<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208</id><updated>2012-01-01T11:30:15.380Z</updated><title type='text'>Making the Two One</title><subtitle type='html'>Letting my love-light shine through</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-7603255030437258141</id><published>2009-11-10T12:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:43:36.590Z</updated><title type='text'>This Blog is Now Closed</title><content type='html'>If you are interested in following more of my adventures go to &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Making the Two One - Part 2&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/6352019936524391208-7603255030437258141?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7603255030437258141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7603255030437258141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-blog-is-now-closed.html' title='This Blog is Now Closed'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-1808659432267761271</id><published>2009-11-10T11:16:00.014Z</published><updated>2012-01-01T11:23:14.655Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>I believe there are two worlds, the inner and outer; sometimes referred to as heaven and earth. I believe both of these worlds are states of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outer (earth) is what I refer to as the surface mentality based on what is perceived with the senses. The inner world (heaven) is the deeper reality ruled by the heart where we are all united as one. Both worlds give rise to two versions of me, one ruled by the head and communicates through reason and the intellect; and the other by the heart that communicates in feelings, instincts and intuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time both mes were living in parallel worlds until I started to give the inner me a lot more of my attention. I learned that the inner me's ways are a lot different from the outer me. I realised I was a lot happier when I merged the two worlds and let the inner me take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have written lots of articles that demonstrate how I follow my heart, this blog focuses on how I make the two worlds one and let Love take over. In other words, experiencing heaven on earth now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, the articles I'm sharing are my meanings, perspective and model of reality and not meant to instruct readers in any way. Make of them what you will. For my current and previous blogs see &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic4.blogspot.com/p/my-other-blogs.html"&gt;My Other Blogs&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless otherwise stated, all articles are copyright © 2009-2012 Enocia Joseph. You have my permission to copy and distribute articles for personal use only. Please include the link to the particular blog. For any other use other than personal, and any comments you might have, please email &lt;a href="mailto:theoneinall@googlemail.com"&gt;theoneinall@googlemail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHutu-yWMMQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dHutu-yWMMQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-1808659432267761271?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1808659432267761271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1808659432267761271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5550065468651532730</id><published>2009-11-10T11:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-08-03T11:17:35.089+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Articles in Alphabetical Order</title><content type='html'>--A--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/method-to-my-madness.html"&gt;A Method to My Madness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/reminder-that-its-all-good.html"&gt;A Reminder that It's All Good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-day-keeps-doctor-away.html"&gt;A Song a Day Keeps the Doctor Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/acknowledgement.html"&gt;Acknowledgement&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/always-at-one-revisited.html"&gt;Always at One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-so-dream-continues.html"&gt;And So the Dream Continues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-reason-why-i-love-cats.html"&gt;Another Reason Why I LOVE Cats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-in-funk.html"&gt;Are You in a Funk?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--B--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-joy-and-rest-follows.html"&gt;Be Joy and the Rest Follows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/blessings-are-everywhere.html"&gt;Blessings are Everywhere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/celebrity-status.html"&gt;Celebrity Status&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheeky.html"&gt;Cheeky!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/cold-hands-warm-heart.html"&gt;Cold Hands, Warm Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/connections.html"&gt;Connections&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--D--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-food-supplements-and-diets-work.html"&gt;Do Food Supplements and Diets Work?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-worry.html"&gt;Don't Worry!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/dying-of-thirst.html"&gt;Dying of Thirst&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--E--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/everywhere-is-fair-game.html"&gt;Everywhere is Fair Game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--F--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear-is-forgetfulness-of-infinite-self.html"&gt;Fear is Forgetfulness of Infinite Self&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/foster-parent.html"&gt;Foster Parent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="4311683851428594329"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/funny.html"&gt;Funny!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--G--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/generosity.html"&gt;Generosity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-gaga.html"&gt;Going Gaga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-news-2.html"&gt;Good News! - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-news-3.html"&gt;Good News! - 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-ad.html"&gt;Great Ad!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-stuff.html"&gt;Great Stuff!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-voice.html"&gt;Great Voice!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/guilt.html"&gt;Guilt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--H--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/health-and-safety-regulations.html"&gt;Health and Safety Regulations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-me-but.html"&gt;Help Me, But...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-delightful.html"&gt;How Delightful!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-to-get-out-of-sticky-situation.html"&gt;How to Get Out of a Sticky Situation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-see-right-through-you.html"&gt;I Can See Right Through You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wonder.html"&gt;I Wonder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-channels.html"&gt;Infinite Channels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-source.html"&gt;Infinite Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-world-within-or-without.html"&gt;Is the World Within or Without?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-dogs-life.html"&gt;It's a Dog's Life!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-all-good-revisited.html"&gt;It's All Good - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-only-game.html"&gt;It's Only a Game!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--K--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="8078227732793548572"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/kids-of-today.html"&gt;Kids of Today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--L--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-from-master.html"&gt;Learning from the Master&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/letting-love-flow.html"&gt;Letting Love Flow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-symphony.html"&gt;Life is a Symphony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/living-by-my-principles.html"&gt;Living By My Principles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-downloads.html"&gt;Love Downloads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3283447809191989018"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-is-key.html"&gt;Love is the Key&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-makes-you-relax.html"&gt;Love Makes You Relax&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-rules.html"&gt;Love Rules!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3283447809191989018"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/lovely.html"&gt;Lovely!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--M--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/make-love-not-war_23.html"&gt;Make Love Not War&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-than-enough-to-go-round.html"&gt;More Than Enough to Go Round&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/mutual-admiration-society.html"&gt;Mutual Admiration Society&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-friend-tiny.html"&gt;My Friend, Tiny&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-head-says-yes-but-my-heart-says-no.html"&gt;My Head Says Yes But My Heart Says No&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-kind-of-sharing.html"&gt;My Kind of Sharing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-natural-repellant.html"&gt;My Natural Repellent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--N--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/nano-speak.html"&gt;Nano Speak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-explanations-necessary.html"&gt;No Explanations Necessary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-i-know.html"&gt;Now I Know!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--P--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/paradigms-revisited.html"&gt;Paradigms - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Q--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/quote-of-day.html"&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/quote-of-day-2.html"&gt;Quote of the Day - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/quote-of-day-3.html"&gt;Quote of the Day - 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--R--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/receiving-over.html"&gt;Receiving, Over!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--S--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/screen-cleaner.html"&gt;Screen Cleaner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/self-love.html"&gt;Self-Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-in-fun.html"&gt;Sharing in the Fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sharing-versus-giving.html"&gt;Sharing versus Giving&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/shopping-trip.html"&gt;Shopping Trip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-bad-its-good.html"&gt;So Bad, It's Good!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day.html"&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day-2.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day-3.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day-4.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day-5.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day-6_19.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day-7.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-8.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-9.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-10.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-11.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-12.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/song-of-day-13.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/song-of-day-14.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--T--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/tai-chi.html"&gt;Tai Chi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-control.html"&gt;Taking Control&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-control-part-2.html"&gt;Taking Control - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you-my-friend.html"&gt;Thank You, My Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-is-so-pc.html"&gt;That is So PC!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/challenge.html"&gt;The Challenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/future-is-set-in-stone.html"&gt;The Future is Set in Stone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/importance-of-being-in-silence.html"&gt;The Importance of Being in Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/importance-of-being-in-silence-post.html"&gt;The Importance of Being in Silence - Post Script&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspiration-channel.html"&gt;The Inspiration Channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-visible-and-invisible.html"&gt;The Invisible Woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-currency.html"&gt;The Love Currency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/magic-of-intention.html"&gt;The Magic of Intention&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/magic-word.html"&gt;The Magic Word&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-is-always-active.html"&gt;The One is Always Active&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/power-of-relaxation.html"&gt;The Power of Relaxation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/problem-with-thinking.html"&gt;The Problem with Thinking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/purpose-of-prayer.html"&gt;The Purpose of Prayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/shadow.html"&gt;The Shadow Self&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/spiritual-path-revisited.html"&gt;The Spiritual Path - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sun-god.html"&gt;The Sun God&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-lawyers-have-got-soul.html"&gt;These Lawyers Have Got Soul!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-dream-called-life.html"&gt;This Dream Called Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-way.html"&gt;This Way!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-travel-revisited.html"&gt;Time Travel - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/through-looking-glass.html"&gt;Through the Looking Glass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/timely-reminders.html"&gt;Timely Reminders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/transformation.html"&gt;Transformation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--V--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/very-interesting.html"&gt;Very Interesting!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--W--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/watch-this.html"&gt;Watch This!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/wealth-alternative-view.html"&gt;Wealth - An Alternative View&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-talented-singer.html"&gt;What a Talented Singer!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-life.html"&gt;What is Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-really-matters.html"&gt;What Really Matters?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-hurry.html"&gt;What's the Hurry?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/whatever-that-means.html"&gt;Whatever That Means&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-being-good-is-not-enough.html"&gt;When Being Good is Not Enough&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-things-dont-go-according-to-plan.html"&gt;When Things Don't Go According to Plan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-youre-good-and-ready.html"&gt;When You're Good and Ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-you-know-your-back-is-covered.html"&gt;When You Know Your Back is Covered&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-michael-jackson-lives-on-and-on.html"&gt;Why Michael Jackson Lives On and On&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-passion-is-so-important.html"&gt;Why Passion is So Important&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-so-cheerful.html"&gt;Why So Cheerful?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/would-you-adam-and-eve-it.html"&gt;Would You Adam and Eve it?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5550065468651532730?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5550065468651532730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5550065468651532730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/articles-in-alphabetical-order.html' title='Articles in Alphabetical Order'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4890528176677610333</id><published>2009-11-10T11:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:06:58.769Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 14</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this song: "Free" by Ultra Nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all free as freedom is our nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the reminder, Ultra Nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JgRBkjgXHro&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JgRBkjgXHro&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4890528176677610333?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4890528176677610333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4890528176677610333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/song-of-day-14.html' title='Song of the Day - 14'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6755179256163923063</id><published>2009-11-09T16:00:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:50:17.790Z</updated><title type='text'>This Dream Called Life</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when I have my eyes closed, I feel myself as this vast entity being and living as everyone. The other night I felt this person sitting on my face which made me flinch. I also find that in my dreams I'm dreaming other people's experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a dream that I was trying to create a spreadsheet and I seemed to be having difficulty with it. When I woke up out of that dream, I was very relieved it was only a dream, or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later while I was in the library working on the computer, a woman came up to me and asked if I knew anything about "Access" which she needed to convert into a spreadsheet. She said she was having some difficulties with the codes and wondered if I could help her. I said I couldn't help her right at that moment. I also shared my dream and told her maybe I'd been picking up on her thoughts. I knew she would resolve the issue one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon a guy sat next to her who happened to know about spreadsheets and was able to assist her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a dream of infinite possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/acknowledgement.html"&gt;Acknowledgement&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-so-dream-continues.html"&gt;And So the Dream Continues&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-explanations-necessary.html"&gt;No Explanations Necessary&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-is-always-available-directly-or.html"&gt;Help is Always Available Directly or Indirectly&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-you-know-you-are-in-dream.html"&gt;When You Know You are in Dream&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-magic.html"&gt;It's Magic!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreamer.html"&gt;The Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/fluidity.html"&gt;Fluidity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream-is-dream-is-dream-revisited.html"&gt;A Dream is A Dream is a Dream - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/watchers.html"&gt;The Watchers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6755179256163923063?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6755179256163923063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6755179256163923063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-dream-called-life.html' title='This Dream Called Life'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3986414412338797658</id><published>2009-11-09T14:26:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:56:41.700Z</updated><title type='text'>The Magic of Intention</title><content type='html'>I believe intention is a Force in the Universe that can be called upon to experience different aspects of the Infinite. Once the Intention has been put out, it goes to work and never stops working. One powerful intention I believe in is "Everything always works out for the best." This Intention tends to come to life and makes everything work out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I arranged to meet up with a friend but he couldn't make it. After exchanging pissed-off messages with him, my good and faithful friend Intention, kicked in reminding me that all things work out for the best. I focused on other stuff. I also sent a text to my friend which he didn't respond to. I figured he must still be mad at me. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I received a forwarded email from a friend called "I Come in Peace" about a polar bear who came across some tethered huskies but instead of attacking, the bear played with the dogs. According to the report, the polar bear came for two weeks and continued to play with the dogs. (See &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/c_a_bray/2069630876/in/set-72157603992018574/"&gt;photo&lt;/a&gt; of the polar bear and a dog). I knew that forwarded email (which has been going round for the last 2 years) was the magic of Intention at work reflecting to me that my friend and I had both been bears with sore heads and reminding me that "Every moment is full of fun." I forwarded the email to my friend. Although he didn't read the message till the next day, he must have picked up on the playful vibes because I soon received a text from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intention is also will power which can be used to unfold different futures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went to bed I decided that I could choose two night experiences. I could either intend a night where I sleep right through and wake up at 7 am, then go to the bathroom and then sleep some more; or I can intend that I wake up at 3 am. I put out an intention that I was going to wake up, stare at the clock, then spend a couple of hours either meditating or pondering about intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the night I woke up but I had a feeling it wasn't the right time so I went back to sleep. At some point I woke up, stood in front of the clock and stared at it, then realised it was almost 3 am. I then went back to bed and pondered about the power of intention, meditated, then fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intention is my magical friend and guide that helps me navigate the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/kids-of-today.html"&gt;Kids of Today!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/magic-word.html"&gt;The Magic Word&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-core-beliefs.html"&gt;My Core Beliefs&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-feet-were-made-for-walking.html"&gt;These Feet Were Made for Walking&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/cutting-out-middle-man.html"&gt;Cutting Out the Middle Man&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-power.html"&gt;Will Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3986414412338797658?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3986414412338797658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3986414412338797658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/magic-of-intention.html' title='The Magic of Intention'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6283012333148910356</id><published>2009-11-09T13:22:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:54:27.363Z</updated><title type='text'>Remembering 70 Years of Magic</title><content type='html'>It's funny how people have different preoccupations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While one TV channel was focused on remembering those who had died in the Great Wars, another channel was celebrating a great movie that was released in 1939 - &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0032138/"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just LOVE everything about it: the songs, the characters, the story, the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the film has two messages:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we seek we already are;&lt;br /&gt;Where your heart is, is where you'll find your treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful to see the movie again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you "Wizard of Oz" for your wonderful gift of love that will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-channels.html"&gt;Infinite Channels&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-follow-my-heart-every-day-is.html"&gt;When I Follow My Heart, Every Day is Christmas Day&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/self-realisation.html"&gt;Self-Realisation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/being-magic.html"&gt;Being the Magic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/remembrance-day.html"&gt;Remembrance Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6283012333148910356?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6283012333148910356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6283012333148910356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/remembering-70-years-of-magic.html' title='Remembering 70 Years of Magic'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-228654333638211931</id><published>2009-11-09T12:04:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:51:21.566Z</updated><title type='text'>Foster Parent</title><content type='html'>From time to time, I like to review old articles that pertain to whatever I'm experiencing in the current moment. One article I reviewed was &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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, I got chatting to this &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-in-fun.html"&gt;woman&lt;/a&gt; I met in a park and she told me about her cat and dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend said both of them fell pregnant around the same time. After the dog gave birth, she suffered from post-natal depression probably brought caused by the fact that one of her puppies was still-born. The dog wouldn't feed the puppies. As the cat had only recently had her kittens, who were no longer with her, she was still producing milk. The cat took over and suckled the puppies. My friend said they had to separate the cat and dog at feeding time though as the dog got jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was lovely how the cat had fostered the puppies until they were old enough to go to new homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Love is concerned, there are no limits. When the need arises, a cat can behave like a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-in-fun.html"&gt;Sharing in the Fun&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-knows-no-boundaries.html"&gt;Love Knows No Boundaries&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/addicted-to-fags.html"&gt;Addicted to Fags&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-real-family.html"&gt;My Real Family&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/is-blood-thicker-than-water.html"&gt;Is Blood Thicker than Water?&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-228654333638211931?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/228654333638211931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/228654333638211931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/foster-parent.html' title='Foster Parent'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6787527110518203655</id><published>2009-11-09T11:18:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:06:53.576Z</updated><title type='text'>Sharing in the Fun</title><content type='html'>As I was walking home, I exchanged texts with a friend who told me he was taking his kid to the &lt;a href="http://www.bonfirenight.net/bonfire.php"&gt;Bonfire Night&lt;/a&gt;. I thought it would be fun to see some firework display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking past this park, I noticed a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rocket_(firework)"&gt;Rocket&lt;/a&gt; had been released into the sky which displayed lovely colurs. I went looking for the source. The first people I came across were a couple and their son in a push chair. I asked the guy if he had released the Rocket and he said no but he intended to release some. I asked if I could hang out with them and they said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood next to the woman and her baby and we watched her husband light several fireworks which were very pretty. She said it was the first time they were showing their son, who looked about 2, the fireworks. She said she would have liked to go to same Bonfire night my friend was going to but their son was too young and it was too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I later realised the family had also come out with their dog who was very affectionate. He was all over me and loved it when I stroked her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman also shared a lovely story about her cat and dog, which I'll write about in another &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/foster-parent.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we'd watched the fireworks, I wished my friends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing about life is there are always friends everywhere to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/foster-parent.html"&gt;Foster Parent&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-only-game.html"&gt;It's Only a Game!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-me-but.html"&gt;Help Me, But...&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-dogs-life.html"&gt;It's a Dog's Life!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/firework-display.html"&gt;Firework Display&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6787527110518203655?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6787527110518203655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6787527110518203655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/sharing-in-fun.html' title='Sharing in the Fun'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-7959058650112825208</id><published>2009-11-07T14:05:00.020Z</published><updated>2009-12-05T10:31:51.285Z</updated><title type='text'>The Purpose of Prayer</title><content type='html'>I believe God/Love/Source/Spirit/the One is all there is. God is omniscient, omnipresent and omnipotent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe God is like the Internet and each of us is experiencing the Internet from our own unique standpoints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I truly believe God is all knowing it's pointless telling HIM about my problems. HE already knows all the intimate details and how to resolve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I truly believe God is everywhere present, it's pointless panicking about the future. HE has already got the future covered because HE's already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I truly believe God is not only all powerful but the only Power, it's pointless asking HIM to send more light, power or energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I truly believe God has already created all possibilities, it's pointless asking HIM to do anything new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What then is the purpose of prayer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I truly believe in God's allness then prayer is affirming and acknowledging what I believe to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can affirm all that God is by saying: "God/Love is all there is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can acknowledge all that God has already done by saying: "Thank you, God/Love/Sprit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ask God to show me what already is: "Open my eyes so I can see what' is already present"; or "I want to see and experience the evidence of Love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am affirming and acknowledging what already is, heaven and earth becomes one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now rest and receive all that HE has already done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's my kind of prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love simplicity, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/acknowledgement.html"&gt;Acknowledgement&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-youre-good-and-ready.html"&gt;When You're Good and Ready&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear-is-forgetfulness-of-infinite-self.html"&gt;Fear is Forgetfulness of Infinite Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sharing-versus-giving.html"&gt;Sharing versus Giving&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/through-looking-glass.html"&gt;Through the Looking Glass&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-love-starved.html"&gt;For the Love Starved&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/moan-moan-moan.html"&gt;Moan, Moan, Moan!