<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034</id><updated>2009-10-07T12:53:03.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucid Dreamer - Part 2</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-1620502768979485636</id><published>2007-07-23T13:10:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:37:20.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to My Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This blog is a continuation of the previous blog: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucid Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder about what this blog is about - dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All realities are dreams, meaning it makes no difference whether I am dreaming while asleep, thinking or having day-dreams, they are dreams, my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Lucid Dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Lucid Dreamer I know my real identity is the clear awareness of light, the substance of all dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Lucid Dreamer, I am always aware I'm in a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Lucid Dreamer, I am aware that when I am dreaming it is my dream and I take complete responsibility for my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun to dream amazing and wondrous dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that the dreams I am sharing are my dreams only and not intended to instruct the reader in any way. Each of us is responsible for the dreams we have. We all have the resources we need to dream amazing dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much gratitude and love to &lt;a href="http://bengilberti.com/"&gt;Ben Gilberti&lt;/a&gt; for designing the fractal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy dreaming to you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my othre blog/dream articles in alphabetical order see &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/" target="_new"&gt;Making the Two One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Am What I Am&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Need Not Want&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's All Done and Dusted - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's All Done and Dusted&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/"&gt;It is All Nothing&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/" target="_new"&gt;Being the Magic - Part 3&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Being the Magic - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Being the Magic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/"&gt;Free to Be Me as Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/"&gt;Free to Be Me&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Always&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucid Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/index.html"&gt;Destination Nowhere&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/"&gt;Freedom, Expression, Being&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Living as Love-Light&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Home Sweet Home! - The Sequel&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/"&gt;Home Sweet Home!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/articles-in-alpha-order.html"&gt;Infinite Life, Infinite Joy&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/10/articles-in-alpha-order.html"&gt;The One in All&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/articles-in-alpha-order.html"&gt;Vector8 Journals&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/vector8/"&gt;Vector8 Writings&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unless otherwise stated, all articles are copyright © 2007-2009 Enocia Joseph. You have my permission to copy and distribute articles for personal use only. Please include the link to the particular blog. For any other use other than personal, and any comments you might have, please email &lt;a href="mailto:theoneinall@googlemail.com"&gt;theoneinall@googlemail.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia, the Lucid Dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Articles in Alphabetical Order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/angels-are-everywhere.html"&gt;Angels are Everywhere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-day-another-gift.html"&gt;Another Day, Another Gift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/ask-and-you-will-receivesort-of.html"&gt;Ask and You Will Receive...Sort Of&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--B--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-to-drawing-board.html"&gt;Back to the Drawing Board&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/beam-me-up-scotty.html"&gt;Beam Me Up, Scotty!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-in-love-reminder.html"&gt;Being in Love - A Reminder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/calling-someones-bluff.html"&gt;Calling Someone's Bluff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/camaraderie.html"&gt;Camaraderie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--D--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/diets.html"&gt;Diets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/discovering-ones-niche-in-life.html"&gt;Discovering One's Niche in Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--E--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything-has-purpose.html"&gt;Everything Has a Purpose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/eye-see-your-point.html"&gt;Eye See Your Point&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--G--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/global-warming-and-end-times.html"&gt;Global Warming and End Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--H--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-do-i-know-which-articles-are.html"&gt;How Do I Know Which Articles are Relevant?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-not-bothered.html"&gt;I'm Not Bothered!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/immortality.html"&gt;Immortality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/innocence.html"&gt;Innocence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/insect-repellant.html"&gt;Insect Repellant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/invisible-users.html"&gt;Invisible Users&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-kind-of-magic.html"&gt;It's a Kind of Magic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-only-rain.html"&gt;It's Only Rain!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--L--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-dispels-anxieties.html"&gt;Love Dispels Anxieties&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-letter.html"&gt;Love Letter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/loving-one-is-loving-all.html"&gt;Loving One is Loving the All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/loving-tour-de-france.html"&gt;Loving the Tour de France&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--M--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/making-each-others-dreams-come-true.html"&gt;Making Each Other's Dreams Come True&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/mary-and-her-little-lamb.html"&gt;Mary and Her Little Lamb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-function-and-universe-are-one.html"&gt;My Function and the Universe are One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-heart-goes-out-to-you.html"&gt;My Heart Goes Out to You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--N--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-neighbourhood-but-ones.html"&gt;Not the Neighbourhood, But One's Consciousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing-personal.html"&gt;Nothing Personal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing-personal-part-2.html"&gt;Nothing Personal - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--O--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/order.html"&gt;Order&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--P--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/peace-in-all-ways.html"&gt;Peace in All Ways&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/peace-is-who-i-am.html"&gt;Peace is Who I Am&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/play-mate.html"&gt;Play Mate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/playing-by-your-own-rules.html"&gt;Playing By Your Own Rules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/putting-love-first.html"&gt;Putting Love First&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--R--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/reach-out-and-touch.html"&gt;Reach Out and Touch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-love.html"&gt;Real Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/reality-check.html"&gt;Reality Check&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/respect.html"&gt;Respect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/reunion.html"&gt;Reunion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--S--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/save-all-your-kisses-for-me.html"&gt;Save All Your Kisses for Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/sharing-joy-regardless.html"&gt;Sharing the Joy, Regardless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/simplicity.html"&gt;Simplicity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/spirit-is-all-there-is.html"&gt;Spirit is All There Is&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/staying-true-to-love.html"&gt;Staying True to Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/surprise.html"&gt;Surprise!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--T--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/implant.html"&gt;The Implant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/ocean-is-swimming-fishes.html"&gt;The Ocean is Swimming the Fishes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-true-desire.html"&gt;The One True Desire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/ride-of-your-life.html"&gt;The Ride of Your Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/there-is-only-one.html"&gt;There is Only One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-that-make-me-go-hmmm.html"&gt;Things that Make Me Go Hmmm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-wonder-of-usb.html"&gt;This Wonder of a USB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/travel-guides.html"&gt;Travel Guides&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/trusting-in-love.html"&gt;Trusting in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/trusting-in-love-part-2.html"&gt;Trusting in Love - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--U--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/using-gifts-i-have.html"&gt;Using the Gifts I Have&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--W--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-voice.html"&gt;What a Voice!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-is-luck.html"&gt;What is Luck?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Y--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/yahoo-is-love.html"&gt;Yahoo is Love&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-1620502768979485636?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/1620502768979485636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/1620502768979485636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcome-to-my-dream.html' title='Welcome to My Dream'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-4365179917540715297</id><published>2007-07-07T13:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:15:42.