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--F--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/falling-in-loveagain.html"&gt;Falling in Love...Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/fantastic-news.html"&gt;Fantastic News!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-love-of-aeroplanes.html"&gt;For the Love of Aeroplanes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/fully-understood.html"&gt;Fully Understood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--G--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-and-take.html"&gt;Give and Take&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-on-paper-but.html"&gt;Good on Paper, But...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--H--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/hailing-frequencies.html"&gt;Hailing Frequencies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-back.html"&gt;He's Back!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-funny.html"&gt;How Funny!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/ideas-in-mind.html"&gt;Ideas in Mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-love.html"&gt;I'm in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-praxis.html"&gt;In Praxis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-found-me.html"&gt;It Found Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-kind-of-magic-revisited.html"&gt;It's a Kind of Magic - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-all-done-and-dusted.html"&gt;It's All Done and Dusted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--L--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-it-snow.html"&gt;Let it Snow!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-there-be-light.html"&gt;Let There Be Light!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/letting-things-happen-is-receiving-what.html"&gt;Letting Things Happen is Receiving What Already Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/limitless-opportunities-to-experience.html"&gt;Limitless Opportunities to Experience Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/living-with-unity-consciousness.html"&gt;Living with Unity Consciousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html"&gt;LOL!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-changes-everything.html"&gt;Love Changes Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-changes-everything-part-2.html"&gt;Love Changes Everything - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-downloads.html"&gt;Love Downloads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-has-no-limits-revisited.html"&gt;Love Has No Limits - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-melts-grievances-and-grudges.html"&gt;Love Melts Grievances and Grudges&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-or-madness.html"&gt;Love or Madness?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-this.html"&gt;Love This!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-this-quote.html"&gt;Love this Quote!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-this-quote-2.html"&gt;Love this Quote - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-trail.html"&gt;Love Trail&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/lovely-to-see-you.html"&gt;Lovely to See You!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--M--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2008/12/making-things-happen-versus-letting.html"&gt;Making Things Happen versus Letting Things Happen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/melting-blocks.html"&gt;Melting Blocks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/message-to-dear-friend.html"&gt;Message to a Dear Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/misery-likes-company.html"&gt;Misery Loves Company&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-continued-love-affair-with-no-8.html"&gt;My Continuing Love Affair with No. 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-cup-runs-over.html"&gt;My Cup Runs Over&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dog-self.html"&gt;My Dog Self&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-head-says-yes-but-my-heart-says-no.html"&gt;My Head Says Yes But My Heart Says No&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-inner-child.html"&gt;My Inner Child&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--N--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-contact.html"&gt;No Contact&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-need-to-sit-in-dark.html"&gt;No Need to Sit in the Dark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-new-under-sun.html"&gt;Nothing New Under the Sun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-new-under-sun-part-2.html"&gt;Nothing New Under the Sun - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--O--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-joy.html"&gt;Oh Joy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-being-touch-feely-angel.html"&gt;On Being a Touch-Feely Angel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-one-worker.html"&gt;Only One Worker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-daily-bread.html"&gt;Our Daily Bread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--P--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/peace-on-earth.html"&gt;Peace on Earth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/pure-genie-us.html"&gt;Pure Genie-us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/political-correctness.html"&gt;Political Correctness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayers-of-deliverance.html"&gt;Prayers of Deliverance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/priceless.html"&gt;Priceless!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises.html"&gt;Promises, Promises!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises-part-2.html"&gt;Promises, Promises! - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Q--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/quotes-of-day.html"&gt;Quotes of the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--R--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/reality-check.html"&gt;Reality Check&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/reminder.html"&gt;Reminder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/reminder-2.html"&gt;Reminder - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--S--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/sale-ends-sunday.html"&gt;Sale Ends Sunday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/salt-of-earth.html"&gt;Salt of the Earth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/seeing-green-shoots.html"&gt;Seeing Green Shoots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/seeking-justice.html"&gt;Seeking Justice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-term-memory.html"&gt;Short Term Memory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/silent-treatment.html"&gt;Silent Treatment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/smile.html"&gt;Smile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/social-network.html"&gt;Social Network&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day.html"&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-day-2.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-day-3.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-day-4.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-day-5.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-day-6.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-day-7.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-8.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-9.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-10.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-11.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-12.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-13.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-14.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-15.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-16.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-17.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-18.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-19.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 19&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-20.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/squatters.html"&gt;Squatters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--T--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/taking-piss.html"&gt;Taking the Piss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-was-quick.html"&gt;That was Quick!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/thats-magic.html"&gt;That's Magic!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/answer-is-always-one-revisited.html"&gt;The Answer is Always One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreamer.html"&gt;The Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/gift-of-focus.html"&gt;The Gift of Focus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life-update.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life - Update&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/importance-of-good-hygiene-and.html"&gt;The Importance of Good Hygiene and Nourishment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/importance-of-having-glossary.html"&gt;The Importance of Having a Glossary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/importance-of-self-belief.html"&gt;The Importance of Self-Belief&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/irresistible-power-of-love.html"&gt;The Irresistible Power of Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-of-my-dreams.html"&gt;The Man of My Dreams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/measure-of-success.html"&gt;The Measure of Success&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/nature-of-one.html"&gt;The Nature of the ONE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2008/12/path-of-receiving.html"&gt;The Path of Receiving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-of-affirmations.html"&gt;The Power of Affirmations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/power-of-gratitude.html"&gt;The Power of Gratitude&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html"&gt;The Power of Identification&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-magnification.html"&gt;The Power of Magnification&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-pure-thought.html"&gt;The Power of Pure Thought&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/problem-with-censorship.html"&gt;The Problem with Censorship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-focus.html"&gt;The Problem with Focus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/problem-with-love.html"&gt;The Problem with Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-oneness.html"&gt;The Problem with Oneness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/sound-of-my-soul.html"&gt;The Sound of My Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/voice-of-all.html"&gt;The Voice of the All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/weather-of-my-dreams.html"&gt;The Weather of My Dreams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonder-drug.html"&gt;The Wonder Drug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/theyre-playing-my-songs.html"&gt;They're Playing My Songs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-are-getting-better-and-better.html"&gt;Things are Getting Better and Better&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-make-me-smile.html"&gt;Things that Make Me Smile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/thought-of-day.html"&gt;Thought of the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/thought-of-day-2.html"&gt;Thought of the Day - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/thought-of-day-3.html"&gt;Thought of the Day - 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/thought-of-day-4.html"&gt;Thought of the Day - 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/timing-is-everything.html"&gt;Timing is Everything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--U--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/u-beat-me-2-it.html"&gt;U Beat Me 2 It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness-in-practice.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness - In Practice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness-part-2.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--W--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/weve-come-long-way-baby.html"&gt;We've Come a Long Way, Baby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-competition.html"&gt;What is Competition?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-up-with-weather.html"&gt;What's Up with the Weather?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-all-is-said-and-done-its-all-been.html"&gt;When All is Said and Done, It's All Been Said and Done&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-follow-my-heart-every-day-is.html"&gt;When I Follow My Heart, Every Day is Christmas Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-one-is-blessed-all-is-blessed.html"&gt;When One is Blessed, All is Blessed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-have-dog-and-bark-yourself.html"&gt;Why Have a Dog and Bark Yourself?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-love-united-kingdom.html"&gt;Why I Love the United Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-power.html"&gt;Will Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/wishing-you-very-best.html"&gt;Wishing You the Very Best&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Y--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-heard-me-then.html"&gt;You Heard Me Then?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-desires-or-mine.html"&gt;Your Desires or Mine?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1564888712471528678?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1564888712471528678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1564888712471528678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2008/12/articles-in-alphabetical-order.html' title='Articles in Alphabetical Order'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8622795309311888560</id><published>2009-03-14T12:01:00.039Z</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:12:29.324Z</updated><title type='text'>Good on Paper, But...</title><content type='html'>I like watching property programmes on television where people decide they want to be relocated and estate agents help them find their ideal house that matches their price range and their expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In last night's programme on television, a couple with three kids were trying to decide whether to move to a bigger property in the UK or to move to America where the husband had already secured himself a very good job. It is actually the husband's dream to live in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the first property the couple saw in the UK seemed OK and matched their requirements, they weren’t' excited about it. The second one offered something a lot more, it made them feel good; they could even see themselves living in that house. After viewing the third property, the couple discussed their choices with their kids and asked which one they preferred. The kids liked the second property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the couple took a trip to Florida to view three properties in ideal locations with good schools. In comparison to the properties in the UK, the houses they saw offered a lot more value for money in terms of space, location and even swimming pools, which majority of properties in the UK don't have, unless you're a millionaire. Although the couple really liked the second one the best, they had to decide whether it was worth moving the kids from their friends and loved ones to start a new life in Florida. After further discussions with their kids, they decided it was best for them to stay in the UK and go for the property they had all liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always find it fascinating to observe how people decide what property is right for them. A property might look good on paper in terms of appearance, price, space, location, but there's got to be that added extra that clinches the deal - feeling good. The property has to either make you feel good or make you want to live there. Without that feeling, it's just one of millions of nice buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does that good feeling come from? The heart. The heart is who I really am. It is the heart that is seeking to express what She loves and attracts what resonates. I believe that good feeling is a signal that the heart is sending to confirm that I am on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same is true about relationships. Just because we are all innately Love doesn't mean all guys are compatible. I have met lots of guys who seem good on paper i.e. nice guys, share similar interests and core beliefs, but it hasn't felt right. As I have every intention of pursuing an intimate/special relationship, it's important for me to listen to what my heart tells me as She not only knows what's best, She always sees the bigger picture. I trust in my heart to attract someone who resonates at the heart level, that I fancy, and enjoy being with. And where the heart is, there is infinite magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I'm concerned, when the heart is left out of any deal, it's no deal at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-head-says-yes-but-my-heart-says-no.html"&gt;My Head Says Yes But My Heart Says No&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/measure-of-success.html"&gt;The Measure of Success&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/celebrating-love.html"&gt;Celebrating Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-changes-everything.html"&gt;Love Changes Everything&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-dream-dance-partner.html"&gt;The Perfect Dream Dance Partner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u3Zdb6YqY04&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u3Zdb6YqY04&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8622795309311888560?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8622795309311888560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8622795309311888560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-on-paper-but.html' title='Good on Paper, But...'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4938542466472629095</id><published>2009-03-13T15:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:46:35.602Z</updated><title type='text'>Love this Quote - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/f/francois_de_la_rochefouca.html" _jfwi="0" bfoa6="0"&gt;Francois de La Rochefoucauld&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I find this to be sooo true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4938542466472629095?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4938542466472629095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4938542466472629095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-this-quote-2.html' title='Love this Quote - 2'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8542983411084851863</id><published>2009-03-13T12:37:00.025Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:33:57.940Z</updated><title type='text'>Only One Worker</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPhil.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=2&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Philippians 2: 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe there is only One. Therefore, there are no people, animals, nature, earth, planets, stars, galaxies, there is only the One appearing as the all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I apply this realisation on a practical level? Well, if I want anything done all I have to do is ask the ONE and He will let it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend was having a meeting in town and he asked if I wanted to meet up for lunch after his meeting. After lunch he intended to return to his meeting and then we'd link up later. On the morning of our meeting, I thanked the ONE for arranging the day perfectly for my friend and I to meet up without any hassles. I soon received a text message from my friend telling me that his meeting had been cancelled and he was now free to spend time together without interference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was waiting at the bus stop, a man stood in front of me blocking my view. I asked the ONE to move out the way so I could see when my bus was approaching. The man instantly moved out of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dying to have some photographs taken. When I asked the ONE to take my photos, the ONE sent me a friend who likes taking photos. He's now taken lots of my photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so much simpler when I just see the ONE as the only worker in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only ONE exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-of-affirmations.html"&gt;The Power of Affirmations&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/believe-and-let-it-happen.html"&gt;Believe and Let It Happen&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/solitaire.html"&gt;Solitaire&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-chaos.html"&gt;What is Chaos?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-always-has-right-of-way.html"&gt;Love Always Has the Right of Way&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-all-you.html"&gt;It's All You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8542983411084851863?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8542983411084851863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8542983411084851863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-one-worker.html' title='Only One Worker'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-952333360970216770</id><published>2009-03-13T10:57:00.027Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:36:00.605Z</updated><title type='text'>My Cup Runs Over</title><content type='html'>A friend was telling me what he likes about me. Apart from my superior intellect, fantastic wit, and that I'm a real babe (obviously), another reason why he finds me so enchanting is because my glass is always full. He said I always see the bright side of situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I see my glass as constantly overflowing with Joy that I share with the entire universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, in essence, we are all overflowing with Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, as I was chatting to the same friend I could see light streaming out of his body and even his shoes. It was wonderful to see the different colours pouring out of him. I was seeing my friend as who he really is as Light that is constantly radiating to the universe. I wished he could see what I was seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is because I am Light that's why my cup runs over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/fully-understood.html"&gt;Fully Understood&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/limitless-opportunities-to-experience.html"&gt;Limitless Opportunities to Experience Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-source-revisited.html"&gt;Being the Source - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreamer.html"&gt;The Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html"&gt;The Power of Identification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/illumination.html"&gt;Illumination&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/beyond-veil.html"&gt;Beyond the Veil&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/being-full-of-self.html"&gt;Being Full of Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/only-love-is-shared-not-problems.html"&gt;Only Love is Shared, Not Problems!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-big-is-your-cup.html"&gt;How Big is Your Cup?&lt;/a&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;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SfVRH4vKcak&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SfVRH4vKcak&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-952333360970216770?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/952333360970216770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/952333360970216770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-cup-runs-over.html' title='My Cup Runs Over'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-2794492707716211458</id><published>2009-03-12T09:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-12T09:37:05.511Z</updated><title type='text'>Love this Quote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/e/elizabeth_bowen.html"&gt;Elizabeth Bowen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-this.html"&gt;Love This!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-2794492707716211458?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2794492707716211458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2794492707716211458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-this-quote.html' title='Love this Quote!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-3867909345811513681</id><published>2009-03-11T15:32:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:45:04.393Z</updated><title type='text'>Disruption</title><content type='html'>Things are not always what they seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking home, I noticed part the pavement was blocked with a sign showing pedestrians where to walk. Why do they keep digging these pavements and creating so much disruption?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait! There isn't really any disruption. What's actually occurring is that they are giving the pavements a facelift. Once they've finished it will be even smoother for pedestrians to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing about change. In order for the new to come into effect there have to be major disruptions. Come to think of it, I've noticed lots of disruptions since I've been walking round London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-are-getting-better-and-better.html"&gt;Things are Getting Better and Better&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/10/stripping-process.html"&gt;The Stripping Process&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-chaos.html"&gt;What is Chaos?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a name="1430172229556302244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/obstacles.html"&gt;Obstacles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-3867909345811513681?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3867909345811513681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3867909345811513681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/disruptions.html' title='Disruption'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1037727492350188890</id><published>2009-03-11T15:01:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T15:56:55.311Z</updated><title type='text'>Come On, You Reds!</title><content type='html'>While I was watching a programme on television, the announcer reminded viewers of the football match coming up next between &lt;a href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/a&gt; versus Real Madrid. I happen to be a long-term supporter of Liverpool FC even though I haven't got a clue now who the players are. So I said a little prayer for Liverpool to win and then switched over to another channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I checked to see who was winning and saw Liverpool had trounced Real Madrid by 4-0. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if praying for a team to win constitute personal gain? Who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the champions, whoever the players are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/fancy-game-of-footy.html"&gt;Fancy a Game of Footy?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/echoes-of-yesterday.html"&gt;Echoes of Yesterday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1037727492350188890?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1037727492350188890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1037727492350188890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/come-on-you-reds.html' title='Come On, You Reds!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7187369717876757566</id><published>2009-03-11T14:14:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:41:01.544Z</updated><title type='text'>Things that Make Me Smile</title><content type='html'>As I was walking home, I heard the pitter-patter of footsteps behind me which made me smile. I knew it was a dog being taken for its walk. I turned round and smiled at the woman and her dog and told her how much I enjoy hearing doggie footsteps. The woman said she was glad and the dog licked my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things that make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally when I see mounted police officers, the clippety-clop sounds that a horse's hooves make do make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats make me smile. I just love the way they move and walk and for just being cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squirrels make me smile. We have hundreds of them near where I live. I love watching them nibble at their nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night the foxes come out to forage. They make me smile. A friend tells me that one night he and his friend noticed a fox about to run across the road. The fox had several sausages dangling in its mouth. He said it was such a sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigeons make me smile. I like the way some of them behave so much like humans. I've spotted a few waiting at traffic lights to cross over. The same friend who saw the fox told me he once saw a pigeon riding in the tube (underground train) and wondered if the pigeon had an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oyster_card"&gt;Oyster card&lt;/a&gt; (ticket) or whether it was travelling for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-this.html"&gt;Love This!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/squatters.html"&gt;Squatters&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/taking-piss.html"&gt;Taking the Piss&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-lovely.html"&gt;How Lovely!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/heres-something-you-dont-see-every-day.html"&gt;Here's Something You Don't See Every Day&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-i-love-cats.html"&gt;Why I Love Cats&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/being-adorable.html"&gt;Being Adorable&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7187369717876757566?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7187369717876757566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7187369717876757566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-that-make-me-smile.html' title='Things that Make Me Smile'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4006416472542793310</id><published>2009-03-11T11:33:00.034Z</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:19:45.195Z</updated><title type='text'>Nothing New Under the Sun - Part 2</title><content type='html'>From time immemorial, mankind has suffered from the same old problem - mental slavery i.e. when one is limited by one's beliefs and thoughts. Mental slavery leads to various forms of slavery: physical, financial, addictions, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to the problem has always been the same - either realise your identity as Spirit or trust in Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't follow any religion, I am inspired by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bible"&gt;Bible&lt;/a&gt;, (the religious text for Christianity and Judaism) which, I believe, has many stories that symbolise how mankind has been trying to free itself from mental slavery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Book of Exodus, when &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moses"&gt;Moses&lt;/a&gt; is inspired to free his people (the Israelites) who are enslaved by the Egyptians, Moses is introduced to the omnipotent I AM THAT I AM, the God-Power within him. When the Pharaoh of Egypt refuses to free the Israelites, Moses tunes into that Power and creates what is referred to as the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plagues_of_Egypt"&gt;The Plagues of Egypt&lt;/a&gt;, which includes manifesting diseases and pests; and killing the first born of all Egyptian families. It is written that while the Israelites are being pursued by the Egyptians, Moses calls on the Power which parts the Red Sea for his people to pass through. While the Israelites are roaming in the desert for 40 years, Moses calls on the I AM to supply their needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I find interesting about the story of Moses is that the Power does not judge. How each individual utilises the Power depends on their beliefs and value system. If you believe someone is your enemy then you're bound to use the Power to destroy your enemy as Moses does with the Egyptians; or to provide as Moses does for his people. In other words, it is up to each individual to learn how to use the Power - to bless or to curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the Israelites have been physically free, they are still in bondage to old patterns of behaviour and old beliefs which leads them to many conflicts and are even recaptured as slaves. The rest of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Testament"&gt;Old Testament&lt;/a&gt; in the Bible introduces different prophets who are inspired to save their people by tuning into the I AM. Each prophet's demonstration of the I AM depends on his beliefs: some share visions that guide, inspire and uplift their people; some utilise the Power to sustain and heal their people; some use the Power to fight their battles; others utilise the Power to demonstrate that the I AM is the one True God. In the meantime, the Israelites are still not mentally free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jesus enters the scene in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Testament"&gt;New Testament&lt;/a&gt; in the Bible, his aim is to reveal how to live abundantly. He teaches that the I AM is within each of us which we can all tune into to liberate ourselves from mental slavery. He demonstrates the infinite love of the I AM by healing and providing for his followers. Jesus also predicts that those who are one with the I AM will do even greater works than he has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have things changed from the olden days? No, it is the same old problem - mental slavery manifested as: poverty, sickness, wars, famines and death. I believe these problems cannot be resolved by good health care and education, peace treaties or throwing money at the situation. I believe the only solution is to learn how to tune into the I AM within and let Spirit sort them out once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust in the Infinite Power within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-of-affirmations.html"&gt;The Power of Affirmations&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/answer-is-always-one-revisited.html"&gt;The Answer is Always One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-new-under-sun.html"&gt;Nothing New Under the Sun&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginning.html"&gt;A New Beginning&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness-in-practice.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness - In Practice&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/12/significance-of-number-40.html"&gt;The Significance of the Number 40&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/give-peace-chance.html"&gt;Give Peace a Chance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4006416472542793310?