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-all-of-it-now.html"&gt;I Need All of It Now&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/guide-has-been-there-done-that-got-t.html"&gt;The Guide Has Been There, Done That and Got the T-Shirt&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/problem-has-already-been-resolved.html"&gt;The Problem Has Already Been Resolved&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-focus.html"&gt;The Problem with Focus&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-all-is-said-and-done-its-all-been.html"&gt;When All is Said and Done, It's All Been Said and Done&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/activating-love-revisited.html"&gt;Activating Love - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/simplicity.html"&gt;Simplicity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/12/co-creating-with-god.html"&gt;Co-Creating with God&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-are-source-codes_01.html"&gt;We are Source Codes&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/04/wwwgod/"&gt;WWWdotGod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-7959058650112825208?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7959058650112825208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7959058650112825208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/purpose-of-prayer.html' title='The Purpose of Prayer'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-7979208665234139872</id><published>2009-11-07T11:58:00.017Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:31:56.933Z</updated><title type='text'>Acknowledgement</title><content type='html'>I believe that because we are all one in infinite love, whenever I think of someone whether we are on speaking terms or not, whether they are "alive" or "dead"; that person always receives the message and acknowledges receipt directly or indirectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way someone acknowledges my thought directly could be by feeling the need to connect by phone or email. Sometimes the friend would simply forward an email to me just at that moment, which is their way of saying "Got your message."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still another way of acknowledging my thought directly is when I feel the person's presence like I'm being hugged or as if someone is holding my hands. Other times I see flashes of light which is another sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back my Inner Voice/Guide told me to expect an email from a friend who was going to share how they'd experienced our oneness. The email did arrive the next day from a friend I've never met in person but who had been reading my articles. She described how when she and her partner were walking by the river (an experience that was identical to one I'd just had) she saw my face in the sunlight. (See &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/always-at-one.html"&gt;Always at One&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have observed that even if someone doesn't acknowledge my thought directly, they tend to do so indirectly, which I receive as signs such as: see someone who reminds me of the person; hear about or read something that reminds me of the person; and even see the same name as the person. For instance, after sending a message to a friend wishing him and his daughter the very best, I noticed someone had posted a comment on a discussion thread I had been participating in. The person had the same name as my friend's daughter who has a very unusual name. I read that as a sign that my good wishes was being acknowledged in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how we all pretend to be separate I know we are one in Spirit and communicating telepathically all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-michael-jackson-lives-on-and-on.html"&gt;Why Michael Jackson Lives On and On&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/always-at-one-revisited.html"&gt;Always at One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-cant-fool-light.html"&gt;You Can't Fool the Light&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-is-always-available-directly-or.html"&gt;Help is Always Available Directly or Indirectly&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/telepathy.html"&gt;Telepathy&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/friendly-ghosts.html"&gt;Friendly Ghosts&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/things-that-go-bump-in-night.html"&gt;Things that Go Bump in the Night&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/gift-of-love-rose.html"&gt;Gift of Love - The Rose&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/06/news-flash.html"&gt;News Flash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-7979208665234139872?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7979208665234139872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7979208665234139872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/acknowledgement.html' title='Acknowledgement'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-7086963458291590779</id><published>2009-11-07T10:53:00.016Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T12:03:37.472Z</updated><title type='text'>Why Michael Jackson Lives On and On</title><content type='html'>Last night I watched two programmes on Sky1 dedicated to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Jackson"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt; (MJ). As MJ had been very interested in psychics and other worldly matters, in the first programme they were trying to investigate whether they could get in contact with MJ in spirit. They went to several locations that had been meaningful to MJ including the theatre featured in the "Thriller" video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second programme was a live séance with British medium, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Derek_Acorah"&gt;Derek Acorah&lt;/a&gt;, who intended to channel MJ in spirit. They'd also invited MJ's "superfans" to join the séance. The fans were invited to ask MJ questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether the information passed on from MJ was real is neither here nor there. What felt real to me was for those two hours I was joined with everyone who loved MJ's music, dance and the joy he gave people through his performance. In fact, I even felt this loving presence hugging me. I remember feeling the same loving presence on the night I heard he'd passed away. At first I was devastated like I'd lost someone very special. (I've never felt that way about anyone I've known who has passed away including my father). Then I felt this incredible loving presence around me which dissolved the grief I was feeling. I was inspired to focus on and celebrate all that I love about MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a medium to connect with MJ, all I have to do is speak to him in my thoughts and he's there as a loving presence. I've been speaking to him since I was a child and it makes no difference to me that he's not here in physical form. There's not a single day when I don't think of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MJ's love is very real and lives on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related Michael Jackson articles: &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/many-happy-returns.html"&gt;Many Happy Returns!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-my-nature-to-be-blessed.html"&gt;It is My Nature to Be Blessed&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/channelling-michael-jackson.html"&gt;Channelling Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/influence.html"&gt;Influence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/londons-tribute-to-michael-jackson.html"&gt;London's Tribute to Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-knows-no-boundaries.html"&gt;Love Knows No Boundaries&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/truth-about-michael-jackson.html"&gt;The Truth About Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-holy-communion-with-michael-jackson.html"&gt;My Holy Communion with Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/celebrating-michael-jackson.html"&gt;Celebrating Michael Jackson&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/king-is-dead-long-live-king.html"&gt;The King is Dead; Long Live the King!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/message-to-dear-friend.html"&gt;Message to a Dear Friend&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/milking-it-for-all-its-worth.html"&gt;Milking It For All It's Worth&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/timelessness.html"&gt;Timelessness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-7086963458291590779?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7086963458291590779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7086963458291590779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-michael-jackson-lives-on-and-on.html' title='Why Michael Jackson Lives On and On'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5348451838381614642</id><published>2009-11-06T15:23:00.022Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:29:40.235Z</updated><title type='text'>Do Food Supplements and Diets Work?</title><content type='html'>To whom it may concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I took any vitamins and food supplements was 9 years ago. I believed it was time to clear myself of my dependency on them and trust in my body's innate ability to heal and regenerate itself. Two years before that, I had stopped using drugs and prescription medication even though I had been taking prescription drugs for a recurring migraine for over 15 years. I did have a relapse in 2003 when I fell ill and had to go into hospital and was put on a drip for a few hours. They did their tests but couldn't find anything wrong with me. After I was discharged on the same day, I didn't take any of the prescription drugs recommended and relied on prayer for healing. (See &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/not-all-suffering-is.html"&gt;Not All Suffering Is&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years when I've experienced migraines, I've depended on prayer and affirmations for healing. (See &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-heals.html"&gt;Love Heals&lt;/a&gt; for demonstrations of healing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust this clears up any misunderstanding about my needing to take vitamins to protect myself from colds or that I do indeed need to protect myself. As long as I'm being true to what I believe, I am fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust in Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-so-dream-continues.html"&gt;And So the Dream Continues&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/receiving-over.html"&gt;Receiving, Over!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/shining-in-every-moment.html"&gt;Shining in Every Moment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-pandemic.html"&gt;The Love Pandemic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/power-of-unbelief.html"&gt;The Power of Unbelief&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/importance-of-good-diet.html"&gt;The Importance of a Good Diet&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-heals.html"&gt;Love Heals&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/05/loves-omnipresence.html"&gt;Love's Omnipresence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/changing-frequencies.html"&gt;Changing Frequencies&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/problem-with-you-people.html"&gt;The Problem With You People&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/womans-right-to-plug-out-of-system.html"&gt;A Woman's Right to Plug Out of the System&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/make-up-tips.html"&gt;Make-up Tips&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/forever-young.html"&gt;Forever Young&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/reminder-to-be-myself.html"&gt;A Reminder to Be Myself&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-seems-to-be-problem.html"&gt;What Seems to be the Problem?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/06/weaning_18.html"&gt;Weaning&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/resist-not-evil.html"&gt;Resist Not Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: The following article was previously posted on my &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-food-supplements-and-diets-work_14.html"&gt;Vector8 Journals&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, December 14, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/12/do-food-supplements-and-diets-work_14.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do Food Supplements and Diets Work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Not that which goeth into the mouth defileth a man; but that which cometh out of the mouth, this defileth a man." (Matthew 15: 11)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I watched a documentary last night about nutrition. The journalist questioned whether food supplements and diets work, or whether they are one big scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only speak from my own experience that food supplements and diets work if you believe they do. I'm now going to list my food history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many people, I believed certain food products were good and others were bad. While I was at college, I stopped eating junk food, which I was addicted to at the time. It was very easy to give up "junk" because I believed they were bad for me. Alas, I replaced one addiction for another - fizzy drinks. My skin was always blotchy. I believed my skin would look a lot better as if I stopped drinking fizzies so one day I did. Because I believed my skin would improve, it did. I didn't touch pop for years. I also stopped eating chocolate which I thought had too much sugar and was bad for my skin. I went for five years without chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new fad was health supplements which I believed would make me feel healthier. I bought the most expensive brand recommended by a health magazine. I guess I believed more money meant better quality. Then I changed from taking tablets to supplements in a powder form, which I dissolved in fruit juice and had for breakfast. This product was supposed to give you a lot more energy. Because I believed in the product, I seem to have more energy. Then I started planning my holidays. I didn't want to lug it around with me, so I decided to give it a miss for a month and see what happened. I was perfectly fine without the supplement. If I could survive without it for a month, what would happen if I stopped taking them for good? I felt great. Interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say stopping supplements was the end of my food fad! While I had stopped taking supplements, I was still very picky about the types of food I ate. I still believed certain foods made me gain weight, made my skin blotchy or made me weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I was also very particular about the type of bottled water I drank. I wouldn't be seen dead drinking tap water. I followed the nutritionist's advice of drinking one litre of water a day. While I paid frequent visits to the toilet, I felt better for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believed certain cosmetic products worked for my skin, which the experts had told me was "combination." The products I used were very pricey, naturally. I felt and looked great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I decided to become a vegetarian which I believed would make me feel a lot healthier. I only ate organic vegetables. Then I went through a phase of only eating food that was blessed, and so for months I only ate at the Hari Krishna restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There came a point in my life when I didn't have much money. I couldn't, obviously, afford to get my fancy cosmetics and bottled water. I changed to cheaper brands. At first I felt weaker because I truly believed the products were not right for me. Then I started thinking about the nature of reality. Was I simply a body that had to consume the right food or drink to survive, or was I a lot more? I realised I am more than my body, I am the Universe. I also realised food or water doesn't sustain me, the Source of life does. It was time to test this theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped buying bottled water and only drank tap water. I was fine. I even drank water from bathroom taps, which was previously an anathema, and I was still fine. I stopped being a vegetarian and realised I could eat whatever I liked and it wouldn't make any difference to my body because the Universe/Source sustains me. I could use cheaper skin product or none at all and my skin was still refreshed. I also stopped fretting whenever I had a spot. Instead of getting some product to get rid of it, I trusted in the Source to rejuvenate my skin and it was so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time I stopped using orthodox and alternative medicine. I started trusting in Source for healing and I was healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago I went to my mother's church Christmas dinner. One of my mother's friends at the table asked me how I managed to look so trim. I told her I eat what I like and don't think about it. I also see all food as good. If you're going to go around thinking one food is good and another food is bad, you're bound to experience this reality in your body. Your body will seem to turn against you and make you put on weight, be sick or whatever. Another woman on the table said she drinks hot water after every meal which she believes helps with digestion. Each to their own! I know the omnipotent Source doesn't need my help to digest the food, I let Her get on with the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried many types of cuisines and I am always open to try new ones. The only food I stay away from is avocado, not because it is bad for me, but because I don't particularly enjoy it. My motto is I eat what I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majority of the time I only eat one meal a day, late in the evening. Some people might see this as fasting, I don't. The way I see it, I am always being sustained by the Universe. It makes me realise that I eat out of habit not because the food has any power to keep me alive. Maybe one day I will stop eating food, but I shall have to wean myself off chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts about nutrition is what you believe is what you experience. If you believe you need to eat a balanced meal three times a day, have food supplements, drink one litre of water a day, eat your greens, then this will be what you will experience. I've tried the expert's way and I've proved to myself that there is another reality. I know that I am not just a physical body, I am the Universe. I can, therefore, survive perfectly, thank you, without the nutrition experts' RDA (recommended daily amount) of minerals and vitamins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather take my chances in Source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Universe,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5348451838381614642?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5348451838381614642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5348451838381614642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-food-supplements-and-diets-work.html' title='Do Food Supplements and Diets Work?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-758989027056961947</id><published>2009-11-06T12:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:29:36.586Z</updated><title type='text'>A Reminder that It's All Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Even if I don't like where I'm at or how things are going, I believe it's important to love it anyway. When I'm loving what I don't like I end up seeing the good in it anyway and it turns out good." &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-rough-with-smooth.html"&gt;Taking the Rough with the Smooth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-758989027056961947?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/758989027056961947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/758989027056961947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/reminder-that-its-all-good.html' title='A Reminder that It&apos;s All Good'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8078227732793548572</id><published>2009-11-06T11:24:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:35:18.432Z</updated><title type='text'>Kids of Today!</title><content type='html'>If the media is to be believed, young kids of today are nothing but hooligans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across two kids this morning as they were walking to school. The girl opened the gate, let her brother pass and waited for me to catch up and kept the door open for me to go through. She even said good morning to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw a woman walking her three kids to school and all of them said good morning to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids of today are so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess when I expect kids to be lovely they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/05/power-of-expectations.html"&gt;The Power of Expectations&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/spin-doctor.html"&gt;Spin Doctor&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-old-days.html"&gt;The Good Old Days&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xe1a1wHxTyo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xe1a1wHxTyo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8078227732793548572?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8078227732793548572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8078227732793548572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/kids-of-today.html' title='Kids of Today!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2713195609099849207</id><published>2009-11-06T10:20:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:11:31.307Z</updated><title type='text'>Always at One - Revisited</title><content type='html'>Two nights ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and had an idea to post some links of old articles I'd written about healing on Facebook. One &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-seems-to-be-problem.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; had been inspired by a conversation I'd had with this particular friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day I received an email from the same friend asking if I wanted to meet up but I couldn't make it. I did ask him to keep my mother in prayer, which he promised to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just shows that we are always joined as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe people always pick up on thoughts and good wishes directed at them and then choose whether to act on them or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/connections.html"&gt;Connections&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-you-got-me.html"&gt;OK, You Got Me!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/friendly-ghosts.html"&gt;Friendly Ghosts&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/always-at-one.html"&gt;Always at One&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/what-seems-to-be-problem.html"&gt;What Seems to be the Problem?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2713195609099849207?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2713195609099849207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2713195609099849207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/always-at-one-revisited.html' title='Always at One - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2575027478071669422</id><published>2009-11-06T09:57:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:16:44.861Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 13</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this song, "Fairweather Friend", by Johnny Gill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont be no fairweather friend&lt;br /&gt;Ill be there till the end&lt;br /&gt;Even through stormy weather&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFr_E7quwJM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JFr_E7quwJM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2575027478071669422?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2575027478071669422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2575027478071669422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/song-of-day-13.html' title='Song of the Day - 13'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3835099795849025073</id><published>2009-11-05T16:54:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:14:05.717Z</updated><title type='text'>And So the Dream Continues</title><content type='html'>Earlier today, I accompanied my mother to the hospital to see a consultant. She's been having back pain since her other hip replacement operation and has been getting concerned that the treatment is not working. Although my mother's model of reality is not my way, I support whatver model she believes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we we waiting for my mother to be seen, I had a thought. What if there was some kind of pill that could eliminate all pain, suffering, sickness, old age and death, would people be prepared to take that pill?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm! I doubt if the people who work for the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Health_Service"&gt;NHS&lt;/a&gt; (National Health Service) .i.e. not just the medical practitioners but the various support staff would appreciate such a pill. They would be out of a job. The pharmaceutical and insurance companies wouldn't thank me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the dream continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those in the "spiritual communities" who believe that humanity is going to wake up en masse in a few years, and ascend to a new consciousness, all I can say to you is "You keep dreaming!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/shadow.html"&gt;The Shadow Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-youre-good-and-ready.html"&gt;When You're Good and Ready&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-me-but.html"&gt;Help Me, But...&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-different-world.html"&gt;It's a Different World&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/comedy-sketch.html"&gt;Comedy Sketch&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/wonder-drug.html"&gt;The Wonder Drug&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness-in-practice.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness - In Practice&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/womans-right-to-plug-out-of-system.html"&gt;A Woman's Right to Plug Out of the System&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-is-this-illusion-so-bloody-painful.html"&gt;Why Is this Illusion So Bloody Painful?&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3835099795849025073?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3835099795849025073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3835099795849025073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-so-dream-continues.html' title='And So the Dream Continues'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4587381327760132263</id><published>2009-11-05T10:09:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:44:46.457Z</updated><title type='text'>The Shadow Self</title><content type='html'>I believe the poem "My Shadow" (posted below) by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Louis_Stevenson"&gt;Robert Louis Stevenson&lt;/a&gt; is an excellent representation of what is commonly known as the "devil", "satan", fear and the "shadow self." While the shadow self seems very much real, in truth, it is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe when you realise that who you are is Light which has no oppositiion, the shadow self becomes the nothing that it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear-is-forgetfulness-of-infinite-self.html"&gt;Fear is Forgetfulness of Infinite Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-cannot-attract-something.html"&gt;Nothing Cannot Attract Something&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/switch-light-on.html"&gt;Switch the Light On&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/devil-finds-work-for-idle-hands.html"&gt;The Devil Finds Work for Idle Hands&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-seems-to-be-problem.html"&gt;What Seems to be the Problem?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/04/behind-scenes-what-keeps-us-from-being.html"&gt;Behind the Scenes - What Keeps Us from Being Love?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/nothing-cannot-harm-you.html"&gt;Nothing Cannot Harm You&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/light-versus-darkness-baloney.html"&gt;The Light Versus Darkness Baloney&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/10/is-there-devil.html"&gt;Is There a Devil?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Louis_Stevenson"&gt;Robert Louis Stevenson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,&lt;br /&gt;And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.&lt;br /&gt;He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;&lt;br /&gt;And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow—&lt;br /&gt;Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow;&lt;br /&gt;For he sometimes shoots up taller like an India-rubber ball,&lt;br /&gt;And he sometimes gets so little that there’s none of him at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play,&lt;br /&gt;And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;He stays so close beside me, he’s a coward you can see;&lt;br /&gt;I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, very early, before the sun was up,&lt;br /&gt;I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;&lt;br /&gt;But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head,&lt;br /&gt;Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4587381327760132263?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4587381327760132263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4587381327760132263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/shadow.html' title='The Shadow Self'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6382877264477332683</id><published>2009-11-04T12:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:54:40.979Z</updated><title type='text'>It's Only a Game!</title><content type='html'>As I was walking past this man's greengrocer's stall, I noticed he had a huge &lt;a href="http://www.arsenal.com/home"&gt;Arsenal FC&lt;/a&gt; banner. I couldn't resist teasing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I see you support Arsenal then. Well, I support &lt;a href="http://www.liverpoolfc.tv/"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/a&gt;, the greatest team in the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah? They haven't been that great this season."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Says who? We did beat &lt;a href="http://www.manutd.com/default.sps?pagegid={63600C0C-B276-4CB1-8FB1-3460BE926722}"&gt;Man U&lt;/a&gt;, remember?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How come you didn't beat Arsenal then?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because we were only playing with you and wanted you to win," I said. "We're back in form and we're going to win the league. Just you wait and see."