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting Love First</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;save room for my love&lt;br /&gt;save room for a moment to be with me&lt;br /&gt;save room for my love save a little&lt;br /&gt;save a little for me&lt;br /&gt;won't you save a little&lt;br /&gt;save a little for me - ohh &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/lyrics/970134637/John_Legend/Save_Room"&gt;Save Room, lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;In John Legend's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RiWLC27hdPM"&gt;Save Room&lt;/a&gt;  video, you see a man waking up with various girlfriends and asking them to stay longer with him but they are all too busy to stay, which leaves him frustrated. The final sequence sees him returning home and finding one girlfriend who has chosen to spend time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, John Legend's character represents Divine Love who is always calling us to realise His presence, while the women represent the need that people have to rush and focus on stuff, that seems more important than Love. Who has time to be in stillness, when I have such a busy lifestyle? Who has time to be with Love when I need to wake up, cook breakfast, commute, go to work, take the kids to school, go shopping, clean the house, cook dinner, do the chores, study etc? I'm way too busy to be still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't say we shouldn't experience life but Love says focus on Me first and you'll know what it means to have life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put Love first and Love will take care of all the details.&lt;br /&gt;Put Love first and you'll find that your day runs smoothly and harmoniously.&lt;br /&gt;Put Love first and you'll be able to see what is real and meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;Put Love first and you'll realise what your true purpose is.&lt;br /&gt;Put Love first and you'll know what it means to live Heaven on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why the first thing I think about is Love. I remember that Love is my being. Love is all I think about during the day and Love is the last thing on my mind before I fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no room for anything in my life but Love. I am so grateful that Love permeates all that I am being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is my first, my last and my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/trusting-in-love-part-2.html"&gt;Trusting in Love - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-true-desire.html"&gt;The One True Desire&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-function-and-my-body-are-one.html"&gt;My Function and My Body are One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-my-beloved.html"&gt;To My Beloved&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/dear-god-what-is-your-will-for-me.html"&gt;Dear God, What is Your Will For Me?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-4365179917540715297?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/4365179917540715297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/4365179917540715297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/putting-love-first.html' title='Putting Love First'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-2157560557770732599</id><published>2007-07-14T13:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T16:10:11.938Z</updated><title type='text'>Beam Me Up, Scotty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have this friend who I have this deep connection with. I only have to think of him and wham, I can feel him with me. The other day I felt him stroking my cheek. I later read an email from him where he shared how he felt so close to me he was stroking my cheek. He's also described feeling my presence. I've felt his presence as a physical form with me lots of times. It's the most wonderful feeling to be with someone when you're meant to be physically apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is going on here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that we're demonstrating how Love can break the time/space barrier that we believe is present. The moment I think of what I love, I'm one with it. Thus, oneness is always motivated by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I used to do distance healing I would suggest a time for my patient to relax and receive the healing. There was one time when I didn't feel like working at the time we agreed because I wanted to do something else that was a lot more important - there was an episode of &lt;a href="http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/index.html"&gt;StarTrek&lt;/a&gt; I NEEDED to watch. Alas, I had promised to do the healing. So I told my patient to expect the healing at the agreed time. In the meantime, I did the healing in advance, put out an intent for my patient to receive it at the time she was expecting the healing. When the time came for her to receive, I was busy watching StarTrek. I love it when a plan comes together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was the first time I had practised distance healing with this patient, I called her the next day for feedback. She described feeling very relaxed at the time and feeling various sensations. I obviously didn't tell her that I was otherwise occupied with aliens at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This raises an issue about group intent. There is a foundation I support called &lt;a href="http://www.thelovefoundation.com/"&gt;The Love Foundation&lt;/a&gt; where they celebrate Global Love Day on the 1st May each year. The first time it occurred I remembered to be in thought with them on the day. Over the last two year's I've put out the intent to join with them on the day. This way, even if I don't remember on the day to connect, at least I know I'm already one with their intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says teleportation only happens in &lt;a href="http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/index.html"&gt;StarTrek&lt;/a&gt;? Just love something or someone and you're instantly with the object of your affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beam me up, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beam_me_up,_Scotty"&gt;Scotty&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &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://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-two-or-three-are-gathered.html"&gt;When Two or Three are Gathered&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/teleportation.html"&gt;Teleportation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-2157560557770732599?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/2157560557770732599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/2157560557770732599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/beam-me-up-scotty.html' title='Beam Me Up, Scotty!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-1132645652968235724</id><published>2008-10-18T14:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T12:49:02.899Z</updated><title type='text'>NOTICE TO ALL READERS!</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know that if you've received an email from Enocia Joseph at my Yahoo account &lt;a href="mailto:enocia_j@yahoo.co.uk"&gt;enocia_j@yahoo.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; begging for money, it's not from me. That email account has been compromised and I can't access it at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you block this email address and delete emails received from that account. The person sending the email is known as "George Pent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to get in contact please use this email address: &lt;a href="mailto:theoneinall@googlemail.com"&gt;theoneinall@googlemail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-1132645652968235724?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/1132645652968235724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/1132645652968235724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2008/10/notice-to-all-readers.html' title='NOTICE TO ALL READERS!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-1914396611018854644</id><published>2007-06-28T12:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T16:01:54.808Z</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Personal</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As I was typing an article, I suddenly felt one side of my head throbbing. It was so painful it made me stop for a moment. Where did this headache come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is to say this pain has got anything to do with me? I could have picked up the thought, transmuted it into an experience and personalised it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided the headache wasn't mine to keep. Within a few minutes it was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing-personal-part-2.html"&gt;Nothing Personal - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/possession.html"&gt;Possession&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-1914396611018854644?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/1914396611018854644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/1914396611018854644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/nothing-personal.html' title='Nothing Personal'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-2542000352939941502</id><published>2007-06-29T09:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T15:23:35.811Z</updated><title type='text'>Trusting in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1: He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;2: I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. &lt;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;/blockquote&gt;I believe the above passage means that when you realise that your nature is Love and that Love is all there is, when you realise there is no other power but Love, then you are completely under Love's law and protection. The rest of the Psalm lists the many ways one experiences Love's protection. For example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;7: A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.&lt;br /&gt;8: Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.&lt;/blockquote&gt;This means that when some people are going through trauma and fear, you will not be affected. Why? Because Love can only protect those who are focused on Love. If your focus is on fear, then your experiences will be fear based. What is fear? I believe fear is the belief that God/Love/Spirit/Truth/Light has an opposition. This is why you can have two people living under the same roof yet having different experiences; one is full of love and the other is fearful. Here's one such example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago while I was out, there was a thunderstorm. When I returned home my mother told me that after a flash of lightning, the television went dead. After a while the television came back on but she couldn't get the satellite Digibox to work. Yesterday, the Sky engineer (satellite providers) came round. He said the box had been completely blown out and he replaced it with a new one. Mum said, to be on the safe side, after we've finished watching television, we should now always unplug the television from the mains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up this morning I noticed mum had unplugged the television. For me it didn't seem at all like trust but fear. I heard my mother reading her Bible passages, as she usually does. After she finished I put forward a suggestion which I said was only a suggestion and she was free to accept or ignore. I said that unplugging the TV suggested that she was expecting another strike. I said there is no need to do this when you have complete faith in God's presence. Mum said she would rather do her own thing, which was fair enough. Before I left I gave her a hug and told her I loved her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see there we are living in the same house yet we experience different realities. Mum believes in God and yet she believes that there is another power that she's meant to be scared of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me there is no compromise. You either trust in Love or you don't. It's no point me going on about how "Love is all there is" and getting scared of a thunder storm. I believe unplugging the television demonstrates trust in many powers instead of the One power that is Love. At the same time, I accept my mother's freedom to choose as she sees fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can perfectly understand why people find it difficult to trust in Love when the ways of the world is based on fear consciousness. Kids are programmed not to trust. Don't trust in strangers; don't trust in this food; don't trust in this TV programme; don't trust in this animal or insect; don't trust in this nation; don't trust in this race of people, etc. Fear, fear, fear. Here we are swimming in Love and people can't experience Love because their focus is on fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the first step of "spiritual awakening" is realising that there is only Love. When I realised the presence of Love, the world didn't suddenly transform into sweetness and light, it still looked the same. However, I stopped feeling scared, or rather, Love dissolved the fears I had. For instance, I used to be concerned about food. I would be checking food labels to see how much preservatives there were, or concerned about my calorie intake. I used to only drink bottled water. Well, when I trusted in Love's omnipresence, I realised that Love is in all foods and it is this Love that sustains me. So who cares about additives and preservatives? Who cares about bottled water? I am free to eat and drink what I prefer without any fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a point when I hated living in London because I thought it was too fast, cold, chaotic and unfriendly. When I realised Love's omnipresence, my attitude towards London was transformed. I started to appreciate all that was good about London, which is everything. I realised that happiness is never about an area or thing but one's consciousness. In fact, I don't live in a city called London, I live and have my being in Love, which is appearing as a city called London, Edinburgh, Birmingham, New York, Adelaide etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bus stop yesterday I noticed all the seats were taken. A young man offered me his seat, which I gladly accepted. A woman beside me was munching away on what looked like nuts. She offered me some. I accepted. As it wasn't something I was familiar with, I asked her what it was. She said she couldn't remember the name but she got it from a health food shop. She said it was supposed to be good for one's skin and helps to reduce cholesterol. While I no longer believe in the paradigm of eating to make me healthier, I was grateful that she wanted to share her belief with me. Whatever it was had an interesting texture and flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Love gives everyone the freedom to choose. We are free to realise Love as the only power and reality or we are free to dream of fear. I choose love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/trusting-in-love-part-2.html"&gt;Trusting in Love - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/going-whole-hog.html"&gt;Going the Whole Hog&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/trust.html"&gt;Trust&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/diplomatic-immunity.html"&gt;Diplomatic Immunity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/making-everything-up.html"&gt;Making Everything Up&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/heaven-is-living-from-inside-out.html"&gt;Heaven is Living from the Inside Out&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://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/there-is-only-one-power_21.html"&gt;There is Only One Power&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/06/weaning_18.html"&gt;Weaning&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/dear-god-what-is-your-will-for-me.html"&gt;Dear God, What is Your Will For Me?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/god-doesnt-make-mistakes.html"&gt;God Doesn't Make Mistakes&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-is-truth.html"&gt;What is Truth?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-it-means-to-live-in-spiritual.html"&gt;What It Means to Live in a Spiritual Universe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-2542000352939941502?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/2542000352939941502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/2542000352939941502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/trusting-in-love.html' title='Trusting in Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-7245905970021524563</id><published>2007-07-21T12:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:32:09.988Z</updated><title type='text'>What is Luck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;On the bus the other day, I noticed the woman beside me had a lovely handbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love your bag," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, I won it in a raffle," she said.&lt;br /&gt;"That was lucky!" I smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I've been thinking about what it means to be lucky or have luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before I left this morning my mother asked me if I could take her prescription to the pharmacy at the local supermarket. She said she would pick up the tablets later. I told her I was going in the opposite direction unless she didn't mind me leaving the prescription later in the afternoon. She told me not to worry and she would take the prescription herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes I thought to myself, "What if my mother's request is telling me something? Is it possible the library I intend to go to is closed for some reason, which means I should be going in the opposite direction? That would make it a lot easier to run my mother's errand." I told mum I had changed my mind and I would take her prescription for her. She confirmed that she would be picking up her tablets later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked to the local bus station I had a thought. After customers have left their prescriptions, the pharmacists usually give customers receipts which they must have with them to collect their tablets. My mother is not going to be able to pick up her tablets if I have the receipt with me. So I went home and told mum what I'd just thought. She could see my point. She said she would take the prescription to the pharmacy herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to head to the library I intended to go to before my mother's request. As I approached the bus station, I noticed the bus I wanted was already leaving. It took a while for the next bus to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point during my bus journey, I noticed five guys running to catch the bus at the nearest bus stop, which was three blocks away. I thought the only way they could catch the bus was either if there were many passengers waiting at the bus stop, or if they could fly. In any case, why would anyone run for a bus if they can fly? Having said that, I've seen many pigeons walk up and down stairs; I've even seen pigeons walking across roads and they're meant to have wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bus stop there was only one passenger waiting. As soon as the bus driver was about to pull away, a passenger in a wheelchair told the driver he wanted to get off. This meant the driver had to pull the bus closer to the pavement so the ramp could be let out. While this was going on, I thought about the guys I saw running and wondered if they were catching up on the bus. The first guy arrived and he beckoned his friends to catch up. By the time the passenger in the wheelchair got off and the driver let the ramp back in, all the guys had caught up with the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That was lucky!" I said to the passenger next to me.&lt;br /&gt;"I was thinking that too," the lady said. "They were so far away I thought they would have given up by now."&lt;br /&gt;"Lucky for them that guy decided to get off when he did, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible that what people call "luck" is simply the ability to connect to the One Will in the Universe? I guess if we all want to be lucky, we need to realise there is only one Will in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, when I arrived at the library, it was business as usual. It would seem that my journey had been delayed purely so I could witness luck in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe luck is where one's intention intersects with the one Will of the Universe.&lt;br /&gt;I am Luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/order.html"&gt;Order&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/will-power.html"&gt;Will Power&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;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-7245905970021524563?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/7245905970021524563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/7245905970021524563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-is-luck.html' title='What is Luck?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-664753784316296512</id><published>2007-07-03T12:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:30:42.186Z</updated><title type='text'>Using the Gifts I Have</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Infinite Love is all there is. This means we all have access to love because love is what we all are. We are all equally gifted with infinite love that we can experience and share. Sometimes the human dream can make one forget their true nature. Forgetting one's true nature is like someone starving to death while still having his cupboards and fridge stock up with food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I were chatting about techniques to help one fall asleep. He said that when he breathes in a particular way, it sends him to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You humans like doing things the hard way," I teased him. "When I want to fall asleep, I ask the Universe to put me to sleep and wake me up at a certain time and it happens."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I used to count &lt;a href="http://www.novaroma.org/via_romana/numbers.html"&gt;Roman Numerals&lt;/a&gt; backward to help me fall asleep but it turned out to defeat the whole objective because I would be so focused on the numbers, it would keep me wide awake. I finally realised that I could simply ask for the Universe to keep me awake, when I remember to ask that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is when I don't ask for help, I'm not using the gifts that I have. I am forgetting that my nature is infinite love and I end up trying to work things out or think my way into a solution. When I remember that my identity is Love, life unfolds effortlessly and is filled with wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find Infinite Love is a tangible presence that is as real as my body is real. It's not enough to just feel the Love, I need to be able to put the Love into good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my bus journey I experienced a stomach cramp. I put out the intent that I wanted to feel the presence of Love in what is appearing as my stomach. Love took over and dissolved the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe when I let Love see, hear, taste, smell, feel, experience and move as me, then, and only then, am I truly using the gifts that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/energy-efficiency.html"&gt;Energy Efficiency&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/2007/05/identity.html"&gt;Identity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/translation.html"&gt;Translation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/party-tricks.html"&gt;Party Tricks&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/awakening_15.html"&gt;Awakening&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-have-all-love-in-world.html"&gt;We Have All the Love in the World&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://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/gifts-of-love.html"&gt;Gifts of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/are-you-back-seat-driver_110294059760584663.html"&gt;Are You a Back-Seat Driver?