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4006416472542793310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4006416472542793310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-new-under-sun-part-2.html' title='Nothing New Under the Sun - Part 2'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6429182693566034754</id><published>2009-03-10T13:08:00.031Z</published><updated>2009-03-10T14:58:07.090Z</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Affirmations</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit, saith the LORD of hosts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/kjv2www?specfile=/texts/english/religion/kjv/kjv-pub.o2w&amp;amp;act=text&amp;amp;offset=6152540&amp;amp;textreg=0&amp;amp;query=by+might"&gt;Zechariah 4: 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe in the power of affirmations which I see as statements that express my convictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start off from the place of stillness then I release the affirmation. After I've repeated the affirmation a few times, I let the words do the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, I have experienced healing of migraine by simply affirming "Love is all there is." After I had made the affirmation, I didn't try to play my part by taking tablets or try to make myself feel better. Instead, I simply believed in the affirmation of Truth, relaxed, and let the Truth do the work of healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did the healing come about? All I know is that the affirmations do come to life and do the work of healing. How they come to life is the mystery of Spirit. With Spirit there is no trying to do or work things out, no trying to figure things out, it's a matter of trusting in the omnipotent Spirit to do the work necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might argue, what if the Spirit inspired you to see a doctor or to take pills. Well I can only speak for what is true for me. When I truly believe in the affirmation, then I let it do its work. When I don't believe, I have a back-up plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belief in an affirmation is rather like trusting when someone says he's going to do something. When I don't have faith in the person then I fret or try to give advice. When I do trust in the other, I relax and let him do whatever is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few tried and tested affirmations I have used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinite Love is meeting all needs perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;There are no limits in Love.&lt;br /&gt;God can afford everything.&lt;br /&gt;Love/God is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;With God, all things are possible.&lt;br /&gt;I am Infinite Light.&lt;br /&gt;I feel love.&lt;br /&gt;Only One exists.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the power of affirmations, who are my trusted friends and companions in Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-has-no-limits-revisited.html"&gt;Love Has No Limits - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/doing-it-my-way.html"&gt;Doing It My Way&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/believe-and-let-it-happen.html"&gt;Believe and Let It Happen&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayers-of-deliverance.html"&gt;Prayers of Deliverance&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/importance-of-self-belief.html"&gt;The Importance of Self-Belief&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/activating-love-revisited.html"&gt;Activating Love - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-is-all-in-all-part-2.html"&gt;Love is All in All - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-in-case.html"&gt;Just in Case&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/03/use-it-or-lose-it.html"&gt;Use it or Lose It&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/thoughts-are-things-revisited.html"&gt;Thoughts are Things - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-choir-of-angels.html"&gt;My Choir of Angels&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/healing-with-i-am.html"&gt;Healing with the I AM&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-paths.html"&gt;The Two Paths&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/god-can-afford-everything.html"&gt;God Can Afford Everything&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/gift-of-unbelief.html"&gt;The Gift of Unbelief&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6429182693566034754?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6429182693566034754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6429182693566034754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-of-affirmations.html' title='The Power of Affirmations'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8647990015238092095</id><published>2009-03-10T12:20:00.012Z</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:04:16.621Z</updated><title type='text'>Love Has No Limits - Revisited</title><content type='html'>No matter how things appear, I believe I live in a spiritual universe of Infinite Love where there are no limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear friend brought the following BBC &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/7933565.stm" target="_blank"&gt;news article&lt;/a&gt; to my attention about how the Powers that Be are proposing to block lots of music videos on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/" target="_blank"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; to UK viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see this article as a perfect opportunity to affirm what I believe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only One Power - Infinite Light.&lt;br /&gt;There is only One Source of entertainment - Infinite Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment, Infinite Love is downloading limitless forms of entertainment through infinite channels for us all to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/doing-it-my-way.html"&gt;Doing It My Way&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/believing-in-impossible.html"&gt;Believing in the Impossible&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-need-to-sit-in-dark.html" target="_blank"&gt;No Need to Sit in the Dark&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/answer-is-always-one-revisited.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Answer is Always One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/love-is-meeting-all-needs-perfectly.html"&gt;Love is Meeting All Needs Perfectly - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-downloads.html" target="_blank"&gt;Love Downloads&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/06/love-has-no-limits.html"&gt;Love Has No Limits&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-limits.html"&gt;No Limits&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/our-daily-bread.html"&gt;Our Daily Bread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8647990015238092095?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8647990015238092095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8647990015238092095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-has-no-limits-revisited.html' title='Love Has No Limits - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-5396590122215343145</id><published>2009-03-09T13:35:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:18:44.878Z</updated><title type='text'>He's Back!</title><content type='html'>Last night, I saw an advert on television for Michael Jackson's "This is It" concerts at the "O2 Arena" in London. The advert showed clips of Michael performing many of his hits; it was like watching a mini concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, Michael!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/irresistible-power-of-love.html"&gt;The Irresistible Power of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/message-to-dear-friend.html"&gt;Message to a Dear Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xS8nUdQ1OAI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xS8nUdQ1OAI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-5396590122215343145?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5396590122215343145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5396590122215343145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/hes-back.html' title='He&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4636483829107731952</id><published>2009-03-09T12:44:00.030Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:12:36.878Z</updated><title type='text'>Doing It My Way</title><content type='html'>I believe the universe is composed of infinite programmes that have been written in order for us to have the equivalent life experiences. When I put out an intention to have an experience, the relevant programme is activated, which gives rise to the equivalent thought forms needed to have the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, my interest in becoming a writer activated the writers' programme which inspired me to love reading and writing, attend writing classes, learn how to touch-type, stay alert for stories, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with programmes is that they come with lots of conflicting thought-forms that humans have dreamed up based on their own expectations and beliefs. I find the trick is to choose what works and then rewrite, overwrite, or erase thought forms that are not useful. I used to suffer from writers' block until I realised my identity as the Infinite Self which erased that belief. Now I see inspiration everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of an email exchange I had two days ago with a friend about the importance of being true to the Self. My friend wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"I have a center that I must abide in. It is for me the Truth Center of what I am being, but I still have a personality that is grossly off center so much that it has attacked my health. I am finding that my physical condition is predicated on my mental and spiritual awareness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;My response was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"I know exactly what you mean, [name]. I still have a personality which I have been training to be under the command of my I AM Presence. I find it's rather like training a puppy. Sometimes the puppy rebels but I still persist by loving her and never beat myself up as that is animal cruelty." :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Training the puppy is experiencing the "Truth Center" in every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a woman, I have activated the woman programme which comes with lots of baggage including having periods. Although I am not crazy about that experience, it comes in handy knowing where I am in my cycle, just in case. As part of the programme comes the belief in painful periods. Someone obviously benefits from this belief - Pharmaceutical companies who encourage women to spend billions on pain killers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my bus journey this morning I had a twinge of period pain which developed into a cramp that kept getting worse and worse. Time to overwrite that thought form with another. I thought to myself: "I am Love-Light. As Love-Light I am feeling good in every moment." I kept thinking "I feel good" over and over again until the thoughts of feeling good came to life and dissolved the pain. Now I am enjoying having a period my way. In other words, the puppy is being trained to obey Love's commands in every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to experience different programmes as long as I get to experience them My way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/dissolving-cell-memories.html"&gt;Dissolving Cell Memories&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-careful-what-thoughts-you-pick-up.html"&gt;Be Careful What Thoughts You Pick Up&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-pure-thought.html"&gt;The Power of Pure Thought&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-new-under-sun.html"&gt;Nothing New Under the Sun&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-feeling-good-part-3.html"&gt;I'm Feeling Good - Part 3&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/10/retraining-my-dog.html"&gt;Retraining My Dog&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/power-of-selfishness.html"&gt;The Power of Selfishness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-my-day.html"&gt;This is My Day!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/dissolving-programmes.html"&gt;Dissolving Programmes&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-downloads.html"&gt;Love Downloads&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/resistance-is-futile.html"&gt;Resistance is Futile&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-love-dissolved-migraine.html"&gt;How Love Dissolved Migraine&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/infinite-self.html"&gt;Infinite Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/supply-and-demand-are-one_13.html"&gt;Supply and Demand are One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/our-daily-bread.html"&gt;Our Daily Bread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4636483829107731952?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4636483829107731952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4636483829107731952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/doing-it-my-way.html' title='Doing It My Way'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4010870198627970349</id><published>2009-03-08T13:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-08T13:09:12.978Z</updated><title type='text'>Our Daily Bread</title><content type='html'>The following article was previously posted at my &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/our-daily-bread.html"&gt;The One in All&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, July 22, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/our-daily-bread.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our Daily Bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I know my nature, my real self, is beyond words, thoughts and ideas, I am also aware of the power of ideas to express oneness. Everything we experience such as animals, nature, humans, and things are ideas. This computer, for instance, is an idea to express love; the chair I'm sitting on is an idea to express love; and my human identity is a idea to express love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back, I read an article in the Independent Newspaper (16 June 2005) about tennis champion &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roger_Federer"&gt;Roger Federer&lt;/a&gt; who lives the opening lines to Lenny Kravitz's song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I wish that I could fly&lt;br /&gt;Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;So very high&lt;br /&gt;Just like a dragonfly" &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/l/lenny-kravitz/82622.html"&gt;Fly Away&lt;/a&gt;, Lenny Kravitz&lt;/blockquote&gt;He went on to become Wimbledon tennis champion for the third time in a row. His peers regard him as a genius. Well...if you can see yourself flying, you're bound to fly in all you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One game I like to play is to be the idea of what I would like to experience. For instance, to realise my nature as the formless, I first of all experienced this as an idea in my imagination. I saw myself falling into an abyss. I then realised there was nothing below, nothing substantial that I could grab hold of, and nothing to even fall into. I was the space I was falling into where I was neither floating nor falling. I was in a kind of suspended state. I was the suspended state. This idea represented letting go of all beliefs and being my real self, the One in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have observed that either you see yourself and life as material, which can limit you, or you see yourself and life as ideas that can free you. When an open prison door is seen as material, it is there to keep you captive; but when an open prison door is seen as an idea it is symbolic of freeing you from whatever obstacles you're trying to overcome. So you visualise yourself as a prison door that's wide open and see yourself walking out of the door. You release the idea and observe this idea made manifest in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A butterfly is an idea of transformation and freedom. I see myself as a butterfly emerging from the chrysalis and flying off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind is an idea of boundlessness. I see myself as the wind everywhere and nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ocean is an idea of infinity and abundance. I see myself as the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are unlimited ideas around us. I believe ideas are our spiritual nourishment that can look after all our material needs. One must always remember that ideas are tools only. While the Self can be any idea He is not the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Oneness,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4010870198627970349?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4010870198627970349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4010870198627970349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-daily-bread.html' title='Our Daily Bread'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7229356552975010565</id><published>2009-03-08T12:55:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-08T13:24:59.488Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 20</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this song "Fly Away" by Lenny Kravitz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AAeYTC_uY54&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7229356552975010565?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7229356552975010565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7229356552975010565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-20.html' title='Song of the Day - 20'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7816073054379164352</id><published>2009-03-08T12:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:23:30.726Z</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>This has got to be one of the best videos I've ever watched. I was grinning all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cbk980jV7Ao&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cbk980jV7Ao&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7816073054379164352?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7816073054379164352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7816073054379164352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6300252430138328635</id><published>2009-03-07T13:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:26:34.218Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 19</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this song: "Walking on Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eONhto0x_nI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eONhto0x_nI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6300252430138328635?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6300252430138328635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6300252430138328635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-19.html' title='Song of the Day - 19'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-2803716992990628635</id><published>2009-03-07T12:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:46:25.853Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 18</title><content type='html'>A wonderful song that warms my heart: "Bring Me Sunshine" by Morecambe and Wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles all round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrlkBmHU-wk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrlkBmHU-wk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-2803716992990628635?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2803716992990628635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2803716992990628635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-18.html' title='Song of the Day - 18'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8753262865214281765</id><published>2009-03-07T12:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:25:43.431Z</updated><title type='text'>Love This!</title><content type='html'>I've always believed that smiles have magical powers to heal and bless. Here's something I've just read which I LOVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"If we look at the letters in the word SMILE, it can be understood to mean: Sending My Infinite Love Everywhere. We may affirm together: I AM a beautiful SMILE, and I AM Sending My Infinite Love Everywhere."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.anopendooroflove.org/magic_key.html"&gt;The Magic Key of Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Smiling at you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-one-is-blessed-all-is-blessed.html"&gt;When One is Blessed, All is Blessed&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/smiling-back-atcha.html"&gt;Smiling Back Atcha!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/smiles-all-round.html"&gt;Smiles All Round&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/03/simple-magic.html"&gt;Simple Magic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/smile.html"&gt;Smile&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/smile-and-world-smiles-with-you.html"&gt;Smile and the World Smiles with You&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-is-one-continuous-beam.html"&gt;Life is One Continuous Beam&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/08/joy-of-givingmaybe-not.html"&gt;The Joy of Giving...Maybe Not&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8753262865214281765?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8753262865214281765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8753262865214281765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-this.html' title='Love This!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-3975941433311069372</id><published>2009-03-06T15:12:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:43:46.456Z</updated><title type='text'>Fully Understood</title><content type='html'>A friend showed me some photographs of himself while he was at university. He looked so young and full of promise. When I told my friend that I prefer him as he is now, twenty five years later, he wanted to know what I meant. I told him in essence who he is now is still the same as he was at university. However, I see the younger self as the dreamer and full of hope and the self now as full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our meeting, I popped into the local library. I picked up a book on the shelf to browse called: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Working-Your-Guardian-Angel-Inspirational/dp/0749926627"&gt;Working With Your Guardian Angel&lt;/a&gt;. While I was flicking through the pages I was drawn to a quote the writer had used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Trying to remember myself as a child, I see something like an outline drawing of the adult that I am now - fundamentally the same person but nothing filled in." ~~ Dame Margot Fonteyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I emailed the quote to my friend telling him that it expresses perfectly what I meant when I had described him as "full."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-was-quick.html"&gt;That was Quick!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/being-full-of-self.html"&gt;Being Full of Self&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-3975941433311069372?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3975941433311069372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3975941433311069372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/fully-understood.html' title='Fully Understood'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-2003299339742829880</id><published>2009-03-06T14:49:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:11:27.660Z</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the Day - 4</title><content type='html'>If being miserable makes you happy, enjoy being miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/misery-likes-company.html"&gt;Misery Loves Company&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-2003299339742829880?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2003299339742829880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2003299339742829880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/thought-of-day-4.html' title='Thought of the Day - 4'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4559318543424165279</id><published>2009-03-06T12:52:00.027Z</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:24:34.062+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Competition?</title><content type='html'>Last night I watched the finals of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Krypton_Factor"&gt;The Krypton Factor&lt;/a&gt; on television, a gameshow that tests contestants' mental agility, observation skills, intelligence, physical ability, and general knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the assault course, which tests their physical ability, contestants usually compete in pairs, but in the finals they had to run the course on their own. This meant each contestant didn't have a partner to compete against or help push him; he had to rely on his self-belief to get him to the finishing line. It was only at the end that each contestant discovered how well or badly he'd performed. I noticed the contestant who came first was not as fast he'd been when he had a competitor beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So competition is not what it seems. If there were were no others to push or challenge us as "competititors", would we be motivated to want to be more, I wonder? Would athletes keep pushing themselves if they didn't have their running mates to challenge them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my own personal life experience, competition has come as: life challenges, obstacles that I had unwittingly set up for myself, and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother has been my greatest sparring partner. When ircumstances brought us together I had to use the opportunity to learn more about myself. Thanks to my mother, I can now be in peace no matter what the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe since there is only One Self wearing the many masks, then that which is appearing as the competitors, obstacles and challenges are no other than the One acting out those experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My competitor is my ally.&lt;br /&gt;The competition is no other than an aspect of Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With competition every One's a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/living-with-unity-consciousness.html"&gt;Living with Unity Consciousness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-it-snow.html"&gt;Let it Snow!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-power.html"&gt;Will Power&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/universe-is-always-on-my-side.html"&gt;The Universe is Always on My Side&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/solitaire.html"&gt;Solitaire&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-being-genius.html"&gt;On Being a Genius&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-real-family.html"&gt;My Real Family&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/only-good-can-come-out-of-this.html"&gt;Only Good Can Come Out of This&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-such-thing-as-competition.html"&gt;No Such Thing as Competition&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/everyones-winner.html"&gt;Everyone's a Winner!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-being-superhero.html"&gt;On Being a SuperHero&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/being-vector8.html"&gt;Being Vector8&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/power-of-love.html"&gt;The Power of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/resistance-is-futile.html"&gt;Resistance is Futile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4559318543424165279?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4559318543424165279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4559318543424165279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-competition.html' title='What is Competition?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-2227055693621576888</id><published>2009-03-05T15:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:51:04.595Z</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the Day - 3</title><content type='html'>If at first you don't succeed, get a take away. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/try-again.html"&gt;Try Again&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-at-first-you-dont-succeed-stop.html"&gt;If at First You Don't Succeed, Stop Trying&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-at-first-you-dont-succeed-lie-again.html"&gt;If At First You Don't Succeed, Lie Again&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-what-youre-doing-isnt-working.html"&gt;If What You're Doing isn't Working&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-2227055693621576888?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2227055693621576888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2227055693621576888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/thought-of-day-3.html' title='Thought of the Day - 3'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6853103287840494414</id><published>2009-03-04T15:00:00.026Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:39:15.654Z</updated><title type='text'>Living with Unity Consciousness</title><content type='html'>I believe Unity Consciousness is realising that there is only ONE appearing as the many. In other words, there is only ONE Brotherhood of Man in the infinite universe. Because there is only ONE, whatever blesses one always blesses the all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the realisation of Unity Consciousness is one thing, putting this realisation into practice is a different matter. How do I sustain the Unity Consciousness frequency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By living by the "when one is blessed all is blessed" principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way I achieve this is by sharing in writing insights, realisations, testimonies, and experiences that uplift and bless me. Even if people never get to read my writings, the intention to share still blesses everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way I live by the above principle is I include everyone in my prayers. Thus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want healing, I thank God that we are all healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want my debts cancelled, I thank God that all our debts are cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to be happy, I thank God that we are all happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to experience true love with the man of my dreams, I thank God that we are all experiencing true love with our ideal partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to receive greater revelations and blessings, I thank God that we are all receiving greater revelations and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very much aware that just because I share my experiences or pray for everyone to be blessed doesn't mean people are going to be open to receive. Whether people are open or not is not the issue. The point is for me to keep sustaining the Unity Consciousness frequency, regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And according to my frequency so are my experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-praxis.html"&gt;In Praxis&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/limitless-opportunities-to-experience.html"&gt;Limitless Opportunities to Experience Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/answer-is-always-one-revisited.html"&gt;The Answer is Always One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/nature-of-one.html"&gt;The Nature of the ONE&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/catching-vibes.html"&gt;Catching the Vibes&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness-in-practice.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness - In Practice&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-one-is-blessed-all-is-blessed.html"&gt;When One is Blessed, All is Blessed&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-about-intercession.html"&gt;More about Intercession&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-is-one-reminder.html"&gt;All is One - A Reminder&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/ordinary-is-extraordinary.html"&gt;The Ordinary is Extraordinary&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-brotherhood-of-man.html"&gt;The One Brotherhood of Man&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/biggest-mail-merge-ever.html"&gt;The Biggest Mail Merge Ever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6853103287840494414?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6853103287840494414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6853103287840494414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/living-with-unity-consciousness.html' title='Living with Unity Consciousness'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7123337423480724036</id><published>2009-03-04T11:19:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:49:20.627Z</updated><title type='text'>In Praxis</title><content type='html'>Praxis is the art of putting theory into practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the use of having lofty ideas when it's not being applied in one's life experiences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I think it's great to see how many people are sharing their inspired writings, it's even more wonderful to hear about people's inspired life experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/practical-spirituality.html"&gt;Practical Spirituality&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/06/faith-without-works-is-dead.html"&gt;Faith Without Works is Dead&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7123337423480724036?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7123337423480724036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7123337423480724036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-praxis.html' title='In Praxis'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4640934051383279441</id><published>2009-03-04T10:55:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:05:08.541Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 17</title><content type='html'>It's funny how some songs just pop up in thought. I've been humming "Groove is in the Heart" by Dee-lite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a groovy and delightful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xa2y9aG4oRg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xa2y9aG4oRg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4640934051383279441?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4640934051383279441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4640934051383279441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-17.html' title='Song of the Day - 17'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6395923736945286193</id><published>2009-03-03T13:26:00.023Z</published><updated>2011-03-02T19:43:11.978Z</updated><title type='text'>Dissolving Cell Memories</title><content type='html'>A year ago my mother was given a potted &lt;a href="http://www.redbudfarm.com/Bologie.aspx"&gt;Bologie&lt;/a&gt; vegetable plant which she put on the kitchen window sill. While she was on holidays, she asked me to look after the plant. I decided to name the plant Agnes after the British supermodel &lt;a href="http://supermodels.nl/agynessdeyn"&gt;Agyness&lt;/a&gt; (same pronunciation but different spelling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes and I developed a strong bond. Every day I would tell her how much I love her and ask her to grow big and strong. Agnes really did prosper so much that when my mother returned from her holidays she was shocked to see how radiant Agnes was looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was aghast to discover Agnes' leaves had been pruned. I had become so attached to Agnes that I had forgotten she was also a vegetable that makes very good stew. Agnes didn't seem to mind though as she continued to prosper anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Agnes was getting bigger, my mother decided to move her from the window to sit on top of a cupboard near the window, which she believed would give her more room to spread her wings. Agnes didn't like that spot at all because she was too near the cooker. She became a shadow of her former self; her leaves looked like they'd been scorched. For a while, it was touch and go and she looked like she was going to wither away. We continued to pour love on her and believe in her. She finally picked up and grew new leaves with singes around the edges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my mother had pruned her, the next generation of leaves were also singed. My mother was quite puzzled why Agnes was growing new leaves with singed leaves then I reminded her that it's due to cellular memories. I said even though my cells are continuously being renewed, the memory of old scars have been passed on from one generation to the next; that's why I still have scars from childhood on my body. Similarly, Agnes was passing on the old memories from one generation to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother and I continued to love Agnes and encourage her to grow big and strong. The next time mum pruned her leaves, Agnes grew perfect leaves. Mum decided to transfer part of Agnes to a smaller pot. Baby Agnes grew big, strong and perfect leaves just like her mother. We were really proud of Agnes senior and junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes has now become a grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes has taught me a lot about how to let go of old wounds: just love, love, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love dissolves all grievances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-melts-grievances-and-grudges.html"&gt;Love Melts Grievances and Grudges&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginning.html"&gt;A New Beginning&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/womans-right-to-plug-out-of-system.html"&gt;A Woman's Right to Plug Out of the System&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-funny.html"&gt;How Funny!