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah right!" he said. "You are playing tomorrow, are you watching the game?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nah, I'll probably just get the results from the Internet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been supporting Liverpool since I was a child. A lot of the time I don't have a clue who the players are or when they're playing, but I just think it's fun supporting Liverpool and wanting them to win. Win or lose, it really doesn't matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe life is rather like football, where people can choose what team or teams to support. The most important thing is to always remember not to take it too seriously as it's only a game. Whether my team is winning or losing, I am always the same. I can never stop being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighten up! Life is only a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as long as I'm in this game, you'll never walk alone, Liverpool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-youre-good-and-ready.html"&gt;When You're Good and Ready&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/driving-me-bonkers.html"&gt;Driving Me Bonkers&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-never-walk-alone.html"&gt;I Never Walk Alone&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-rough-with-smooth.html"&gt;Taking the Rough with the Smooth&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/cheeky.html"&gt;Cheeky!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/playfulness.html"&gt;Playfulness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6382877264477332683?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6382877264477332683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6382877264477332683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-only-game.html' title='It&apos;s Only a Game!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4928579920493584302</id><published>2009-11-04T11:15:00.016Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:33:34.193Z</updated><title type='text'>When You're Good and Ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"We are the Borg. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Borg_(fictional_aliens)"&gt;The Borg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As I was walking through the park, I noticed this cute &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/German_Shepherd_Dog"&gt;German Shepherd dog&lt;/a&gt; sitting on the grass and staring straight ahead. When I called him, he acknowledged me but didn't run towards me. I wondered whether he was being trained to sit. I hoped I hadn't distracted him. At the gates, I noticed this man standing there fiddling with his mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is that dog yours?" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you training him to sit?" I said. "He is very still. I hope I didn't distract him when I called him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm not training him," he chuckled. "He just doesn't want to go home. He does that all the time. As soon as it's time to go home he just sits there. I am waiting for him to come to me when he's good and ready."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were chatting the dog ran over to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Better luck next time, dog!" I teased him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished man and dog a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the man represents Infinite Love/Source, which is our nature. I believe while we are dreaming dreams of limitations and forgetting who we are, Source is always there reminding us of our nature and "waiting" for us to "wake up". I believe whether it takes each individual a day, a week, a year, 10 years, a million years or forever, everyone will wake up to their nature as Source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Source. Resistance is futile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear-is-forgetfulness-of-infinite-self.html"&gt;Fear is Forgetfulness of Infinite Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sun-god.html"&gt;The Sun God&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-mediator-to-source.html"&gt;From Mediator to Source&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dog-self.html"&gt;My Dog Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/surrender-to-love-revisited.html"&gt;Surrender to Love - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/lost-and-found.html"&gt;Lost and Found&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4928579920493584302?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4928579920493584302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4928579920493584302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-youre-good-and-ready.html' title='When You&apos;re Good and Ready'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4174680415249564017</id><published>2009-11-03T14:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-03T14:47:29.610Z</updated><title type='text'>So Bad, It's Good!</title><content type='html'>I believe this has to be one of the most annoying adverts on telly at the moment. It's so bad, it's f*cking brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mJ-6clXHMEw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mJ-6clXHMEw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4174680415249564017?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4174680415249564017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4174680415249564017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-bad-its-good.html' title='So Bad, It&apos;s Good!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-652183050555677606</id><published>2009-11-03T12:12:00.017Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T15:29:00.331Z</updated><title type='text'>Help Me, But...</title><content type='html'>As I was walking home, I came across this guy with several bags of shopping on the ground. He seemed to be taking a rest. I asked if I could help him carry his bags and he said yes. I asked him where he lived, which wasn't far from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked my friend told me that he was dreading winter as he didn't like cold weather. I told him that although I'm used to the weather, I don't like it cold either. My friend said he was from Spain. He said he has lots of African friends and he's even been to Ghana on holidays. As we walked my friend said he believed we are all the same. He also told me how bad he was feeling for helping him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't feel bad! I offered to help, remember?" I said. "Just accept the help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you're going out of your way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not a problem," I said. "People are always helping me so it's good to extend it to others."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached my friend's place he said to me, "I don't know how to thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just give me a hug," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exchanged hugs and I said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking home, I got thinking about my friend's comment about feeling bad for helping him. I believe my friend's feelings represents an inner conflict I have also experienced: a part of me wants an easy and charmed life; while another part resists and prefers the difficult path. Is it any wonder why when a lot of us have been programmed from childhood to expect and receive love and attention only from our loved ones and friends; and to avoid talking to "strangers." The irony is that most abuse and ill-treatment of kids are carried out by people the kids are familiar with. I should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are also programmed that nothing comes for free; our good needs to be earned. So if someone offers you something, there must be an ulterior motive. Another good reason for my friend to feel bad for accepting help from a "stranger" like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time people are open to accept help from "strangers" is during an emergency situation when they are feeling helpless and have no choice but to accept help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way I get round the feeling bad/guilty dilemma is I see and treat everyone (including animals and nature) - visible and invisible - as my friends. In fact, I see the world as one huge Universal Social Network. I believe friends help each other out when they can; and friends receive help without feeling bad or guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am open to receive help from my friends everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear-is-forgetfulness-of-infinite-self.html"&gt;Fear is Forgetfulness of Infinite Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/blessings-are-everywhere.html"&gt;Blessings are Everywhere&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-to-get-out-of-sticky-situation.html"&gt;How to Get Out of a Sticky Situation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-you-know-your-back-is-covered.html"&gt;When You Know Your Back is Covered&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-way.html"&gt;This Way!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sharing-versus-giving.html"&gt;Sharing versus Giving&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/guilt.html"&gt;Guilt&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-act-of-kindness-is-still-reaping.html"&gt;One Act of Kindness is Still Reaping Dividends&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-friends-are-everywhere.html"&gt;My Friends are Everywhere&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-knows-no-boundaries.html"&gt;Love Knows No Boundaries&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/universal-social-network.html"&gt;The Universal Social Network&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-of-sheer-desperation.html"&gt;Out of Sheer Desperation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-real-family.html"&gt;My Real Family&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-paths.html"&gt;The Two Paths&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/living-in-easy-world.html"&gt;Living in Easy World&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/12/making-love.html"&gt;Making Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-652183050555677606?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/652183050555677606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/652183050555677606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/help-me-but.html' title='Help Me, But...'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5570789671498682682</id><published>2009-11-03T10:21:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:09:19.856Z</updated><title type='text'>Driving Me Bonkers</title><content type='html'>When the bus driver got out of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Articulated_bus"&gt;bendy bus&lt;/a&gt; I was in, the passenger sitting beside me said, "How irresponsible of him to get out of the bus like that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's probably finished his shift," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But he should have waited for the other driver before leaving the bus," she said. "What if someone was to come in and drive the bus?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That sounds like fun," I chuckled. "It would be like going for a joyride."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if it's someone who has had enough of living and doesn't mind going to prison? He could take over the bus and we could get abducted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the woman's fears were so unwarranted that I started laughing. With such an imagination, I reckon she should ditch whatever job she's doing and become an author of thrillers. Who knows, her book may even be made into a blockbuster movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When another window seat became available, my friend swapped seats. As she was leaving, I wished her a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new driver got on and we were on our way. At some point, the driver put on the automated Announcer that lists all stops on the way and the final destination. The interesting thing was the Announcer was telling us the right destination but listing all the wrong stops, which I thought was bonkers. I wonder if the Announcer is acting out the passenger's earlier fears. After a while the bus driver shut the Announcer up and we drove in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding on London buses can be such a thrill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear-is-forgetfulness-of-infinite-self.html"&gt;Fear is Forgetfulness of Infinite Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-what-fun.html"&gt;Oh, What Fun!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/grrr.html"&gt;Grrr!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/switching-off.html"&gt;Switching Off&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5570789671498682682?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5570789671498682682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5570789671498682682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/driving-me-bonkers.html' title='Driving Me Bonkers'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2223689657580306639</id><published>2009-11-02T16:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:06:15.652Z</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky!</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this cheeky advert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/03hXmzvKOFc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/03hXmzvKOFc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2223689657580306639?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2223689657580306639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2223689657580306639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheeky.html' title='Cheeky!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5426644466564241603</id><published>2009-11-02T12:26:00.018Z</published><updated>2011-06-21T10:44:14.037+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear is Forgetfulness of Infinite Self</title><content type='html'>In an episode of Star Trek Voyager called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Learning_Curve_(VOY)"&gt;Learning Curve&lt;/a&gt;, Tuvok and four of his students are stuck in a part of the ship and are being overwhelmed by a noxious gas. While they are trying to get out they notice it's getting hotter in the room. When the students start to panic, Tuvok tells them not to succumb to fear. He says people tend to be afraid when they haven't got enough information. He reminds them that the rest of the ship are trying to get them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Tuvok was making an excellent point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the human experience seems fearful at times because we have been programmed to only see things or experience life in parts. I believe instead of identifying myself as "only human" experiencing life in time/space, it's important to identify myself as the &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/infinite-self.html"&gt;Infinite Self&lt;/a&gt; that is in all time, all space, all realities, and in all non-time and all non-space. Then I am Awareness. Even if I don't have a conscious awareness of how things are unfolding, as long as I am aware that I am present in all things then I know all is well because I am already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded of a time when I was feeling fearful about a particular situation. Part of the lyrics of a song was brought to my attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"No matter what tomorrow brings&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there, I’ll be there."&lt;/blockquote&gt;In other words, because the one "I" or Infinite Self is already in the future I was so fearful of, everything was already OK. Everything did work out perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Voyager episode, if the students had remembered that the crew on the ship are always operating in unison at all times, they would have relaxed and just waited for everything to be sorted out. The truth of the matter was that the ship's circuitry was infected by some bacteria; that's why Tuvok and the students were stuck in the first place. The temperature rise was due to the fact that their colleagues were trying to destroy the bacteria. Everything did work out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe fear is forgetfulness of one's identity as Infinite Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I remember that my self is the One Infinite Self then I KNOW things are always working out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/self-love.html"&gt;Self-Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-is-always-active.html"&gt;The One is Always Active&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/bus-announcer.html"&gt;The Bus Announcer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/bolt-of-lightning.html"&gt;Bolt of Lightning&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/biggie-small.html"&gt;Biggie Small&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/self-realisation.html"&gt;Self-Realisation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/future-is-set-in-stone.html"&gt;The Future is Set in Stone&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/satellite-navigation-system.html"&gt;Satellite Navigation System&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/infinite-self.html"&gt;Infinite Self&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/10/ill-be-there-no-matter-what.html"&gt;I'll Be There No Matter What&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-i.html"&gt;The One "I"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5426644466564241603?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5426644466564241603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5426644466564241603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/fear-is-forgetfulness-of-infinite-self.html' title='Fear is Forgetfulness of Infinite Self'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2065078227282551087</id><published>2009-11-02T10:51:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:23:05.811Z</updated><title type='text'>Living By My Principles</title><content type='html'>The other night I watched the classic movie, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Way_We_Were"&gt;The Way We Were&lt;/a&gt;. Katie and Hubbell who knew each other from university meet many years later, fall in love and get married. However, their political and social beliefs drive a huge wedge between them. Katie tries to change to save their marriage but both of them realise that sacrifice is not the answer. Even though Katie falls pregnant, the baby isn't enough to keep them together. They separate after their daughter is born. In the final scene, they meet again years later, quite by chance. Both are now with different partners. Although they still love each other, they can never be together because of their different values and principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was watching the film, I found myself identifying with both characters - Katie's strong convictions and need to live by her principles; and Hubbell's easy going nature. I used to be like Katie - very serious and wanting to change the world - until I realised that the world would be a much better place if I just focused on being true to myself. Then I became like Hubbell and became a lot more easy going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the film raises an important question whether it's possible to remain true to your principles while being in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe being in relationships and living by your principles are not mutually exclusive. As long as I am always being true to who I am and allowing others to do the same, then I am always living by my principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-joy-and-rest-follows.html"&gt;Be Joy and the Rest Follows&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-worry.html"&gt;Don't Worry!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-core-beliefs.html"&gt;My Core Beliefs&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-gives-you-freedom.html"&gt;Love Gives You Freedom&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/power-of-being-true-to-myself.html"&gt;The Power of Being True to MySelf&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-conquers-all.html"&gt;Love Conquers All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-is-only-cause-i-support.html"&gt;Love is the Only Cause I Support&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2065078227282551087?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2065078227282551087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2065078227282551087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/11/living-by-my-principles.html' title='Living By My Principles'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5711168515483023418</id><published>2009-10-31T10:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-10-31T10:38:47.839Z</updated><title type='text'>Blessings are Everywhere</title><content type='html'>So I was queuing up at the checkout at the supermarket. As the conveyor wasn't moving, I moved my grocery so the lady behind could have space to put her grocery before the conveyor belt started moving. She smiled and said thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had paid for my shopping, the lady behind me said she'd forgotten to bring her supermarket loyalty card and asked the shop assistant to let me have her points. I thought that was really sweet of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings are everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-joy-and-rest-follows.html"&gt;Be Joy and the Rest Follows&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-act-of-kindness-is-still-reaping.html"&gt;One Act of Kindness is Still Reaping Dividends&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/blessings-come-in-many-different-forms.html"&gt;Blessings Come in Many Different Forms&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-my-nature-to-be-blessed.html"&gt;It is My Nature to Be Blessed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5711168515483023418?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5711168515483023418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5711168515483023418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/blessings-are-everywhere.html' title='Blessings are Everywhere'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6581803613235795671</id><published>2009-10-30T15:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:14:10.759Z</updated><title type='text'>Cold Hands, Warm Heart</title><content type='html'>When I shook someone's hand the other day, she said "Your hands are cold. You must have a warm heart."  I've heard that statement lots of times as my hands are usually cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night as I was relaxing watching television, I felt this immense heat coming from my heart.  The heat also felt like a force flowing out of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,  I do literally have a warm heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/paving-way.html"&gt;Paving the Way&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/listen-to-your-heart.html"&gt;Listen to Your Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6581803613235795671?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6581803613235795671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6581803613235795671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/cold-hands-warm-heart.html' title='Cold Hands, Warm Heart'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8121016815974056389</id><published>2009-10-29T14:22:00.017Z</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:16:08.798Z</updated><title type='text'>The Magic Word</title><content type='html'>As I've written thousands of articles based on my insights, wonderful experiences and realisations, sometimes I feel the need to relive the experience by reading through old articles. I also find if I'm feeling out of sorts, i.e. not in the Zone, just reading one of my articles is enough to uplift me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discovered a much quicker way to relive my brilliance - choosing a word that not only encompasses all the Abundance, Beauty, Creativity, Freedom, Genius, Happiness, Intelligence, Joy, Light, Love, Magic, Peace, Power, Wisdom and Wonder that I am but represents all my core beliefs? This is my magic word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in my magic word with all my heart. The moment I think of, utter, or chant that word, I am being the Magic that I've shared in my writings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now going to share my magic word and it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I would ever share my magic word with anyone! Get your own! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way I experience being the Magic is by being in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE my magic word and my magic word LOVES me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/importance-of-being-in-silence.html"&gt;The Importance of Being in Silence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/through-looking-glass.html"&gt;Through the Looking Glass&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-core-beliefs.html"&gt;My Core Beliefs&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-zone.html"&gt;In the Zone&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/power-of-affirmations.html"&gt;The Power of Affirmations&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-pure-thought.html"&gt;The Power of Pure Thought&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/03/living-on-love.html"&gt;Living on Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/open-sesame.html"&gt;Open Sesame!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/thought-of-day.html"&gt;Thought of the Day&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/theme-songs.html"&gt;Theme Songs&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/being-magic.html"&gt;Being the Magic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-magic-word.html"&gt;What's the Magic Word?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8121016815974056389?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8121016815974056389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8121016815974056389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/magic-word.html' title='The Magic Word'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3701965314485662774</id><published>2009-10-28T12:04:00.016Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:20:47.143Z</updated><title type='text'>Be Joy and the Rest Follows</title><content type='html'>There's a TV advert for &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wrS-yXXVNMg"&gt;BMW&lt;/a&gt; at the moment whose slogan goes: "...we don't just make cars, we make joy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I don't believe anyone can make joy as joy has always existed and will always exist. I also don't believe anyone can give me joy as joy is who I am, who we all are. It's just that sometimes we forget who we are as joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really LOVE about that advert is the underlying idea that what people are looking to experience each time they buy a product is joy. In other words, they want to be reminded of their nature as infinite joy. It is a view that matches my world view about success which, I believe, is not about how much products you sell, but how much joy you make people feel. Joy comes back to you as things that make you feel good whether it's business opportunities, product sales, wealth, supply, abundance, beauty, entertainment, freedom, happiness, love, peace of mind, harmonious relationships, power, radiant health, wisdom, ideas, magic, wonder...and so much more. Life is then a constant joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of an article I read recently about the British rapper, songwriter and producer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dizzee_Rascal"&gt;Dizzee Rascal&lt;/a&gt; who said he wanted to spread joy around the world. Is it any wonder why his last two songs have been such huge hits? The joy he is sharing has been translated into record sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am being joy, all good things automatically come chasing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-is-key.html"&gt;Love is the Key&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/letting-love-flow.html"&gt;Letting Love Flow&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-so-cheerful.html"&gt;Why So Cheerful?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-currency.html"&gt;The Love Currency&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-there-is-no-magic.html"&gt;Where There is No Magic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/measure-of-success.html"&gt;The Measure of Success&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-and-take.html"&gt;Give and Take&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/love-will-come-to-you.html"&gt;Love Will Come to You&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://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/only-love-is-shared-not-problems.html"&gt;Only Love is Shared, Not Problems!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/just-because.html"&gt;Just Because&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wrS-yXXVNMg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wrS-yXXVNMg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3701965314485662774?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3701965314485662774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3701965314485662774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-joy-and-rest-follows.html' title='Be Joy and the Rest Follows'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4994569594560190635</id><published>2009-10-28T10:03:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T10:28:28.144Z</updated><title type='text'>That is So PC!</title><content type='html'>As I was walking home, I noticed there was a huge traffic jam. A guy in a car beckoned me over and asked if the computer store "PC World" was in the local area. I told him there was one just round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About an hour later, when I was at home, the doorbell rang and my mother and I wondered who it was as we weren't expecting anyone. When I answered the door, it was my mother's friend who said he'd popped in to say hello. He'd also bought her some pomegranate fruit juice. The funny thing was he was carrying the juice in a "PC World" carrier bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, that explains his impromptu visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is so PC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/nano-speak.html"&gt;Nano Speak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4994569594560190635?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4994569594560190635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4994569594560190635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-is-so-pc.html' title='That is So PC!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4781296982576426131</id><published>2009-10-27T15:18:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:41:51.075Z</updated><title type='text'>Nano Speak</title><content type='html'>So as I was walking home, I started pondering about the substance of light which I visualised as infinite tiny workers that are super intelligent. I believe these workers are masters of creation. They remind me of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nanotechnology"&gt;Nanotechnology&lt;/a&gt; that sci-fi writers have theorised about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later as I was channel-hopping on television, I noticed a cartoon I've never heard of before called &lt;a href="http://www.bcdb.com/cartoon_synopsis/84219-Nanoboy_(Series).html"&gt;Nanoboy&lt;/a&gt; about a 10 year old boy going through the usual hassle with his friends. However, whenever there is trouble in the microscopic world that cannot be seen with the naked eyes, the boy is transformed into the superhero "nanoboy" and with a little help from his nano robotic friends, he's able to save the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it takes one nano to know another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-source.html"&gt;Infinite Source&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-takes-one-to-know-one.html"&gt;It Takes One to Know One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-its-important-to-stay-neutral.html"&gt;Why It's Important to Stay Neutral&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/like-attracts-like.html"&gt;Like Attracts Like&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4781296982576426131?