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/06/divine-love-a-gentle-reminder/"&gt;Divine Love - A Gentle Reminder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-664753784316296512?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/664753784316296512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/664753784316296512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/using-gifts-i-have.html' title='Using the Gifts I Have'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-4358258794682392337</id><published>2007-07-04T11:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:29:43.127Z</updated><title type='text'>Trusting in Love - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A friend asked me the following question that I believe is worth sharing, in case others find it useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you first started to let Love take care of the physical body, letting Love take control, how long did it take to know that you did not need to 'feel' tired. I am finding that this works for me for a short time and then as soon as I 'forget' I revert back to the old routine and "whammo" I'm feeling tired again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;First of all please note that what I'm about to share is how I see things. It doesn't mean it is the Way but it is a way of seeing that works for me, which you may or may not resonate with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I answer your question, here's a bit of background about my way of seeing. I believe there is only one place and it is Spirit, Love, Mind, Soul, God, Consciousness...whatever you like to call it. Though Love may appear to be physical it is not really physical, things just appear to be solid because of one's perception. In reality there is only one Love appearing in infinite ways. Just like water can take the form of solid, liquid and gas, Love can appear as physical, emotions, thoughts, or feelings. It doesn't mean these different appearances are separate, they are all one, though for whatever reason we can choose to see them as separate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I couldn't tell the difference between a work of art in someone's imagination and people as we see them. I would go to an art gallery and all these pictures will come to life around me. I decided to "tune out" of the "mental" realm and only tune in when I feel it's necessary. Just because I consciously made the decision to "tune out" doesn't mean the characters in the paintings went away. They are right here and now and as real and solid as I am real and appear to be solid, I just choose not to "see" them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To recap, there is only the one ocean of Love whether they are making waves as solids, thoughts or feelings. It doesn't matter what the experience is, it is never separate from the ocean of Love. In practical terms, this means that everything I do is done by the ocean of Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to your question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When you first started to let Love take care of the physical body, letting Love take control, how long did it take to know that you did not need to 'feel' tired.&lt;/blockquote&gt;It is really about constantly remembering that my identity is the ocean of Love not the waves coming out of the ocean. The moment I identify myself as "only human", I end up dreaming myself as a separate entity with only a limited amount of energy that has to be sustained through sleep, eating, exercises and other dream methods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am dreaming myself as "only human" I appear to have two selves: the self that goes through trials and tribulations, and cycles of birth and death; and the real self that is perfect love and untouched by any drama. The real self that is all wise teaches the human self. Some people dream the real self as someone else that is awake who comes to teach him how to awake from the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm dreaming I need to be sustained or taught, the truth of Reality remains unchanged: I am still Infinite Love. Love is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practise the following five principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I constantly remember that my real identity is the Infinite Self, Spirit, Love, Mind, Peace, Joy etc. In other words, I am not human, nor am I Love having a human experience; I am Love living as and in Love. All is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I act in accordance with my identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's take your example of being tired. I would simply know myself as Love. I may appear to be physical but I'm Love now and for always. I then have to trust and let Love be. I let Love move and work as me in Its own way, effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, when I'm writing a piece, I'm writing as Infinite Love and it is effortless. If I feel an article is not working out, I leave it in draft and get centred. When I'm back in my "right mind" the article writes itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I am very gentle with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel tired I don't beat myself up about it. As soon as I remember or another aspect of Love reminds me of my identity, I'm back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, I always remember that there is no place but here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no destination, nowhere to go to but here now. There are no evolved souls. There is only Soul. Life is a never-ending opportunity to experience who I am as Love, who we all are as Love. Obviously, some of us have made connections with people to experience life with. Some of us have even paired up to do so. I know I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I practise being in silence. In silence I am one with the All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my dear friend, letting Love be me is a habit I've cultivated and continue to cultivate. If you resonate with my way of seeing, then keep identifying yourself as Love and trusting in Love that is everywhere present to be you. Be gentle with yourself. Love is constantly reminding you of your true nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that you are loved and supported in all ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love.&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/using-gifts-i-have.html"&gt;Using the Gifts I Have&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/invisible-users.html"&gt;Invisible Users&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/trusting-in-love.html"&gt;Trusting in Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/identity.html"&gt;Identity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/ocean-of-love_05.html"&gt;An Ocean of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/symbols-thoughts-or-feelings.html"&gt;Symbols, Thoughts or Feelings&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://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/dream-of-losing-and-finding.html"&gt;The Dream of Losing and Finding&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/communion.html"&gt;Communion&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/ideas-in-mind-part-2.html"&gt;Ideas in Mind - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/going-nowhere-fast.html"&gt;Going Nowhere Fast&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://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/personal-versus-universal-approach.html"&gt;The Personal versus the Universal Approach&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/solid-liquid-and-gas.html"&gt;Solid, Liquid, and Gas&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/06/universal-consciousness.html"&gt;Universal Consciousness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/trust-in-many-hands-to-make-light-work.html"&gt;Trust in the Many Hands to Make Light Work&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/mighty-us.html"&gt;The Mighty Us&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-it-means-to-live-in-spiritual.html"&gt;What It Means to Live in a Spiritual Universe&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/are-you-back-seat-driver_110294059760584663.html"&gt;Are You a Back-Seat Driver?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/all-is-universal-energy_06.html"&gt;All is Universal Energy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-4358258794682392337?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/4358258794682392337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/4358258794682392337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/trusting-in-love-part-2.html' title='Trusting in Love - Part 2'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-6654467941846622059</id><published>2007-06-26T12:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:23:27.308Z</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;From time to time I like to remind myself why I do what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Spirit/Love/Mind is all there is right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an expression of Spirit in manifestation. This means that my body is not an instrument for Spirit/my true self to work through, it is Spirit in form. In other words, my function as Love and my body are one and the same. As long as I have a function I would always have a body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I an not here to learn lessons, I'm here to explore who I am as my true self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not here to change the world but to be the change I want to experience in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living as my true self means giving up beliefs that are distracting. I know that I can't have both the world and Love. One of them has to be sacrificed then I get to have it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my kindred spirits who make the destination to nowhere journey very pleasant indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/identity.html"&gt;Identity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/post-it-notes.html"&gt;Post-It Notes&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://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-function-and-my-body-are-one.html"&gt;My Function and My Body are One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/heaven-is-living-from-inside-out.html"&gt;Heaven is Living from the Inside Out&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://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/01/destination-nowhere_27.html"&gt;Destination Nowhere&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://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://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/path-of-receiving.html"&gt;The Path of Receiving&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/08/transmuting-fire-of-love.html"&gt;The Transmuting Fire of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/08/why-are-we-waiting.html"&gt;Why are We Waiting?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-it-means-to-live-in-spiritual.html"&gt;What It Means to Live in a Spiritual Universe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-6654467941846622059?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/6654467941846622059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/6654467941846622059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-8232422202613123799</id><published>2007-07-01T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:22:25.506Z</updated><title type='text'>Real Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In a previous &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/loving-one-is-loving-all.