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/power-of-love.html"&gt;The Power of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-parenthood-calling.html"&gt;Is Parenthood a Calling?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/03/unconditional-love.html"&gt;Unconditional Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/location-location-location.html"&gt;Location, Location, Location&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/correction-i-only-want-to-love-and-be.html"&gt;Correction! I Only Want to Love and Be Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6395923736945286193?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6395923736945286193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6395923736945286193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/dissolving-cell-memories.html' title='Dissolving Cell Memories'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1050343428984716913</id><published>2009-03-03T12:48:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:22:41.203Z</updated><title type='text'>My Head Says Yes But My Heart Says No</title><content type='html'>As I was watching television with my mother, I thought how lovely it would be to have a cup of tea. The moment I had the thought, another part of me thought, "I don't fancy it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few more minutes I had the same thought about getting some tea and putting the kettle on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought, "I don't feel like tea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter with me? Do I or do I not fancy a cup of tea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to watch television instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later my mother went to the kitchen, put the kettle on, and made herself a cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, so I was picking up on my mother's desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night while I was watching &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Star_Trek_Voyager"&gt;StarTrek Voyager&lt;/a&gt;, I had a craving for a bowl of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weetabix"&gt;Weetabix&lt;/a&gt; cereals. This time my head and my heart were in total agreement so I went for it. I knew my cravings were all mine as my mother was already fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my head says yes but my heart says no, I follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;When my head says no but my heart says yes, I follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;When my head and my heart say yes, I follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I follow my heart in all things as my heart always knows what's best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-infinite-mind.html"&gt;Being Infinite Mind&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/silent-treatment.html"&gt;Silent Treatment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-follow-my-heart-every-day-is.html"&gt;When I Follow My Heart, Every Day is Christmas Day&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/earth-is-all-heart.html"&gt;Earth is All Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1050343428984716913?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1050343428984716913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1050343428984716913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-head-says-yes-but-my-heart-says-no.html' title='My Head Says Yes But My Heart Says No'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8370440486628510506</id><published>2009-03-03T11:20:00.017Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:07:18.221Z</updated><title type='text'>Being Infinite Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;24: And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvIsai.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=65&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Isaiah 65&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Though I appear as a woman with a certain height, weight, skin colour, interests and personality, I don't identity myself as a person but as Infinite Mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinite Mind is like a computer game which anticipates one's every move. The reason why the computer can anticipate every move is because all possibilities have already been programmed into it. In other words, all realities and possibilities exist in Mind. Since I identify myself as Mind, then all possibilities exist in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day during my bus journey, the bus was diverted because of weekend road works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother sometimes travels to church by bus. Even though her bus route isn't the same as the bus I had been on, I was inspired to tell her about the diversion. Mum said she didn't think she would be affected as her bus travels on a completely different route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day when my mother returned from church, she told me her bus had also been diverted. Just as well, she had left early anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it made sense why I had been inspired to warn my mother even though it hadn't made any logical sense at the time. Mind already knew this would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our neighbourhood there is only one little corner shop that we all go to. The shop is useful for small items or things you've run out of. When people want to do their grocery shopping they have to drive, catch the local bus, or walk for about 20 minutes to the local supermarket and shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago while I was exploring another part of the neighbourhood, I noticed a shop that is a lot bigger than our local shop and stocks more vegetables. I made a mental note of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning my mother asked me to get some items from our corner shop. They had run out of onions. Mum was upset that they didn't have any as she intended to cook with them. It was then I remembered the other shop I had seen during my walk. I decided to surprise her by taking a walk to that shop and buy her onions from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Infinite Mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-focus.html"&gt;The Problem with Focus&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html"&gt;The Power of Identification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/timing-is-everything.html"&gt;Timing is Everything&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/solitaire.html"&gt;Solitaire&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-only-natural.html"&gt;It's Only Natural&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-all-in-my-head.html"&gt;It's All in My Head&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-person.html"&gt;Not a Person&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8370440486628510506?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8370440486628510506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8370440486628510506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-infinite-mind.html' title='Being Infinite Mind'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1364268813638305983</id><published>2009-03-03T10:40:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:58:44.010Z</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the Believers</title><content type='html'>In a previous article called &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-think-of-pink-elephant.html"&gt;Don't Think of a Pink Elephant&lt;/a&gt;, I wrote about the atheist advertising campaign that was launched on the side of buses all over the UK declaring that there is no God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed the latest advertising campaign on buses by the Christian Party reads: "There definitely is a God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the current state of play is now Deuce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious about what the next campaign is going to be about. I can just see it now: "Bullshit! There is no God, I tell you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I doubt if advertisers would use the BS word on their campaign. I remember when the word "bloody" was used in one TV advert, lots of people complained. It would seem that viewers don't mind advertisers fabricating the truth about a product as long as they don't swear while they're promoting the product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, while people are busy arguing for or against God's existence, God is constantly being magnified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game, set and match, God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-think-of-pink-elephant.html"&gt;Don't Think of a Pink Elephant&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/deuce-perfect-love-match.html"&gt;Deuce, the Perfect Love Match&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1364268813638305983?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1364268813638305983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1364268813638305983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/battle-of-believers.html' title='Battle of the Believers'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-5818326535206312826</id><published>2009-03-02T13:19:00.035Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:12:36.729Z</updated><title type='text'>Silent Treatment</title><content type='html'>When someone is not speaking to you or avoids communicating with you it is usually seen as giving someone the silent treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tend to give people silent treatments for various reasons: resentment, hostility, anger or they may just want to be left alone for whatever reason that's personal to them. I believe "silent treatment" in this sense is a misnomer because while someone might be giving you the silent treatment, his thoughts could still very much be active. A resentful person giving someone the silent treatment, for example, may very well be having hateful thoughts about another. Just as well thoughts only have as much power as I believe they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another way of giving silent treatment, where I am experiencing my natural state of being from inner silence. Where there are no thoughts, there are no judgments; there is simply Awareness that has no beginning or end; the ONE Light wearing the infinite masks. I experience Awareness as an inner sound that is endless bliss, joy, peace, happiness, power, freedom, goodness, wisdom, inspiration, wonder etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the whole purpose of the spiritual path is to learn how to live from silence. When I need to experience life, Silence transmutes itself into the appropriate thoughts, feelings or experiences. It is from inner silence that man realises his nature as the wonder where things happen magically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe when I am experiencing life from silence, I get to experience the real purpose of my five senses - to receive and transmit unlimited love in every moment. Thus, when I'm looking at someone, I end up receiving all their good intentions and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, as I was watching the Reality TV Show &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dancing_on_Ice"&gt;Dancing on Ice&lt;/a&gt; from silence, I could appreciate how each dancer was doing the best they can. Next, I went beyond the personality trying to do the best s/he can to the ONE Love/Presence in all that is wearing the many masks. Now that I was experiencing infinite love, I could enjoy Love's expression through each instrument while being totally detached from the final outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I experience life from the thinking mode, I find I'm always trying to figure out how thing should work out or trying to force a solution to a problem. In other words, "taking thought" creates a kind of static/interference that appears to block the wonder of being and life becomes a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe giving silent treatment as Being is very good for the soul. I intend to give everyone the silent treatment indefinitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/answer-is-always-one-revisited.html"&gt;The Answer is Always One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html"&gt;The Power of Identification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/voice-of-all.html"&gt;The Voice of the All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/harmfulness-versus-harmlessness.html"&gt;Harmfulness versus Harmlessness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-intentions.html"&gt;Good Intentions&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-about-inner-sound.html"&gt;More About the Inner Sound&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-communication.html"&gt;Love Communication&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/word-power.html"&gt;Word Power&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/intention-to-love-and-be-love.html"&gt;The Intention to Love and Be Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-thoughts-on-meditation-haha.html"&gt;Some Thoughts on Meditation - Haha&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/real-purpose-of-senses.html"&gt;The Real Purpose of the Senses&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/10/plug-in-2.html"&gt;Plug In - 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/there-is-no-space.html"&gt;There is No Space&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/06/inner-silence.html"&gt;Inner Silence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/06/the-power-of-inner-silence/"&gt;The Power of Inner Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-5818326535206312826?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5818326535206312826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5818326535206312826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/silent-treatment.html' title='Silent Treatment'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1402931596169840269</id><published>2009-03-02T13:08:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:10:52.271Z</updated><title type='text'>Dorothy Attracts Look-Alike</title><content type='html'>While I was watching the film &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0032138/"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/a&gt; yesterday, it occurred to me that the character Dorothy (played by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000023/"&gt;Judy Garland&lt;/a&gt;) reminded me of this woman I sometimes see during my bus journeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got up bright and early and left home earlier than usual. I even caught a bus I don't usually catch. During my bus journey the woman I'd been thinking of yesterday got on my bus. She sat downstairs while I was sitting upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why I got up so early then so my thought could come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-follow-my-heart-every-day-is.html"&gt;When I Follow My Heart, Every Day is Christmas Day&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/next-best-thing.html"&gt;The Next Best Thing&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-chaos.html"&gt;What is Chaos?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/loves-organising-principle.html"&gt;Love's Organising Principle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1402931596169840269?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1402931596169840269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1402931596169840269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/dorothy-attracts-look-alike.html' title='Dorothy Attracts Look-Alike'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8501097443199548137</id><published>2009-03-02T11:25:00.021Z</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:11:05.993+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Measure of Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"4": Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"5": Commit thy way unto the LORD; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/kjv2www?specfile=/texts/english/religion/kjv/kjv-pub.o2w&amp;amp;act=text&amp;amp;offset=5414500&amp;amp;textreg=0&amp;amp;query=desires+of"&gt;Psalm 37&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is success? Is it the amount of material wealth acquired after achieving a particular goal? Is it the feeling of satisfaction after a dream has come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a recent TV documentary about the British singers &lt;a href="http://www.beverleysisters.com/"&gt;Beverley Sisters&lt;/a&gt;, the sisters were asked how they managed to agree on outfits they wore on stage, as they always wear the same colours. One sister said that if, for instance, one sister wants to wear blue and another wants to wear red, they will go with the sister who feels the strongest. In other words, she who loves the most gets the deciding vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my mother and I watched the Reality TV show, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dancing_on_Ice"&gt;Dancing on Ice&lt;/a&gt;, where celebrities and their professional ice skating partners compete with one another. The ice panel decides 50% of the score and the audience votes determines the other 50%. One judge gave &lt;a href="http://www.itv.com/Entertainment/reality/dancingonice/Thecelebrities/ZoeSalmon/default.html"&gt;Zoe Salmon&lt;/a&gt; maximum point because she said Zoe made her feel the most. I could relate to what the judge was saying because Zoe was so full of joy that you couldn't help but fall in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the judges had given &lt;a href="http://www.itv.com/Entertainment/reality/dancingonice/Thecelebrities/ColeenNolan/default.html"&gt;Coleen Nolan&lt;/a&gt; the lowest scores because they thought she was the weakest and least confident skater, the audience voted for her to stay. My mother was quite frustrated about this because she believed Coleen was depriving better skaters. I believe the reason why the audience keeps voting for Coleen is because she touches people's hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the measure of success is not based on how much money or stuff one has accumulated but on how much one loves and is open to experience love. Love then translates into the desires of one's heart i.e. audience votes, career opportunities, wealth, supply, abundance, peace of mind, happiness, power, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-follow-my-heart-every-day-is.html"&gt;When I Follow My Heart, Every Day is Christmas Day&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/limitless-opportunities-to-experience.html"&gt;Limitless Opportunities to Experience Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/beauty-secrets-revisited.html"&gt;Beauty Secrets - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/irresistible-power-of-love.html"&gt;The Irresistible Power of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/satisfaction.html"&gt;Satisfaction&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-always-has-right-of-way.html"&gt;Love Always Has the Right of Way&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/06/love-great-motivator.html"&gt;Love, the Great Motivator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8501097443199548137?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8501097443199548137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8501097443199548137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/measure-of-success.html' title='The Measure of Success'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1187087888175615531</id><published>2009-03-02T10:59:00.014Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:32:10.205Z</updated><title type='text'>When I Follow My Heart, Every Day is Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>I have observed Love is constantly speaking to me through my heart. All I have to do is pay attention to how I am feeling in every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stopping off at the local Internet cafe to check my emails, I thought I'd catch a bus into town to my favourite bookshop, which I haven't been to for a while. As I was waiting at the stop, I no longer felt like going into town. I even felt exhausted, which isn't like me at all. Why not go home and spend the afternoon reading or watching television instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking home I decided to explore the local area which led me to the canal. I happen to love walking down canals. I figured I could energise myself by walking down it for a while and then go home but my heart wasn't in it. Even the swans and birds on the canal that usually give me such joy weren't doing it for me. Time to head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived home, my mother was back from church and she was cooking dinner. I borrowed one of her books to read. While I was reading, she sat down and flicked through the TV guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see they're showing your favourite film in half an hour," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Which one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0032138/"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How wonderful! I can't wait to see it again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it made sense why I hadn't felt like doing things I usually love - because Love wanted me to focus on another great love. In fact two days before, I reviewed an &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/harmfulness-versus-harmlessness.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; I'd written, where I had cited the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0032138/"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/a&gt;, Dorothy runs away from home with her beloved dog, Toto, because she's afraid Toto will be taken away from her. On the way she meets Professor Marvel who talks her into returning home. On her way home, a cyclone is fast approaching. By the time she arrives home, her loved ones have already gone into a shelter. Dorothy seeks shelter in her bedroom. When the cyclone hits, a broken window hits Dorothy on the head leaving her unconscious. When she "wakes up" she finds herself sitting in bed and experience her house flying. She also notices people flying outside the window. When the house finally lands Dorothy finds herself in this magical world of good and bad witches, Munchkins, and everything is alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Dorothy doesn't realise is that she is dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dream, Dorothy is anxious to get home to her beloved Aunty Em and Uncle Henry. She's advised by a good witch that the Wizard of Oz might be able to help her get home. All she has to do is follow the yellow brick road to the Emerald City where the Wizard lives. On the way, Dorothy meets the Scarecrow, Tin Man and Lion who look very familiar to Dorothy, but she can't remember where she's seen them before. The reason why her new friends look very familiar is because they actually work at her farm. The three friends decide to accompany Dorothy to Oz as they are hoping the Wizard will help them find a brain, heart and courage respectively. The Wizard of Oz is no other than the Professor Dorothy had met in her waking state while she'd been running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut a long story short, the Wizard helps Scarecrow, Tin Man and Lion realise that what they are seeking they already are. They simply have to believe in themselves. The good witch helps Dorothy realise an important lesson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Well, I -- I think that it -- that it wasn't enough just to want to see Uncle Henry and Auntie Em -- and it's that -- if I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own backyard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.scifiscripts.com/scripts/wizoz.txt"&gt;The Wizard of Oz Movie script&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Dorothy wakes out of the dream by remembering that "there is no place like home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Dorothy, when I went out looking for my heart's desires, my heart told me that my treasure for the day was right where I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the movie, the announcer said: "I bet you thought it was Christmas, didn't you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew what the announcer was getting at. They tend to show this film around Christmas or during holiday seasons. Why wait till Christmas to enjoy your heart's desires?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I listen to my heart, every day is Christmas Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/limitless-opportunities-to-experience.html"&gt;Limitless Opportunities to Experience Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/boys-and-their-toys.html"&gt;Boys and their Toys&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-desires-or-mine.html"&gt;Your Desires or Mine?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/harmfulness-versus-harmlessness.html"&gt;Harmfulness versus Harmlessness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/listen-to-your-heart.html"&gt;Listen to Your Heart&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/trusting-in-my-path-taking-dog-for-walk.html"&gt;Trusting in my Path; Taking the Dog for a Walk&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-heart-is.html"&gt;Where the Heart Is&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/following-my-heart.html"&gt;Following My Heart&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/bah-humbug.html"&gt;Bah Humbug!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/being-answer.html"&gt;Being the Answer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See also: &lt;a href="http://www.metro.co.uk/weird/article.html?Mr_Christmas_cashes_in_on_credit_crunch&amp;amp;in_article_id=459297&amp;amp;in_page_id=2"&gt;Mr Christmas cashes in on credit crunch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1187087888175615531?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1187087888175615531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1187087888175615531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-follow-my-heart-every-day-is.html' title='When I Follow My Heart, Every Day is Christmas Day'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1199320443452647913</id><published>2009-03-01T13:59:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:02:53.077Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 16</title><content type='html'>Happy March!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better way to celebrate the greatest and powerful month ever than this song: "The Power" by Snap. I absolutely LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z33tH-JdPDg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z33tH-JdPDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1199320443452647913?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1199320443452647913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1199320443452647913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-day-16.html' title='Song of the Day - 16'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8674120370169490561</id><published>2009-02-28T15:27:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-02-28T16:20:24.170Z</updated><title type='text'>Don't Think of a Pink Elephant</title><content type='html'>Imagine if someone tells you not to think of a pink elephant. The more you try to not think of a pink elephant the more you end up thinking of a pink elephant. The only way, I believe, to avoid thinking of a pink elephant is to not give it my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year an advertising &lt;a href="http://www.humanism.org.uk/bus-campaign"&gt;campaign&lt;/a&gt; was launched on buses all around the UK declaring there is no God. Apparently, the campaign was in opposition to religious adverts on buses. I happen to travel frequently on one of the bus routes. How ironic for someone who totally believes in God, though not necessarily the religious idea of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the ad campaign as a very good thing because I believe in freedom of expression for all. I believe everyone should have the space to express what they believe, regardless of whether I am in agreement or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I see it, the advert is one sure way of magnifying God. By this I mean, whether you're arguing for or against God, you’re still thinking of God. Isn't God clever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon the advertisers are closet believers in God otherwise they wouldn't be giving God so much attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-love-united-kingdom.html"&gt;Why I Love the United Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-magnification.html"&gt;The Power of Magnification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-is-only-cause-i-support.html"&gt;Love is the Only Cause I Support&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/god-rules-ok.html"&gt;God Rules, OK!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/where-do-you-focus-your-attention_23.html"&gt;Where Do You Focus Your Attention?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8674120370169490561?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8674120370169490561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8674120370169490561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-think-of-pink-elephant.html' title='Don&apos;t Think of a Pink Elephant'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-2726847505098841151</id><published>2009-02-28T10:57:00.020Z</published><updated>2009-02-28T12:16:09.691Z</updated><title type='text'>Limitless Opportunities to Experience Love</title><content type='html'>I believe the purpose of life is to express my love and joy by doing, sharing and experiencing what I love; and to experience and share Love/God's infinite blessings. I have observed that when I love something, Love creates limitless opportunities for me to experience what I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back I shared how when one night I woke up in the middle of the night and wasn't feeling well, I heard the song "Beautiful Day" by the band &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U2"&gt;U2&lt;/a&gt; playing in my head, which uplifted me and made me feel better. After sharing my healing &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/changing-frequencies.html"&gt;experience&lt;/a&gt; on the Internet, one reader told me how my experience had not only uplifted her but had helped her to reconnect to her desires. (See &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-one-is-blessed-all-is-blessed.html"&gt;When One is Blessed, All is Blessed&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the TV &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7915370.stm"&gt;news&lt;/a&gt; last night I heard that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U2"&gt;U2&lt;/a&gt; had played a surprise rooftop gig for free in central London. I was really gutted that I wasn't in the area at the time. At least the news clip featured U2 singing "Beautiful Day", which really made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U2"&gt;U2&lt;/a&gt;, for your wonderful songs! We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Love, for creating limitless opportunities for me to love and to experience and share your infinite blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-need-to-sit-in-dark.html"&gt;No Need to Sit in the Dark&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/irresistible-power-of-love.html"&gt;The Irresistible Power of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/blessings-be.html"&gt;Blessings Be&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/purpose-of-universe.html"&gt;The Purpose of the Universe&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/changing-frequencies.html"&gt;Changing Frequencies&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-being-blessing-revisited.html"&gt;On Being a Blessing - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-alerts.html"&gt;Love Alerts&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/overflow.html"&gt;Overflow&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/make-room-for-magic-and-wonder.html"&gt;Make Room for Magic and Wonder&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/expect-unexpected.html"&gt;Expect the Unexpected&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/inexhaustible-love.html"&gt;Inexhaustible Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/trust-in-love-to-sort-out-details.html"&gt;Trust in Love to Sort out the Details&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-2726847505098841151?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2726847505098841151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2726847505098841151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/limitless-opportunities-to-experience.html' title='Limitless Opportunities to Experience Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7438203124785499402</id><published>2009-02-27T13:03:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:03:44.404Z</updated><title type='text'>Boring!  Fast Forward</title><content type='html'>So I woke up in the middle of the night with a cramp on one foot. At first I was tense which made it hurt even more. Then I tried the old tried and tested loving the foot model but it just got worse. I decided to relax and let it do its thing but the cramp was taking ages to be released. Then I thought to myself, why not use the DVD model i.e. experience the cramp rather like watching a video or DVD where I can fast forward the boring or uninteresting bits. I thought "Fast Forward." I felt my foot vibrating really fast and the experience moved through at light speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I checked the time it was 2 am. I figured that if I can fast forward my experience, I can also slow down an experience. I put out an intention for the night to move at a slower pace. The night did seem to last forever. I kept waking up and going back to sleep expecting it to be morning and it just went on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of a friend I had a relationship with a while back. We would agree that we want the time to move slowly and we would both experience it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DVD model makes perfect sense to me as I believe all life has already happened anyway. So why not just experience parts I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fast forward bits I don't find interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I can rewind parts I do like and watch it again and again.&lt;br /&gt;I can slow down parts I really enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;I can even pause experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've now reached the end of this DVD. Hope you enjoyed the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-time-is-now.html"&gt;All Time is Now&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/stepping-outside-box.html"&gt;Stepping Outside the Box&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/tried-and-tested-approach.html"&gt;The Tried and Tested Approach&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-past-present-and-future-self.html"&gt;My Past, Present and Future Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/moving-at-snails-pace.html"&gt;Moving at Snail's Pace&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-dvd.html"&gt;The Life DVD&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/fast-forward.html"&gt;Fast Forward&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7438203124785499402?