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4781296982576426131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4781296982576426131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/nano-speak.html' title='Nano Speak'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4096885696359982310</id><published>2009-10-26T13:58:00.016Z</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:59:29.865Z</updated><title type='text'>Self-Love</title><content type='html'>While I was waiting for a bus, I saw a friend I haven't seen in quite a while. As soon as he saw me he smiled, reached for my hand and kissed it. He asked me why I hadn't been to see him in his flat and urged me to visit him soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to see my core self as Love-Light and see my body as the tool through which I as Love-Light is expressing. I no longer have that view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe my body is not just a tool, it is me. Therefore, when my friend kissed my hand, he was kissing me because I am my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he had kissed my forehead, he would have been kissing me because I am my forehead;&lt;br /&gt;If he had kissed my cheeks, he would have been kissing me because I am my cheeks;&lt;br /&gt;If he had kissed me on the lips, he would have been kissing me because I am my lips;&lt;br /&gt;If he had kissed my breasts, he would have been kissing me because I am my breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't tend to let just anyone kiss my breasts, only a man I'm in an intimate relationship with. Obviously, if I were an actress and it was part of the job, then it wouldn't be such a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, self-love is about loving all of me which includes all parts of my body, every single cell, my feelings, my thoughts, my senses, my beliefs, my experiences, my memories, and my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if a part of my body hurts instead of seeing that part as separate from myself, it's a reminder that a part of me hurts that needs to be loved. If a part of my life is not working, instead of seeing it as separate, I need to acknowledge it as an aspect of me that needs to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to feel offended if a boyfriend was more focused on a certain part of my anatomy. I would accuse him of objectifying my body. I would also remind him that I am not just a body but I have an intellect too. I can now see that it's simply his way of appreciating me. There are many ways he can love me: my body, my sexuality, my beauty, my thoughts, my feelings, my beliefs, my sense of humour, my voice, my laughter, my smile, my moods, my creative expressions, my experiences, my photographs, memories of us together, etc. However he chooses to love me, it's all me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe love has infinite power to heal, liberate, regenerate, restore, and transform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love and appreciate all of me in every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sharing-versus-giving.html"&gt;Sharing versus Giving&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/reprogramming-memory-body.html"&gt;Reprogramming the Memory Body&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/same-old-me.html"&gt;Same Old Me&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/every-second-counts.html"&gt;Every Second Counts&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/sending-hugs-and-kisses.html"&gt;Sending Hugs and Kisses&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/of-course-i-am-my-body.html"&gt;Of Course I am My Body!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/tlc-tender-loving-care.html"&gt;TLC - Tender Loving Care&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://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://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/self-acceptance.html"&gt;Self-Acceptance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4096885696359982310?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4096885696359982310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4096885696359982310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/self-love.html' title='Self-Love'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-1974978321248470659</id><published>2009-10-26T12:01:00.014Z</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:43:23.993Z</updated><title type='text'>Love is the Key</title><content type='html'>I believe when I'm following my heart by being true to myself and doing what I love, I am being the key to my heart's desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back my after watching a Reality TV show called &lt;a href="http://feeds.bbc.co.uk/sing/choir/about.shtml"&gt;The Choir&lt;/a&gt; about how &lt;a href="http://www.garethmalone.com/index.php?view=about"&gt;Gareth Malone&lt;/a&gt; tries to unite a community by setting up a choir, my mother was so inspired that she asked me to look up the website to see if there were any local choir. I couldn't find any at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, on my way to meet a friend who lives a few miles up the road from me, I decided to take a stroll, which I really enjoy. On the way, I noticed this huge sign on a building about a local community choir, which I thought was just what my mother was looking for. When I told her about the choir she thought I was making it up. Anyway, I've given her the details and it's up to her whether she follows her dream of singing in a choir or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back when I was taking a walk with a friend via the local canal, both of us noticed these huge boats on the other side and wondered what they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, as I was going for a walk, I noticed this sign for an &lt;a href="http://artarc-collective.com/"&gt;art gallery&lt;/a&gt;, which I'd never noticed before. Like a mouse following the sweet aroma of cheese, I followed the signs which kept pointing ahead. At one point I could no longer see the signs. I asked this man and he pointed to a building. When I walked into the building I realised it was a restaurant. I asked the restaurant staff if they knew of an art gallery in the vicinity and they pointed the way. It was then I noticed a path with the "cheese trail" leading to the gallery. I was delighted to discover that one of the boats I had been wondering about was the art gallery, which was exhibiting African and diasporan art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met some lovely people in the gallery. It turned out two of the guests had made a reservation at the same restaurant I had been to earlier to ask for directions. The art director also invited me to a poetry and music event that will be hosted in the second boat, which is a fantastic space that can be rented out for various cultural events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the key to the desires of my heart is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I follow my heart, every day is Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-to-get-out-of-sticky-situation.html"&gt;How to Get Out of a Sticky Situation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/make-love-not-war_23.html"&gt;Make Love Not War&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-is-always-available-directly-or.html"&gt;Help is Always Available Directly or Indirectly&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/biggie-small.html"&gt;Biggie Small&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-its-important-to-follow-my-heart.html"&gt;Why It's Important to Follow My Heart&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-follow-my-heart-every-day-is.html"&gt;When I Follow My Heart, Every Day is Christmas Day&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/03/good-omen.html"&gt;A Good Omen&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/trusting-in-my-path-taking-dog-for-walk.html"&gt;Trusting in my Path; Taking the Dog for a Walk&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-sign.html"&gt;It's a Sign!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-1974978321248470659?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1974978321248470659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1974978321248470659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-is-key.html' title='Love is the Key'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-1236781148650398414</id><published>2009-10-25T13:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:08:45.612Z</updated><title type='text'>My Kind of Sharing</title><content type='html'>I went to an cultural event yesterday called "Sound and Taste of Africa" where the host shared music from Africa. I even remembered a couple of the songs from childhood. It was a nice trip down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also shared some delicious Ghanaian food, which was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also met some lovely people I enjoyed chatting to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that's my idea of sharing i.e. share who you are and what you believe in without getting into some heavy discussions about your beliefs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long live multiculturalism, I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sharing-versus-giving.html"&gt;Sharing versus Giving&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-worry.html"&gt;Don't Worry!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/proud-to-be-british.html"&gt;Proud to be British&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-1236781148650398414?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1236781148650398414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1236781148650398414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-kind-of-sharing.html' title='My Kind of Sharing'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6729753068959548153</id><published>2009-10-25T13:24:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-10-26T12:33:55.696Z</updated><title type='text'>How to Get Out of a Sticky Situation</title><content type='html'>I believe just as there are human experts, there are invisible experts who are constantly inspiring us with new ideas. I call them "the fixers." It's a matter of listening for the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was trying to glue something with super glue I ended up getting some on the tips of my fingers. At least I had the good sense not to get my fingers stuck together. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I get out of this sticky situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help! I called out in thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this idea to use my nail file. So I ended up filing the tips of my fingers which removed the glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-is-always-available-directly-or.html"&gt;Help is Always Available Directly or Indirectly&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/calling-in-professionals.html"&gt;Calling in the Professionals&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/fixers.html"&gt;The Fixers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6729753068959548153?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6729753068959548153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6729753068959548153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-to-get-out-of-sticky-situation.html' title='How to Get Out of a Sticky Situation'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6424722481952336541</id><published>2009-10-23T17:45:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T18:28:59.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Know Your Back is Covered</title><content type='html'>What if you knew one person who: always accepts you as you are; is always there for you no matter what; is helping you fulfil your dreams; always has your best interests at heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you knew 100 people who: always accept you as you are; are always there for you no matter what; are helping you fulfil your dreams; always have your best interests at heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you knew 1 million people who: always accept you as you are; are always there for you no matter what; are helping you fulfill your dreams; always have your best interests at heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you knew the entire universe: always accepts you as you are; is always there for you no matter what; is helping you fulfil your dreams; always has your best interests at heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll know your back is always covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-worry.html"&gt;Don't Worry!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-is-always-active.html"&gt;The One is Always Active&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-love-starved.html"&gt;For the Love Starved&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-what-you-need.html"&gt;I Am What You Need&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/universe-is-always-on-my-side.html"&gt;The Universe is Always on My Side&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/universe-has-got-it-covered.html"&gt;The Universe Has Got It Covered&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6424722481952336541?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6424722481952336541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6424722481952336541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-you-know-your-back-is-covered.html' title='When You Know Your Back is Covered'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3370090249531727819</id><published>2009-10-22T13:07:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T12:47:50.524+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradigms - Revisited</title><content type='html'>A paradigm is a filtering system that I use to experience the world. Simply put, it's like wearing pink tinted spectacles and seeing everything in pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While paradigms make life interesting, they also limit one's experiences. Let's say if I were to choose to experience life purely from a black perspective i.e. only interested in what people of colour did; only wanting to be around black people; etc, while I can spend eternity doing this, I will not be open to the infinite ways of experiencing the world, which makes life so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is the spiritual paradigm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the Bible (&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=3898396&amp;amp;textreg=0&amp;amp;query=works"&gt;John 14: 12&lt;/a&gt;) when Jesus tells his disciples that the works (teaching, healing and other manifestations) he's done they can do and even greater works, I believe this is only possible when we share Jesus paradigm - the spiritual paradigm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I mean by spiritual paradigm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means instead of identifying myself as a person with a certain appearance, likes and dislikes, beliefs, feelings, it's important to know that my identity is boundless Light, Spirit, Infinite Mind. Knowing this intellectually is not sufficient, it's important to experience life as Spirit. This takes committing yourself to only experiencing life from that paradigm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say the paradigm that interests me is the Soul, my essence. As Soul, I am not only boundless Light, Spirit, Infinite Mind, I am unique in my own expression. Therefore, as Soul, I'm not under any pressure to follow someone's teaching or behave in a particular way because it makes me appear spiritual or good, all I have to do is go with what feels right for me at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now feeling like I've had enough of appearing as this human form and just want to be the Soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-worry.html"&gt;Don't Worry!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/letting-love-flow.html"&gt;Letting Love Flow&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sharing-versus-giving.html"&gt;Sharing versus Giving&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/following-my-natural-rhythm-aum.html"&gt;Following My Natural Rhythm - Aum&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-pandemic.html"&gt;The Love Pandemic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/doing-it-my-way.html"&gt;Doing It My Way&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/importance-of-having-glossary.html"&gt;The Importance of Having a Glossary&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html"&gt;The Power of Identification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-paths.html"&gt;The Two Paths&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/dreamer-and-stalker.html"&gt;Dreamer and Stalker&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/being-here-now.html"&gt;Being Here Now&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-go-and-let-all.html"&gt;Let Go and Let All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/filters.html"&gt;Filters&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/paradigms_20.html"&gt;Paradigms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3370090249531727819?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3370090249531727819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3370090249531727819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/paradigms-revisited.html' title='Paradigms - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3586875710962176233</id><published>2009-10-21T15:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T15:55:09.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Health and Safety Regulations</title><content type='html'>While I was browsing in this store, I noticed a shop assistant was standing on a swivel chair, the one that has wheels, which he was using as a ladder to reach a shelf.  He was actually spinning the chair round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, "There's someone who doesn't give two hoots about company health and safety regulations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-one.html"&gt;Good One!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/whose-policy-is-it-anyway.html"&gt;Whose Policy is it Anyway?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3586875710962176233?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3586875710962176233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3586875710962176233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/health-and-safety-regulations.html' title='Health and Safety Regulations'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2749747630184458992</id><published>2009-10-21T12:11:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T15:05:40.357+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Worry!</title><content type='html'>Last night I attended a talk about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Marley"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/a&gt;, which was part of &lt;a href="http://www.black-history-month.co.uk/about_bhm.html"&gt;Black History Month&lt;/a&gt; where black people's achievements are highlighted and celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I appreciate Bob Marley was multi-faceted, as we all are, what appeals to me about his songs that I love is I find them empowering, healing, inspiring and uplifting. For instance, Bob Marley's song "Three Little Birds" always remind me not to worry and that all things work out for the best. That was what had attracted me to the talk in the first place. It was good to see the talk had attracted a mixed audience i.e. white, black and Asians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Bob Marley's music playing in the background, &lt;a href="http://www.chrissalewicz.com/about.html"&gt;Chris Salewicz&lt;/a&gt; read anecdotes from his book about Bob Marley, which I thoroughly enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few in the audience who seemed upset that Chris, who is white, should have the authority to write about Bob Marley's life, even though Chris had clearly stated that he had spent time with Bob and interviewed him. One speaker questioned Chris' motives for writing the book. Another speaker was offended by one anecdote that Chris had shared. Still another speaker wondered why there were "non-blacks" in the audience since this was meant to be about black history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker's question about why there were "non-blacks" in the audience raises an important issue about "blackness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe on the one hand, based on our beliefs, values and world views, everyone's opinion is valid. That is what makes life so rich and diverse. On the other hand, given that each of us is unique, the notion of "blackness” is a tricky identity to deal with. I believe as there are as many ideas of blackness as there are black people, who gets to decide what blackness is? So when two speakers started making assumptions that their views was shared by all and that their idea of "blackness" was universal, I wasn't going to stand for that. I made it very clear that no one can speak on my behalf. I can only share my views based on my perspective and I don't presume what I am feeling applies to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk raises another question - if we are all so unique and diverse, how is it possible for us to unite as the "one love" and "one heart" that Bob Marley sings about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe what unites us is our shared need to be appreciated, free, fulfilled, happy, healthy, loved, and to prosper. Put another way, we all have this drive to love and express who we are. How each of us expresses who we are and what we love are as varied as there are people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though, in my view, the talk turned out into a "circus" which, come to think of it, was quite funny, it was a perfect opportunity to connect with new friends. All things do work out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.chrissalewicz.com/about.html"&gt;Chris&lt;/a&gt; for sharing your passion. I believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Marley"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/challenge.html"&gt;The Challenge&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-things-dont-go-according-to-plan.html"&gt;When Things Don't Go According to Plan&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/comedy-sketch.html"&gt;Comedy Sketch&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-gives-you-freedom.html"&gt;Love Gives You Freedom&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-tomorrow-take-care-of-itself.html"&gt;Let Tomorrow Take Care of Itself&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-mood-are-you-in.html"&gt;What Mood are You In?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/03/curiosity-connects-people.html"&gt;Curiosity Connects People&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/importance-of-having-glossary.html"&gt;The Importance of Having a Glossary&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/freedom-of-expression-revisited.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-melts-grievances-and-grudges.html"&gt;Love Melts Grievances and Grudges&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/your-box-is-empty.html"&gt;Your Box is Empty&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-and-let-go.html"&gt;Love and Let Go&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-dissolves-grudges.html"&gt;Love Dissolves Grudges&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kIjkW6iyXNo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kIjkW6iyXNo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2749747630184458992?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2749747630184458992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2749747630184458992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-worry.html' title='Don&apos;t Worry!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-1010043031391566908</id><published>2009-10-20T13:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:59:07.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Love Flow</title><content type='html'>I've noticed when I'm watching or browsing videos on YouTube, based on stuff I'm interested in, YouTube recommends other videos I might like. One video recommendation, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhN7SG-H-3k&amp;amp;feature=rec-LGOUT-exp_fresh+div-HM"&gt;Yiruma - River Flows in You&lt;/a&gt;, turned out to be a real gem. I have fallen in love with the music, which I think is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, YouTube represents Infinite Love and Its infinite expressions of love. YouTube recommendations represents an inner process that I call my &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-alerts.html"&gt;Love Alert&lt;/a&gt;, where Love is constantly alerting me about expressions that resonate with my being.  Not only do I get alerted pen when I'm awake, I'm alerted when I'm asleep. All I have to do is to say "Yes" to the flow of Love and I get to explore even more wonderful ways of being love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Infinite Love for Your constant flow of ideas and expressions in me.  I LOVE your recommendation!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/receiving-over.html"&gt;Receiving, Over!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-rules.html"&gt;Love Rules!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/bus-announcer.html"&gt;The Bus Announcer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/creativity.html"&gt;Creativity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-resistance.html"&gt;What is Resistance?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-sensor-revisited.html"&gt;The Love Sensor - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-changes-everything-part-2.html"&gt;Love Changes Everything - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-alerts.html"&gt;Love Alerts&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/saying-yes-to-love.html"&gt;Saying Yes to Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhN7SG-H-3k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhN7SG-H-3k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-1010043031391566908?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1010043031391566908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1010043031391566908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/letting-love-flow.html' title='Letting Love Flow'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5528306712414078784</id><published>2009-10-19T15:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:41:39.621+01:00</updated><title type='text'>How Delightful!</title><content type='html'>The Dutch gymnast, Epke Zonderland, is such a joy to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me almost want to be a gymnast. Maybe in my next life. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="313"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sar9xlkYrQQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sar9xlkYrQQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5528306712414078784?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5528306712414078784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5528306712414078784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-delightful.html' title='How Delightful!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3672120763906062047</id><published>2009-10-19T11:47:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T13:56:55.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing versus Giving</title><content type='html'>What's the difference between sharing and giving? I believe that which is given comes with no strings attached while that which is shared comes with strings, conditions and rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say someone gives me £1 million. If the money was given unconditionally, it wouldn't matter what I choose to do with it. It's completely up to me whether I blow the money away, invest it, save it, or give it away. If the giver gets upset about what I do with the money, then it's not a gift but the money is being shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made it very clear that the stories on my blog are copyright to me i.e. they belong to me. I am therefore sharing them with readers, which they can also share on the proviso that the stories are not edited in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same respect, the music videos I post on my blogs are not mine to give away but to be shared. That's why I always put a link to the Source. In fact, a lot of social networking on the Internet is based on sharing ideas, which is all well and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about life as I am experiencing it now? Is my life shared or given?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life was being shared with some entity called GOD the Creator, then there would be rules I have to adhere to. Either do it God's way or I am sentenced to an eternity of damnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is only ONE Life which has multiplied Itself infinite times. In other words, 1 x 1 x1 to infinity is always 1. Therefore, each of us is the ONE with identical qualities and yet unique in our expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also believe this multiplication does not have a beginning. Just as the ONE has always existed, the all of us i.e. the ONE multiplied has always existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the ONE is giving of Itself unconditionally, therefore, life is a gift with no conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe right now in this physical form, I am the ONE in expression. Thus, my body is mine to do with as I see fit. I get to have total freedom of expression and make up my own rules as I go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike money which can be depleted unless I keep adding to it, I can never run out of life because my nature is eternal life. So whether I choose to dream myself living to a particular age and then dying, the truth of the matter is that I am Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can also choose whether to give what I express unconditionally or share them with rules attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way is fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a gift that belongs to me which I can choose to give or share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-day-keeps-doctor-away.html"&gt;A Song a Day Keeps the Doctor Away&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sun-god.html"&gt;The Sun God&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-is-always-active.html"&gt;The One is Always Active&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-life.html"&gt;What is Life?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-control.html"&gt;Taking Control&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-prodigy.html"&gt;What is a Prodigy?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-and-take.html"&gt;Give and Take&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/nobodys-but-my-own.html"&gt;NoBody's But My Own&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-million-english-words.html"&gt;One Million English Words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3672120763906062047?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3672120763906062047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3672120763906062047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sharing-versus-giving.html' title='Sharing versus Giving'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-391704969208852192</id><published>2009-10-19T11:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T12:49:34.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song a Day Keeps the Doctor Away</title><content type='html'>I believe if I were to make a commitment to listen to at least one song I love for the next 1 million days, I would be able to live in the same body for the next 2,739 years. That's my idea of immortality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely up for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a song I LOVE called &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0AmjhX3dHy0"&gt;Scandalous&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mis-Teeq"&gt;Mis-Teeq&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also LOVE how the song has been used in the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uf55ihhOS4M"&gt;Giorgio Armani advert&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-life.html"&gt;What is Life?