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;, I wrote about I observed a man's love for his daughter. Their love was so powerful, I could feel it radiating all around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was waiting for my bus I sat next to this young woman. She had a suitcase with her. After a while her attention was drawn across the other side and she got up and dragged her suitcase with her. I could see she was walking towards an older woman, who looked as if she had come to pick her up by car. The younger woman was struggling with her suitcase yet the older woman made no move to approach her or to assist the young lady with her suitcase. When they got together, they exchanged kisses. Their meeting felt lacklustre as if they were just going through the motions. If there was any love between them, I wasn't feeling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I being judgmental? Am I projecting my idea of love onto their experience? All I know is I know what love feels like and I was certainly not feeling any love from those two, not the kind of love I felt between that man and his daughter. It felt more like duty and obligation than real love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to dream of the love that father had for his daughter. While I was very close to my uncle (my mother's older brother) who was my father figure, I've always wanted to experience that love that's always in someone's eyes whether I'm being good or bad, happy or sad. I never got that from my mother because she didn't know how to love; she was a product of her own upbringing. Love for her was providing for her children's needs until you're old enough to look after yourself. While I do appreciate that is a kind of love, I believe real Love is a whole lot more. Here's an example of what I mean by real love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&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;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;/blockquote&gt;Real Love forgives, redeems, heals, rescues, blesses, supplies and satisfies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I couldn't find real love from my parents, I thought I could find that kind of love in relationships but I only ended up disillusioned. I finally realised that I was the Love that I was seeking. In order to experience this Love, I had to love myself unconditionally and allow myself to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Love.&lt;br /&gt;I love.&lt;br /&gt;I am loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/loving-one-is-loving-all.html"&gt;Loving One is Loving the All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-true-desire.html"&gt;The One True Desire&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://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/compassion.html"&gt;Compassion&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/being-answer.html"&gt;Being the Answer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/non-judgment-and-faith.html"&gt;Non-Judgment and Faith&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/come-let-me-kiss-you-better.html"&gt;Come, Let Me Kiss You Better!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-heals-love-restores.html"&gt;Love Heals, Love Restores&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/06/allowing-yourself-to-feel-so-deeply.html"&gt;Allowing Yourself to Feel So Deeply Cherished&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;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-8232422202613123799?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/8232422202613123799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/8232422202613123799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/real-love.html' title='Real Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-4816982796537942679</id><published>2007-06-26T12:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:20:19.294Z</updated><title type='text'>Peace in All Ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For the last few days it's been raining and I hear in other parts of the country it's been quite windy and roads have been flooded. Is it this the effect of global warming? Are these signs that the end of the world is nigh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea. Here's another way to look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if all these external signs are more about people's emotions. When you're feeling fear you're hardly going to be at peace. When your emotions are all over the place, isn't the external going to reflect this? I know I haven't been on an even keel recently, I've been up and down emotionally, which isn't like me. My stomach was feeling funny yesterday all day which is a sure sign of emotions I'm picking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the world is only what I am dreaming it is, I am responsible for how I experience it. If I want to see a different world, I'm going to have to be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Peace.&lt;br /&gt;Peace is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/id-rather-be-myself-than-convert-others.html"&gt;I Would Rather Be Myself Than Convert Others&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/season-of-light.html"&gt;Light Season&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/peace-be-with-you.html"&gt;Peace Be With You&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/peace-that-passes-all-understanding.html"&gt;Peace that Passes all Understanding&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/charity-begins-and-ends-at-home.html"&gt;Charity Begins and Ends at Home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-4816982796537942679?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/4816982796537942679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/4816982796537942679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/peace-in-all-ways.html' title='Peace in All Ways'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-640053966733374395</id><published>2007-07-18T12:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:18:42.849Z</updated><title type='text'>Not the Neighbourhood, But One's Consciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;During my bus journey, I chatted to a friend who lives in the neighbourhood. (See &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-dispels-anxieties.html"&gt;Love Dispels Anxieties&lt;/a&gt;). She said she loved living in the estate because everyone is so nice and friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have met neighbours whose view have been totally different. One was scared of her neighbours; my neighbour downstairs doesn't like walking around on her own because she's frightened of being mugged. What's going on? Do we live in the same neighbourhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How one experience the world has nothing to do with the area or people but one's consciousness. In other words, we don't live in an area, we live in our consciousness. Is it any wonder my friend thinks her neighbours are friendly, she's so full of joy. Whenever I see her she gives me a big hug. I've never been to her house and I don't even know where she lives but I just know that we resonate in Love. That's why the moment I think of her, I end up seeing her at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since where I live has nothing to do with the area or people but my consciousness, this means I can potentially live anywhere. So instead of going by the area, I would rather focus on what part of my consciousness wants to be expressed now and let it appear in form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised something. I've been thinking about where I'm going to live next. So instead of focusing on the area, I need to ask what part of Self/Consciousness wants to unfold next, which will then manifest as a suitable form. Oh, I get it! That's why certain things have happened recently. It's all going according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Infinite Love, for appearing as my friend this morning who gave me this insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live and have my being in Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-dispels-anxieties.html"&gt;Love Dispels Anxieties&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-do-i-know-which-articles-are.html"&gt;How Do I Know Which Articles are Relevant?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-in-love-reminder.html"&gt;Being in Love - A Reminder&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/delays-are-in-perfect-order.html"&gt;Delays are in Perfect Order&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/going-whole-hog.html"&gt;Going the Whole Hog&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/intercession.html"&gt;Intercession&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://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/me-mine-my-myself-and-i-are-one.html"&gt;Me, Mine, My, Myself and I are One&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://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/revisiting-causeless-cause.html"&gt;The Causeless Cause&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/who-is-really-in-charge.html"&gt;Who is Really in Charge?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-being-good-is-not-enough.html"&gt;When Being Good is Not Enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-640053966733374395?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/640053966733374395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/640053966733374395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-neighbourhood-but-ones.html' title='Not the Neighbourhood, But One&apos;s Consciousness'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-6048179694708741094</id><published>2007-06-30T10:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:16:09.749Z</updated><title type='text'>Loving One is Loving the All</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A while back I used to see this man on the bus with his young daughter who looked about 6 years old or there about. You could see how much he loved her. He was beaming with love for her and she was returning his love. His beam touched everyone on the bus. Whenever our eyes met he would grin at me. I would observe how they interacted with one another. Even when he was being firm with his daughter, it was done with such love. They were a real joy to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I went to catch my bus a lot later than normal. I was so pleased when the man and his daughter got on my bus. The man still had that lovely beam about him and he smiled at everyone until our eyes met. When he recognised me he smiled and I returned his smile and said hello. His daughter also smiled. I said to her that she had grown a lot taller since I last saw her. During the journey I enjoyed the love that they shared. It was wonderful being in their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting in a park recently with a friend. While we were enjoying each other's company, my friend said he could sense how passers-by were picking up on our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the greatest gift we can give one another is our love. When someone has an object of affection, that love radiates out into the universe. It doesn't matter that the human programme states that one can only love a few people like your partner, kids, parents, relatives, friends and a few others, real Love embraces everyone whether one is aware of this or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe in consciously channelling the energy of love that wells up within me when I'm feeling love for others and myself. I like to project it out into the universe. As I give out love I open up to more love and I feel my love dam within burst wide open. Then I feel the love radiating back and forth... ad infinitum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm loving one I am loving the all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/pandoras-box.html"&gt;Pandora's Box&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/bliss.html"&gt;Bliss&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://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-is-one-continuous-beam.html"&gt;Life is One Continuous Beam&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-6048179694708741094?