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7438203124785499402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7438203124785499402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/boring-fast-forward.html' title='Boring!  Fast Forward'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-2261210785448672326</id><published>2009-02-26T15:48:00.014Z</published><updated>2010-05-22T16:26:24.544+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Pure Thought</title><content type='html'>When I woke up this morning I started thinking of the blessings of Abraham in the Bible and how his blessings was not only for his people but for all humanity for all time. We only have to claim those blessings for ourselves now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking to the bus stop I noticed three kids I usually see on their way to school. One girl was calling out to his brother (presumably) "Abraham!" It was the first time she's done that. I saw this as a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later when I paused to listen to the Inner Voice, I was advised me that it was now time to focus on manifesting by the power of pure thought. I was reminded of a piece I had read about the power of focused thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A thought reaches a combustion point at 17 seconds of pure undiluted focus. It draws another thought to it and it is exponentially more powerful. At the end of another 17 seconds, 34 seconds total, the next thought combusts, and by Law of Attraction, evolves to a higher level of energy. Again another 17 seconds to 51 seconds continues the process, and finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can continue a pure thought for 68 seconds on any given subject, it will be on its way to manifestation. The key word is pure, meaning positive focus, strong energy, no resistance; to not slip into lackful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraham says the average person rarely finishes a single sentence without contradicting their energy, as in "I want a new car, but it is too expensive." So they say most of us haven't had much experience with ever feeling the combustion of thought that comes from 17+ seconds of pure thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In talking about the leverage of 17+17+17+17=68 seconds of pure thought, Abraham offers the following information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 seconds is worth 2,000 man-hours (about a year at 40 hours per week of action taken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34 seconds is worth 20,000 man-hours (or about 10 years...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51 seconds is worth 200,000 man-hours (or about 100 years...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68 seconds is worth 2,000,000 manhours (or about 1000 years...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's two MILLION hours. If we can learn to offer pure thought energy for 68 seconds at a time, action becomes INCONSEQUENTIAL!&lt;/span&gt; "Slam! 68 Seconds to Wealth" by Ari Hinnant&lt;/blockquote&gt;I can relate to this because from time to time I practise &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japa"&gt;Japa meditation&lt;/a&gt; which is when I focus on a particular word or mantra and repeat it again and again. I have found that the word comes to life and inexplicable things happen. Japa is definitely one way to awaken the Magician within, at least it has worked for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note that the above excerpt mentions "Abraham" which is a group of entities that &lt;a href="http://www.abraham-hicks.com/lawofattractionsource/about_hicks.php"&gt;Jerry and Esther Hicks&lt;/a&gt; channel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed for all time x 68.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises.html"&gt;Promises, Promises!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-joy.html"&gt;Oh Joy!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/gift-of-focus.html"&gt;The Gift of Focus&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/alien.html"&gt;The Alien&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/peace.html"&gt;The Power of Peace&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/japa.html"&gt;Japa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-2261210785448672326?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2261210785448672326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2261210785448672326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-pure-thought.html' title='The Power of Pure Thought'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-5103869793777693289</id><published>2009-02-26T12:29:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:31:39.215Z</updated><title type='text'>Believing in the Impossible</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"The things which are impossible with men are possible with God."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/kjv2www?specfile=/texts/english/religion/kjv/kjv-pub.o2w&amp;amp;act=text&amp;amp;offset=4568146&amp;amp;textreg=0&amp;amp;query=impossible"&gt;Luke 18: 27&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I read a &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/7907192.stm"&gt;news report&lt;/a&gt; about how scientists believe they've found a gene that could help people grow new teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also heard of people who have had their teeth regenerated and have even grown new teeth through prayer. Here's one example: &lt;a href="http://www.christianscience.com/blogs/healing-stories/painful-tooth-permanently-healed/"&gt;Painful tooth permanently healed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking that in this reality, we can only experience what we believe is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scientists are obviously open to the possibility of new teeth growing through the scientific model. I'm sure they will achieve that goal in due course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spiritual model, it is believed all things are possible with God but you have to be open to that possibility. I have heard testimonies of people who have had their organs regenerated, yet their bodies have not been rejuvenated. I believe it's because they haven't been open to the idea that God can restore their youth. It is possible that the belief in aging prevents that reality from being made manifest in their reality. As long as the belief in sickness, old age and death prevails, people are not going to be open to eternal youth and immortality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want the impossible to happen, I have to believe in the impossible, expect it to happen, and let it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-need-to-sit-in-dark.html"&gt;No Need to Sit in the Dark&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises.html"&gt;Promises, Promises!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-never-dies.html"&gt;Love Never Dies&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/hidden-riches-of-secret-places.html"&gt;Hidden Riches of Secret Places&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-you-believe-is-possible-is-what.html"&gt;What You Believe is Possible is What is Possible For You&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/there-are-no-miracles.html"&gt;There are No Miracles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-5103869793777693289?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5103869793777693289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5103869793777693289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/believing-in-impossible.html' title='Believing in the Impossible'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-859738390739737717</id><published>2009-02-26T12:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-26T12:15:25.450Z</updated><title type='text'>My Continuing Love Affair with No. 8</title><content type='html'>When I arrived at the library, I noticed my favourite computer no.8 was already occupied. I was allocated computer no. 6. When computer number 8 was available I swapped places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend who was working on computer 7 said to me that he'd sensed I was very uncomfortable at no. 6. He said he could sense I was a lot happier now I was on number 8. I told him that I have a thing about the no. 8, numbers adding to 8, or recurring 8s. He may have been picking up on that love. My friend said he understands because his recurring number is 444.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-kind-of-magic-revisited.html"&gt;It's a Kind of Magic - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/eight-is-magic-number.html"&gt;Eight is the Magic Number&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-859738390739737717?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/859738390739737717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/859738390739737717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-continued-love-affair-with-no-8.html' title='My Continuing Love Affair with No. 8'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1804931298760114412</id><published>2009-02-26T10:53:00.023Z</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:51:22.163Z</updated><title type='text'>Be Careful What Thoughts You Pick Up</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning feeling tremendous sadness. I knew it wasn't my sadness but I was picking up on thoughts of sadness all around me which was being felt as sadness. I thought to myself "Happiness is all there is. I am blessed with infinite happiness" which dissolved the sadness in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later when I popped into a supermarket, I noticed all the newspapers had the same major headline about a politician's son who had died. No wonder I'd been picking up on all those thoughts. Imagine how many millions of newspapers are being circulated with the same information.  God bless the politician and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of picking up on thoughts, a friend tells me she emailed me a prayer request recently for healing but she didn't receive a response from me. While I never received her email, I did receive her thoughts of sickness because at one point I felt really ill as if I was coming up with the flu. Fortunately, I was able to reverse the feeling by remembering who I am as radiant health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am open to give and receive only thoughts of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-oneness.html"&gt;The Problem with Oneness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-alone-or-all-one.html"&gt;All Alone or All One?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/voice-of-all.html"&gt;The Voice of the All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-desires-or-mine.html"&gt;Your Desires or Mine?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/blessings-be.html"&gt;Blessings Be&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/10/using-discernment.html"&gt;Using Discernment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/03/who-is-thinking-whom-revisited.html"&gt;Who is Thinking Whom? - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/09/observer.html"&gt;The Observer&lt;/a&gt;;  &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing-personal.html"&gt;Nothing Personal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1804931298760114412?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1804931298760114412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1804931298760114412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-careful-what-thoughts-you-pick-up.html' title='Be Careful What Thoughts You Pick Up'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8387995886463172181</id><published>2009-02-25T14:40:00.033Z</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:22:19.070Z</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Having a Glossary</title><content type='html'>Just because I believe there is only ONE appearing as the many doesn't mean we all experience the ONE in the same way. I have observed that the ONE expresses through each individual in their own unique way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago I studied &lt;a href="http://www.anlp.org/index.asp?CatName=What%20is%20NLP&amp;amp;CatID=32"&gt;Neuro-Linguistic Programming/NLP&lt;/a&gt; which is a psychological model to help one understand why people behave the way they do. To understand someone it's important to study their thoughts, conditioning, belief systems and their &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Representational_systems_(NLP)"&gt;Representational Systems&lt;/a&gt;. Representational Systems refer to what senses dominate people's behaviour. An artist, for instance, is bound to be visually orientated; while a musician might be predominantly auditory. At the time I found I was very visual and auditory. Over the years I've developed my kinaesthetic side though my olfactory (smell) and gustatory (taste) are not so well developed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of the course, we were taught how to be in rapport with someone by matching their representational systems. In other words, learn how to speak someone's language. For instance, if someone visual is sharing something that's important, the therapist can speak his language by saying "I see what you mean." To an auditory individual you respond "I hear you", etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help us understand individual behaviour, we had to test the adage: "Don’t' judge a man until you've walked a mile in his shoes." We split up into pairs. The object of the exercise was to mimic our partner's behaviour. I was paired off with this man who had a slight limp. We decided to go for a walk while he copied my behaviour. I took a banana with me to munch on the way and he took one as well. His feedback of me was I was doing everything really fast. He said he didn't see me chewing, I just gobbled up my banana. He was right as I do tend to gobble rather than chew. He said at one point when I was crossing the road, he didn't see me check for traffic or I must have done it really fast. Out of self-preservation, he made sure the road was clear before he crossed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it came to my turn to mimic him, I found I had to twist my body to match his limp. As hard as I tried, I didn't feel comfortable matching his movements. I realised he was limping in a way that was perfectly him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the tools we were taught in NLP were the equivalent of studying a glossary. A glossary is a list and explanation of technical terms relating to a particular subject. The purpose of a glossary is to prevents one from making assumptions based on previous experiences. For instance, in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Baker_Eddy"&gt;Mary Baker Eddy's&lt;/a&gt; (MBE) book "Science and Health with Keys to the Scriptures" she has included a glossary which explains what she means by certain words. This is how she defines God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;GOD. The great I AM; the all-knowing, all-seeing, all-acting, all-wise, all-loving, and eternal; Principle; Mind; Soul; Spirit; Life; Truth; Love; all substance; intelligence.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.christianscience.org/SAH/SAH_XVII.html"&gt;Science and Health Glossary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I have observed in other models, mind is seen as a structure of ideas likely to keep one in bondage. In the MBE model, Mind is simply a synonym for God which is boundless Spirit. In some of my writings I also refer to God as Mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's MBE's definition of ego:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I, or EGO. Divine Principle; Spirit; Soul; incorporeal, unerring, immortal, and eternal Mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.christianscience.org/SAH/SAH_XVII.html"&gt;Science and Health Glossary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As we can see, MBE's definition of "ego" is totally different from the popular psychological model of ego which tends to be negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the NLP model, we were actually being taught how to study each individual's glossary that would guide the therapist into the individual's behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe another way one can have access to each individual's glossary is to tune into the One Universal Mind that I believe we all are. In other words, to be in rapport, all I have to do is be still and listen to the One. The One will then guide me how to be with each individual. I will find myself using the right words and sharing the appropriate insights that the other can resonate with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Universal Glossary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/voice-of-all.html"&gt;The Voice of the All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/problem-with-censorship.html"&gt;The Problem with Censorship&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-desires-or-mine.html"&gt;Your Desires or Mine?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/drink-to-your-hearts-content.html"&gt;Drink to Your Heart's Content&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/harmfulness-versus-harmlessness.html"&gt;Harmfulness versus Harmlessness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/10/mind-reader.html"&gt;Mind Reader&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/mind-control.html"&gt;Mind Control&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-street-finder.html"&gt;Being the Street Finder&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-is-ego.html"&gt;What is the Ego?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/rapport-and-roman-numerals.html"&gt;Rapport and Roman Numerals&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/be-like-chair.html"&gt;Be Like a Chair&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/paradigms_20.html"&gt;Paradigms&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/oneness-is-not-sameness.html"&gt;Oneness is Not Sameness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8387995886463172181?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8387995886463172181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8387995886463172181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/importance-of-having-glossary.html' title='The Importance of Having a Glossary'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1393772053775388511</id><published>2009-02-25T12:07:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:32:32.459Z</updated><title type='text'>Seeking Justice</title><content type='html'>I've just read in the &lt;a href="http://technology.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/tech_and_web/article5800934.ece"&gt;Times&lt;/a&gt; that the British Member of Parliament and Justice Secretary, Jack Straw has fallen victim to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phishing"&gt;phishing&lt;/a&gt; scam and his email has been hijacked. Apparently, his contacts on his email address were sent letters notifying them that Straw was stranded in Nigeria without any funds and needed urgent financial assistance to help get him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join the club, mate. A few months back, my Yahoo email account was hijacked because I fell for the same phishing scam. My contacts were sent letters telling them I was stranded in Nigeria and needed money to get home. Fortunately, my contacts saw right through the scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the news report, while Jack Straw was Home Secretary he "once launched a National Hi-Tech Crime Unit to crack down on computer hackers." How ironic is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about these internet fraudsters is they don't discriminate. Everyone's fair game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you Justice, Mr Justice Secretary, for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-funny.html"&gt;How Funny!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/creation-is-making-something-out-of.html"&gt;Creation is Making Something Out of Nothing&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-bail-out.html"&gt;The Love Bail-Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1393772053775388511?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1393772053775388511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1393772053775388511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/seeking-justice.html' title='Seeking Justice'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-9134747132744730045</id><published>2009-02-25T11:07:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:32:35.053Z</updated><title type='text'>No Need to Sit in the Dark</title><content type='html'>Last week we received a letter from the local council notifying us to expect a black-out from around 10 pm to 6 am. At the time I reminded myself that God is Infinite Power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night we had candles and a torch ready for the black-out and sat watching TV. At the appointed hour, there was no black-out. We watched television until around 11.30 pm and we still had light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I checked the microwave to see whether the timer had been affected by any power cut but it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While man had decided there was insufficient energy to warrant a power cut God, who is Infinite Power, had decided otherwise. I also believe God didn't want to deprive us of our nightly entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no need to experience darkness where there is only Infinite Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/believe-and-let-it-happen.html"&gt;Believe and Let It Happen&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/answer-is-always-one-revisited.html"&gt;The Answer is Always One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/irresistible-power-of-love.html"&gt;The Irresistible Power of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-focus.html"&gt;The Problem with Focus&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life-update.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life - Update&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/illumination.html"&gt;Illumination&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/light-versus-darkness-baloney.html"&gt;The Light Versus Darkness Baloney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-9134747132744730045?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/9134747132744730045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/9134747132744730045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-need-to-sit-in-dark.html' title='No Need to Sit in the Dark'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1088227626566520587</id><published>2009-02-25T10:22:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:23:50.094Z</updated><title type='text'>The Man of My Dreams</title><content type='html'>The man of my dreams is in this TV advert. Check out his moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foxy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related piece: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-love.html"&gt;I'm in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uBCgwPdT0XA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uBCgwPdT0XA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1088227626566520587?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1088227626566520587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1088227626566520587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/man-of-my-dreams.html' title='The Man of My Dreams'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1532883164204472223</id><published>2009-02-24T15:02:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:39:50.805Z</updated><title type='text'>Believe and Let It Happen</title><content type='html'>Last year after my Yahoo account was hijacked and I lost all contents including copies of all the articles I'd saved in that account, I had the mammoth task of emailing all 2,500 + articles to another Google Mail account I had created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to copy all the articles in my Google Mail account into a new Yahoo account I have set up. There is a programme that does the work. All I have to do is let the programme know where to get the information and let the programme do its thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't begin to figure out how the transferring of data from one email account to another works. All I know is I believe that the programme works and will copy all the articles I've saved in the folders from my Google Mail account to the Yahoo account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God is like the Yahoo programme. Instead of trying to figure out how God works, I prefer to simply believe in the One/God where all realities already exist and trust in Him to work things out and reveal or bring to my conscious awareness what I need to know. I can't imagine being open to understanding the nitty gritty of computer programming, as it's not my cup of tea. If I ever needed to know anything technical, I'm sure God will appear in person as an IT expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe, I let go and I let God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises-part-2.html"&gt;Promises, Promises! - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/answer-is-always-one-revisited.html"&gt;The Answer is Always One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/take-no-thought.html"&gt;Take No Thought&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/activating-love-revisited.html"&gt;Activating Love - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1532883164204472223?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1532883164204472223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1532883164204472223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/believe-and-let-it-happen.html' title='Believe and Let It Happen'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-3098521476891400175</id><published>2009-02-24T13:06:00.015Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:46:50.163Z</updated><title type='text'>The Answer is Always One - Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained of God."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvRoma.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=13&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Romans 13: 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Earlier today when I tried to log into my Google Mail Account, it wasn't working. After several attempts, I decided to checked up the Gmail Help Group to see if others were having the same problems. People from all over the world were complaining about the same problem. I even found a few of the posts rather amusing. Someone suggested that instead of people complaining, they should be grateful they are getting free service. If they want perfect service, they should pay for it. Another user got pretty peeved about that remark and defended his right to complain. I was chuckling to myself as I was reading their exchanges. I wouldn't have got this kind of entertainment if Google Mail had been working perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to finding a solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe no matter what the problem or how it appears there is always one solution. All I need to do is remember that behind the many masks and appearances, there is only One Power and Intelligence working in all. I'm not concerned about how the ONE works; all I need to do is believe in the ONE and let things work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked the ONE for working things out and focused on writing an article. When I tried logging in again the problem had been resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the problem, the answer is always ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises-part-2.html"&gt;Promises, Promises! - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html"&gt;The Power of Identification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness-in-practice.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness - In Practice&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/higher-powers.html"&gt;Higher Powers&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/problem-is-there-arent-any-problems.html"&gt;The Problem is There Aren't Any Problems&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/answer-is-always-one.html"&gt;The Answer is Always One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/10/id-rather-be-grateful-thank-you_15.html"&gt;I Would Rather Be Grateful, Thank You!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-3098521476891400175?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3098521476891400175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3098521476891400175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/answer-is-always-one-revisited.html' title='The Answer is Always One - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8635038100609940007</id><published>2009-02-24T11:32:00.021Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:06:26.524Z</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Secrets - Revisited</title><content type='html'>Everyday we are bombarded with adverts directed mostly at women about how to look young and beautiful. In order to achieve this dream we need to eat certain foods, use certain products, dress in particular ways, and we will look forever young and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a lot of people I also want to look young and beautiful but I believe there is a much simpler way to achieve this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left home this morning, I went into my mother's bedroom to ask her if she wanted me to run an errand for her. She was still fast asleep. Just as I was going to wake her up she smiled. Her face was beaming with such love and radiance and she looked beautiful. I woke her up and told her she'd been beaming. She said she'd been dreaming of a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You and your babies!" I teased her. My mother always seems to go weak at the knees whenever she sees babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe my mother's experience demonstrates the simplest way to look young and beautiful. All I have to do is focus on or dream/think of beautiful things (i.e. what I consider to be beautiful) and on what I love, and I look beautiful and radiant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later as I walked to the bus stop, I thanked the Infinite Light in me for all the beauty being expressed everywhere. I was so grateful to have the canal to walk down, which I love. I love walking through the local park, which is currently being given a facelift. The builders are ever so friendly. I thanked the Light in me for the wonderful public transport we have in London and the lovely people to share my journeys with. On the bus, a woman sat in front of me. She had an unusual necklace that looked like crystals. I told her how much I loved them and asked if I could feel them. They were not real crystals but they were beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the bus was transformed into a catwalk for people to show off their lovely coats and beautiful outfits. At one stop, two women got on. One had a black coat with a cute black and white scarf that reminded me of a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dalmatian_(dog)"&gt;Dalmatian's&lt;/a&gt; coat. The younger woman beside her was carrying a black umbrella with black and white around the edges that looked identical to the other woman's scarf. I wondered if the two women were friends or related. It turned out they didn't know each other and sat in different places. I wondered if they'd even noticed the similarities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am focus on beautiful things and things that I love, they are reflected in body and affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As within, so without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-are-getting-better-and-better.html"&gt;Things are Getting Better and Better&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-source-revisited.html"&gt;Being the Source - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-kind-of-magic-revisited.html"&gt;It's a Kind of Magic - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/secret-of-eternal-youth.html"&gt;The Secret of Eternal Youth - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/make-up-tips.html"&gt;Make-up Tips&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/beauty-from-inside-out.html"&gt;Beauty From the Inside Out&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/forever-young.html"&gt;Forever Young&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/showcase-for-greatness.html"&gt;A Showcase for Greatness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-in-love-out.html"&gt;Love In, Love Out&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/smile.html"&gt;Smile&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/being-in-love.html"&gt;Being in Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/08/joy-of-givingmaybe-not.html"&gt;The Joy of Giving...Maybe Not&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8635038100609940007?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8635038100609940007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8635038100609940007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/beauty-secrets-revisited.html' title='Beauty Secrets - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4959219268044724574</id><published>2009-02-23T16:00:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:34:59.739Z</updated><title type='text'>Things are Getting Better and Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Every day in every way I am getting better and better."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%89mile_Cou%C3%A9"&gt;Emile Coué&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;A while back I started walking from the city home which takes about two hours. I like to meander through various streets and explore parks I come across. I soon noticed building works in one park I walk through which was being given a facelift.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not far from the same park is a junction that can get quite busy. Last week they put a Zebra Crossing which makes it easy for me to cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another local park I discovered a few months ago that I use as a shortcut. Within a few weeks of using it I noticed these lorries around making it rather muddy. I asked one of the builders what was going on, and he said they were giving it a facelift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been using buses, the bus services have improved in leaps and bounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love walking on canals. I heard a while back that they have now appointed a warden to slow down speeding cyclists on the canal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just shows what the power of love can do. All I have to do is simply enjoy doing what I'm doing and what I love doing expands and gets better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/irresistible-power-of-love.html"&gt;The Irresistible Power of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/power-of-being-true-to-myself.html"&gt;The Power of Being True to MySelf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4959219268044724574?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4959219268044724574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4959219268044724574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-are-getting-better-and-better.html' title='Things are Getting Better and Better'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8009500530362933520</id><published>2009-02-23T13:53:00.018Z</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:39:35.064+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irresistible Power of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"The greatest pleasure of life is love."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/e/euripides.html"&gt;Euripides&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;8: For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. 9: For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvIsai.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=55&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Isaiah 55&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Over the last few weeks I've been watching the Reality TV show, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dancing_on_Ice"&gt;Dancing on Ice&lt;/a&gt;, where celebrities are paired off with professional ice skaters and then trained to ice skate. They then compete to be ice dance champions. The format is as follows: after the celebrities have performed with their dance partners, the judges (ice panel) give them points, which accounts for 50% of their final scores. The audience votes decides the other 50%. During the Result show, the final scores are announced. The two couples with the lowest scores compete in the "dance-off" and the judges then get to decide who should be eliminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because the judges like particular skaters doesn't mean the audience always share their views. &lt;a href="http://www.itv.com/Entertainment/reality/dancingonice/Thecelebrities/ColeenNolan/default.html"&gt;Coleen Nolan&lt;/a&gt;, for example, keeps getting voted in by the audience even though she's being judged by the experts to be the weakest skater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my mother and I were watching last night's programme I noticed &lt;a href="http://www.itv.com/Entertainment/reality/dancingonice/Thecelebrities/MelindaMessenger/default.html"&gt;Melinda Messenger&lt;/a&gt; and her partner were dancing to the song "Let's Hear It for the Boy" by Deniece Williams, which I happen to LOVE. While &lt;a href="http://www.itv.com/Entertainment/reality/dancingonice/Thecelebrities/JessicaTaylor/default.html"&gt;Jessica Taylor&lt;/a&gt; and her partner were performing to "Unbreak My Heart" by Toni Braxton, my mother said how much she loves that song. I told her I love it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later when they were announcing the final results, Coleen Nolan was voted back in even though the judge panel had given her the lowest scores. The audience must really love her. I wasn't that surprised that Melinda Messenger was at the bottom as she's been consistently receiving fewer votes. She was either not very popular or expected to be unpopular. She even admitted to the host that she'd expected to be at the bottom two. I was shocked, however, to see Jessica Taylor at the bottom as she had been the judges' second favourite. Then it all made sense why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's all your fault why Jessica is at the bottom," I said to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because of how much you love that Toni Braxton song."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love something, you're putting it out there that you want to experience more of the same and God arranges it for you to have more. I'm glad Melinda is at the bottom because I get to hear that song again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But it wasn't my intention for Jessica to be at the bottom, I just love the song."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God's way is not the human way, mum. God doesn't care about winners and losers but about giving us what we love the most."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, God, for giving me another opportunity to hear this song," mum said, "but please let Jessica stay on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judge panel did keep Jessica on as her skating was far more superior than Melinda's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the purpose of life is to love, be loved and express my joy. I also believe in the irresistible power of Love to attract what I love. It is that same power that attracts people in all kinds of relationships. It's only natural really to be drawn to someone who appreciates and loves you the most. I believe when I love something or someone, I am activating Love which ends up multiplying the experience I love so I can experience more of the same in rather the same way a musician makes lots of CDs in order that more people can enjoy his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of musician, in the last five years there have been many bands and pop groups being reunited. I believe the reason why this is happening is because of the love of the fans which never dies. Love inspires estranged members of the band to be reunited; Love inspires record companies to support the project; and Love inspires the musicians to produce more songs to love. I've observed Love at work in the British Boy Band, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Take_That"&gt;Take That&lt;/a&gt;, who were reunited 3 years ago after being apart for 10 years. I'm a huge fan. Love dissolved grudges between the members so they were able to negotiate a new arrangement that suits all members of the group. They are now even more successful than they were before. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was watching an interview with the American group &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Kids_On_The_Block"&gt;New Kids on the Block&lt;/a&gt; recently, who I used to love. They were huge in the 90s and then split up. They got back together last year after a long spell apart. One member ascribed their reunion to their fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the irresistible power of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVjTVsjEw6Q"&gt;Unbreak My Heart - Toni Braxton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-changes-everything-part-2.html"&gt;Love Changes Everything - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-trail.html"&gt;Love Trail&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-melts-grievances-and-grudges.html"&gt;Love Melts Grievances and Grudges&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/celebrities-do-funniest-things.html"&gt;Celebrities Do the Funniest Things&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/purpose-of-universe.html"&gt;The Purpose of the Universe&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-dream-dance-partner.html"&gt;The Perfect Dream Dance Partner&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-chaos.html"&gt;What is Chaos?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-god-what-is-your-will-for-me.html"&gt;Dear God, What is Your Will For Me? - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-is-magic.html"&gt;Love is Magic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/staying-joined-in-love.html"&gt;Staying Joined in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8009500530362933520?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8009500530362933520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8009500530362933520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/irresistible-power-of-love.html' title='The Irresistible Power of Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7936741229387426300</id><published>2009-02-22T12:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:11:00.571Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 15</title><content type='html'>Another song I LOVE - "Midnight at the Oasis" by "The Brand New Heavies."   Fantastic lyrics! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMO84Twq9Ow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMO84Twq9Ow&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7936741229387426300?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7936741229387426300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7936741229387426300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-15.html' title='Song of the Day - 15'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-2937864024125193776</id><published>2009-02-21T15:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:04:24.544Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 14</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this song:  "Loving You" by Minnie Riperton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and gratitude to all the wonderful people who are sharing their favourite videos on YouTube; and the YouTube host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and gratitude to all the musicians for sharing their wonderful gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kE0pwJ5PMDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kE0pwJ5PMDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-2937864024125193776?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2937864024125193776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2937864024125193776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-14.html' title='Song of the Day - 14'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7125224973655164622</id><published>2009-02-21T13:41:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:49:21.088Z</updated><title type='text'>Boys and their Toys</title><content type='html'>As I was walking through a park, I noticed two men playing with their remote control cars. The cars were so loud they sounded like we were on a racing track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago, a friend got us tickets to &lt;a href="http://www.silverstone.co.uk/php/home.html"&gt;Silverstone&lt;/a&gt; to watch some races. There were four of us girls and we were very excited about the trip. On the way to Silverstone, the car broke down. While we waited for a breakdown truck to pick us up, we pretended the motorway was the race track. All these cars kept zooming past us. I had such a laugh on that motorway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was approaching the boys in the park with their toys, I couldn't resist teasing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to one, "Who do you think you are, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Schumacher"&gt;Michael Shumacher&lt;/a&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm better than him actually," he grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked away, smiling to myself, the thought occurred to me that my reality and the toy cars reality have one thing in common - they are both being manipulated by someone behind the scenes. How fast the cars travel depends on the remote controller; and how my life experiences unfold depends on my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of a sleeping dream I once had when I saw friends and loved ones in human form looking a lot younger than they do now.  There were also friends I've not met in this reality. I realised we were in Reality as our true selves who have never left home. All the friends I have "loved and lost" are right there with me. We are still there now dreaming wonderful realities into being. It was such a beautiful dream that I didn't want to "come back." Actually, I'm still there now... and here... and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to play and dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreamer.html"&gt;The Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-inner-child.html"&gt;My Inner Child&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/et-you-are-already-home.html"&gt;ET, You are Already Home!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/boys-will-be-boys.html"&gt;Boys Will Be Boys!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-reality.html"&gt;In Reality&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/playfulness.html"&gt;Playfulness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-all-done-and-dusted.html"&gt;It's All Done and Dusted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7125224973655164622?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7125224973655164622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7125224973655164622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/boys-and-their-toys.html' title='Boys and their Toys'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6752337428047027311</id><published>2009-02-21T10:28:00.051Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:09:12.677Z</updated><title type='text'>Promises, Promises! - Part 2</title><content type='html'>In a previous article called &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises.html"&gt;Promises, Promises!&lt;/a&gt;, I talked about the God-given promises that are found in the Bible and in many other sources that are for all time. I said that in order for these promises to have meaning I have to claim the promises for myself i.e. believe in the promises and expect to experience them in my every day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have observed three obstacles likely to keep one from claiming the promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first obstacle is unbelief. First of all, in the absolute sense, there is no such thing as unbelief. I always believe in something. Even when I don't believe in something, I still believe in not believing. What I mean by "unbelief" in this sense is not having a belief in God or be at least open to that possibility. In other words, I can't expect to be open to God's eternal promises when I don't believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware lots of people have a problem with the concept God as it has religious connotations. If you're not into religion, it can be off-putting. There was a time when I didn't believe in God, at least the religious idea, but I believed in the power of music. Music was my God and kept me sane. In other words, I still believed in an Intelligence behind the scenes, a greater power that uplifted me through music. When the Light within was revealed to me during meditation, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that the Source of true happiness is within me, though I still didn't call it God. Later I came to realise that it is the same Light that is revealing Itself in many different ways and known by so many different names such as God, Love, the Force, Spirit, Infinite Intelligence, the Wonder, the Mystery, the Creator, Source, Soul, the ONE, the All There Is, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to experience God's promises, you have to believe in or be open to believe in God or a Greater Power, otherwise, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second obstacle is belief systems. Over the years, I have met Christians who have been puzzled how I could study the Bible and yet not be a Christian. I've been told by some that only those who are born again Christians i.e. accepted Jesus as their personal saviour are entitled to the promises in the Bible. Some have even said that I cannot know God except through Jesus Christ. Well, I beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I see it, instead of focusing in saviours and messiahs, I prefer to focus on the Timeless Omnipresent ONE. Omnipresence means that which exists in all realities whether it's in the "past", "present" or "future." Because of the ONE's omnipresent nature, He is in all religions. To the Buddhist, He is Buddha nature; to the Christians He is God or the Father; to the Muslims He is Allah; to the Sufis He is the Beloved; to the Hindus, He is the Self; and so on. While the ONE is in all religions, He does not favour any particular religion over another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have observed the ONE speaking through many different instruments and channels whether it's the Bible, Sutra, the Koran, films, music, art, nature, etc. In other words, Truth is still Truth in any reality. That's why I find inspiration elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the obstacle of belief systems, if your God is only limited to a particular time, place or people, then it's only natural that you're not going to be open to God being expressed in other times and people. The God I believe in is the same ONE in all time and in all people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third obstacle that prevents even believers in God from receiving the promises is trying to understand how things work. Imagine if I insisted that I will not write my articles until I'm able to understand how the computer works. I would be waiting for a very long time. I'm only interested in one thing: do I believe the computer can do what I want it to do? If I believe in it, I go ahead and use it. If I don't, I don't use it. I prefer to leave the intricacies of computer technology to those who are interested in that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beloved friend was having an important meeting yesterday. I told him I would send him lots of love and would be holding his hand during the meeting. My friend doesn't care about how it works, he just believes in the power of good vibrations, which he sees as a good luck charm. He texted me later to thank me and tell me that the meeting had gone very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is instead of trying to understand how the promises of God work, I prefer to just believe that they work. When I believe God has already healed me, I receive the healing. That's all that matters to me. There are times when details about how things work have come as part of the package in the form of revelations, insights and realisations, which I share on my blogs. It makes perfect sense that I receive the "details" because part of my life's purpose is to share my realisations of God in writing. In other words, it is a role I have promised to play in this moment of Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To recap, I believe what stops people from receiving the God-given promises are unbelief, belief systems, and trying to figure things out. The easiest way to avoid obstacles is to simply believe in God and trust God to do what He's promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the promises of God which are for all time and can NEVER be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises.html"&gt;Promises, Promises!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-focus.html"&gt;The Problem with Focus&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreamer.html"&gt;The Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-up-with-weather.html"&gt;What's Up with the Weather?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-and-take.html"&gt;Give and Take&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/truth-or-fiction-who-cares.html"&gt;Truth or Fiction - Who Cares?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/halleluiah.html"&gt;Halleluiah!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-conquers-all.html"&gt;Love Conquers All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-chance.html"&gt;No Chance!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-is-in-details.html"&gt;God is in the Details&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/inspiration.html"&gt;Inspiration&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-is-no-respecter-of-persons.html"&gt;Love is No Respecter of Persons&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/light-is-all-and-in-all.html"&gt;Light is All and in All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-thoughts-on-meditation-haha.html"&gt;Some Thoughts on Meditation - Haha&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/gift-of-unbelief.html"&gt;The Gift of Unbelief&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/but-emperor-is-naked.html"&gt;But the Emperor is Naked&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/04/way-of-no-way.html"&gt;The Way of No Way&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-to-avoid-blocks.html"&gt;How To Avoid Blocks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6752337428047027311?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6752337428047027311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6752337428047027311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises-part-2.html' title='Promises, Promises! - Part 2'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4798885306216186259</id><published>2009-02-20T13:26:00.056Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T15:18:45.860Z</updated><title type='text'>Promises, Promises!</title><content type='html'>There are times when for one reason or another we make promises we can't keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take relationships as one example. In the initial stages, you're in love and promising to love each other forever. After a while things start to change. It could be you realise the relationship is no longer what you want; or you've changed and your dreams are no longer in harmony. Your partner could even pass away. That's what happens in the human dream where we appear to be separated and exploring what works for each individual; promises are made to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't follow any religion, I do enjoy reading passages from the Bible, which I believe has many God-given promises that are forever. In other words, just because the ONE/God made a promise 3,000 years ago to a particular group of people written about in the Bible doesn't mean that promise only applies to them. I believe that since there is only ONE, that group was simply an instrument receiving for all of us for all time. In order for a promise to be relevant to my own life experiences, I have to claim it for myself here and now. To claim is to believe in the promises and expect to experience them in my every day reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few promises I claim for myself now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2: And I will make of thee a great nation, and I will bless thee, and make thy name great; and thou shalt be a blessing:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvGene.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=12&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Genesis 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&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;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=23&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 23&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&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;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=27&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 27&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1: God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=46&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 46&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&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;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=91&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 91&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1: Bless the LORD, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.&lt;br /&gt;2: Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits:&lt;br /&gt;3: Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases;&lt;br /&gt;4: Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies;&lt;br /&gt;5: Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle's.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=103&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 103&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;24: This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=118&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 118&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&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;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=121&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 121&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;28: Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? there is no searching of his understanding.&lt;br /&gt;29: He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.&lt;br /&gt;30: Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall:&lt;br /&gt;31: But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvIsai.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=40&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Isaiah 40&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2: 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:&lt;br /&gt;3: 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. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvIsai.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=45&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Isaiah 45: 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1: 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.&lt;br /&gt;2: 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. [...]&lt;br /&gt;8: For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;9: For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;10: For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater:&lt;br /&gt;11: So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvIsai.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=55&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Isaiah 55&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;16: That he who blesseth himself in the earth shall bless himself in the God of truth; and he that sweareth in the earth shall swear by the God of truth; because the former troubles are forgotten, and because they are hid from mine eyes.&lt;br /&gt;17: For, behold, I create new heavens and a new earth: and the former shall not be remembered, nor come into mind.&lt;br /&gt;18: But be ye glad and rejoice for ever in that which I create: for, behold, I create Jerusalem a rejoicing, and her people a joy.&lt;br /&gt;19: And I will rejoice in Jerusalem, and joy in my people: and the voice of weeping shall be no more heard in her, nor the voice of crying.&lt;br /&gt;20: There shall be no more thence an infant of days, nor an old man that hath not filled his days: for the child shall die an hundred years old; but the sinner being an hundred years old shall be accursed.&lt;br /&gt;21: And they shall build houses, and inhabit them; and they shall plant vineyards, and eat the fruit of them.&lt;br /&gt;22: They shall not build, and another inhabit; they shall not plant, and another eat: for as the days of a tree are the days of my people, and mine elect shall long enjoy the work of their hands.&lt;br /&gt;23: They shall not labour in vain, nor bring forth for trouble; for they are the seed of the blessed of the LORD, and their offspring with them.&lt;br /&gt;24: And it shall come to pass, that before they call, I will answer; and while they are yet speaking, I will hear.&lt;br /&gt;25: The wolf and the lamb shall feed together, and the lion shall eat straw like the bullock: and dust shall be the serpent's meat. They shall not hurt nor destroy in all my holy mountain, saith the LORD.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvIsai.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=65&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Isaiah 65&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;7: Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:&lt;br /&gt;8: For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvMatt.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=7&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Matthew 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;24: Therefore I say unto you, What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvMark.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=11&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Mark 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;20: For the Father loveth the Son, and sheweth him all things that himself doeth: and he will shew him greater works than these, that ye may marvel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvJohn.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=5&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;John 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;12: Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me, the works that I do shall he do also; and greater works than these shall he do; because I go unto my Father.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvJohn.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=14&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;John 14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;9: But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=Kjv1Cor.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=2&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;1 Corinthians 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;20: Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvEphe.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=3&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Ephesians 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;13: For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPhil.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=2&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Philippians 2: 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;17: Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvJame.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=1&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;James 1: 17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;2: Beloved, I wish above all things that thou mayest prosper and be in health, even as thy soul prospereth.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=Kjv3Joh.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=1&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;3 John 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;There are times when I haven't been feeling well and I've simply recalled God's promise about healing or remembered a healing miracle and it has done the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time I woke up in the middle of the night and felt an invisible hand trying to throttle me. When I recalled part of &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=23&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 23&lt;/a&gt;: "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil," the hand instantly left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that God's promises are not just in Scriptures but appear through many different instruments. This is when I have to listen to my heart. When something resonates as true, I see it as another God-given promise that I can claim for myself here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the promises of God which are for all time and can NEVER be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises-part-2.html"&gt;Promises, Promises! - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-new-under-sun.html"&gt;Nothing New Under the Sun&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-in-story.html"&gt;Living in a Story&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/nature-of-one.html"&gt;The Nature of the ONE&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/importance-of-self-belief.html"&gt;The Importance of Self-Belief&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-one-is-blessed-all-is-blessed.html"&gt;When One is Blessed, All is Blessed&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-good-old-days-last-forever.html"&gt;Making the Good Old Days Last Forever&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/activating-love-revisited.html"&gt;Activating Love - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/listen-to-your-heart.html"&gt;Listen to Your Heart&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/living-under-grace-revisited.html"&gt;Living Under Grace - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/as-light-as-feather.html"&gt;As Light as a Feather&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/temple-of-god.html"&gt;The Temple of God&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/being-here-now.html"&gt;Being Here Now&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/practical-spirituality.html"&gt;Practical Spirituality&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/of-spirit-and-claiming-your-spirit.html"&gt;Of Spirit and Claiming Your Spirit Passport&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/10/how-i-conquered-fear-with-belief/"&gt;How I Conquered Fear with Belief&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/07/nice-words-but-so-what/"&gt;Nice Words and So What?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4798885306216186259?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4798885306216186259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4798885306216186259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/promises-promises.html' title='Promises, Promises!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7770611898260396516</id><published>2009-02-20T10:16:00.024Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T13:15:15.559Z</updated><title type='text'>The Problem with Focus</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Open thou mine eyes, that I may behold wondrous things out of thy law."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=119&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 119: 18&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mother told me yesterday that she received a notification about a blackout in the local area one evening next week. At least we've been given advance warning to prepare. Mum wondered where the candles were. I thought I had seen them in a cupboard but they weren't in there. I found a candle in the living room. We decided we had lots of time to buy some candles from the shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got ready this morning, I knocked on my mother's bedroom door to say goodbye. As I was chatting to her, I noticed a fat candle on top of her dressing table that someone had given her as a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's a candle we can use next week during the blackout."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's amazing!" mum said. "The candle has been right in front of my nose and I didn't see it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At least we now have some candles and my torch to keep us going next week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I still can't believe I didn't notice that candle," mum said. "How many things are right there that I can't see?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is possible that you didn't notice the candle because the need wasn't there. People tend to notice what they're interested in or focused on and erase the rest. I know I do. I remember once I was sitting at a but stop near St Paul's station and some people asked me where &lt;a href="http://www.stpauls.co.uk/"&gt;St Paul's Cathedral&lt;/a&gt; was. I couldn't believe they couldn't see it when it was so close."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum shook her head. "Some have eyes but they cannot see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At least I was there to guide them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation got me thinking about the pros and cons of focus. Focus is very good but it can make one blinkered to the NOW where everything is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that my general knowledge is pretty pathetic. This is because I can't be bothered to amass information just for the hell of it. I mean, who cares who did such and such; why something is such and such; or when such and such happened? That's what Search Engines on the Internet are for. I'm only interested in what I'm interested in, or so it would seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of a vision I once had in a bookshop. As usual, I was sitting in the Mind, Body, Spirit section and browsing a book when in my mind's eye I saw thousands of versions of myself all over the bookshop reading all the books on the shelves, including decorating and gardening, which I'm not even interested in. It just shows that regardless of what my focus is on, I am still interested in everything as my Light is in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, while I was watching a TV game show the other night where they have multiple choice answers, I experienced the game on two levels. On one level I didn't know majority of the answers; however, on another level, I knew all the answers and kept pointing them out. It's amazing how much stuff I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this ritual when I wake up in the morning to say my prayers and affirmation and think about what my focus for the day is. Sometimes I have an idea to review the previous day's article(s) in my head. This morning I couldn't remember the title of one so I asked my All Knowing Self to remind me of the title and it came to mind. It is this same Self that brings all the related articles to mind once I've written an article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, focus is very good. While my focus is on a particular reality or subject, I always have my All Knowing Self to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the All Knowing One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-new-under-sun.html"&gt;Nothing New Under the Sun&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/gift-of-focus.html"&gt;The Gift of Focus&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-is-only-cause-i-support.html"&gt;Love is the Only Cause I Support&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-street-finder.html"&gt;Being the Street Finder&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-into-everything.html"&gt;I am into Everything&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-go-and-let-all.html"&gt;Let Go and Let All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-is-my-foundation.html"&gt;Love is My Foundation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/are-you-living-in-blinkered-or-open.html"&gt;Are You Living in a Blinkered or Open Now&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-alarm-clock_110241484542182263.html"&gt;My Alarm Clock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7770611898260396516?