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/immortality.html"&gt;Immortality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0AmjhX3dHy0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0AmjhX3dHy0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-391704969208852192?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/391704969208852192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/391704969208852192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-day-keeps-doctor-away.html' title='A Song a Day Keeps the Doctor Away'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2619138580832593764</id><published>2009-10-17T15:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T12:34:29.229Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 12</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this song. "Turn It Up" by Us3 from their latest album: "Stop. Think. Run."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/87WcdTj5lbY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/87WcdTj5lbY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2619138580832593764?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2619138580832593764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2619138580832593764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-12.html' title='Song of the Day - 12'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-421192007233934640</id><published>2009-10-17T14:37:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T15:19:35.711+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun God</title><content type='html'>Last night as part of my meditation, I listened to the Aum sound within me, which feels like it's coming from my heart. I had this vision where I saw rays of light radiating from what looked like the sun. I became one of the rays and travelled at light speed back to the sun. In the middle of the sun were the letters "GOD." I knew myself as the sun. I felt tremendous peace being the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fell asleep, I had a dream about this woman who said she never used to like this man until one day he gave her a lift in his car and they connected. As she was telling me the story, I felt the woman and man's love for each other, which was so overwhelming that I burst into tears. I was still weeping when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;We are all the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/following-my-natural-rhythm-aum.html"&gt;Following My Natural Rhythm - Aum&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-source.html"&gt;Infinite Source&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/shining-in-every-moment.html"&gt;Shining in Every Moment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-source-revisited.html"&gt;Being the Source - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-thoughts-on-meditation-haha.html"&gt;Some Thoughts on Meditation - Haha&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/mighty-us.html"&gt;The Mighty Us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-421192007233934640?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/421192007233934640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/421192007233934640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/sun-god.html' title='The Sun God'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8454747437072022602</id><published>2009-10-16T14:06:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:23:53.900+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The One is Always Active</title><content type='html'>I believe there is only One Intelligence, One Power, One Love and this Intelligence is always active.  Here is a demonstration of the ONE in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I start a blog I always have a theme. I also like my photos to reflect whatever theme I have in mind.  Yes, I am very pernickety that way. Although I loved the photos I had posted on my blog, I didn't feel they quite matched the blog theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, an Internet friend brought to my attention a funny photo widget &lt;a href="http://funny.pho.to/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, which enables users to select various kinds of effects for their photographs, I realised it was exactly what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the ONE is: the friend who took my photograph; the friend that brought the website to my attention; the website where I created the first two photos on my blog that now match my current blog theme; my blog; the intelligence behind the widgets and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, the ONE is being the all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was busy playing around with the widgets, I wasn't concerned about how the widgets had been created or who did what. As long as I get the effects I want, that's all that matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the photo widget represents the magic of the ONE. I don't need to worry about the how and the why, all I need to do is trust in the Magic of the ONE and let HIM do HIS thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/importance-of-being-in-silence.html"&gt;The Importance of Being in Silence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/problem-with-thinking.html"&gt;The Problem with Thinking&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-explanations-necessary.html"&gt;No Explanations Necessary&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-one-true-love.html"&gt;My One True Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-habits-die-easily.html"&gt;Old Habits Die Easily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8454747437072022602?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8454747437072022602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8454747437072022602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-is-always-active.html' title='The One is Always Active'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8668515387275017296</id><published>2009-10-16T11:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T11:18:30.287+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 11</title><content type='html'>Beautiful song, beautiful voice. I LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grant Request" by Paolo Nutini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ffJ8xcfqOX0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ffJ8xcfqOX0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8668515387275017296?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8668515387275017296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8668515387275017296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-11.html' title='Song of the Day - 11'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-1113756118160327490</id><published>2009-10-15T14:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T14:39:15.389+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 10</title><content type='html'>I remember when this song first came out, I just LOVED how moody it was, as was the video. I still LOVE it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stupid Girl" by Garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1N29vkIT3eo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1N29vkIT3eo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-1113756118160327490?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1113756118160327490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1113756118160327490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-10.html' title='Song of the Day - 10'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-708657757597605888</id><published>2009-10-14T13:40:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T15:01:36.925+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Error Messages</title><content type='html'>So I sent a friend who is travelling a text message. When I didn't receive a response, I went to read his web page. An error message came up advising me to try again later. (I was able to access the web page an hour later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour and still no response from my friend, I sent him another text message. I received a one line response which didn't seem to acknowledge my earlier text. I sent him another text asking if he'd received my earlier text. The text didn't go through and an error message came up. It took four attempts for my message to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up receiving my friend's earlier message in response to my first text which had been delayed for some reason. His message came through four times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the error in receiving my friend's text message had been mirrored back at me as not being able to access his website?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least we're back in communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In truth, as we are One in Spirit, there is never any breakdown in communication or error messages. I believe we are always communicating with one another in the Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/importance-of-being-in-silence.html"&gt;The Importance of Being in Silence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/shining-in-every-moment.html"&gt;Shining in Every Moment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-contact.html"&gt;No Contact&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/communion.html"&gt;Communion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-708657757597605888?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/708657757597605888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/708657757597605888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/error-messages.html' title='Error Messages'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-187725986475793565</id><published>2009-10-14T13:10:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T13:17:59.868+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Being in Silence - Post Script</title><content type='html'>One reason why I feel it's important to experience life in silence is that it enables me to experience the One "I" in all. In other words, as Silence I am being the Universal "I".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following article was previously posted on my &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-i.html"&gt;Vector8 Journals&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/importance-of-being-in-silence.html"&gt;The Importance of Being in Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, June 11, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-i.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The One "I"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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." (Acts 17: 28)&lt;/blockquote&gt;When I say "I am walking," who is the "I" walking? Well, the "I" can be perceived in two ways. There is the personal I which is a combination of human beliefs and the personal ego, who believes she is moving her legs towards a particular destination and gets tired after a certain number of steps. And then there is the impersonal "I" that is moving the body but is untouched by the movements. This impersonal "I" is the one mover of all whether one is conscious of this or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s say I’m sitting somewhere watching the world go by. When I observe people’s reactions and behaviours without naming their experiences, I am the detached observer. The impersonal "I" is the "detached observer." You see, the impersonal "I" cannot be experienced with the mind. As a human, I can feel pain, pleasure, hot or cold etc which are states of mind. As the impersonal "I", I have no sensations, it’s as if I am not there. When I walk, for instance, as the impersonal "I," the body feels ethereal like empty space in motion, yet, the body appears very much human. The impersonal "I" therefore feels intangible but is very much present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am experiencing life as the personal I when I am passing judgments. By judgments, I mean ascribing a quality or quantity to a thing. Thus, the personal I has a body that is tall or short, fat or thin, male or female, of a particular race, culture, nationality, sexuality, religion, belief, has likes and dislikes etc. This is what makes one human. The impersonal "I" is beyond all definitions and labels, for It is all-embracing and infinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am observing someone, nature or whatever without judgment, I am being the One impersonal "I" of all. The moment I get into judgment or preoccupied with my identity as human, I am experiencing life as the personal I which is limited. Note that there is no judgment about being human, it is just another perspective of life. Similarly, when one is being a cat, one has a different perspective of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" feels empty; the void that is full yet feels empty.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" judges nothing.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" communicates in silence.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" has no sense of smell.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" has no sense of taste.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" is infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to have your cake and eat it too? I mean, can one live as the personal I and the impersonal "I" at the same time? I believe life is the process of expressing the impersonal "I". For instance, as I type this article I am aware of the ideas from the silence seeking expression. I am also aware of the limitations of having to transmute the ideas into words. Thus, it is the impersonal "I" working in harmony with the personal I to achieve what needs to be done. When the personal I aligns her will with the impersonal "I" she is the likeness of the impersonal "I".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the above list of the impersonal "I" as a guide, I'm now going to examine what happens when the impersonal "I" is one with the personal I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" feels empty; the void that is full yet feels empty.&lt;br /&gt;When I walk as the impersonal "I" my body feels light. I also experience the world as formless. I can bang my head against a brick wall and the wall feels like it's not there. I can carry stuff which, in human terms should feel heavy, but feels like nothing. I can dismiss an illness into nothing as I have no sensations to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" judges nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I judge no behaviour. I accept life as it is without judgment. I identity myself only as Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" communicates in silence.&lt;br /&gt;I experience life in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" has no sense of smell.&lt;br /&gt;I have had experiences when I have smelled something I found unpleasant and have switched to the impersonal "I" and had no sense of smell. It is not that the smell was not still present, but the impersonal "I" has no olfactory facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" has no sense of taste.&lt;br /&gt;Not too long ago, my mother prepared a meal that was very spicy. At first I drank lots of water to cool down then I switched to the impersonal "I" and tasted nothing. The only snag about this is the food had no taste at all, nor did I have a sense of having a tongue to taste. I have had chocolate as the impersonal "I" and I might as well have been eating nothing. This is not something I'd recommend if you are a chocoholic like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;To be in bliss means you are not worried about anything or expect to have anything to worry about. You have no thoughts that will make you worry about anything. When you surrender to bliss, you should expect your life and affairs to be blissful i.e. anything that would remove you from that consciousness is erased, such as thoughts, and emotions. As thought-forms are erased, the equivalent experiences are erased from your reality. I am only now beginning to realise the power of bliss to transform anything unlike itself to be like itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" is infinity.&lt;br /&gt;As humans, we are always drawing energy from the infinite "I" which makes our actions unlimited. Imagine what it's like to experience life as the impersonal "I" whose nature is infinity. This means infinite love, bliss, truth, wholeness and all good. Thus, every step I take is the infinite impersonal "I" taking that step. Every word I write is of the infinite impersonal "I". I guess life is expressing the infinite impersonal "I".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impersonal "I" is only a shift of perspective away. This is the easy bit. The challenge is to remember to remain in the consciousness of the impersonal "I". That is what I believe spirituality is about - the practice (or ritual) of being Spirit. One ritual is being in stillness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only the one "I"; the rest are poor imitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I" am Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-187725986475793565?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/187725986475793565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/187725986475793565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/importance-of-being-in-silence-post.html' title='The Importance of Being in Silence - Post Script'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-7119045262409023772</id><published>2009-10-13T16:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:18:39.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 9</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this song: "How Deep is Your Love?" by "The Bee Gees."  I think it's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0076666/"&gt;Saturday Night Fever&lt;/a&gt;, which is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHnZS8mAKGM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHnZS8mAKGM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-7119045262409023772?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7119045262409023772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7119045262409023772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-9.html' title='Song of the Day - 9'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3515585669512610887</id><published>2009-10-13T12:48:00.026+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:56:00.295+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Being in Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Don Juan assured me that inner silence is the avenue that leads to a true suspension of judgment - to a moment when sensory data emanating from the universe at large ceases to be interpreted by the senses; a moment when cognition ceases to be the force which, through usage and repetition, decides the nature of the world." &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Active-Side-Infinity-Carlos-Castaneda/dp/0060192208"&gt;The Active Side of Infinity, Carlos Castaneda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;There are times when I walk into a room and I sense the atmosphere doesn't quite resonate with me. Sometimes I even feel physically sick in such an environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can always choose to walk out of the room. If walking out is not feasible, I can always do something to change the environment so it meets with my liking. I have two choices:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can either "mark my territory" by projecting light and love everywhere which transmutes the environment so it resonates with my light. With this technique I have to constantly remember to project light everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can practise transparency at all times. By this I mean being in silence i.e. have no thoughts. I can still go about my daily affairs, I just do so with no thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Silence, I am being formlessness - that which is free of concepts, beliefs, opinions and rules. It is only when I judge something that it takes on a form that becomes what I believe it is. For instance, if I'm feeling pain, when I experience the sensation from silence, the pain becomes formless. Where there is no form, there is no sensation. Wherever I am, Silence transmutes the thoughts and feelings into formlessness and they slide off me like water off a duck's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Silence, I am no longer a person with a set identity and beliefs, I am being the Infinite Self. In practical terms, I have endless energy, so much that I can afford to give out energy instead of seeking to get from others. The Infinite Self is also a magical being that experiences endless wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I experience life from Silence I get to experience only the good intentions. For instance, when I'm listening to music, I get to experience only the Joy that was intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why being in silence is very important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/importance-of-being-in-silence-post.html"&gt;The Importance of Being in Silence - Post Script&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-world-within-or-without.html"&gt;Is the World Within or Without?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/problem-with-thinking.html"&gt;The Problem with Thinking&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-explanations-necessary.html"&gt;No Explanations Necessary&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-natural-repellant.html"&gt;My Natural Repellant&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-every-morning.html"&gt;New Every Morning&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-things-are-not-worth-taking.html"&gt;Some Things are Not Worth Taking Personally&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/marking-your-territory.html"&gt;Marking Your Territory&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-away-from-home.html"&gt;Home Away From Home&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/dogs-perspective-of-news.html"&gt;A Dog's Perspective of the News&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/self-realisation.html"&gt;Self-Realisation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/mary-and-martha.html"&gt;Mary and Martha&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/emptiness.html"&gt;Emptiness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/12/practising-transparency.html"&gt;Practising Transparency&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/07/formlessness-being-like-bee-and-losing_12.html"&gt;Formlessness, Being Like a Bee and Losing Your Mind&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/06/inner-silence.html"&gt;Inner Silence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/2004/05/experiencing-nothing/"&gt;Experiencing Nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3515585669512610887?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3515585669512610887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3515585669512610887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/importance-of-being-in-silence.html' title='The Importance of Being in Silence'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3004252358289168000</id><published>2009-10-12T14:22:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:14:02.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This Way!</title><content type='html'>As I was going for a walk along the marshes, I noticed this dog sniffing around and running down this path. As I'd never been down that path before I decided to follow the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path led to main road. I decided I didn't want to walk down the road but wanted to go back in the woods. I wondered if there was a way to get me back in. The same dog reappeared from a side entry which led me back into the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, dog friend, for showing me the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-is-always-available-directly-or.html"&gt;Help is Always Available Directly or Indirectly&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/guide-has-been-there-done-that-got-t.html"&gt;The Guide Has Been There, Done That and Got the T-Shirt&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3004252358289168000?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3004252358289168000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3004252358289168000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-way.html' title='This Way!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3322807582550392423</id><published>2009-10-12T12:21:00.020+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:18:15.781Z</updated><title type='text'>Guilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Guilt: punishing yourself before God doesn't." &lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/a/alancohen188581.html"&gt;Alan Cohen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was chatting to a friend about how she was feeling as she's been experiencing pain. She said she was getting better. She believed her pain may have been triggered by guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said when a friend's husband passed away recently, she tried to be there for her calling her every day. When she felt her friend was ready to come out, she invited her to her house. She said her friend was very upset when she came round, which made her feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But why did you feel guilty?" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe, if my husband wasn't around it wouldn't have been so bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you were only trying to love your friend the way you know how," I said. "Why should you feel guilty because you still have your husband?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know. She's also my husband's friend but I couldn't help it. I am always feeling guilty about things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my friend that I don't feel guilt as I believe it's a waste of time and energy. She said if I carried on living without guilt I'm bound to live till 150. She said she had a friend who lived till over 100 and he never felt guilty about anything. He would just do what he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our conversation, just for fun, I sent my friend some funny quotes about guilt. I said I hope they didn't make her feel guilty. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe guilt is an invisible chain that keeps one in bondage. We are conditioned to believe that guilt is our conscience guiding us about what is right or wrong. What is right and wrong anyway? Isn't that based on people's rules and expectations about life that have been accepted as the norm? Instead of listening to the voice of the collective about what I should be doing, I would rather just listen to my own Voice within that never judges me about anything. This Voice accepts who I am and what I choose to experience no matter what. Through my experiences I get to determine what I like or don't like; what works for me or doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if we all lived without guilt? I believe, if we choose, we would be able to live in the same body forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no time or space for guilt. I only have time and space to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-life.html"&gt;What is Life?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspiration-channel.html"&gt;The Inspiration Channel&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/challenge.html"&gt;The Challenge&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/guilty-conscience.html"&gt;Guilty Conscience&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/creation-is-making-something-out-of.html"&gt;Creation is Making Something Out of Nothing&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/power-of-selfishness.html"&gt;The Power of Selfishness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-not-now-how-about-now.html"&gt;If Not Now, How About Now?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-judgment.html"&gt;No Judgment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/devil-finds-work-for-idle-hands.html"&gt;The Devil Finds Work for Idle Hands&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/fitting-square-peg-into-round-hole.html"&gt;Fitting a Square Peg into a Round Hole&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/12/guilt-complex.html"&gt;Guilt Complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3322807582550392423?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3322807582550392423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3322807582550392423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/guilt.html' title='Guilt'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-42522970338931521</id><published>2009-10-12T10:37:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:14:36.254+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, My Friend</title><content type='html'>I was sad to hear that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Gately"&gt;Stephen Gately&lt;/a&gt;, one of the lead singers from the Irish pop group &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boyzone"&gt;Boyzone&lt;/a&gt;, passed away recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your wonderful gifts that you shared with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love forever!&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Here's a piece that was inspired by the "Boy Zone" song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BwNvTQOhJUE"&gt;No Matter What&lt;/a&gt; which was previously posted in my &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/fitting-square-peg-into-round-hole.html"&gt;Freedom, Expression, Being&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, November 24, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/fitting-square-peg-into-round-hole.html"&gt;Fitting a Square Peg into a Round Hole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;No matter what they tell us&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they do&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they teach us&lt;br /&gt;What we believe is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they call us&lt;br /&gt;However they attack&lt;br /&gt;No matter where they take us&lt;br /&gt;We'll find our own way back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny what I believe&lt;br /&gt;I can't be what I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll love forever&lt;br /&gt;I know, no matter what &lt;a href="http://www.allspirit.co.uk/matter.html"&gt;No Matter What, Boyzone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I used to think I had a weak body due to my genetic heritage. I would get tired over little things. Doing a household chore like vacuum cleaning left me exhausted. I would feel sick in the pit of my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I had an insight. Instead of thinking your body is weak and gets tired over little things, what if you're feeling tired because of how you are identifying yourself. It was then I realised that I am spirit trying to make myself flesh; I am the infinite trying to make myself finite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is spirit? Spirit is formless and has no body mass or weight. It is awareness, being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I vacuumed without thought, I didn't know where my body began and where the carpet and vacuum cleaner ended. There was only one of us being in a vacuum cleaning way, effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I try to do anything with force or will power, I'm back to the person with a weak body who gets tired very easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All along I believed I was born with a weak body with very little stamina. Little did I know that I was trying to fit a square peg into a round hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be what I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I am what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-function.html"&gt;My Function&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-42522970338931521?