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/6048179694708741094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/6048179694708741094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/loving-one-is-loving-all.html' title='Loving One is Loving the All'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-5658724789557904014</id><published>2007-06-26T13:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:10:40.943Z</updated><title type='text'>Diets</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;While I don't believe in diets, I find it is very important to go on truth diets. Truth diets remind me of who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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; is one of my favourite diets. Whenever I have a moment, I repeat the Psalm over and over again from memory. I find this diet clears congestion around the solar plexus chakra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1: He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;2: I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.&lt;br /&gt;3: Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.&lt;br /&gt;4: He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.&lt;br /&gt;5: Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;&lt;br /&gt;6: Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.&lt;br /&gt;7: A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.&lt;br /&gt;8: Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.&lt;br /&gt;9: Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;&lt;br /&gt;10: There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.&lt;br /&gt;11: For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.&lt;br /&gt;12: They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.&lt;br /&gt;13: Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.&lt;br /&gt;14: Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.&lt;br /&gt;15: He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.&lt;br /&gt;16: With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Other truth diets include repeating various passages from the Bible as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want." &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: 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"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;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: 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding." &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=5248870&amp;amp;textreg=0&amp;amp;query=lean+not"&gt;Proverbs 3: 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Open thou mine eyes, that I may behold wondrous things out of thy law." &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;amp;amp;tag=public&amp;amp;part=119&amp;amp;division=div1"&gt;Psalm 119: 18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will go before thee, and make the crooked places straight: I will break in pieces the gates of brass, and cut in sunder the bars of iron." &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: 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I also like repeating affirmations such as "Love is all there is," or "I am that I am." I find repeating God's name very peaceful indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the ultimate diet is being in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right then, I'm going on an indefinite diet of silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/peace-in-all-ways.html"&gt;Peace in All Ways&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/japa.html"&gt;Japa&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/06/weaning_18.html"&gt;Weaning&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/diets-diets-and-more-diets.html"&gt;Diets, Diets, and More Diets&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-food-supplements-and-diets-work_14.html"&gt;Do Food Supplements and Diets Work?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;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;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-5658724789557904014?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/5658724789557904014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/5658724789557904014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/diets.html' title='Diets'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-555128235534945671</id><published>2007-07-05T10:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:09:38.261Z</updated><title type='text'>Calling Someone's Bluff</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;call someone's bluff, to expose a person's deception; challenge someone to carry out a threat: He always said he would quit, so we finally called his bluff. &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/bluff"&gt;Dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;In last night's episode of the legal drama, &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bostonlegal/recap/season3/22.html"&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/a&gt;, Alan Shore "sues the United States on behalf of a client who was tortured for two years at a detention camp." Alan Shore ended up winning by the old "calling someone's bluff" routine where he pretends the defence's argument is so convincing, he asks the judge to dismiss his client's case. When the defence attorney accuses Alan of not taking the case seriously, he goes for the kill and ridicules the defence’s argument. The judge has no choice but to rule in his client's favour. (Please see the transcript of the closing argument below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later at night while I was asleep I woke up to a cramp in my right foot. I got up, massaged it and moved around but it only got worse. I loved the foot then the pain eased off only for the foot to seize up. Why do I keep getting these cramps? I realised Love's presence in my foot but it wasn't having any of it. Then I remembered Alan Shore's strategy in &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/bostonlegal/recap/season3/22.html"&gt;Boston Legal&lt;/a&gt;. Of course, Love is the cause of this pain I'm going through. Love/God wants me to suffer. Why else would I be having this pain? The moment I had the thought the pain left the foot. Git!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I was doing was calling the pain's bluff. I know that Love doesn't hurt and doesn't want me to suffer pain. I know that Love is the only cause behind the universe. There is no other cause. So if the pain is here to remind me that there is another power or cause other than Love it can think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is no physical, emotional or mental cause. Love is the only cause. Love is the only dreamer. Therefore, instead of trying to work things out or wondering about whether I am making the right decisions, I would rather ask myself the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Love inspiring me in every way?&lt;br /&gt;Is Love moving me?&lt;br /&gt;Is Love speaking as me?&lt;br /&gt;Is Love being me?&lt;br /&gt;Is Love attracting this experience?&lt;br /&gt;Is Love loving as me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I trust in Love. What is of Love remains mine to keep forever. What is not of love dissolves into the nothing that it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the only power.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the only life.&lt;br /&gt;Love is the only cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/trusting-in-love-part-2.html"&gt;Trusting in Love - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-is-lucid-dreamer.html"&gt;Love is the Lucid Dreamer&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://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/revisiting-causeless-cause.html"&gt;The Causeless Cause&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/08/bonfire-of-love.html"&gt;Bonfire of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/10/is-there-devil.html"&gt;Is There a Devil?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-either-love-or-bullshit.html"&gt;It's Either Love or Bullshit!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston Legal Closing Arguments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In Judge Marianna Folger’s courtroom, US Attorney Mark&lt;br /&gt;Freestone makes his closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US Attorney Mark Freestone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows how to fight this war. It’s like no other we’ve ever encountered. The one thing that we do know is that we have to be extremely proactive with our intelligence. It’s the only way that we can prevent another attack such as nine eleven. That’s why Guantanamo exists. And it works. We’ve learned how Bin-Laden has evaded capture. Now we didn’t get this stuff by saying, “Pretty please.” Torture sometimes has to be used when you’re talking about saving the lives of the masses. Both civilians at home and soldiers abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, do innocent people sometimes get captured? Yes. Mr. Kallah was evidently one. It was difficult to determine that initially because he refused to cooperate, but once it was so determined, he was let go. The question here is whether the government should be forced to stand trial every time it makes a mistake. As Colonel Hegarty stated, that would burden the war effort beyond measure. Not just financially. But militarily. The discovery process alone would unearth information that would aid the enemy. Come on! A little common sense here! We’re in a war for God’s sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Shore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Honor, I believe a lawyer should put his country before his client, and for that reason I’m gonna take the unusual step of asking you to dismiss my client’s lawsuit. He sits down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US Attorney Mark Freestone: He scoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Objection. It’s a trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Shore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not a trick. Even though you argue and I would agree [He stands] that nobody knows how to fight this war. We should nevertheless defer to the Executive Branch who have indeed demonstrated a particular expertise. I, for one, just can’t wait to see what they do next. He sits down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge Gloria Weldon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Shore! I told you I would not allow this case to become a political football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Shore: [standing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I give you my word, your Honor, not a single toss of the pigskin. And, by the way, if one were to condemn Guantanamo, which I would never, it certainly wouldn’t be an indictment of just the administration but of the entire Congress, Hilary Clinton and Barack Obama included. Congress’s silence can only be attributed to consent, acquiescence, or disinterest, take your pick. But it’s at least safe to say they don’t much care. I should mention Joe Biden because he wants people to know he’s running too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge Marianna Folger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Shore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t. I say, “Dismiss.” My client cares, but come on, he’s a whiner. So he got beat up a little. Duct taped. Sexually violated. He never should have been over there offering humanitarian aid in the first place. And then what? He expects to be heard? Get a trial? A lawyer? He wants the government to show evidence. He turns to Benyam and yells. We’re in a war! We need to make sacrifices! He turns to the Judge, shakes his head and makes a “get a load of this guy” gesture at Benyam. And we should start with the little things. Like human rights. I agree that the Executive Branch has a particular expertise. In fact, I think they’ve been brilliant. Calling the prisoners enemy combatants instead of prisoners so we can end run the Geneva Convention, and torture them? Brilliant! Basing the camp in Cuba so the Constitution won’t really get in our way? Brilliant! And under the Pentagon’s new draft guideline, this is my favorite, I’m sure it will be yours, we’ll have little tribunals in Guantanamo that allow suspects to be jailed for life. Or even executed on evidence that would never be admissible in civilian or military court. Imagine being able to execute somebody on triple hearsay, or on totally coersed confession. Brilliant! He sits down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US Attorney Mark Freestone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I object. Counsel doesn’t wanna take this seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan Shore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I? Who does? The American public? The media? Who might give it mention if only there weren’t so many starving actresses with drug problems to focus on. Congress? Why should any of us take it seriously? We’re torturing people. We’re holding them indefinitely. Many with no evidence. Giving them no trials. No lawyers. It’s laughable. And then when they finally kill themselves we call it “manipulative, selfinjurious behavior” an act of “asymmetric warfare” waged against us. It’s all very funny! Very funny! Maybe the only reason we aren’t having a really good laugh is because the little Gitmo tricks have started popping up close to home. The recent revelations of FBI abuses of the Patriot Act. All those bogus subpoenas and manufactured evidence against American citizens. Maybe it’s just ruined some of the fun of Gitmo. Oh well. We’re in a war. We all need to lighten up a little. [He sits down.