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7770611898260396516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7770611898260396516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-focus.html' title='The Problem with Focus'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-1872972333189986370</id><published>2009-02-19T13:34:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:17:27.723Z</updated><title type='text'>Being the Source - Revisited</title><content type='html'>Every day I choose how I want my day to unfold. In other words, I choose what state of mind to experience the day ahead. Do I choose happiness or sadness; do I choose love or fear? By choosing happiness, for instance, I am choosing Happiness as the Source of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, everything that arises comes from Happiness and I have happy experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another level to being the Source. This involves seeing myself as Happiness. Therefore, I am the Source of Happiness. As Happiness, I feel my body pumping out happiness like infinite rays radiating from the sun to infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing about experiencing life as the Source of Love, for example, is that I'm no longer seeking to be loved. I know I am Love and can just radiate my darts of love indiscriminately. What happens is that I end up receiving lots of love and attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I decided to walk to and from my destination about 13 miles in total. As I walked I knew myself to be the Source of Love. I felt as fresh as a daisy. Who says Londoners don't smile? The Londoners I came across were smiling at me. One guy even stopped his car to speak to me. I'm reminded of part of the song "Greatest Day" by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Take_That"&gt;Take That&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Today this could be the greatest day of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Today this could be the greatest day of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the world comes alive&lt;br /&gt;And the world comes alive&lt;br /&gt;And the world comes alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay close to me&lt;br /&gt;Stay close to me&lt;br /&gt;Watch the world come alive tonight&lt;br /&gt;Stay close to me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.kovideo.net/lyrics/t/Take-That/Greatest-Day.html"&gt;Greatest Day, Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;In other words, be the Source and the world comes alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Source of Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-changes-everything-part-2.html"&gt;Love Changes Everything - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-11.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 11&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html"&gt;The Power of Identification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/being-sun.html"&gt;Being the Sun&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/cause-or-effect.html"&gt;Cause or Effect?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/being-source.html"&gt;Being the Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-1872972333189986370?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1872972333189986370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/1872972333189986370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-source-revisited.html' title='Being the Source - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-449925364917243590</id><published>2009-02-19T13:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:29:26.171Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 13</title><content type='html'>A few people have told me I look like Estelle in this video.  So, "American Boy" by Estelle and Kanye West is today's song of the day. Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MMYg8yi--Dk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MMYg8yi--Dk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-449925364917243590?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/449925364917243590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/449925364917243590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-13.html' title='Song of the Day - 13'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-3169836888214167648</id><published>2009-02-19T12:09:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:25:34.226Z</updated><title type='text'>Love Changes Everything - Part 2</title><content type='html'>Even though I love music, I haven't a clue what's in the music charts. There are too many artists to keep up with what's in the music scene. From time to time, I hear songs that touch me and get me back in the music scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago while I was the bookshop I heard them playing this album which really touched me. I fell in love with the singer's voice and asked the shop assistant what the group was called. He said it was &lt;a href="http://www.kingsofleon.com/"&gt;Kings of Leon&lt;/a&gt;. I'd never heard of them. It was quite odd how the songs I really liked: "Sex on Fire" and "Use Somebody" were the ones they have released as singles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, "Kings of Leon" songs seem to be popping up everywhere. Last night I watched &lt;a href="http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601088&amp;amp;sid=a_DwW2jRXEM4&amp;amp;refer=home"&gt;The Brit Awards&lt;/a&gt; which recognises British and international music artists. "Kings of Leon" picked up two awards for Best International Group and Best International Album. They even performed "Use Somebody" which was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what love can do. My love for "Kings of Leon" has opened up a whole new dimension of music. Thanks, guys; you are my new Kings. Actually, you are one letter short of Leone; I lived in Sierra Leone as a child. The country was called Serra de Leão by the Portuguese explorer Pedro da Cintra because he thought the mountain ranges looked like lions.  I happen to love all things connected with lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the very best to you, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-11.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 11&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/problem-with-love.html"&gt;The Problem with Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-of-day-4.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 4&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-changes-everything.html"&gt;Love Changes Everything&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/08/roarger-lion.html"&gt;Roarger, the Lion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-3169836888214167648?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3169836888214167648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3169836888214167648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-changes-everything-part-2.html' title='Love Changes Everything - Part 2'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-5206685477779004321</id><published>2009-02-19T11:04:00.014Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:20:19.911Z</updated><title type='text'>Nothing New Under the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun." &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvEccl.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=1&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Ecclesiastes 1: 9&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe that all realities have already happened. This means all solutions to all problems exist right now. Let's say I am trying to resolve a particular problem. All I have to do is know that situation has already been resolved. It matters not whether it was resolved 2,000 years in the "past" or will be 5,000 years in the "future", the solution is available NOW. All I have to do is claim it as my own and experience the solution now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment of NOW I can experience miracles, victories and successes that have already happened in the "past" or "future." I have even experienced healings by reliving a past experience. A few days ago I felt as if I was about to have a migraine, but I reversed it instantly by reliving an earlier memory where I'd been healed after realising Love's omnipresence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month I heard about a plane that crash landed on the Hudson River in America and everyone survived. It was regarded as a miracle. See &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/7832439.stm"&gt;Pilot hailed for 'Hudson miracle'&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just received a copy of a Time news article called &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,867172,00.html"&gt;The Ditching&lt;/a&gt; about a similar experience that happened 53 years ago when a pilot had to ditch a Boeing Stratocruiser on the Pacific. Everyone survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me like the plane that crash-landed on the Hudson is simply the Pacific plane reality being repeated in this reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing new under the sun. All Good is present in the Now for us to tap into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-new-under-sun-part-2.html"&gt;Nothing New Under the Sun - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-time-is-now.html"&gt;All Time is Now&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-love-of-aeroplanes.html"&gt;For the Love of Aeroplanes&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-is-all-in-all-part-2.html"&gt;Love is All in All - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/history-repeating-itself.html"&gt;History Repeating Itself&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-book-of-life.html"&gt;My Book of Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/07/all-good-is-ever-present/"&gt;All Good is Ever Present&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-5206685477779004321?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5206685477779004321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5206685477779004321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-new-under-sun.html' title='Nothing New Under the Sun'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-5695510249490731626</id><published>2009-02-19T10:00:00.015Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:20:57.342Z</updated><title type='text'>The Wonder Drug</title><content type='html'>Just because I no longer believe in taking drugs or using medication doesn't mean I don't support loved ones who do. So when my mother asked me to research a drug on the Internet that claims to help with arthritic pains and reduce swelling, I was happy to oblige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, there were all these glowing reports about how fabulous the drug was. As I was reading, it occurred to me that I didn't know what my mother was looking for. I noticed a contact name and number on a website and jotted it down. I figured my mother could always call this woman if she has any questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went home I told my mother it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. I said she's going to have to decide for herself whether she wants to go with the drug. Mum said as it is an American drug, she's going to ask her niece in America, who is a nurse, if she's heard of the drug. I gave mum the contact details I'd found on the Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mother phoned the number that had been listed as the contact in the UK, the woman said she'd never heard of the drug. She said she was a teacher. I thought it was hilarious. Just for fun, I decided to call the same number and pretend to be a client. The phone rang for a while and just before I hung up, this woman answered. I asked for a name and she asked me why I was calling. I told her I was ringing about the drug. She said I was the second person who had called her that evening. (Mum was obviously the last caller). I was trying really hard to stifle a giggle. She said she's a teaching assistant and has no idea how the company got her number. She said she was in the middle of a religious meeting and needed to get back to it. I reckon she's going to need lots of prayers to stop people pestering her about this Wonder Drug. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonder how a drug can be so wonderful that they recommend you contact someone who doesn't even have a clue about it. That's why I prefer to trust in the Wonder Worker within me at all times as I ALWAYS know where I stand with Her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contact mix-up hasn't put my mother off though. She still intends to ring up her niece about this Wonder Drug; and I will still support her regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/blowing-kisses.html"&gt;Blowing Kisses&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/support.html"&gt;Support&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-5695510249490731626?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5695510249490731626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5695510249490731626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonder-drug.html' title='The Wonder Drug'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6956793804344104242</id><published>2009-02-18T11:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:35:24.685Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 12</title><content type='html'>The song "Hey Yah" by Outkast has been going round and round in my head. . I LOVE the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xrr81SRhp_s&amp;feature=related"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6956793804344104242?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6956793804344104242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6956793804344104242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-12.html' title='Song of the Day - 12'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4635840566326811132</id><published>2009-02-17T15:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:41:26.852Z</updated><title type='text'>Squatters</title><content type='html'>During my bus journey I noticed a shop with half of its sign missing. It was then I spotted a pigeon coming out from behind the panel that remained. The pigeon was obviously squatting. I wondered how long it intends to stay there?  Is it squatting on its own or is it a community of squatters.  A week later I noticed a pigeon going behind the panel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also noticed a bird has built a nest right at the top of our front door. The nest is quite tiny so it must be for baby robins or something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the bird chose to build her nest right outside because of my mother's Cuckoo clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to hand it to the birds though for their ingenuity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/pure-genie-us.html"&gt;Pure Genie-us&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/heres-something-you-dont-see-every-day.html"&gt;Here's Something You Don't See Every Day&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/showcase-for-greatness.html"&gt;A Showcase for Greatness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4635840566326811132?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4635840566326811132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4635840566326811132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/squatters.html' title='Squatters'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8886560292596089366</id><published>2009-02-17T10:19:00.031Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:37:42.131Z</updated><title type='text'>All Time is Now</title><content type='html'>On the one hand, it seems like I'm experiencing reality in a linear fashion. Thus, yesterday 16 February 2009 was my past, and today 17 February 2009 is my present, and tomorrow 19 February will be/is my future. I have observed, however, that all time is happening right now. Therefore, all the experiences and feelings in all time are always available right in this moment of Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week ago I chatted to my mother about her father. We also talked about her older half-sister (they have the same father). Mum said she hasn't heard from her in a while but presumed she was OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later while I was asleep I heard someone calling me by my birth name. The only people who call me by that name are close friends, family and relatives. The voice sounded female and African. I've had experiences like that before which are either people going walkabout in their astral bodies aka &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astral_projection"&gt;astral projection&lt;/a&gt; or people who have passed on. The next morning I asked my mother if she'd had a dream of seeing herself out of her body. She said she hadn't or couldn't remember having such a dream. I told her someone had "paid me a visit" while I was asleep and had called my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I heard a voice in my head calling out my aunt's name. Hmmm, curiouser and curiouser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my mother received a phone call from her niece (my aunt's daughter) to tell her that her mother had passed away earlier that day. Now it made sense why my aunt had been in thought over the last week. I had been reading the "future" in the "present." I also believe the woman who had called my name was my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I wrote an article called &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-love-united-kingdom.html"&gt;Why I Love the United Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;, where I shared how grateful I am to be living in a country where I am free to express my spiritual beliefs how I choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my mother attended her church Guild meeting. She said someone from an organisation called "Release" had spoken to the group about how Christians in various parts of the world are being persecuted for their beliefs. In some parts of the world, people are forced to convert to a particular religion or face the consequences. I told my mother about the article I'd written. I said we are so blessed to be living in a country where we are free to express our religious or spiritual beliefs as we choose. Mum said that's exactly what the speaker had said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see my mother's church meeting as another example of all time occurring in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an email today from a friend who had tracked my articles on the Internet. He commented on a particular article. When I re-read the article I felt the same feelings I had felt at the time, which is lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see all my articles as my Feeling Good library. To access a particular feeling, all I have to do is either read the relevant article or remember the name of the title and I'm feeling that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I've been looking at a photograph of an old friend who I haven't seen in a few years. I used to think I no longer had feelings for him. That's not how my heart is feeling. When I look at his photo, I'm back in that place again and feeling all the love gushing through. Hmmm, lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is no past, present or future, there is only Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the moment of Infinite Love, Power and Wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing my aunt all the very best in her "travels."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html"&gt;LOL!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreamer.html"&gt;The Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-love-united-kingdom.html"&gt;Why I Love the United Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life-update.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life - Update&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/timing-is-everything.html"&gt;Timing is Everything&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/theyre-playing-my-songs.html"&gt;They're Playing My Songs&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/friendly-ghosts.html"&gt;Friendly Ghosts&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/milking-it-for-all-its-worth.html"&gt;Milking It For All It's Worth&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/following-rainbow.html"&gt;Following the Rainbow&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/watchers.html"&gt;The Watchers&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/inspiration.html"&gt;Inspiration&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/nothing-really-changes.html"&gt;Nothing Really Changes&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-i-will-never-move-on-from-past.html"&gt;Why I Will Never Move On from the Past&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/dreamer-and-stalker.html"&gt;Dreamer and Stalker&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-mind-one-will-one-moment-of-now.html"&gt;One Mind, One Will, One Moment of Now&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-moment-of-now-is-like-sun.html"&gt;The One Moment of Now is Like the Sun&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a title="All Good is Ever Present" href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/07/all-good-is-ever-present/"&gt;All Good is Ever Present&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8886560292596089366?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8886560292596089366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8886560292596089366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-time-is-now.html' title='All Time is Now'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-3149576725395838277</id><published>2009-02-16T15:23:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:57:26.027Z</updated><title type='text'>LOL!</title><content type='html'>Two day's ago, in response to a friend's email I wrote: "You do make me LOL, one of the things I love about you and makes you special."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day "Valentine's Day" a friend phoned me at home. At first I couldn't recognise his voice. He told me his name was Steve. I asked him where we'd met and he said at a bookshop. I was quite intrigued as I don't tend to give out my home number. I certainly don't remember giving out my number to a Steve. I figured I would engage the guy in conversation and try and work out where I knew him from. As we were chatting, Steve said "You still don't remember me, do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be honest, no," I said. "I meet lots of people and the Steves I know don't sound like you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guy burst out laughing and said, "It's me, Dave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got me, you b*****d!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known my friend, who is an actor, would one day pull that stunt on me. It was fun chatting to him and sharing lots of LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I watched &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joel_Osteen"&gt;Joel Osteen&lt;/a&gt; speaking on television about the value of LOLs which not only keeps you happy and healthy, it also attracts happy experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today a friend left a comment at my &lt;a href="http://www.powerfulintentions.org/profile/vector8"&gt;Powerful Intentions&lt;/a&gt; page; and her username is LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLs a day keep the doctor at bay and good things coming my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/walking-joy.html"&gt;Walking Joy&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/canned-laughter.html"&gt;Canned Laughter&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;NB: LOL = Laugh Out Loud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-3149576725395838277?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3149576725395838277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3149576725395838277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/lol.html' title='LOL!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8114524218241623294</id><published>2009-02-16T10:45:00.034Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:43:18.288Z</updated><title type='text'>The Dreamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'll open wide, and let my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;I'll step aside, and let them all come through&lt;br /&gt;I'll open wide, and let my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;And I will fly, and live my life with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricstime.com/us3-let-my-dreams-come-true-lyrics.html"&gt;Let My Dreams Come True&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/us3music"&gt;US3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"The dreamers are the saviours of the world. As the visible world is sustained by the invisible, so men, through all their trials and sins and sordid vocations, are nourished by the beautiful visions of their solitary dreamers. Humanity cannot forget its dreamers; it cannot let their ideals fade and die; it lives in them; it knows them as the realities which it shall one day see and know." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordsofwealth.com/as-a-man-thinketh-visions-and-ideals/"&gt;As a Man Thinketh, by James Allen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yesterday, I watched a fantastic episode of Star Trek Deep Space Nine (DS9) called &lt;a href="http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/series/DS9/episode/71932.html"&gt;Far Beyond the Stars&lt;/a&gt;, which is set in the 24th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/series/DS9/character/1112421.html"&gt;Benjamin Sisko&lt;/a&gt; is the commander at DS9 and the spiritual emissary of the Bajoran people, a role he's not very comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While his father is visiting, Benjamin tells him that he can't cope with his responsibilities and wishes he could just walk away and let someone else take over. Soon after, Benjamin starts having vivid visions where he sees himself as a black man called Benny Russell living in 1953 New York. Benny is working as a writer for a science fiction magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Sisko's colleagues, family and loved ones from DS9 are also with him in the 1953 reality. His writing colleagues are actually part of the crew on DS9 appearing in human form; his father is a preacher who keeps giving him messages he doesn't understand; his girlfriend Cassie is his girlfriend Kassidy from DS9; and his friend, a troubled black teenager is his son, Jake. As a black man in 1950s America, Benny encounters a lot of racism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benny finds himself writing stories about a Captain Benjamin Sisko at DS9. Although his colleagues are very impressed with his work, the editor refuses to publish his story because he believes America is not ready to accept a story by a black writer about a black captain of a space station. The preacher (his dad) encourages Benny to write the stories anyway. His editor comes round to the idea and agrees to publish his stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Benny continues to write about Captain Sisko, he finds his stories so real that he starts seeing himself as Sisko. He believes he's having a nervous breakdown. He even finds himself drifting in and out of both realities: one minute he's in the 1950s with Cassie, the next he's in the 24th century with Kassidy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the black teenager (Jake) is killed by two racist police officers. When Benny challenges the officers about their actions, they turn on him and beat him up. Benny is off work for a while. When he returns to work at the magazine, his editor tells that not only is the publisher is refusing to publish his science fiction stories, he is also sacking him. The distraught Benny tells the editor that while they can fire him and refuse to publish his stories, they can never take away Benjamin Sisko from his mind, as he's very real. While they are taking Benny away, presumably to the nearest psychiatrist hospital, the preacher comforts him. Benny asks the preacher what is happening to him and he tells him that he's both the dreamer and the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin wakes up and finds himself back in DS9 in the 24th century as the captain. Apparently, he's only been asleep for a few minutes. He decides to stay on as captain. At the end of the episode, Benjamin wonders whether DS9 is the illusion and his life as Benny is reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Benny Russell in the 20th century an alternate version of the Benjamin Sisko in the 24th century; or is Benjamin Sisko the future version of Benny Russell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe both realities are dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I mean by dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are all realities and possibilities that already exist as ideas. Dreaming is letting these ideas come true. That which is allowing the "dreams" to come true is the Dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we are all in essence Dreamers, but most people have forgotten who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I remembered myself as the Dreamer was when I was ten years old and I had just been run over by a car. As I fell to the ground I heard a Voice in my head telling me what I was experiencing was a dream and not real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in my twenties, when I started meditating, I experienced the Light within. I realised the Light was me as the Dreamer, that which is clothing itself with the infinite dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six years ago while I was in retreat, I had a vision where a being of Light told me to share my experiences and insights in writings. I pointed out to the Light that I didn't have the resources to do what was required but the Light assured me that I already had all I needed. All I have to do is trust and let them happen. That's exactly what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Star Trek episode, both realities of Benjamin and Benny are dreams. In one dream set in 1950s America, a black man's work is rejected because of the colour of his skin. In another dream set in the 24th century, a black man is commander of a space station. I believe Benny's science fiction stories was his way of dreaming up an alternative reality where there is no longer any racism. If Benny had realised the power of dreaming, he could have lived out his dream of becoming a published science fiction writer in the 1950s, regardless of skin colour.  Still, at least his dream as Benjamin Sisko did come true in the 24th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the purpose of life is to dream wonderful dreams. In other words, I am here to realise myself as the Dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreaming dreams of inexhaustible love, untold wonder and limitless magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html"&gt;The Power of Identification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-beginning.html"&gt;A New Beginning&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/seeing-green-shoots.html"&gt;Seeing Green Shoots&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-all-is-said-and-done-its-all-been.html"&gt;When All is Said and Done, It's All Been Said and Done&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreaming-future.html"&gt;Dreaming the Future&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream-is-dream-is-dream-revisited.html"&gt;A Dream is A Dream is a Dream - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/letting-things-happen-is-receiving-what.html"&gt;Letting Things Happen is Receiving What Already Is&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-dreamer-many-players.html"&gt;One Dreamer, Many Players&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/making-things-happen-versus-letting.html"&gt;Making Things Happen versus Letting Things Happen&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/lucid-dreamer.html"&gt;Lucid Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-thoughts-on-meditation-haha.html"&gt;Some Thoughts on Meditation - Haha&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/trust-in-love-to-sort-out-details.html"&gt;Trust in Love to Sort out the Details&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-downloads.html"&gt;Love Downloads&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-is-evolution_10.html"&gt;What is Evolution?&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8114524218241623294?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8114524218241623294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8114524218241623294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreamer.html' title='The Dreamer'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-3967485888127994669</id><published>2009-02-14T13:29:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T14:59:21.994Z</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love the United Kingdom</title><content type='html'>I've been watching the series called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Around_the_World_in_80_Faiths"&gt;Around the World in 80 Faiths&lt;/a&gt; where the Anglican vicar, Pete Owen-Jones, has been researching religions and spiritual beliefs in various parts of the world. After seeing how some countries are dominated by religious doctrines, the series made me realise how grateful I am to be living in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in London. When I was four years old and my parents separated, we moved from London to live with our relatives in Sierra Leone, where we were raised as Christians. Although I went to church and attended Christian schools, my heart wasn't really in it. When I returned to England, it was such a relief to be free to be myself without worrying about whether I should be attending church every Sunday; whether I should be feeling guilty for not attending church and reading the Bible; or whether I should be praying to God. I was free to explore what I believe or resonates with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I now live by certain spiritual principles and have a strong faith in God, I do so because I choose it not because it's something that is imposed on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So l don't follow any religions nor would I want to live in countries that are dominated by religions or spiritual beliefs, no matter how well-meaning the doctrines. If there is any religion I believe in it is Love: love the ONE Self in all and follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, United Kingdom. Thank you for allowing me the freedom to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/celebrating-love.html"&gt;Celebrating Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-it-snow.html"&gt;Let it Snow!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-heart-is.html"&gt;Where the Heart Is&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-of-my-life.html"&gt;The Loves of My Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/counting-my-blessings.html"&gt;Counting My Blessings&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-thoughts-on-meditation-haha.html"&gt;Some Thoughts on Meditation - Haha&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/gift-of-unbelief.html"&gt;The Gift of Unbelief&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/04/way-of-no-way.html"&gt;The Way of No Way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-3967485888127994669?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3967485888127994669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3967485888127994669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-i-love-united-kingdom.html' title='Why I Love the United Kingdom'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-187346908691582411</id><published>2009-02-14T12:08:00.032Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:34:31.706Z</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6704/2197/1600/Light_Heart_1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6704/2197/200/Light_Heart_1.