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/42522970338931521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/42522970338931521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-you-my-friend.html' title='Thank You, My Friend'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-7793135242642891663</id><published>2009-10-09T10:59:00.023+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T14:55:32.504+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Forget the self and you will fear nothing, in whatever level of awareness you find yourself to be." &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Active-Side-Infinity-Carlos-Castaneda/dp/0060192208"&gt;The Active Side of Infinity, Carlos Casteneda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last year I watched a TV documentary called &lt;a href="http://www.channel4.com/culture/microsites/C/cutting_edge/alex/"&gt;A Boy Called Alex&lt;/a&gt; about a teenager with cystic fibrosis whose passion for music helps him forget his illness and keeps him going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In last night's sequel called &lt;a href="http://walkergeorgefilms.co.uk/films/5-documentaries/16-alex-a-passion-for-life"&gt;A Passion for Life&lt;/a&gt;, we follow Alex at Cambridge university where he's still pursuing music and conducting. While he still suffers from the illness, his passion for music keeps him going. For instance, while he was conducting, he was so focused that he forgot about how he was feeling. It was only at the end of the concert that he went back to being sick again and had to be admitted to the hospital. We are told at the end of the documentary that after he was discharged, Alex made further plans to set up an orchestra at his university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The documentary got me thinking about what life is. We have got so accustomed to seeing death and decay around us that we've come to accept life as either finite or something that is fragmented. In other words, life happens in one dimension, then it ends and continues in another dimension. In Alex's case, he sees his life as being threatened by some illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe life is not finite or fragmented but that which has no beginning or end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can there be no beginning or ending when there are babies constantly being born and people dying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at the principle of mathematics, which is always constant no matter where you are. Therefore, 2 + 2 = 4 and will always be 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like mathematics, Life is an unchanging principle with no beginning or end. That which has no beginning or end cannot have a beginning and ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then how come we appear to experience beginnings and endings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That which appears to come (be born) and go (die) is only a dream. Only dreams have beginnings and endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the documentary about Alex, when Alex forgot about his self that had a decaying body (the dream) and focused on that which has no beginning or end i.e. music, he was energised. As soon as he focused on the dream, he was back to experiencing the sick body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex's experience reminds me of a passage from &lt;a href="http://www.spirituality.com/dt/book_lookup.jhtml?reference=SH+261:8#jumpto"&gt;Science and Health&lt;/a&gt;, penned by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Baker_Eddy"&gt;Mary Baker Eddy&lt;/a&gt;. In the book, that which dreams and experiences sickness and death is referred to as "mortal mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The effect of mortal mind on health and happiness is seen in this: If one turns away from the body with such absorbed interest as to forget it, the body experiences no pain. Under the strong impulse of a desire to perform his part, a noted actor was accustomed night after night to go upon the stage and sustain his appointed task, walking about as actively as the youngest member of the company. This old man was so lame that he hobbled every day to the theatre, and sat aching in his chair till his cue was spoken, - a signal which made him as oblivious of physical infirmity as if he had inhaled chloroform, though he was in the full possession of his so-called senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detach sense from the body, or matter, which is only a form of human belief, and you may learn the meaning of God, or good, and the nature of the immutable and immortal. Breaking away from the mutations of time and sense, you will neither lose the solid objects and ends of life nor your own identity. Fixing your gaze on the realities supernal, you will rise to the spiritual consciousness of being, even as the bird which has burst from the egg and preens its wings for a skyward flight. &lt;a href="http://www.spirituality.com/dt/book_lookup.jhtml?reference=SH+261:8#jumpto"&gt;Science and Health, p. 261: 8-30&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should forget our bodies in remembering good and the human race. Good demands of man every hour, in which to work out the problem of being. Consecration to good does not lessen man's dependence on God, but heightens it. Neither does consecration diminish man's obligations to God, but shows the paramount necessity of meeting them. Christian Science takes naught from the perfection of God, but it ascribes to Him the entire glory. By putting "off the old man with his deeds," mortals "put on immortality." &lt;a href="http://www.spirituality.com/dt/book_lookup.jhtml?reference=SH+261:8#jumpto"&gt;Science and Health, p. 261: 30-33; p. 262: 1-8&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/blockquote&gt;In the example cited by Mary Baker Eddy, when the actor forgot about his little self and illness and focused on giving of himself in performance, he was fine. The moment he wasn't acting, he was back to limping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about lacking purpose or being unfulfilled. I believe that the quickest way to find fulfilment is to make others happy, even if it's just one person. Another way is to have a passion for a craft/talent, like Alex has for music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years ago, I went through a period of depression and was constantly feeling suicidal. It was only when I started to share what I love every day that I stopped feeling suicidal. I believe the key to immortality is to love every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I forget the self, I am being Life, that which has no beginning or end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love to Alex and his loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/generosity.html"&gt;Generosity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-passion-is-so-important.html"&gt;Why Passion is So Important&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-change-there-then.html"&gt;No Change There Then!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-and-take.html"&gt;Give and Take&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-is-life.html"&gt;Love is Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-life.html"&gt;One Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/continuous-play.html"&gt;Continuous Play&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/path-of-love.html"&gt;The Path of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/immortality.html"&gt;Immortality&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/06/love-great-motivator.html"&gt;Love, the Great Motivator&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/whose-life-is-it-anyway.html"&gt;Whose Life is it Anyway?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3eeyGaTvHmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3eeyGaTvHmk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-7793135242642891663?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7793135242642891663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7793135242642891663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-is-life.html' title='What is Life?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-475409490168420002</id><published>2009-10-08T15:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:31:17.369+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Generosity</title><content type='html'>Every time I log into the Internet, I see evidence galore of people's generous nature as they share their interests and what they love so all of us can enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your generous gifts of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your generosity blesses us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/method-to-my-madness.html"&gt;A Method to My Madness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-and-gratitude.html"&gt;Love and Gratitude&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-is-my-nature-to-be-blessed.html"&gt;It is My Nature to Be Blessed&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-and-take.html"&gt;Give and Take&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/using-gifts-i-have-been-given.html"&gt;Using the Gifts I Have Been Given&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-about-gifts-of-love.html"&gt;More about Gifts of Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-475409490168420002?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/475409490168420002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/475409490168420002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/generosity.html' title='Generosity'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3676428488972337600</id><published>2009-10-08T13:51:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:43:04.364+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Status</title><content type='html'>Years ago I went on this residential writing course with an author whose work I admired. When I met the other students one of them looked very familiar. I asked her if I'd met her before and she said no. It was then I recognised her as a popular A-list actress on British television whose husband was just as popular. By the time we got into the course, I had forgotten all about her celebrity status. She was just another student who was hoping to get constructive feedback from the tutors and the other students to enable her to get better at her craft. I never did get to chat to her on a personal basis as I wasn't drawn to her in that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the bus journey this morning, I noticed this woman waiting at one bus stop who looked vaguely familiar. I recognised as the local MP (Member of Parliament). Among political circles she is quite a celebrity. I've seen her lots of times on television getting into political debates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus she was just like any ordinary person trying to get to wherever she was going. I don't even think anyone else recognised her; if they did no one acknowledged her. She had to stand because the bus was crowded. When the passenger beside me got off, the MP sat beside me. I felt no inclination to engage her in conversation; I just focused on the book I was reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the MP was getting ready to get off a part of me wanted to call out her name and say goodbye but I decided not to. In silence, I wished her a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the celebrity mask, I believe we are all the same. We all want to be fulfilled, happy, loved and prosper at whatever we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/some-thoughts-about-racism-and-bigotry.html"&gt;Some Thoughts about Racism and Bigotry&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/universal-translator.html"&gt;The Universal Translator&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://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://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-is-rapport_05.html"&gt;What is Rapport?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3676428488972337600?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3676428488972337600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3676428488972337600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/celebrity-status.html' title='Celebrity Status'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-7731404472882719469</id><published>2009-10-07T15:20:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:30:00.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Good - Revisited</title><content type='html'>Part of cooking includes thinking of what to cook; shopping for the cooking ingredients; preparing and marinating the meat (if appropriate); chopping vegetables; cooking; enjoying the meal; doing the dishes. Whether you prefer one aspect over another, it's all part of the fun of cooking. If you don't wish to have the experience, either let someone else cook or if you know how to do it, manifest the food out of thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same respect, writing for me has many components to it; some I enjoy and others I'm not too keen on. I enjoy having magical experiences which I express in my own way and publish as stories on my blogs. I am not too keen on the blog maintenance aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One example of blog maintenance is ensuring all my previous blogs are listed on each blog. I'm very pernickety about stuff like that.  It can be quite time-consuming listing all the HTML codes, but that's part and parcel of publishing my writings on my blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first started blogging, I kept the writings in daily order. Then a reader brought to my attention that there were too many writings to plod through. I realised it would make them a lot more accessible if I put the writings in each blog in alphabetical order. Although it was a laborious task, I did achieve my goal. Now my writings are not only easy for readers, they make it very easy for me to look up old articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether it's something I like or dislike, it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-all-good.html"&gt;It's All Good!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-rough-with-smooth.html"&gt;Taking the Rough with the Smooth&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-fun.html"&gt;Have Fun!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-7731404472882719469?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7731404472882719469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7731404472882719469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-all-good-revisited.html' title='It&apos;s All Good - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-392335472247831373</id><published>2009-10-06T11:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:15:53.632+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day - 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"Don Juan assured me that inner silence is the avenue that leads to a true suspension of judgment - to a moment when sensory data emanating from the universe at large ceases to be interpreted by the senses; a moment when cognition ceases to be the force which, through usage and repitition, decides the nature of the world."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Active-Side-Infinity-Carlos-Castaneda/dp/0060192208"&gt;The Active Side of Infinity, Carlos Castaneda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-392335472247831373?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/392335472247831373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/392335472247831373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/quote-of-day-3.html' title='Quote of the Day - 3'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2953005992432603881</id><published>2009-10-05T15:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:07:35.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Trip</title><content type='html'>So I promised to accompany my mother to do some shopping. Before we left, she asked me to get her newspaper from the local newsagent and my bus pass. I had a feeling they wouldn't have my pass at that shop. When I got there, the newsagent told me his pass machine wasn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home with the newspaper, I told mum I was going to have to walk to the next shop across the park to get my pass. On my way out, I wondered whether it was quicker to walk to that shop or to the local tube (underground) station where they sell bus passes. As I got out of the front door, a force took over my feet and I found myself turning right instead of left. Aha, there's my answer! The tube station is obviously closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At I was approaching the tube station I saw this cute guy who seemed lost. I asked him if I could help. He said he was looking for the ticket office but it was closed. I said I was sure it was open as I was going to the same place. As we walked underneath the subway, I asked him where he was off to. He said he was on his way to Stanstead airport to catch a plane to Poland to perform as a DJ. He specialises in House music. When we got to the ticket office, it was open. I wished my friend good luck and he flashed me his wonderful smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later while my mother were out shopping, mum asked me to pop into a shop across to get something while she rested at the bus stop. When I came out, there was this huge traffic jam moving at a steady pace. As much as I enjoy jay-walking I wasn't about to chance it. Suddenly this man ran across the road and started gesticulating in front of the car in front. He was obviously a nutter. While he was busy waving his arms about, the traffic stopped and I crossed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I joined my mother at the bus stop I asked her if she'd noticed how God had used the mad guy to stop the traffic. She said she had noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is so easy when I let the ONE do everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/would-you-adam-and-eve-it.html"&gt;Would You Adam and Eve it?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html"&gt;Is Love the Greatest?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-from-master.html"&gt;Learning from the Master&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/cutting-out-middle-man.html"&gt;Cutting Out the Middle Man&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/paving-way.html"&gt;Paving the Way&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/whose-policy-is-it-anyway.html"&gt;Whose Policy is it Anyway?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/credit-where-credits-due.html"&gt;Credit Where Credit's Due&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-habits-die-easily.html"&gt;Old Habits Die Easily&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/only-one-here.html"&gt;Only One Here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2953005992432603881?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2953005992432603881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2953005992432603881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/shopping-trip.html' title='Shopping Trip'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8039949952343792597</id><published>2009-10-05T12:16:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T13:31:56.924+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You Adam and Eve it?</title><content type='html'>The other day, I re-read the creation story from Genesis in the Bible about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adam_and_Eve"&gt;Adam and Eve&lt;/a&gt;, the first man and woman God created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later I went into town to this bookshop I haven't been to in ages. I figured I would spend a few hours chilling out. After about an hour I had this strong feeling to go home. I figured I'd go for a bus ride instead. Why not catch a bus to the local bus station and then catch my bus home from there? That will give me a longer bus ride home. As I approached the bus stop, I noticed a sign indicating it was temporarily closed. Is the Universe trying to tell me something? As I didn't fancy walking all the way to the next stop, I decided to cross over the road and catch my bus straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus I noticed this couple with a baby about 3 months old (or less) was wearing trainers (sneakers), which I thought were really cute. I decided to sit behind them. I told the baby's mother how much I liked her baby's trainers. The young lady sitting beside me smiled in agreement. She said when her friend had her baby she bought her son some trainers. For the rest of the journey, I chatted to my friend beside me. She said she left university two years ago. I told her I studied media and cultural studies at university; she studied journalism but she decided not to pursue that path. She now works in the charity sector. My friend was such fun and easy to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her what her name was and she said Eve. I asked her if her current boyfriend was her Adam. She said her childhood sweetheart, whom she had a relationship with for 6 years, was (is) called Adam. She even toyed with the idea of having a tattoo with Adam and Eve wearing fig leaves but she didn't get round to doing it. She said when she left home and went to university, they no longer had anything in common so she had to break up with him; but they remain good friends. She said her parents still see Adam as their son. I told my friend that at least she has got an Adam in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you Adam and Eve it? I read about Adam and Eve and I end up meeting an Eve who used to go out with an Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: "Adam and Eve" is the &lt;a href="http://www.cockneyrhymingslang.co.uk/english/B"&gt;Cockney Rhyming slang&lt;/a&gt; for "believe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-i-know.html"&gt;Now I Know!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/tai-chi.html"&gt;Tai Chi&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-visible-and-invisible.html"&gt;The Invisible Woman&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-things-dont-go-according-to-plan.html"&gt;When Things Don't Go According to Plan&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/universal-social-network.html"&gt;The Universal Social Network&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/03/highly-illogical-captain.html"&gt;Highly Illogical, Captain!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-are-chances.html"&gt;What are the Chances?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/enocia-show.html"&gt;The Enocia Show&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/05/real-secret.html"&gt;The REAL Secret&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/05/revisionist-interpretation-of-garden.html"&gt;A Revisionist Interpretation of the Garden of Eden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8039949952343792597?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8039949952343792597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8039949952343792597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/would-you-adam-and-eve-it.html' title='Would You Adam and Eve it?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3773804246995148531</id><published>2009-10-05T12:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T12:10:43.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 8</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this song: "All the Man that I Need" by Whitney Houston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-love-starved.html"&gt;For the Love Starved&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wNU6cWpwH08&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wNU6cWpwH08&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3773804246995148531?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3773804246995148531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3773804246995148531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-of-day-8.html' title='Song of the Day - 8'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5508198517922115170</id><published>2009-10-02T12:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:53:45.427+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future is Set in Stone</title><content type='html'>The Following piece was previoulsy posted at my &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/future-is-set-in-stone.html"&gt;Being the Magic - Part 3&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 5 September 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/future-is-set-in-stone.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Future is Set in Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing about Love is&lt;br /&gt;Love is always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take, Love is already there.&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make, Love is already there.&lt;br /&gt;Every single space, Love is already there.&lt;br /&gt;Every single thought, Love is already there.&lt;br /&gt;Every moment, past, present and future,&lt;br /&gt;Love is already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all realities,&lt;br /&gt;In every single cell and&lt;br /&gt;Atom of the Universe,&lt;br /&gt;Love is already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Love, the creator and sustainer of the Universe,&lt;br /&gt;Is always in all time and all space,&lt;br /&gt;Then the future is set in stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles:  &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-unfolding-perfectly.html"&gt;Life is Unfolding Perfectly&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/truth-or-fiction-who-cares.html"&gt;Truth or Fiction - Who Cares?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/activating-love-revisited.html"&gt;Activating Love - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-travel.html"&gt;Time Travel&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-all-you.html"&gt;It's All You&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/10/ill-be-there-no-matter-what.html"&gt;I'll Be There No Matter What&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5508198517922115170?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5508198517922115170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5508198517922115170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/future-is-set-in-stone.html' title='The Future is Set in Stone'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4958801709793960262</id><published>2009-10-01T13:18:00.027+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T15:54:45.537+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Love the Greatest?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love." &lt;a href="http://www.biblica.com/bible/verse/index.php?q=1corinthians13&amp;amp;niv=yes"&gt;1 Corinthians 13: 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Is Love the greatest power in the Universe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem, I find, with the term "greatest" is that it suggests that there are lesser i.e. greater powers vying for the greatest spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Love is not the greatest power in the Universe; I believe Love is the only Power in the Universe. In other words, there is no other Power to oppose Love. Love is, therefore, all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put another way, all is Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can all be Love when some things appear to cause harm and may even kill you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe it's because most of us have been conditioned to have a split-mind and judge things as good/evil; right/wrong; light/darkness; Real self/ego etc. When you perceive the world as dual, this gives rise to opposing powers.  Love is perceived as the greatest power while others are perceived as lesser. You then experience the world as for and against you.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when I see all as Good or Love with no opposites? In practical terms, regardless of the situation, all things work out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I see everything as good doesn't mean I have to like everything. I can still have preferences as to what I choose to experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, my mother cooked this sauce recently with chicken and oxtail. As I don't particularly like oxtail, I just had the chicken and the sauce. Now if I was really fussy, I wouldn't have had the sauce. The way I see it, it makes no difference that both meats had been cooked in the same dish. Both are good; I just prefer chicken to oxtail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe my mother's sauce represents the universe which comprises infinite realities. I believe one way to avoid a split mind i.e. judging things as good/bad is to choose or focus only on realities I love; and don't judge what I don't wish to experience. Someone else is bound to love what I don't care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of someone else liking what I don't care for, a friend brought a video to my attention recently about a brain training technique called &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnxcOYVzQTw"&gt;SuperBrain Yoga&lt;/a&gt; where you hold part of your ears and do certain exercises. Although it wasn't my cup of tea, I shared it with my mother. She said when she was growing up in Africa, she remembered adults using that same technique to punish their kids when they misbehaved. It just shows how one man's form of enlightenment can be another's instrument of torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is no Power but Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-hurry.html"&gt;What's the Hurry?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-rules.html"&gt;Love Rules!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-its-important-to-stay-neutral.html"&gt;Why It's Important to Stay Neutral&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-pandemic.html"&gt;The Love Pandemic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/importance-of-good-diet.html"&gt;The Importance of a Good Diet&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/05/loves-omnipresence.html"&gt;Love's Omnipresence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/every-second-counts.html"&gt;Every Second Counts&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/unity-consciousness.html"&gt;Unity Consciousness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-was-quick.html"&gt;That was Quick!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/harmfulness-versus-harmlessness.html"&gt;Harmfulness versus Harmlessness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-is-all-in-all.html"&gt;Love is All in All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-is-ego.html"&gt;What is the Ego?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-hate-relationships.html"&gt;Love-Hate Relationships&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/harmless-fun.html"&gt;Harmless Fun&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/2007/02/reminder-to-be-myself.html"&gt;A Reminder to Be Myself&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-is-love.html"&gt;All is Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/01/through-glass-darkly.html"&gt;Through a Glass Darkly&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/where-do-you-focus-your-attention_23.html"&gt;Where Do You Focus Your Attention?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/08/there-is-only-one-power.html"&gt;There is Only One Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4958801709793960262?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4958801709793960262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4958801709793960262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-love-greatest.html' title='Is Love the Greatest?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5485355639661348216</id><published>2009-09-30T16:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:18:42.658+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;"With this album I allowed people to give me a lot of direction. I'd taken four years off before this album and I was a bit apprehensive about doing things single-handedly. I felt like, 'Will the songs I write be relevant?' So I d...ecided not to be pig-headed. I opened up and let other people help me out."&lt;/span&gt; Interview with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ginuwine"&gt;Ginuwine&lt;/a&gt; From "A Real Man," Echoes Magazine (October 2009)&lt;/blockquote&gt;All the best with your new album, "A Man's Thought", Ginuwine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5485355639661348216?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5485355639661348216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5485355639661348216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/quote-of-day-2.html' title='Quote of the Day - 2'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8971893607815729789</id><published>2009-09-30T12:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:32:46.055+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Symphony</title><content type='html'>A few days ago my mother and I went to see "Verdi's Requiem" at the Barbican. I was looking forward to seeing the conductor in action as that is my favourite part of the orchestra. As luck would have it, the seat I had been allocated was right in front of the conductor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a piece I wrote a while back that was posted on my &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-is-symphony.html"&gt;Being the Magic - Part 2&lt;/a&gt; blog, which explains why I love watching conductors in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 18 August 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="8387728166487891380"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-is-symphony.