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Judge Marianna Folger’s courtroom, she is giving her ruling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Judge Marianna Folger:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say when people get scared the first thing they’ll give up is their civil liberties. That’s why after nine eleven we were only too happy to get frisked at airports. Some of us enjoyed it more than others. [Denny reacts with a smile.] But when it gets to a point where people are captured, then tortured, not because there is evidence, but rather just to see if there’s evidence. When they are jailed in perpetuity, afforded no trial, my God, the court has a duty to step in. The government’s motion to dismiss is denied. &lt;a href="http://www.boston-legal.org/script/BL03x22.pdf"&gt;Boston Legal Guantanamo by the Bay Season 3, Episode 22&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ZEI8u0GlVHk"&gt;Alan Shore's closing argument on YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-555128235534945671?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/555128235534945671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/555128235534945671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/calling-someones-bluff.html' title='Calling Someone&apos;s Bluff'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-9154985274626085172</id><published>2007-07-06T10:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:08:30.905Z</updated><title type='text'>Being in Love - A Reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A while ago I wrote about what being in love means for me. I said I feel all kinds of love including feeling love for no particular reason which I beam out into the universe. I wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"While I enjoy loving and receiving love in multifarious ways, I also love being in love, as in having an intimate relationship. Just thinking about it gives me goose bumps. Wherever you are, whoever you are, I love you." &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/being-in-love.html"&gt;Being in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;If my beloved heard my call he took a while to arrive. I recently met someone who I feel very much in love with but it's not a love I've ever experienced before. The closest I've felt is when I've been merged in with the Inner Light and feeling that love that I just wanted to be with forever. I never imagined it was possible to feel that way with another "human." Now I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in love has opened up a whole can of worms. I find myself getting emotional and hypersensitive. This is when I have to continuously remind myself what being in love truly means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring." &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=1711966&amp;amp;textreg=0&amp;amp;query=live+and+move"&gt;Acts 17: 28&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;I believe the "him" referred to is Infinite Love, God, the true Self. I live and have my being in Love. Love is the body of Light that is everywhere present that I move in. It is rather like experiencing the world from the comforts of my car (if I had one). The car is me and its interior matches my own personal tastes i.e. right temperature, music I like, comfortable seats, and meets all my needs. This is my Love cocoon. This car is a lot larger, however, than normal cars; it is vast beyond measure. In fact I experience the entire universe within this car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this space of Love I can love my beloved with the knowledge that my love can never be depleted. From this space of Love I know I am loved whether I'm in a relationship or not. From this space of Love, I know I am love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can also experience the world from this space of Love without being influenced by the beliefs that are around me. This means I am walking Love, literally .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live and have my being in Love.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can separate me from the Love that I am.&lt;br /&gt;I love sharing the Love that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/06/trusting-in-love.html"&gt;Trusting in Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/devotion.html"&gt;Devotion&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://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-function-and-my-body-are-one.html"&gt;My Function and My Body are One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/charity-begins-and-ends-at-home.html"&gt;Charity Begins and Ends at Home&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/walking-by-faith-and-not-by-sight.html"&gt;Walking by Faith and Not by Sight&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/living-in-love-cocoon.html"&gt;Living in a Love Cocoon&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/nothing-can-separate-us-from-one.html"&gt;Nothing Can Separate Us From the One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/04/i-am-a-star-ship-from-deep-space/"&gt;I am a Star Ship from Deep Space&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-9154985274626085172?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/9154985274626085172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/9154985274626085172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/being-in-love-reminder.html' title='Being in Love - A Reminder'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-6071275047408165181</id><published>2007-07-19T14:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:07:08.408Z</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Drawing Board</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I used to feel very strong emotions of fear, doubt and insecurity. Then I developed a practise of accepting my emotions as they arise. I would see my real Self as a computer screen that accepts everything I express without judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met someone recently with whom I have a deep connection and feel so much love for. I'm now finding I'm feeling all these emotions I thought I had dissolved. I guess they are all welling up inside and wanting to be accepted and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's back to the drawing board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to trust in my Computer to give me the space to express what I'm feeling without judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Computer for your unconditional acceptance of who I am. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/pandoras-box.html"&gt;Pandora's Box&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/non-judgment-and-faith.html"&gt;Non-Judgment and Faith&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/charity-begins-and-ends-at-home.html"&gt;Charity Begins and Ends at Home&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://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/self-acceptance.html"&gt;Self-Acceptance&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/conference.html"&gt;The Conference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-6071275047408165181?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/6071275047408165181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/6071275047408165181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/back-to-drawing-board.html' title='Back to the Drawing Board'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-1896089113194922369</id><published>2007-07-11T11:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:05:22.581Z</updated><title type='text'>Another Day, Another Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The first thing I thought of when I opened my eyes this morning was that today, like every day, is another gift of love from my &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-my-beloved.html"&gt;Beloved&lt;/a&gt; that is Infinite Love, and it is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt an itch in my throat and the urge to cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beloved, could you remove the urge to cough as I can't be bothered to cough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The urge to cough was removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of us would give a gift to someone when you know the gift is faulty? We strive to give the best that we can afford, don't we? If someone tells you the gift was faulty, you would either return it to the shop to be replaced or get your money refunded so you can buy a more suitable gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is a gift that is perfect Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-letter.html"&gt;Love Letter&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/every-day-is-my-day.html"&gt;Every Day is My Day!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/such-perfect-day.html"&gt;Such a Perfect Day&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/gifts-of-love.html"&gt;Gifts of Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-1896089113194922369?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/1896089113194922369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/1896089113194922369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-day-another-gift.html' title='Another Day, Another Gift'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-8827366917534764747</id><published>2007-07-21T09:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:04:22.326Z</updated><title type='text'>Angels are Everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In an email exchange I had with a dear friend, he called me his angel and I called him my angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking that in fact we are all angels. All around us are beings of Light, angels in disguise. As soon as I had the thought, any time I approached someone, the person smiled at me and I returned their smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on my bus ride home, as the bus was pulling away from a particular stop, I noticed a black &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pit_Bull"&gt;Pit Bull Terrier&lt;/a&gt; dog barking at the bus and running alongside it. A woman shouted "Angel!" and the dog ran towards her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? Angels are all around us including our animal friends. I rest my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/we-are-all-children-of-light.html"&gt;We are All Children of Light&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-friends-of-love-light.html"&gt;My Friends of Love-Light&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/angels.html"&gt;Angels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-8827366917534764747?