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Valentine's Day when, traditionally, billions of people express their love for one another by exchanging tokens and gifts. Most people tend to focus on romantic love...and why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of romantic love, in last night's episode of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coronation_Street"&gt;Coronation Street&lt;/a&gt;, Steve and Jason decide to propose to Becky whom they both love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The background story is when Jason split up from his wife, he started dating Becky. When things got really serious between them, Jason panicked and decided to reunite with his wife, but she had already moved on. Then Becky and Steve fell in love, even though he was already living with his girlfriend, Michelle. Steve was so smitten by Becky that he decided to leave Michelle but it took him a while to get his act together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Steve eventually dumped Michelle, most people couldn't understand why Steve would want to be with Becky. Michelle and Steve seemed so right for one another and made such a good team raising their kids. While Steve could have stayed with Michelle because it was the responsible thing to do for the kids, he decided to follow his heart instead. Unfortunately for Steve, Becky got tired of waiting for him to make up his mind and was now back with her former lover, Jason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In last night's episode Steve tells his best friend that the reason why he loves Becky is because she is unpredictable and lights up his life. By the time Steve gets his act together to propose, Jason has got there first and done the deed. Becky accepts Jason's proposal. She later discovers that Steve had planned on proposing to her. Becky is going to have to decide which guy she really loves and wants to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love triangle in "Coronation Street" reminds me of a documentary I watched recently about elephants. Two bulls had a fight over the female elephant and one lost a tusk. The female had to choose which elephant she wanted to mate with. She chose the bull that had lost its tusk. While they were mating the other elephants gave their approval by trumpeting and waving their trunks. Once the mating had finished, the rest of the herd followed the bull around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the previews on the "Coronation Street" website, Becky does end up choosing Steve over Jason. I would also choose Steve over Jason any day as Steve follows his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in love.&lt;br /&gt;Love lights up my life.&lt;br /&gt;Love motivates and inspires me every single moment.&lt;br /&gt;Loves give me life.&lt;br /&gt;Without love, life is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I join all who choose to celebrate Love in its many forms, whether it's special love, personal love, or impersonal love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/impersonal-personal-and-special.html"&gt;Impersonal, Personal and Special Relationships&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/listen-to-your-heart.html"&gt;Listen to Your Heart&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/power-of-selfishness.html"&gt;The Power of Selfishness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-heart-is.html"&gt;Where the Heart Is&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-is-magic-part-2.html"&gt;Love is Magic - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/keeping-it-real.html"&gt;Keeping It Real&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-kind-of-guy.html"&gt;My Kind of Guy&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-is-life.html"&gt;Love is Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/are-you-gutless-wonder.html"&gt;Are You a Gutless Wonder?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/dare-to-be-love.html"&gt;Dare to Be Love?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/putting-love-first.html"&gt;Putting Love First&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/staying-joined-in-love.html"&gt;Staying Joined in Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart fractal by &lt;a href="http://bengilberti.com/"&gt;Ben Gilberti&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-187346908691582411?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/187346908691582411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/187346908691582411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/celebrating-love.html' title='Celebrating Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7580992503639647742</id><published>2009-02-14T10:25:00.019Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:02:48.656Z</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Day of My Life - Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"I believe the purpose of this dream we call life is to experience my nature as spirit in a quantitative way."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-magnification.html"&gt;The Power of Magnification&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvJohn.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=1&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;John 1:5 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a previous &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; I wrote about how I woke up expecting the day to be not only the greatest day but greater than I've ever experienced it before for myself and everyone, if they are open to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home last night, my mother shared how her day had unfolded, which turned out to be the greatest day ever for her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had made an appointment to see her doctor to have her blood pressure checked, which her doctor has been monitoring as it has been quite high. On her way, there was a huge traffic jam due to a diversion. I had been affected by the same diversion earlier when I'd had to use another route because some of the roads had been cordoned off by the Police. Mum said she was fretting over the traffic and didn't want to be late for her appointment. She needn't have worried as she arrived on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the doctor measured mum's blood pressure he couldn't believe it was normal. He said "Halleluiah!" She couldn't believe it either as she had expected it to be high after fretting about the time. Mum said it's been two years since her blood pressure has been normal. She was ecstatic about the result. I was very happy to share in her joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard in the news later that the reason why some of the roads had been cordoned off by the Police was because someone had been shot dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it amazing how we are all living in the Light and yet many people choose to walk in darkness. It just shows that while I can expect the greatest day for all, I can't force people to share in it if they are not open to it. They have to want to experience it for themselves. I'm glad my mother was open to share in the Light though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, while my mother and I were both watching &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coronation_Street"&gt;Coronation Street&lt;/a&gt; on television, a popular British soap, I noticed in one scene the song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHzMLGH1Rfs"&gt;Greatest Day&lt;/a&gt; by "Take That" was being played in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the greatest day, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/wishing-you-very-best.html"&gt;Wishing You the Very Best&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-up-with-weather.html"&gt;What's Up with the Weather?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-and-take.html"&gt;Give and Take&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/wonder-is-there-for-all-to-experience.html"&gt;The Wonder is There for All to Experience&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/switch-light-on.html"&gt;Switch the Light On&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/sharing-joy.html"&gt;Sharing the Joy; Being in Joy&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/of-spirit-and-claiming-your-spirit.html"&gt;Of Spirit and Claiming Your Spirit Passport&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7580992503639647742?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7580992503639647742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7580992503639647742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life-update.html' title='The Greatest Day of My Life - Update'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8518729756319824338</id><published>2009-02-13T14:20:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:50:59.492Z</updated><title type='text'>A Dog's Perspective of the News</title><content type='html'>While I was watching the TV news last night I realised I didn't have a clue what they were talking about. I felt like a dog watching the news, at least how I imagine it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog listens for familiar sounds that has meaning to him like "sit", "fetch", "roll over", "lie down", "heel", "stay", "bone", "food", "stick", "walkies"; or anything to do with smells, barking and other dogs. If he doesn't hear anything familiar, the news is meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the dog, I was also listening out for signs in the news that had meaning for me and nothing came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rolled over and remained in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dog-self.html"&gt;My Dog Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/much-ado-about-nothing.html"&gt;Much Ado about Nothing&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/10/retraining-my-dog.html"&gt;Retraining My Dog&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/following-your-nose.html"&gt;Follow Your Nose!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/grrr.html"&gt;Grrr!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/barking-up-wrong-tree.html"&gt;Barking Up the Wrong Tree&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/nothing-but-hound-dog.html"&gt;Nothing But a Hound Dog&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-dogs-life.html"&gt;It's a Dog's Life!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/of-beliefs-and-chasing-tails_30.html"&gt;Of Beliefs and Chasing Tails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8518729756319824338?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8518729756319824338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8518729756319824338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dogs-perspective-of-news.html' title='A Dog&apos;s Perspective of the News'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-692272878750805666</id><published>2009-02-13T12:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:28:37.473Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 11</title><content type='html'>A great song, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHzMLGH1Rfs"&gt;Greatest Day&lt;/a&gt; by my pop idols &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Take_That"&gt;Take That&lt;/a&gt;. I LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-692272878750805666?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/692272878750805666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/692272878750805666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-11.html' title='Song of the Day - 11'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-2670234874002573060</id><published>2009-02-13T11:34:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:29:11.756Z</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Day of My Life</title><content type='html'>When I woke up this morning I thought to myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today is the greatest day of my life. Thank you God for making this day the greatest day of my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got dressed I was filled with expectation about the greatness of the day filled with greater wonder than I've ever experienced in mind, body and affairs. I felt the world brimming with joy. I'm not only going to experience it alone but together, as we are all working together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked to the bus stop, I noticed the road was blocked and a couple of police officers standing at the end. A woman walking towards me advised me to use an alternative route, which I did. As I approached the bus stop I saw a bus standing there but it wasn't the one I wanted. I kept having a feeling that the other buses had been diverted. A woman appeared and told me the buses had been diverted and advised me to walk to the next stop. I noticed the bus I wanted to catch was already waiting at that stop. It would take me several minutes to get there. When I finally arrived at the stop, the bus was still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the journey, a woman came in with a big bag that was taking up a lot of her legroom. I asked her if she wanted to swap seats with me so she could store her bag near the window. She agreed and thanked me. A man in front kept looking back at me. When the woman with the bag left, I moved back to my original position. The man in front asked me what the time was and then swapped seats and sat next to me. For the rest of the journey we had a nice chat about life. He told me he'd never met anyone like me that's so easy to talk to. He said he felt he's known me forever. I told him I had been expecting this day to be great and he's part of that greatness. He told me how much he likes me and my lips in particular. When he asked me out, I told him I wasn't available but was enjoying being with him. He even held my hands. Before we parted company, I kissed his cheeks and wished him a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at the library I met a woman, a writer who usually comes to do her work there. She said she'd left her glasses at home and was on her way to get them. She asked if I could look after her stuff as she didn't want to carry them with her. I was happy to oblige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when I expect to have the greatest day of my life, the Universe arranges situations and makes it so not just for me, but for everyone, if they are open to share in the wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the greatest afternoon and the greatest night of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect tomorrow to be the greatest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life-update.html"&gt;The Greatest Day of My Life - Update&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-magnification.html"&gt;The Power of Magnification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/catching-vibes.html"&gt;Catching the Vibes&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-my-day.html"&gt;This is My Day!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/downward-or-upward-spiral.html"&gt;Downward or Upward Spiral?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/make-room-for-magic-and-wonder.html"&gt;Make Room for Magic and Wonder&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-to-remember.html"&gt;A Day to Remember&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/overflow.html"&gt;Overflow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-2670234874002573060?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2670234874002573060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/2670234874002573060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/greatest-day-of-my-life.html' title='The Greatest Day of My Life'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8312626678571511932</id><published>2009-02-13T10:55:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:54:58.856Z</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"When you can accept all that you are, you can accept others, as they are all aspects of self."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/acceptance.html"&gt;Acceptance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I was walking home yesterday it started to snow. Great, that's all I need! At least it wasn't settling on the ground. I hoped it wouldn't last but it just snowed harder and my jacket was covered. I didn't have any gloves on which I don't tend to wear as they're too fiddly for my liking. I put my umbrella up. As my fingers were frozen stiff, I kept swapping my hands, keeping one hand in my coat pocket to keep it warm and using the other to carry the umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked, I thought to myself that's it's about time I addressed my dislike of snow. If I don't tackle it now, it's only going to keep bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is only One Intelligence appearing as the many forms and experiences. In other words, the ONE expressing as me taking this walk, is the same ONE expressing as the snow. Instead of wishing for the snow to go away why not just accept the snow for who he is being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, why not? Apart from my frozen fingers, the snow is not doing any real harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to see the snow as my dear friend who is expressing himself in the way he knows how. I may not agree with his ways but I accept him as he is and allow him to express himself in a way that works for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I was no longer bothered whether it snowed hard or not at all. It even felt warmer and my fingers thawed out. I had a feeling the snow was thanking me for accepting who he is. Then it stopped snowing and I walked the rest of the way in dry weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept life as it is, as they are all aspects of the one Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-up-with-weather.html"&gt;What's Up with the Weather?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/chip-off-old-block.html"&gt;A Chip Off the Old Block&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/weve-come-long-way-baby.html"&gt;We've Come a Long Way, Baby&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-long-jam-session.html"&gt;One Long Jam Session&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/acceptance.html"&gt;Acceptance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8312626678571511932?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8312626678571511932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8312626678571511932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6312213752002108619</id><published>2009-02-13T10:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:50:24.402Z</updated><title type='text'>Priceless!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Some say the glass is half empty, some say the glass is half full, I say "are you gonna drink that?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.txt2nite.com/wisilly.html"&gt;Silly Quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6312213752002108619?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6312213752002108619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6312213752002108619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/priceless.html' title='Priceless!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7480189223354568989</id><published>2009-02-12T13:23:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-02-12T14:16:16.817Z</updated><title type='text'>Wishing You the Very Best</title><content type='html'>I was really pleased to hear that &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/africa/7884282.stm"&gt;Morgan Tsvangirai&lt;/a&gt; has been sworn in as Zimbabwe's new Prime Minister. This means he's now sharing power with President Mugabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always believed in that the leaders would work things out anyway. All I had to do was send them lots of love and light and best wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's something I've come to realise - the importance of giving others the freedom to express who they are as they see fit. Therefore, instead of trying to change someone, why not just send love and light and trust in the power within the other to unfold what's best for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all Zimbabweans the very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/tlc-tender-loving-care.html"&gt;TLC - Tender Loving Care&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-still-believe-in-you.html"&gt;I Still Believe in You&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-love-is-to-trust.html"&gt;To Love is to Trust&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7480189223354568989?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7480189223354568989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7480189223354568989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/wishing-you-very-best.html' title='Wishing You the Very Best'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-619147866908684199</id><published>2009-02-12T12:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:53:03.284Z</updated><title type='text'>Living in a Story</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it feels like I'm living in a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent part of yesterday studying Psalm 46, which is one of my favourite passages in the Bible. Here's the New International Version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;1 God is our refuge and strength,&lt;br /&gt;an ever-present help in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way&lt;br /&gt;and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 though its waters roar and foam&lt;br /&gt;and the mountains quake with their surging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,&lt;br /&gt;the holy place where the Most High dwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 God is within her, she will not fall;&lt;br /&gt;God will help her at break of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;&lt;br /&gt;he lifts his voice, the earth melts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 The LORD Almighty is with us;&lt;br /&gt;the God of Jacob is our fortress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Come and see the works of the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;the desolations he has brought on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth;&lt;br /&gt;he breaks the bow and shatters the spear,&lt;br /&gt;he burns the shields with fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 "Be still, and know that I am God;&lt;br /&gt;I will be exalted among the nations,&lt;br /&gt;I will be exalted in the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 The LORD Almighty is with us;&lt;br /&gt;the God of Jacob is our fortress.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ibsstl.org/bible/verse/index.php?q=psalm+46&amp;amp;niv=yes"&gt;Psalm 46, New International Version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As I was walking home later it started drizzling. At first I put the hood of my jacket up hoping it wouldn't last. Then it started to pelt down with rain so I put up my umbrella. Then it got really windy and I struggled with my umbrella. I noticed the woman walking ahead of me was also struggling with hers. Then I thought to myself, this sounds very familiar. It's like I'm experiencing part of Psalm 46 when nature seems to have a life of its own. It's time to bring it under the will of the One/God. I stopped struggling with my brolley and walked in inner silence. Then I released the thought: God is Harmony. The wind stopped and the rain ceased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked the rest of the way in dry weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be still and know that I am God.... I will be exalted in the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-up-with-weather.html"&gt;What's Up with the Weather?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/dreaming-weather.html"&gt;Dreaming the Weather&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/healing-with-i-am-part-2.html"&gt;Healing with the I AM - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/playfulness.html"&gt;Playfulness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-619147866908684199?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/619147866908684199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/619147866908684199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-in-story.html' title='Living in a Story'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7557466847188367484</id><published>2009-02-12T11:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-12T13:11:40.359Z</updated><title type='text'>Message to a Dear Friend</title><content type='html'>In today's "Telegraph" is an &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/celebritynews/4597416/Michael-Jackson-is-suffering-from-acute-MRSA-type-infection.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; claiming the American singer, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Jackson"&gt;Michael Jackson's&lt;/a&gt; has contracted some kind of infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether the claims are true or not, it's given me a perfect opportunity to send you my undying love. Thank you for all the wonderful music you've produced over the years, which has inspired and uplifted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the very best to you, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/making-crooked-places-straight-michael.html"&gt;Making the Crooked Places Straight - The Michael Jackson Trial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7557466847188367484?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7557466847188367484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7557466847188367484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/message-to-dear-friend.html' title='Message to a Dear Friend'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8682122857982409862</id><published>2009-02-11T16:11:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:32:25.669Z</updated><title type='text'>A Matter of Perspective</title><content type='html'>I met a woman recently who is based in Norway. When I asked her what she thought of the recent heavy snowfall she said: "You had a bit of smoke and you call it snow? Come to Norway and you'll see what real snow looks like."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really put things into a perspective. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-up-with-weather.html"&gt;What's Up with the Weather?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-mans-meat-is-anothers-wellbarking.html"&gt;One Man's Meat is Another's Barking Madness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/perceptual-positions.html"&gt;Perceptual Positions&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/lets-get-some-perspective-here.html"&gt;Let's Get Some Perspective Here&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-and-let-go.html"&gt;Love and Let Go&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/08/trusting-the-voice-within/"&gt;Trusting the Voice Within&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/07/the-search-for-meaning/"&gt;The Search for Meaning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8682122857982409862?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8682122857982409862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8682122857982409862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/matter-of-perspective.html' title='A Matter of Perspective'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8565883847391108155</id><published>2009-02-11T11:19:00.020Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:50:35.245Z</updated><title type='text'>What's Up with the Weather?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=KjvPsal.sgm&amp;amp;images=images/modeng&amp;amp;data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=46&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 46: 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;After Britain had its worst snow for 18 years, there have been lots of flooding in parts of the country. In the news there are constant reports of increasing "natural disasters" in other parts of the world. What's up with the weather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the effect of global warming, as has been predicted by the experts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these conditions signs of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/End_times"&gt;End Times&lt;/a&gt;, as has been predicted in the Bible leading to the emergence of the Messiah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this Mother Nature's way of cleansing Herself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these conditions caused by mankind's fears and expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why doesn't the media ever report about areas in the world where the weather is just perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have observed that the Universe tends to answer all questions even if the questions don't make any sense at all. For instance, if someone were to ask himself why life was so miserable, I can guarantee you that man will receive lots of evidence why life is miserable for him. My point is people's expectations are constantly being reflected back at them on a personal and collective level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it, instead of asking questions about why the weather is doing such and such, I would rather just focus on what I believe - that there is no other but God; and live by that principle. Therefore, right where there appears to be disasters, God/Love is already present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it possible for God's love to be ever present in disaster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take one example of when my aunt had a gun put against her head. Right where she was facing certain death was Love. She called on "Jesus", whom she believes in, and the gunman released her. Although my aunt's situation was an extreme situation, it does demonstrates what I mean by Love's ever presence, whether you call it Father/Mother God, the All There Is, I AM, Mind, your True Self, the ONE, the Lord, the Almighty, the Force, Jesus, Allah, Krishna, Buddha, Spirit, Light or whatever you believe in. See &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayers-of-deliverance.html"&gt;Prayers of Deliverance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe awareness of God's presence can be put into practice by constantly asking for God's assistance in everything I do. This means not making any decision without God; not moving without God. This way every step is aligned with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking with God is rather like being in an emergency situation where the ambulance or fire engine is given priority over other motorists. Then you operate in the realm of mind-boggling signs and wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what the weather is doing, I only care about God's omnipresence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayers-of-deliverance.html"&gt;Prayers of Deliverance&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/weve-come-long-way-baby.html"&gt;We've Come a Long Way, Baby&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-love-of-aeroplanes.html"&gt;For the Love of Aeroplanes&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/weather-of-my-dreams.html"&gt;The Weather of My Dreams&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-questions-have-their-answers.html"&gt;All Questions Have Their Answers&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/03/helplessness.html"&gt;Helplessness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/be-careful-what-questions-you-ask.html"&gt;Be Careful What Questions You Ask&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/higher-powers.html"&gt;Higher Powers&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-always-has-right-of-way.html"&gt;Love Always Has the Right of Way&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/energy-efficiency.html"&gt;Energy Efficiency&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/god-rules-ok.html"&gt;God Rules, OK!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/will-to-do-good.html"&gt;The Will to Do Good&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-other-law-but-god.html"&gt;No Other Law But God&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-are-always-right.html"&gt;We are Always Right&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/expecting-cat-to-behave-like-dog.html"&gt;Expecting a Cat to Behave Like a Dog&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/walking-with-love.html"&gt;Walking with Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8565883847391108155?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8565883847391108155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8565883847391108155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-up-with-weather.html' title='What&apos;s Up with the Weather?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-610719581834794255</id><published>2009-02-10T16:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:24:38.809Z</updated><title type='text'>Love Downloads</title><content type='html'>The following article was previously posted at my &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-downloads.html"&gt;Love Downloads&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, September 25, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-downloads.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love Downloads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't download a particular programme or music if that music or programme doesn't already exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live by the following principles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is Love; Love is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not here to learn lessons or to evolve but to express Infinite Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinite Love contains all possible realities as ideas. This means whenever I have an idea to express something it already exists. I am therefore creating nothing but simply unfolding what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfolding what already exists is what I refer to as "love downloads."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I have an idea I am downloading love which comes as a complete package. All I have to do is let it happen; let the music play; or let the software run as it has been designed to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had an idea to walk by the River Thames. After a while I decided to rest on a bench underneath some trees. It was wonderful to see so many people enjoying the lovely sunshine. Though I didn't know any of them personally, I knew them as my spirit friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt love for the trees, the environment, my pigeon friends around me, even the bench I was sitting on.&lt;br /&gt;I felt love for the boats and the river.&lt;br /&gt;I felt love for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attention was drawn to a pigeon perched on the edge of a bench sharing the bench with a man. I thought to myself that it would be lovely to have my own pigeon companion right next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded this love reality. In my mind's eye I could see a pigeon sitting next to me. I was now very excited to experience this reality which I knew was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, though I can't say how long as I don't carry a watch, the pigeon resting on the other bench flapped his wings and flew to the ground. He walked lazily towards me. He looked up at me. I held my breath in anticipation. He hopped on to my bench and walked slowly towards me. Then he stopped and rested right where I wanted my pigeon companion to sit. He looked straight into my eyes. In thought I told him I didn't have any love as bread or bird seed to give him but I gave him my appreciation. My pigeon friend stayed with me for a short while, then he flew back to the ground and walked away to join his other pigeon friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love downloads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-is-love.html"&gt;All is Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-operating-system-los.html"&gt;Love Operating System (LOS)&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/12/manifesting-by-balloon-technique.html"&gt;Manifesting by the Balloon Technique&lt;/a&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-610719581834794255?