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is a Symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe life is a symphony that is occurring in infinite movements that lasts for eternity. Infinite Love/the ONE is not only the conductor, HE is the instruments, the musicians, the music being expressed, and the rhythm of the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an orchestra, the conductor can direct the flow and rhythm of music by eye and hand movements, facial expression, and emotions. I believe one way the ONE guides the flow of the Universe is through the use of time. For instance, my date and time of birth was when the Conductor indicated that it was time for me to contribute my own unique tune to the concert. Now and again there are rhythm changes when I'm required to step back and simply enjoy the movement. At the right time, the ONE Cosmic Conductor indicates that it's time to move the tempo of the music. That is when I'm inspired to join in the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because there are times when I'm resting doesn't mean I'm not actively participating in the music. As I am part of the Conductor, the music, the musicians and the instruments, I am always participating in the symphony whether I'm playing an instrument or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing about the Symphony is that I don't need to be concerned about how it's unfolding, all I have to do is simply know my oneness with the music and trust in the Cosmic Conductor who will always let me know when the tempo is about to change or when to play my instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm receiving a sign that the tempo is about to change in my life experience. However the music unfolds, I know it will sound even more wonderful because that's the nature of the symphony - wonder and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Symphony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-is-all-in-all.html"&gt;Love is All in All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-conquers-all.html"&gt;Love Conquers All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/taking-command.html"&gt;Taking Command&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/03/timing.html"&gt;Timing&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/being-music.html"&gt;Being the Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8971893607815729789?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8971893607815729789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8971893607815729789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-symphony.html' title='Life is a Symphony'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6033332782977961819</id><published>2009-09-29T16:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T16:38:31.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'>These Lawyers Have Got Soul!</title><content type='html'>A compilation of &lt;a href="http://allymcbeal.tktv.net/"&gt;Ally McBeal&lt;/a&gt; episodes with the lawyers dancing to Barry White's song, "My First, My Last, My Everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DzA67v3hj04&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DzA67v3hj04&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kpirPIEAFIs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kpirPIEAFIs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6033332782977961819?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6033332782977961819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6033332782977961819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-lawyers-have-got-soul.html' title='These Lawyers Have Got Soul!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5640844841586272610</id><published>2009-09-29T12:41:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T13:40:50.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Know!</title><content type='html'>A week ago while I was watching an old episode of &lt;a href="http://allymcbeal.tktv.net/"&gt;Ally McBeal&lt;/a&gt; about the wacky lawyer and her quirky colleagues and clients, the singer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Macy_Gray"&gt;Macy Gray&lt;/a&gt; performed &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qsTk2xp0nvY"&gt;I Try&lt;/a&gt;. That's one of the things I love about "Ally McBeal", they always have stars performing great songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was watching Macy sing, I wondered what she was up to these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward  a week later, last night, I noticed &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dancing_with_the_Stars_(U.S._TV_series)"&gt;Dancing with the Stars&lt;/a&gt; (the dance contest) was on, which my mother wanted to watch. Although I wasn't too keen on it, something told me to watch for a few minutes. While they were introducing the celebrities, I noticed Macy Gray was part of the line-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't stay to watch Macy Gray; I only watched one performance then I went to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, now I know what Macy has been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ceases to amaze me the many creative ways my questions get answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-source.html"&gt;Infinite Source&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wonder.html"&gt;I Wonder&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/creativity.html"&gt;Creativity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5640844841586272610?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5640844841586272610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5640844841586272610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-i-know.html' title='Now I Know!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8986065680704991886</id><published>2009-09-28T11:47:00.019+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:59:28.468+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite Source</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Whoever realizes himself as a son of God, even as Babaji has done, can reach any goal by the infinite powers hidden within him. A common stone locks within itself the secret of stupendous atomic energy; even so, a mortal is yet a powerhouse of divinity." &lt;a href="http://www.thenazareneway.com/Autobiography_of_a_Yogi/Chapter%2034.htm"&gt;Autobiography of a Yogi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I believe there is just not one source, but infinite sources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because God/Love/Spirit/the ONE is omnipresent. Therefore, in every moment the infinitude of Source is fully present: in every single cell of my body; in every individual, animals; all places; all things; all thoughts; realities; everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In practical terms, this means that because the infinitude of Source is always present wherever I am, every moment is an opportunity to experience the wonder of Source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago, a friend (Source) offered me two tickets to see &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Requiem_(Verdi)"&gt;Verdi's Requiem&lt;/a&gt; at the Barbican. I decided to go with my mother. Although I didn't know much about that musical, I was looking forward to watching the conductor perform as I believe that is the most important part of the orchestra. My wish did come true; my seat was right in front of the conductor. It was wonderful watching the conductor directing all the musicians. I enjoyed every single moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, we waited for the bus back at the bus stop right outside the Barbican. For some reason it was taking ages for the bus to arrive. We noticed three going in one direction and nothing coming our way. I got chatting to one passenger who was also waiting for the same bus. I asked her if she'd just been to see "Verdi's Requiem" and she said she'd been to a Bicycle film festival, which showed a series of short films about cycling. I told her an Internet friend had mentioned something about biking weekend. My friend said she'd had enough waiting for the bus and hailed a taxi. She asked me if she could give us a lift for part of our journey. My mother didn't want to accept as she believed we would be going out of our way. As I see it, my friend's offer of a lift was another demonstration of Infinite Source in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my mother was getting frustrated about the buses, which she believed had stopped for the night, I suggested we walk to the main road and see if we could catch other buses from there. As we were walking, two buses drove by. On the main road two guys approached and asked me how to get to a particular place. I told them to wait at the same stop as we were going to the same place. As I chatted to the two guys, I learned they were students and had only moved to London a week ago. They were from a town in the North of England called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doncaster"&gt;Doncaster&lt;/a&gt;. Although I don't know anyone from Doncaster, I told them I knew Doncaster. Years ago when I used to have a relationship with someone who lived up north, I used to catch the train to Doncaster (about 2 hours from London) where my boyfriend would pick me up. We even explored parts of Doncaster. I chatted to my new friends about the town centre, clubs in Doncaster, and student life. It was great fun meeting and travelling with those guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Infinite Source makes every moment an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-channels.html"&gt;Infinite Channels&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-news-3.html"&gt;Good News! - 3&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-mediator-to-source.html"&gt;From Mediator to Source&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/being-source-revisited.html"&gt;Being the Source - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-roads-lead-to-rome.html"&gt;All Roads Lead to Rome&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-picture-and-details-are-one.html"&gt;The Big Picture and the Details are One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/future-is-set-in-stone.html"&gt;The Future is Set in Stone&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-is-symphony.html"&gt;Life is a Symphony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8986065680704991886?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8986065680704991886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8986065680704991886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-source.html' title='Infinite Source'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-1250086328327891334</id><published>2009-09-28T11:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T11:28:36.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 7</title><content type='html'>This song came to mind this morning. "I Feel Free" by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cream_(band)"&gt;Cream&lt;/a&gt;. LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2fLn9Z1G_LE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2fLn9Z1G_LE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-1250086328327891334?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1250086328327891334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1250086328327891334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day-7.html' title='Song of the Day - 7'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5253454854538962507</id><published>2009-09-26T11:21:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:55:03.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformation</title><content type='html'>In the Star Trek Voyager episode called &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nBEs3H26OGk"&gt;The Gift&lt;/a&gt; when Kes is going through a transformation. She finds her telekinetic powers developing at an astonishing rate. In the following scene, she is describing what she believes she's going through:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Neelix: So tell me more about what's happening to you. What does it all mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kes: I don't know and that's what makes it so exciting. It's as if I can see into a place where the distinction between matter and energy and thought no longer exists; and that's only the beginning. I feel as if all the boundaries within me are about to fall away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neelix: It sounds... interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kes: I only have to look at any object, gaze at it, and I can begin to see that the space between the atoms is being filled with something else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kes: I've been thinking about what's been going on and I know what I have to do. It's time for me to leave Voyager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Janeway: Oh, Kes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kes: Something important is happening to me and I want to explore it, but I can't stay here any longer. I'm a danger to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janeway: We're going to get to the bottom of this. The doctor's already working on a new approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kes: Everybody thinks that what's happening is a medical condition. That's not it at all. I'm going through a transformation. I don't know how or why but every cell in my body is telling me I'm changing into something more. .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nBEs3H26OGk"&gt;The Gift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Kes is  transformed into pure energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5253454854538962507?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5253454854538962507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5253454854538962507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/transformation.html' title='Transformation'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3159719110055184035</id><published>2009-09-26T10:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:47:24.229+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the Hurry?</title><content type='html'>As a friend was walking me to the bus stop, I noticed my bus was arriving.  I could have ran but I didn't see any point, especially not in the shoes I had on.  I said out loud that another one will turn up soon.  Another bus turned up about ten minutes later, which gave my friend and I more time to chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the bus journey we  got caught up in a huge traffic jam caused by an earlier accident.  I even noticed the earlier bus in front.  At the local bus garage, while the bus in front was changing drivers, the bus I was in overtook the one in front and we arrived at my destination first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really is no point rushing.  Everything is working out of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-than-enough-to-go-round.html"&gt;More Than Enough to Go Round&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-things-dont-go-according-to-plan.html"&gt;When Things Don't Go According to Plan&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/everything-works-out-perfectly.html"&gt;Everything is Working Out Perfectly&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-rush.html"&gt;What's the Rush?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3159719110055184035?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3159719110055184035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3159719110055184035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-hurry.html' title='What&apos;s the Hurry?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5350431007195384552</id><published>2009-09-25T12:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:37:40.521+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Spoon boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead... only try to realize the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neo: What truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoon boy: There is no spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neo: There is no spoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoon boy: Then you'll see, that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0133093/"&gt;The Matrix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5350431007195384552?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5350431007195384552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5350431007195384552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-211055629291582660</id><published>2009-09-24T14:07:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:52:58.777+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the World Within or Without?</title><content type='html'>I believe there are two ways of experiencing the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the world as outside myself; or I see the world as existing within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I see the world outside of myself, I see things for or against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see the world as within me, I know that despite appearances, all is in perfect harmony with my being. In other words, what appears to be external things, people and experiences are only projected ideas in my consciousness, which I can change instantly by changing my thoughts/feelings/beliefs about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to pick up my mother's prescription from her doctor's surgery, I stopped off at the local shop to buy a bus pass but he said his machine wasn't working. By the time I found a shop that sold one, there wasn't any point getting a bus. I walked the rest of the way, which was a lot more peaceful than travelling on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the surgery, there were several patients waiting at the reception area. One patient was asking a lot of questions and taking up a lot of time. I thought of Peace and felt peaceful and relaxed. I even sent peace to everyone in the surgery and the queue dissolved quickly. When I got the prescription I went next door to the chemist to get the medication. I was very surprised when the pharmacist only gave me one package. I told him I thought there were more but he said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I took the packet home my mother was very upset. She said she hadn't ordered for the drugs I'd been given. She was expecting 6 other medications. She asked me why I hadn't checked. I told her I had no idea what she had ordered. All I do is collect the drugs. I said the doctor had obviously given her the wrong prescription. Mum said she had it mind to ask me to check for 6 medications but she didn't follow her intuition. I suggested that she telephone the surgery. I was prepared to return to the surgery to pick up her drugs. When she did, they acknowledged they'd made a mistake and were not only going to collect the drugs from the pharmacy, they were going to arrange for the drugs to be delivered to her. At least I didn't have to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I see and experience are my thought projections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace is all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/being-visible-and-invisible.html"&gt;The Invisible Woman&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-control-part-2.html"&gt;Taking Control - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/power-of-relaxation.html"&gt;The Power of Relaxation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-different-world.html"&gt;It's a Different World&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-rough-with-smooth.html"&gt;Taking the Rough with the Smooth&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/power-of-being-true-to-myself.html"&gt;The Power of Being True to MySelf&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-all-in-my-head.html"&gt;It's All in My Head&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/2006/07/peace-that-passes-all-understanding.html"&gt;Peace that Passes all Understanding&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/acting-is-being.html"&gt;Acting is Being&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/cosmic-conductor.html"&gt;Cosmic Conductor&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/08/freedom-is-imagination.html"&gt;Freedom is Imagination&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-211055629291582660?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/211055629291582660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/211055629291582660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-world-within-or-without.html' title='Is the World Within or Without?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6254578571943529000</id><published>2009-09-24T13:23:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:58:47.020+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Inspiration Channel</title><content type='html'>Just like there are radio channels that play non-stop music, I believe there is a channel within me that plays non-stop programmes that remind me of who I am.  These come in the form of music, ideas and visions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard a Voice in my head, as clear as day, listing all my attributes. The Voice was so soothing. Here are some of them in alphabetical order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Abundance&lt;br /&gt;You are Beauty&lt;br /&gt;You are Bliss&lt;br /&gt;You are Comfort&lt;br /&gt;You are Freedom&lt;br /&gt;You are Happiness&lt;br /&gt;You are Harmony&lt;br /&gt;You are Hope&lt;br /&gt;You are Infinity&lt;br /&gt;You are Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;You are Joy&lt;br /&gt;You are Light&lt;br /&gt;You are Love&lt;br /&gt;You are Magic&lt;br /&gt;You are Order&lt;br /&gt;You are Passion&lt;br /&gt;You are Peace&lt;br /&gt;You are Power&lt;br /&gt;You are Radiance&lt;br /&gt;You are Wealth&lt;br /&gt;You are Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;You are Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that I am all those attributes and much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful for the Inspirational channel within me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-channels.html"&gt;Infinite Channels&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-love-starved.html"&gt;For the Love Starved&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-what-you-need.html"&gt;I Am What You Need&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/shape-shifter.html"&gt;The Shape Shifter&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/using-gifts-i-have-been-given.html"&gt;Using the Gifts I Have Been Given&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-inner-critic-is-my-greatest-ally.html"&gt;Why the Inner Critic is Now My Greatest Ally&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-vision_10.html"&gt;My Vision&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-inner-dj.html"&gt;My Inner DJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6254578571943529000?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6254578571943529000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6254578571943529000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspiration-channel.html' title='The Inspiration Channel'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-7499602470424639980</id><published>2009-09-23T13:53:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:14:07.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Problem with Thinking</title><content type='html'>I have observed that too much thinking makes me dense. The more thoughts I have, the denser I become, as in &lt;a href="http://www.peevish.co.uk/slang/t.htm"&gt;thick as two short planks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put another way, when I am cluttered with thoughts, it's difficult to see solutions that are ever present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather be in silence. I don't mean sitting in meditation all day long, but experiencing life with no thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that space of "no thoughts" I just let whatever ideas flow effortlessly to meet whatever need there is in that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body also feels very light when I'm not thinking so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think therefore I am dense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/receiving-over.html"&gt;Receiving, Over!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-explanations-necessary.html"&gt;No Explanations Necessary&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-tomorrow-take-care-of-itself.html"&gt;Let Tomorrow Take Care of Itself&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/problem-with-focus.html"&gt;The Problem with Focus&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/destiny-and-density.html"&gt;Destiny and Density&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/simplicity.html"&gt;Simplicity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2004/06/inner-silence.html"&gt;Inner Silence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-7499602470424639980?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7499602470424639980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7499602470424639980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/problem-with-thinking.html' title='The Problem with Thinking'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-6110565225630888742</id><published>2009-09-23T12:27:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T12:53:32.077+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Love Not War</title><content type='html'>Over the last four weeks, I've been following a Reality TV show called &lt;a href="http://feeds.bbc.co.uk/sing/choir/about.shtml"&gt;The Choir&lt;/a&gt; where &lt;a href="http://www.garethmalone.com/index.php?view=about"&gt;Gareth Malone&lt;/a&gt; tries to unite a divided community by setting up a choir, as he believes in the power of singing. Although a lot of people in the area had misgivings about this project and little self-belief, Gareth continued to believe in his vision and the local community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few months, Gareth ended up setting three different choirs. The choir performed at various venues. In the final episode, all three choirs united to perform at a festival in the area. Thousands of people in the local area came out to support the festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People involved in the choir became so passionate about singing that they asked Gareth to stay and become their choirmaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just shows that when you're busy sharing what you love with others, there's no room for conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Gareth, for being such an inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/mutual-admiration-society.html"&gt;Mutual Admiration Society&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-currency.html"&gt;The Love Currency&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/vision-of-love.html"&gt;Vision of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/importance-of-self-belief.html"&gt;The Importance of Self-Belief&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-6110565225630888742?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6110565225630888742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/6110565225630888742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/make-love-not-war_23.html' title='Make Love Not War'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4329392442655387614</id><published>2009-09-23T11:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T11:54:36.243+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutual Admiration Society</title><content type='html'>During my walk home, I decided to take a route I've never taken before. On the way I met this woman walking her dog. (I'm not sure of the dog's breed as it was mixed). I was struck by the beauty of the dog's face, which looked like he was smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What a beautiful face you have!" I said out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached out to touch him, the dog pulled away at his lead and came towards me but his guardian pulled him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, don't touch him!" his guardian said. "Put your hand down so he can sniff you first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my hand in a fist and let the dog sniff me. He licked my hand then he bowed and let me stroke his head. He also sniffed my trousers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I got him from &lt;a href="http://www.battersea.org.uk/"&gt;Battersea Dog's Home&lt;/a&gt;," she said. "He gets nervous around people and goes for them sometimes. I can see he only wanted to say hello to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's lovely!" I stroked my friend some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nice to meet you," the woman said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nice to meet you too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that dog wouldn't attack me. We were too busy admiring each other to get into a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I admire, admires me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-makes-you-relax.html"&gt;Love Makes You Relax&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-dogs-life.html"&gt;It's a Dog's Life!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/05/aha.html"&gt;Aha!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/disobedience-or-love.html"&gt;Disobedience or Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4329392442655387614?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4329392442655387614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4329392442655387614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/mutual-admiration-society.html' title='Mutual Admiration Society'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-1225939521461091021</id><published>2009-09-22T13:50:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T14:20:59.309+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Receiving, Over!</title><content type='html'>As I was walking home, I started having a runny nose, which got worse and worse until I felt like I was coming down with a cold. That's all I bloody need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was only one thing to do, receive all the radiant health I know that already exists NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stopped thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe where there are no thoughts, I am being Infinite Mind and receiving all the Love there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within a few minutes my nose cleared up and I was back to "normal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Universe calling EJ, are you receiving, over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EJ to Universe, receiving, over and out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-channels.html"&gt;Infinite Channels&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-control.html"&gt;Taking Control&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-helps-those-who-help-themselves.html"&gt;God Helps Those Who Help Themselves - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/receive-what-you-have-been-given.html"&gt;Receive What You Have Been Given&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-1225939521461091021?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1225939521461091021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/1225939521461091021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/receiving-over.html' title='Receiving, Over!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8661699213746969978</id><published>2009-09-22T12:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:23:17.003+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Voice!</title><content type='html'>A friend brought the following video to my attention because he liked Bridget Kelly's voice. Apparently, the singer who was meant to perform with Jay-Z couldn't make it and Bridget had to stand in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree, she's got a great voice. Like the song too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-stuff.html"&gt;Great Stuff!