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/8827366917534764747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/8827366917534764747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/angels-are-everywhere.html' title='Angels are Everywhere'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-3626758411683415991</id><published>2007-07-05T13:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T11:29:24.238Z</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I recently shared one of my blog sites with a man that lives in our neighbourhood. He said he would let me know what he thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening as I was walking home, I saw him and we walked home together. He told me he loved my writings. He said they are very simple but they work. I told him I've done complicated stuff and it's not who I am. He said a complicated style wouldn't work with the ideas I'm expressing in my blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back I received the following comment from a friend who came across my blogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I can't even imagine your age: sometimes I feel that you are a young girl with enormous wisdom, and sometimes I just cannot guess.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Writing for me is not an intellectual exercise, but a way to express who I am being, and wisdom is who I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like to write stories I would like to read, that's why I like short punchy pieces. I love that I can look at something or someone at any given time and have a knowing about what that means to me at that moment in time. I love being able to share these insights with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, simplicity is about having an uncluttered consciousness. I have no interest in collecting knowledge for the sake of having knowledge. I am not into collecting stuff for the sake of having stuff. Thanks to the Internet, I can always look up anything I want to know. In any case I already have the answers within me anyway that always attracts to me what I need from the outer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I do write in a simple way that anyone would understand. Most importantly, I write in this style because my nature is simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/travelling-light.html"&gt;Travelling Light&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/wonder-versus-wondering.html"&gt;Wonder versus Wondering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-3626758411683415991?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/3626758411683415991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/3626758411683415991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/simplicity.html' title='Simplicity'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-3607985319480865205</id><published>2007-07-08T14:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T15:33:20.525+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Play Mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As I was queuing up to use the ladies' toilet a woman and her young son and daughter came out of one cubicle. As the little girl was walking by she touched the woman behind me on her stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friend of yours, is she?" I asked the woman and we both giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one thing I love about kids, they have don't pick and choose who to play with. Anyone will do at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-like-little-child-and-you-are-in.html"&gt;Be Like a Little Child and You are in Heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-3607985319480865205?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/3607985319480865205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/3607985319480865205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/play-mate.html' title='Play Mate'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-765136433570989340</id><published>2007-07-22T13:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T14:03:27.775+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Kind of Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;While I was waiting for my bus at the stop, I eavesdropped this boy, around 10 years old or less, speaking to his mother about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harry_Potter"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/a&gt;. For readers who have never heard of the Harry Potter phenomenon (phenomena even), it's a series of books penned by JK Rawlings about a boy called Harry Potter who goes to a school for wizards and the antics he and his friends get up to. I haven't read any of the books but I've seen the first film based on the first book. I thought it was fun but I never got round to seeing the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I could make out from the conversation the boy was having with his mother, they had just come from seeing the latest Harry Potter film and they were discussing the characters. Soon my bus arrived, I got on board and nabbed the last seat available, which was next to this woman who had her nose in a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the journey, the two young guys sitting in front of me left so I swapped seats. Now I was sitting in front of the woman reading her book. It was then I realised she was reading the latest Harry Potter book. The lady looked up from her book and smiled at me and I smiled back. Fancy eavesdropping a conversation of Harry Potter only to find myself sitting in front of a passenger reading a Harry Potter book. Now that's what I call magic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I had the thought all hell seemed to break lose. I heard squeals coming from the other side of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Articulated_bus"&gt;bendy bus&lt;/a&gt;. Several passengers ran towards where I was sitting while a woman and her son ran out of the door which was open. What the hell is going on? It turned out two passengers were having a scuffle and they took their fight outside. One very compassionate passenger said to the driver: "Driver, let them fight, just drive on. I'm late enough as it is." I looked outside and could see two lads at each other's throats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After things calmed down, the woman who had ran outside got back in and the bus took off leaving the gladiators and their spectators behind. I realised the woman was the same one who had been speaking to her son about Harry Potter at that bus stop. I never realised she had got on the same bus. They sat near me. Her son was bawling his eyes out because the scuffle had given him quite a fright. His mother did her best to console him but he kept on bawling and holding his heart. Poor kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the boy and his mother got off I said to the woman opposite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know that boy who was very upset? I heard him talking to his mother about Harry Potter earlier. Here you are reading Harry Potter."&lt;br /&gt;"How funny," she smiled&lt;br /&gt;"It's interesting though how he could watch a Harry Potter film and not get scared, but he looked terrified just now."&lt;br /&gt;"That's because Harry Potter is only fantasy, this is the real world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg to differ. I don't see any difference between the dream called Harry Potter and the dream called travelling by bus. Both have a lot of fight scenes such as what occurred between the two passengers. Both dreams have magic as well. Harry Potter and his friends use wands and incantations to experience magic, and in this dream you only need to think about something and it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later found out from another passenger that the fight started off because one guy didn't like the way the other guy was looking at him. Maybe, they were fighting over who was the better wizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could say that particular bus journey was a kind of magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/black-comedy.html"&gt;Black Comedy&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/dream-is-dream-is-dream.html"&gt;A Dream is a Dream is a Dream&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/2007/01/playfulness.html"&gt;Playfulness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-thats-magic.html"&gt;Now, That's Magic!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/magic.html"&gt;Magic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/magician.html"&gt;The Magician&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-believe-in-magic.html"&gt;I Believe in Magic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-765136433570989340?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/765136433570989340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/765136433570989340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-kind-of-magic.html' title='It&apos;s a Kind of Magic'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-3911415701284350355</id><published>2007-07-23T12:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T13:37:14.839+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Has a Purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;As I was walking to the bus stop I noticed someone had dumped some rubbish. On the bus an empty bottle rolled on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could also see that the rubbish serves a purpose: it is actually people's livelihood. There is a young Polish man, for instance, who cleans our neighbourhood. He's such a nice man to talk to. If everyone kept the neighbourhood clean then he wouldn't have a job, or he would have to find something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People complain about disorder and want peace. Where would lawyers and police officers be if everyone was a model citizen? I'm not saying the dream of peace on earth is not achievable, everyone has to want it, including police officers and lawyers whose livelihood depends on disorder. Otherwise it's just another pipedream to be achieved at some distant future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything under the sun has a purpose. I believe it is up to each of us to decide when we've had enough of playing a particular game and focus our attention elsewhere. That is our freewill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, the purpose for which this blog was created has been served. It is now closed. Anyone interested in what my new purpose is, please go to &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Always&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/immortality.html"&gt;Immortality&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-some-people-dont-want-to-wake-up.html"&gt;Why Some People Don't Want to "Wake Up"&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/dream-of-losing-and-finding.html"&gt;The Dream of Losing and Finding&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-autum-what-mess.html"&gt;It's Autumn! What a Mess!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-3911415701284350355?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/3911415701284350355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/3911415701284350355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/everything-has-purpose.html' title='Everything Has a Purpose'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361016836099170034.post-3899443181390658985</id><published>2007-07-23T13:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T13:15:52.642+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This Blog is Now Closed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For new blog see &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Always&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7361016836099170034-3899443181390658985?l=cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/3899443181390658985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7361016836099170034/posts/default/3899443181390658985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-blog-is-now-closed.html' title='This Blog is Now Closed'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03582092231229657236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09695395187690999876'/></author></entry></feed>