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/610719581834794255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/610719581834794255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-downloads.html' title='Love Downloads'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-4129131231140083163</id><published>2009-02-10T12:33:00.036Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:07:02.893Z</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Identification</title><content type='html'>I'm a huge fan of the film "The Terminator" which come in three instalments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the original film &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Terminator"&gt;The Terminator&lt;/a&gt;, a human-looking cyborg is sent from the future to kill/terminate Sarah Connor, the future mother of John Connor, who will become the leader of the resistance against the machines. The Terminator is a "cybernetic organism" with "living tissue over a metal endoskeleton." &lt;a href="http://www.scifiscripts.com/scripts/t2.txt"&gt;Terminator 2, Script&lt;/a&gt; It is this living tissue that makes him look human. When the Terminator's skin melts, he appears as the metal endoskeleton machine intent on fulfilling his mission to terminate Sarah Connor. He doesn't succeed, however. At the end of the film, Sarah Connor falls pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second instalment, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terminator_2"&gt;Terminator 2: Judgement Day&lt;/a&gt;, the future John Connor sends another human-looking cyborg Terminator that has been reprogrammed to protect his teenage self from another Terminator. The Terminator that has been sent to terminate John Connor is an advanced model made of liquid metal that can shape-shift into simple forms. Again, the Terminator doesn't succeed in his mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the third instalment, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terminator_3"&gt;Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines&lt;/a&gt;, John Connor sends another human-looking cyborg to protect his younger self from an even more advanced Terminator that is made of liquid metal and can shape shift into complex weapons. While the Terminator doesn't succeed in terminating John Connor, she is not able to prevent the rise of the machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear they're making a fourth film. No doubt, this will focus on the war between man and machine. I can't wait to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the Terminator films are excellent reminders about the power of identification. Even though the Terminators look human, they are not identifying with their human selves but as who they really are underneath. That's why they are almost invincible. If, for instance, the Terminator with endoskeleton had identified himself as a flesh and blood human, he would have been vulnerable to human weapons. His endoskeleton was able to protect him; and his programming drove him to fulfil his mission. The Terminators are also connected to the other cyborgs in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Terminator's make-up reminds me of my own make-up. Though I appear as a human with living tissue, underneath it is light. It's not just a theory, I know this to be real because I've experienced myself as the boundless Light that is in all on many occasions. The One Light is clothing Itself in the many outfits/life forms/masks.   The One Intelligence in me is the same Intelligence in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a constant battle going on between the flesh and the Spirit/Light. Every moment I have a choice whether to identify myself as a person with a family heritage, gender, race, class, sexuality, philosophy, material possessions, education, likes and dislikes, thoughts, feelings, etc; or as Spirit/Light that is unconditioned and forever free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got on the bus this morning and sat down, I hit my knee against the railing and it hurt. That's what comes from identifying myself as flesh and blood. I reversed the experience instantly by thinking "I am Light." My body lost its density and felt like light and I felt no pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am boundless Light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayers-of-deliverance.html"&gt;Prayers of Deliverance&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-alone-or-all-one.html"&gt;All Alone or All One?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/importance-of-good-hygiene-and.html"&gt;The Importance of Good Hygiene and Nourishment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/boundlessness-freedom-limitlessness.html"&gt;Boundlessness, Freedom, Limitlessness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/fluidity.html"&gt;Fluidity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-is-all-nothing-revisited.html"&gt;It is All Nothing - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/real-me.html"&gt;The Real Me&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-about-supply-and-taking-walk-on.html"&gt;More about Supply and Taking a Walk on the Wild Side&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/stepping-outside-box.html"&gt;Stepping Outside the Box&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/second-nature.html"&gt;Second Nature&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/many-facets-of-self_28.html"&gt;The Many Facets of Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/knock-knee.html"&gt;Knock Knee&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-person.html"&gt;Not a Person&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/identity.html"&gt;Identity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/masks.html"&gt;Masks&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-go-and-let-all.html"&gt;Let Go and Let All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-thoughts-on-meditation-haha.html"&gt;Some Thoughts on Meditation - Haha&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/01/all-is-light-and-light-is-love.html"&gt;All is Light and Light is Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/06/with-boundaries-yet-boundless.html"&gt;With Boundaries Yet Boundless&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/04/persistence-of-gods-presence.html"&gt;Persistence of God's Presence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-big-is-your-cup.html"&gt;How Big is Your Cup?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/08/freedom-speaks.html"&gt;Freedom Speaks&lt;/a&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-4129131231140083163?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4129131231140083163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/4129131231140083163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html' title='The Power of Identification'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8430795940189218112</id><published>2009-02-10T10:11:00.026Z</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:07:55.804Z</updated><title type='text'>A Chip Off the Old Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Me5ToKp8stE/SZGWXg1Pe6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/S_w-MYZCNao/s1600-h/Two-Lions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301183567086189474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Me5ToKp8stE/SZGWXg1Pe6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/S_w-MYZCNao/s320/Two-Lions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother and I were discussing my secondary school in Sierra Leone, which was located near some forests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Didn't you used to have lots of snakes there?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, there were. I even saw a few on the trees."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Weren't you scared?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't give them much thought. After all, the snakes were going about their business and we were going about ours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum shuddered and shook her head. "You sound just like my father."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In what way?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I remember once someone saw a ghost and we were all screaming and shouting about it and went to papa and told him we were afraid of the ghost. Papa said, 'Did the ghost speak to you?' and we said, 'no sir.' Papa said, 'Did the ghost harm you in any way?' and we said, 'no sir.' Then papa said, 'Why are you making so much fuss then? The ghost is going about his business, why don't you just go about yours?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love it!" I laughed. "Your dad sounds like my kind of guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Another time," mum continued, "a bat came into the house and was flying around. The windows were closed and it couldn't get out. We were scared and running about in the house. Papa came out of his bedroom and he was really angry. He said, 'What's the meaning of this commotion?' We said 'It's a bat, sir.' Papa said, 'What about it? Do you want to fly like the bat?' and we said, 'no, sir.' 'Then why don't you just sit still and leave the bat alone? The bat will fly through the door when it's good and ready.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I reckon your dad was right, you know," I said. "You lot were going looking for trouble and making a huge fuss over nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If we ever wanted sympathy from papa, we never got it as he wasn't scared of anything," mum said. "Even after he went blind, he used to walk about late at night and would come home around 2 am. How he managed to walk around unaided was a mystery to us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Did you go to your mum then for sympathy?" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," mum smiled, "mama gave us lots of sympathy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's alright then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I've heard about my maternal grandfather, I'm a chip off the old block. My grandfather used Truth to cut the crap, so do I. Both of us have great faith in God. Where there is only God, there is no room for anything else. I can see now why people used to go to him for prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame I never got to meet my grandfather in person. At least I know we are one in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-drama-revisited.html"&gt;No Drama - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-fear.html"&gt;No Fear!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/youre-thinking-too-much.html"&gt;You're Thinking Too Much&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo from &lt;a href="http://www.eteamz.com/ophslions/"&gt;The Pride of Oachita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8430795940189218112?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8430795940189218112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8430795940189218112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/chip-off-old-block.html' title='A Chip Off the Old Block'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Me5ToKp8stE/SZGWXg1Pe6I/AAAAAAAAAGo/S_w-MYZCNao/s72-c/Two-Lions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6226958775907430114</id><published>2009-02-09T14:44:00.015Z</published><updated>2010-05-26T13:51:00.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom of Expression - Revisited</title><content type='html'>The other day I spent a few hours watching the top 50 &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hip_hop_music"&gt;Hip Hop&lt;/a&gt; videos of all time, in the opinion of that particular music channel, of course. I found some of the videos were so predictable i.e. half-naked girls prancing around or writhing their backsides; and the guys driving around in their cars. I didn't watch the videos till the bitter end though as it was getting really late and I needed my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, my brother and I discussed Hip Hop songs and videos. He said the way women are being portrayed on these videos must be degrading to women. I said while I find a lot of them predictable, laughable even, I never find them offensive. He said a lot of men wouldn't like their girlfriends or wives being portrayed as sexual objects and yet they don't mind watching girls on these videos. I said that maybe if guys stopped seeing women as the Madonna/whore and see their partners as having different attributes, they might not feel the need for those videos. I know I have different aspects of myself: masculine and feminine. That's why a part of me likes chick flicks like &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0100405/"&gt;Pretty Woman&lt;/a&gt; while at the same time loving macho films like &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088247/"&gt;Top Gun&lt;/a&gt;.  I reckon it's my male side that enjoys these kinds of videos. :-) I am also a sexual being who enjoys expressing her sexuality and have no problem seeing others doing the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were chatting, we were riding in my brother's car and he had the radio switched on to a channel that specialises in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhythm_and_blues"&gt;RnB&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hip_hop_music"&gt;Hip Hop&lt;/a&gt; music. The host and a guest were discussing Hip Hop videos. The DJ said it was about time society tackled these derogatory images of women. I thought it was hilarious that our conversation was being mirrored back at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't agree with the DJ and host.  My view is that if I don't like something, I simply don't watch it. I don't see the point watching something I don't like so I can complain about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe that when I try to put limits on how someone should express themselves, I am putting that limit on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to be free, I need to give others the same freedom to be and explore what life means for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I release all to their good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-oneness.html"&gt;The Problem with Oneness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/problem-with-censorship.html"&gt;The Problem with Censorship&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/freedom-of-expression.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-being-maverick.html"&gt;On Being a Maverick&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-freedom.html"&gt;What is Freedom?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-box-is-empty.html"&gt;Your Box is Empty&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/11/be-true-to-yourself.html"&gt;Be True to Yourself; Cut the Ties that Bind&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/consideration_04.html"&gt;Consideration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6226958775907430114?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6226958775907430114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6226958775907430114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html' title='Freedom of Expression - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8502680309363129646</id><published>2009-02-09T13:08:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:17:51.733Z</updated><title type='text'>Sacred Cow</title><content type='html'>A friend sent me this photograph via email of calf that was born recently in Tokyo with a heart shape on its forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one sacred cow.  I bet this cow is always going to be in a good moo-d. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Me5ToKp8stE/SZArwmDMKQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-RWU9GhEYLQ/s1600-h/sacred+cow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Me5ToKp8stE/SZArwmDMKQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-RWU9GhEYLQ/s320/sacred+cow.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300784875262716162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8502680309363129646?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8502680309363129646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8502680309363129646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/sacred-cow.html' title='Sacred Cow'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Me5ToKp8stE/SZArwmDMKQI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-RWU9GhEYLQ/s72-c/sacred+cow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-5577442802866513940</id><published>2009-02-09T12:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:01:52.995Z</updated><title type='text'>The Problem with Oneness</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, while my mother, brother and I were accompanying my uncle to the airport, my uncle shared with me an experience he had during the civil war in Sierra Leone and how his prayer had delivered him. I decided to share his experience on my blog and call it "Living on a Prayer" after the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jon_Bon_Jovi"&gt;Jon Bon Jovi&lt;/a&gt; song. I even hummed the song to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the car journey, my brother and I discussed "Big Brother" and how they've now developed a technology to check out people's location via their mobile phones. It's good news for parents who want to keep tabs on their kids but bad news for illicit lovers; unless you switch the mobile off. My brother mentioned that in the new passports, they will have microchips in them to keep tabs on people's movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got on the bus this morning, I noticed part of today's "Daily Mail" had been dumped on the seat I was attracted to. The page was open to an article called &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1138953/Beware-Big-Brother-watching-trips-abroad-Government-plans-store-details-ordinary-peoples-journeys-UK.html"&gt;Beware, Big Brother is watching your trips abroad: Government plans to store details of ordinary people's journeys into and out of UK&lt;/a&gt;, which mirrors the conversation my brother and I were having yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same paper was an article called &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1139164/Living-prayer-Can-God-help-survive-slump-pick-perfect-party-dress--More-women-believe-answer-yes-.html"&gt;Living on a prayer: Can God help you survive the slump or pick a party dress? More women believe the answer is yes...&lt;/a&gt;. I was well peeved. Thank you "Daily Mail" for stealing my thunder! Now I'm going to have to think up a new title. I've now renamed the article: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayers-of-deliverance.html"&gt;Prayers of Deliverance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with oneness is that it can be both magical and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayers-of-deliverance.html"&gt;Prayers of Deliverance&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/salt-of-earth.html"&gt;Salt of the Earth&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-alone-or-all-one.html"&gt;All Alone or All One?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/problem-with-love.html"&gt;The Problem with Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-heard-me-then.html"&gt;You Heard Me Then?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/window-shopping.html"&gt;Window Shopping&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/overnight-success.html"&gt;Overnight Success&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-5577442802866513940?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5577442802866513940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5577442802866513940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-oneness.html' title='The Problem with Oneness'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8308153199402981946</id><published>2009-02-09T12:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T12:12:41.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 10</title><content type='html'>Today's song is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dW7z4nhiLMk"&gt;Dilemma&lt;/a&gt; by Kelly Rowland and Nelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8308153199402981946?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8308153199402981946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8308153199402981946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-of-day-10.html' title='Song of the Day - 10'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6011214981025807439</id><published>2009-02-09T10:36:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:41:14.706Z</updated><title type='text'>Prayers of Deliverance</title><content type='html'>I am a firm believer in prayer and I pray about everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my uncle yesterday whom I haven't seen in over 26 years. He shared some of his experiences during the war in Sierra Leone, when the rebels took over and had been killing and maiming people; looting and burning people's houses burning down. He said the rebels did attempt to burn his house down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the fire started, all he cared about was that his children were safe out of the house. He then resigned himself to the fact that he was going to die in the fire. He prayed, went to his bed, and hoped to pass away quickly. Then he fell asleep. When he woke up a few hours later he was very surprised to be still alive. He thought he was dreaming. He discovered the fire had only burnt a corrugated sheet on the roof and the rest of the house was untouched. All the houses in the local area were burnt to the ground. My uncle believes his prayer had saved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we returned to England, my brothers and I lived with our extended family in a particular house in Freetown for about 8 years.  During the war, the rebels broke into the house and threatened my relatives. One rebel put a gun to my aunt's head and told her he was going to kill her. My aunt simply surrendered and said he was welcome to kill her and called on the name of Jesus. The moment she said "Jesus" the rebel's hand went limp and left her alone. Before the rebels left they set the house on fire but my relatives put it out before it spread. While that house was saved, the house next door was burnt to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that my uncle is a Muslim and my relatives are Christians. It just shows it doesn't matter what religion you follow or don't follow as long as long as you believe in a greater power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the power of prayer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/lovely-to-see-you.html"&gt;Lovely to See You!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/importance-of-self-belief.html"&gt;The Importance of Self-Belief&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/temple-of-god.html"&gt;The Temple of God&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/power-of-prayer.html"&gt;The Power of Prayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6011214981025807439?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6011214981025807439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6011214981025807439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/prayers-of-deliverance.html' title='Prayers of Deliverance'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-3245863362251484317</id><published>2009-02-09T10:24:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:35:36.316Z</updated><title type='text'>Lovely to See You!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had a reunion with my uncle (my mother's older brother) whom I haven't seen in over 26 years. He was on his way home to Sierra Leone after visiting his daughter in Los Angeles. He was only in London for one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older brother and my mother picked him up at the airport and he stayed the night at my brother's place. The next day, yesterday, my brother and mother drove him to the airport and I decided to join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful seeing my uncle again in person. Though he's got a lot older, he's still the same. We sat at the back of the car holding hands like lovers, while he shared some of his life experiences with me.  You know me, I love stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, uncle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-real-family.html"&gt;My Real Family&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/reunion.html"&gt;Reunion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-3245863362251484317?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3245863362251484317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/3245863362251484317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/lovely-to-see-you.html' title='Lovely to See You!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8244792352545286657</id><published>2009-02-07T16:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:19:23.782Z</updated><title type='text'>Salt of the Earth</title><content type='html'>Recently when we had that heavy snowfall, we ran out of cooking salt at home. My mother prefers sea salt. When I checked the local supermarket they didn't have any in stock. The local shops in the area didn't have the type she wanted either. Fortunately, she had some stock cubes which she used instead to cook with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I checked the supermarket and they still didn't have any in stock, which I thought was really bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed in the news reports about the snowy conditions, they believed one reason why some parts of Britain couldn't cope with the heavy snowfall was because there was a shortage of road salt. I pointed this out to my mother that our cooking salt shortage was being reflected in the world around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother did manage to get some cooking salt, the type she prefers, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how life is constantly mirroring beliefs back at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-funny.html"&gt;How Funny!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/political-correctness.html"&gt;Political Correctness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8244792352545286657?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8244792352545286657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8244792352545286657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/salt-of-earth.html' title='Salt of the Earth'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-7736259047699480661</id><published>2009-02-07T15:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T15:38:27.946Z</updated><title type='text'>Classic Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder" - Anon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can see clearly now, the brain has gone" - Anon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saidwhat.co.uk/quotes/silly/"&gt;Silly Quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Classic and soooo true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good one, Anon, whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-7736259047699480661?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7736259047699480661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/7736259047699480661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/classic-quotes.html' title='Classic Quotes'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-82112953876407629</id><published>2009-02-07T13:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:47:18.712Z</updated><title type='text'>Reminder - 2</title><content type='html'>So my mother asked me to buy some bread this morning. As we are both partial to a particular brand, which is not sold at the local shop, I said I would buy it at supermarket on my way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my bus journey into town, a van suddenly pulled up and drove in front of the bus. I noticed the company name was the same brand of bread my mother and I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the reminder, mate.  We love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-trail.html"&gt;Love Trail&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/reminder.html"&gt;Reminder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-82112953876407629?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/82112953876407629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/82112953876407629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/reminder-2.html' title='Reminder - 2'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-5812018526038408089</id><published>2009-02-07T13:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:37:47.845Z</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the Day - 2</title><content type='html'>"When you can accept all that you are, you can accept others, as they are all aspects of self." &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/acceptance.html"&gt;Acceptance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-5812018526038408089?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5812018526038408089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5812018526038408089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/thought-of-day-2.html' title='Thought of the Day - 2'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8575597004918901909</id><published>2009-02-07T13:14:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:21:01.537Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Love</title><content type='html'>Check this foxy guy out in this advert. I absolutely LOVE him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the two women with number 8 on their t-shirts, which in Bingo parlance is "two fat ladies" or no. 88. I have a thing about the no. 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, thank you for sending me my very own Foxy guy. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-kind-of-magic-revisited.html"&gt;It's a Kind of Magic - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-this-gorilla.html"&gt;Love this Gorilla!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/06/two-fat-ladies-88.html"&gt;Two Fat Ladies - 88&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/dedication-to-beloved-friend.html"&gt;Dedication to a Beloved Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJhUoLlNw0Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nJhUoLlNw0Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8575597004918901909?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8575597004918901909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8575597004918901909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m in Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-8858691079734429977</id><published>2009-02-07T12:34:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:00:13.828Z</updated><title type='text'>Love Trail</title><content type='html'>On a music trailer for a new series on television, I noticed they were using the song, "Use Somebody" by &lt;a href="http://www.kingsofleon.com/"&gt;Kings of Leon&lt;/a&gt;, which I happen to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when I love something, it is multiplied and starts trailing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I love, loves me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-funny.html"&gt;How Funny!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/problem-with-love.html"&gt;The Problem with Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/staying-joined-in-love.html"&gt;Staying Joined in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-8858691079734429977?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8858691079734429977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/8858691079734429977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-trail.html' title='Love Trail'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-5127024616635551367</id><published>2009-02-07T12:09:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:41:54.251+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How Funny!</title><content type='html'>I've noticed this new car advert (can't remember the model) with a guy being driven by a woman and they are both singing Elvis Presley's song "Suspicious Minds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advert reminds me of an experience I had while I was in Bangkok 8 years ago and being driven in a taxi. The driver and I were singing "Suspicious Minds." (See &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-live-king.html"&gt;Long Live the King!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about art imitating life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-imitates-art-art-imitates-life.html"&gt;Life Imitates Art; Art Imitates Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-live-king.html"&gt;Long Live the King!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-5127024616635551367?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5127024616635551367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/5127024616635551367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-funny.html' title='How Funny!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667941849429151408.post-6498214508207002349</id><published>2009-02-07T10:14:00.012Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:35:25.541Z</updated><title type='text'>God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited</title><content type='html'>As I was walking home the other night, a man approached me and asked me the way to a particular area. I pointed the way. He thanked me and walked briskly away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous to that, during another walk, a young lady stopped me and asked me how to get to a particular street. I told her I didn't know where it was and hoped she found what she was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the above two examples, I wasn't concerned about why my friends wanted to get to their destinations, I was simply happy to help them get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God, the Infinite Power in all, is always available to support our dreams. The Power has no judgment about why, He simply gives you the power to achieve whatever you have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it's up to each individual to determine why they need to get to a certain destination; or why they need to pursue certain dreams. No teacher, guru or master can make that decision for me; only I can really know what's right for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend I've been communicating with via email told about an animal that appeared in his dream, which he believed was very significant and wanted to know what I thought about it. I told him only he can interpret his dream as only he knows what that particular animal means for him. I could only give him my love and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the adage "God helps those who help themselves" means tuning into this ever present Infinite Power. Put another way, ask and you will receive. Another way I tune in is by knowing that the Universe is rooting for me every step of the way in every decision I make. In other words, whatever I'm doing I'm being supported by the All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to everyone, whatever your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-alone-or-all-one.html"&gt;All Alone or All One?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-power.html"&gt;Will Power&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/gentle-nudge-in-right-direction.html"&gt;A Gentle Nudge in the Right Direction&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/persistence.html"&gt;Persistence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/ask-and-you-will-receive.html"&gt;Ask and You Will Receive&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-as-i-know-it.html"&gt;Life as I Know It&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/support.html"&gt;Support&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/lifelines.html"&gt;Lifelines&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/trusting-in-your-path.html"&gt;Trusting in Your Path&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/acceptance.html"&gt;Acceptance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4667941849429151408-6498214508207002349?l=alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6498214508207002349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4667941849429151408/posts/default/6498214508207002349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html' title='God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