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cXE7Wj-zlCI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cXE7Wj-zlCI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8661699213746969978?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8661699213746969978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8661699213746969978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-voice.html' title='Great Voice!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-7993929435228555880</id><published>2009-09-22T11:03:00.020+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:00:01.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Makes You Relax</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of things that are meant to help one relax like meditation, Yoga, massage, music, drinking special kinds of tea, being in nature, stroking a pet, hanging out with friends, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one way to relax, as described in this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2BfzUIBy9A"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; (that a friend brought to my attention), which is about &lt;a href="http://www.skidboot.com/"&gt;David Hartwig&lt;/a&gt; (a horseshoer) and his relationship with his dog, Skidboot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what David has to say about his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Q: What makes a good shoer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: You've got to like a horse and you've got to make that horse know you like it and then he'll relax. In other words, this horse is relaxed. I run my hand up here like this and he don't care and I can sit here all day long. And what makes them not comfortable is if they think you're mad or upset. You want to concentrate on shoeing, not fighting.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I can so relate to this! When I am feeling loved and appreciated, it makes me relax. I am then open to share more of who I am.  Sometimes, all it takes is a smile and you've got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also observed that when I'm loving and appreciating something or someone, they open up to express more of who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes you relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-currency.html"&gt;The Love Currency&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/power-of-relaxation.html"&gt;The Power of Relaxation&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/greatest-gift-is-love.html"&gt;The Greatest Gift is Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-and-fear-cannot-occupy-same-space.html"&gt;Love and Fear Cannot Occupy the Same Space&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/smile.html"&gt;Smile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2BfzUIBy9A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2BfzUIBy9A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-7993929435228555880?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7993929435228555880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/7993929435228555880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-makes-you-relax.html' title='Love Makes You Relax'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-525097568576028342</id><published>2009-09-21T13:10:00.020+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T10:44:40.121Z</updated><title type='text'>The Love Currency</title><content type='html'>In the world's currency, we're meant to exchange our skills for money, which we then use to pay for what we need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another form of currency which is based on Love. The way it works is that when I am admiring, appreciating and loving what I love, it opens a whole new realm of experiences that resonate with my being for me to admire, appreciate and love. Under the Love currency system, the measure of success is based on how much I love. In other words, the more I love the more power I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember falling in love with this particular song after I first heard it in an advert. Before too long I met this guy I ended up having a relationship with, who turned out to be the producer of the song I had loved so much. Although our relationship changed, we remain very close friends up to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another song I used to love when I was younger. A few months back while I was travelling on a bus, I got chatting to this American guy. It turned out he was the producer of the song I used to love. He even invited me to his concert that night but I declined his offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourite comedies is &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/city/"&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/a&gt;. Once when I was travelling on the bus, I got chatting to a passenger, who turned out to know the writer of &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/city/"&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning during my bus journey I noticed this guy getting off the bus and admired the lapel of his shirt, which I thought was unusual. The next thing I knew he was smiling at me. He had obviously felt my admiration and was returning the favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love comforts, energises, harmonises, heals, inspires, liberates, magnetises, magnifies, multiplies, nourishes, soothes, supplies, supports...and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-can-see-right-through-you.html"&gt;I Can See Right Through You&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/wealth-alternative-view.html"&gt;Wealth - An Alternative View&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-rules.html"&gt;Love Rules!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-love-starved.html"&gt;For the Love Starved&lt;/a&gt; ; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-pandemic.html"&gt;The Love Pandemic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-trip.html"&gt;What a Trip! - 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/greatest-gift-is-love.html"&gt;The Greatest Gift is Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-love-is-all-i-need.html"&gt;Why Love is All I Need&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-sensor-revisited.html"&gt;The Love Sensor - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/measure-of-success.html"&gt;The Measure of Success&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/irresistible-power-of-love.html"&gt;The Irresistible Power of Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/give-and-take.html"&gt;Give and Take&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/where-heart-is.html"&gt;Where the Heart Is&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-of-my-life.html"&gt;The Loves of My Life&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.html"&gt;Be Careful What You Wish For&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-525097568576028342?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/525097568576028342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/525097568576028342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-currency.html' title='The Love Currency'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-463156710497260017</id><published>2009-09-20T15:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T15:40:32.997+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinite Channels</title><content type='html'>Life is rather like watching satellite TV with infinite channels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The satellite TV represents Infinite Mind; while the channels represents ideas in Mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can choose which channels I prefer such as comedy, sci-fi, music and stick to them forever. Alternatively, I can watch different channels as and when the mood takes me.  In other words, my life experiences depends on which ideas I choose to experience in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not in the mood to watch any channels/have any experiences, all I have to do is switch off the television.  Where there are no ideas, I am simply being my true self i.e. Infinite Mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/method-to-my-madness.html"&gt;A Method to My Madness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/channel-hopping.html"&gt;Channel-Hopping&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-infinite-mind.html"&gt;Being Infinite Mind&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-favourite-channel.html"&gt;My Favourite Channel&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/11/acting-is-being.html"&gt;Acting is Being&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-downloads.html"&gt;Love Downloads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-463156710497260017?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/463156710497260017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/463156710497260017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/infinite-channels.html' title='Infinite Channels'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-366415004300653573</id><published>2009-09-19T11:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:58:23.132+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 6</title><content type='html'>Here's a classic tune from the 80s: "Let's Hear It for the Boy" by Deniece Williams. LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad it's been reposted at YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NnuYhFRYbAw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NnuYhFRYbAw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-366415004300653573?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/366415004300653573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/366415004300653573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day-6_19.html' title='Song of the Day - 6'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8322580035372182914</id><published>2009-09-19T10:35:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:41:12.615+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Travel - Revisited</title><content type='html'>I have experienced different kinds of time travel: astral projection and dreaming, I believe there is another way to revisit the past - through music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to my friend's place to listen to some 70s and 80s music he'd downloaded. It was magic feeling all those feelings I used to feel as a child while listening to or dancing to some of those old disco tunes. The 80s ones took me back to when I used to go to this nightclub called "Bananas." My friends and I would spend all night on the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend also pointed out songs that had been sampled by other artists. It was a real discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is my time machine and it feels so good to time travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/present-past-and-present-future.html"&gt;The Present Past and the Present Future&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/dreaming-future-visited.html"&gt;Dreaming the Future - Visited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-travel.html"&gt;Time Travel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8322580035372182914?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8322580035372182914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8322580035372182914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-travel-revisited.html' title='Time Travel - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8284316733404365333</id><published>2009-09-18T12:25:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:30:08.221Z</updated><title type='text'>The Challenge</title><content type='html'>I believe when I incarnated in this reality, I took up an important challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge is not about saving others, teaching others how to be happy, or reminding others to wake up to their divine nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge is to be true to myself no matter what; to follow my heart at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am being true to myself, everything falls into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here to be myself. It is that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-from-master.html"&gt;Learning from the Master&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/spiritual-path-revisited.html"&gt;The Spiritual Path - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/following-my-natural-rhythm-aum.html"&gt;Following My Natural Rhythm - Aum&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/power-of-being-true-to-myself.html"&gt;The Power of Being True to MySelf&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/power-of-selfishness.html"&gt;The Power of Selfishness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a name="1497097535738656802"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-long-jam-session.html"&gt;One Long Jam Session&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-recurring-theme-tune.html"&gt;My Recurring Theme Tune&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/dare-to-be-love.html"&gt;Dare to Be Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See YouTube Video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdCfcjmxouo"&gt;Audioslave - Be Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8284316733404365333?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8284316733404365333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8284316733404365333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/challenge.html' title='The Challenge'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8376921446790916598</id><published>2009-09-18T10:25:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:10:26.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tai Chi</title><content type='html'>When an Internet friend mentioned she's been practising &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qigong"&gt;Chi Kung&lt;/a&gt;, I shared my first and last experience of &lt;a href="http://www.everyday-taichi.com/"&gt;Tai Chi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became curious about Tai Chi after I watched an instructor performing at a "Mind, Body, Spirit" festival I was at. So I decided to attend his class. The instructor told me I needed to pay in advance for all the lessons, but I told him I couldn't afford to. He said I could try out one lesson and see how we both feel at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started me off with the basic exercises which I finished in no time. The tutor told me I was meant to do them slowly. I told him I was a busy girl with a hectic lifestyle and didn't have time to do exercises in slow motion. I did try to slow down though when he asked me to try again. At the end of the class, he told me he didn't think Tai Chi was my path. I agreed and never went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I got an insight into how Tai Chi works after I studied &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reiki"&gt;Reiki&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.pranichealing.com/what-pranic-healing"&gt;Pranic Healing&lt;/a&gt;, I wasn't inspired to practise it. I prefer going for long walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning when I was walking through the local park, I noticed this guy practising Tai Chi. It's funny how I've been walking through this park for quite a while and I've never seen anyone practising Tai Chi. The moment I discuss it with a friend, he pops up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not surprising really as I believe all things and experiences are thoughts in slow motion, rather like Tai Chi. Thoughts tend to attract other like thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/connections.html"&gt;Connections&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-friend-tiny.html"&gt;My Friend, Tiny&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-feet-were-made-for-walking.html"&gt;These Feet Were Made for Walking&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-are-thoughts.html"&gt;Things are Thoughts&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-pure-thought.html"&gt;The Power of Pure Thought&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8376921446790916598?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8376921446790916598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8376921446790916598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/tai-chi.html' title='Tai Chi'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2702788961441165629</id><published>2009-09-17T14:52:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:48:15.263+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Gaga</title><content type='html'>So a friend told me when he went to download (or is it upload?) songs to his iPod, a message came up asking him if he wanted to synchronise. At first he said no, then he changed his mind and said yes and it did. When he listened to the songs all he kept hearing was "Poker Face" by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lady_Gaga"&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/a&gt;. It was then he realised all 200 songs on his iPod had been overwritten by that one song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I bet you thought you were going gaga," I said to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least something good came out of it, I got a good laugh at my friend's expense. I'm sorry, I just couldn't keep a poker face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor sod now has to reload all his favourite tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB: For non-Brits "gaga" is a slang for insane or going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/method-to-my-madness.html"&gt;A Method to My Madness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-friend-tiny.html"&gt;My Friend, Tiny&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-from-master.html"&gt;Learning from the Master&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1R92tEYePE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c1R92tEYePE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2702788961441165629?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2702788961441165629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2702788961441165629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/going-gaga.html' title='Going Gaga'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2543059695971236809</id><published>2009-09-17T12:28:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:35:37.891+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Method to My Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6itRYanSUfw/RweQnFf-OoI/AAAAAAAAACs/SRvD0wupXFc/s1600-h/Sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118218502695434882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6itRYanSUfw/RweQnFf-OoI/AAAAAAAAACs/SRvD0wupXFc/s200/Sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've been sharing my stories on the web, I've received different kinds of responses. Some people find my articles uplifting; some find what I share so practical that they can be applied to their own life experiences; some people find the articles funny; some find them inspiring and full of wisdom. There are those who can't understand why I spend so much time writing about mundane experiences that mean nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a method to my madness, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I'm recording these experiences is to remind myself of my nature as the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the sky represents that which is boundless, free, eternal, limitless, and unchanging; while the clouds represent that which is temporal and constantly changing like one's moods: happy one moment and sad the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have observed that the sky has infinite resources which, when tapped into, can heal, inspire, love, nourish, provide, support, uplift, and so much more. The stories I share on my blogs have been written from the sky's perspective which, I believe, is fun to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I tap into the sky's infinite resources?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By always identifying myself as the sky and letting the sky work the necessary magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who don't see the point of these articles, no explanations are necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who find my blog articles useful, no explanations are necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-explanations-necessary.html"&gt;No Explanations Necessary&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-than-enough-to-go-round.html"&gt;More Than Enough to Go Round&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-inspiration.html"&gt;My Inspiration&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-core-beliefs.html"&gt;My Core Beliefs&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-i-see-you-matters.html"&gt;How I See You Matters&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/02/power-of-identification.html"&gt;The Power of Identification&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/03/being-sky-reminder.html"&gt;Being the Sky - A Reminder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b94beDQQtWI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b94beDQQtWI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2543059695971236809?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2543059695971236809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2543059695971236809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/method-to-my-madness.html' title='A Method to My Madness'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6itRYanSUfw/RweQnFf-OoI/AAAAAAAAACs/SRvD0wupXFc/s72-c/Sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-435781394107808644</id><published>2009-09-17T11:05:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:25:16.201+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Connections</title><content type='html'>When a friend gave me two tickets recently to see &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Requiem_(Verdi)"&gt;Verdi's Requiem&lt;/a&gt;, I thought of a friend who I thought would enjoy it. I also believed it would be a perfect opportunity to catch up as we haven't spoken since the beginning of this year. I decided to text him about it at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I received an email from him with an attached story about a miracle. On his email he wrote, "thinking of you." I emailed him back telling him that I had intended to invite him to this show. Although he said he can't make it, it was good to connect again. He said we should meet up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just shows that the moment I think of someone or someone thinks of me, we're instantly joined. We then choose whether to connect by email, text, phone or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/2009/05/synchronicity.html"&gt;Synchronicity&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/shining-in-every-moment.html"&gt;Shining in Every Moment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-infinite-mind.html"&gt;Being Infinite Mind&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/voice-of-all.html"&gt;The Voice of the All&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/01/u-beat-me-2-it.html"&gt;U Beat Me 2 It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-435781394107808644?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/435781394107808644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/435781394107808644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/connections.html' title='Connections'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-8255837368654266138</id><published>2009-09-17T10:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:34:37.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend, Tiny</title><content type='html'>Whenever I go to the local corner shop, there's usually this elderly gentleman hanging there, who is ever so friendly. I've been wondering what his name is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard someone calling him "Tiny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was leaving I said to him, "Why did that guy call you, Tiny? Is it because you're so small?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, because I'm 6 ft 9."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's hilarious that a man of his stature is known as "Tiny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to know that my Scottish friend, &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-friends-in-scotland.html"&gt;Tiny&lt;/a&gt;, has got a namesake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wonder.html"&gt;I Wonder&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-friends-in-scotland.html"&gt;My Friends in Scotland&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-takes-one-to-know-one.html"&gt;It Takes One to Know One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-8255837368654266138?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8255837368654266138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/8255837368654266138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-friend-tiny.html' title='My Friend, Tiny'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-5385659999363135395</id><published>2009-09-16T13:36:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:01:40.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wonder</title><content type='html'>A few weeks back when I was walking through our local park, I noticed a lot of litter. I wondered who picked it up. The next day when I was walking by the canal towards the park, I saw this woman picking up cans and collecting them in a plastic bag she was carrying. When I arrived at the park, I noticed all the rubbish had been cleared up. About half an hour later when the bus I was in was driving by another park, I noticed a cleaning lorry picking up rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day as I was walking past this house I noticed part of the fence had caved in. I wondered how that had happened. The next day when I was walking past the same house, I saw this woman crossing the road and I smiled at her and said hello. She asked me if I knew what had happened to the fence of that house and I said I'd also been wondering. She believed it must have been some kind of car accident. I had a feeling she was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday as I was walking in our neighbourhood, I saw this boy who reminded me of an older teenager I sometimes see walking his dog. I wondered if they were brothers. On my way to the bus stop this morning, I saw the two boys cycling on the same bicycle. When I caught up with them I asked the older one if they were brothers and he said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I wonder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/2009/08/help-is-always-available-directly-or.html"&gt;Help is Always Available Directly or Indirectly&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/present-past-and-present-future.html"&gt;The Present Past and the Present Future&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/make-room-for-magic-and-wonder.html"&gt;Make Room for Magic and Wonder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-5385659999363135395?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5385659999363135395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/5385659999363135395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-wonder.html' title='I Wonder'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-492488016878704206</id><published>2009-09-16T12:53:00.022+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:23:22.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No Explanations Necessary</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Mr. Banks: Just a moment, Mary Poppins. What is the meaning of this outrage?&lt;br /&gt;Mary Poppins: I beg your pardon?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Banks: Will you be good enough to explain all this?&lt;br /&gt;Mary Poppins: First of all I would like to make one thing quite clear.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Banks: Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Mary Poppins: I never explain anything. &lt;a href="http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Mary_Poppins_(film)"&gt;Mary Poppins quotes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;After the magician and illusionist &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Derren_Brown"&gt;Derren Brown&lt;/a&gt; picked out the 6 winning numbers of last week's national lottery, he decided in the next show to share how he'd picked out the numbers. Derren did explain how exactly he did it which involved using a group of people who chose numbers by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Automatic_writing"&gt;automatic writing&lt;/a&gt; and after working out the average numbers, he got all six numbers. He also demonstrated through examples how being in state of fear can heighten one's awareness. My mother, who was watching the programme with me, thought it was rubbish and a waste of time. I could understand where she was coming from as she'd expected Derren to give out some formula. I believe the formula was glaringly obvious in his explanations for those who have eyes to see. Of course, those who are looking for a quick fix and likely to find Derren Brown's method cumbersome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Derren Brown, the next programme that came on was called &lt;a href="http://www.mirror.co.uk/tv-entertainment/tv/todays-tv/2009/09/11/david-blaine-what-is-magic-c4-10pm-115875-21663666/"&gt;What is Magic?&lt;/a&gt; with the magician, &lt;a href="http://www.davidblaine.com/"&gt;David Blaine&lt;/a&gt;. Unlike Derren Brown, David Blaine never explains anything. He simply demonstrates magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer interested in trying to explain the inner workings of Mind. I prefer to just share how life is unfolding and leave people to try and work out the magic for themselves. I'm reminded of that Zen proverb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Those who know don't tell and those who tell don't know." &lt;/blockquote&gt;I believe there is power in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/watch-this.html"&gt;Watch This!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-magic.html"&gt;It's Magic!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/2009/03/silent-treatment.html"&gt;Silent Treatment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-am-i.html"&gt;Why am I?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-492488016878704206?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/492488016878704206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/492488016878704206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-explanations-necessary.html' title='No Explanations Necessary'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4587922343349521109</id><published>2009-09-16T10:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:52:37.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying of Thirst</title><content type='html'>A friend brought this video of a cat drinking water from a tap to my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fragg.me/video/cat-drinking-tap"&gt;Cat drinking at tap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See also &lt;a href="http://www.metro.co.uk/galleryDetailPage.html?in_gallery_id=1681&amp;amp;in_page_id=3&amp;amp;in_image_id=19157&amp;amp;in_category_id=2087"&gt;Some photos of wet cats&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4587922343349521109?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4587922343349521109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4587922343349521109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/dying-of-thirst.html' title='Dying of Thirst'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-4274706452589160701</id><published>2009-09-15T13:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:40:34.438+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Talented Singer!</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what the name of this talented singer is or the name of the song, but it sounds good to me. LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/06/britains-got-talent.html"&gt;Britain's Got Talent&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2006/12/nothing-but-hound-dog.html"&gt;Nothing But a Hound Dog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2rW2I6KmWhw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2rW2I6KmWhw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-4274706452589160701?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4274706452589160701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/4274706452589160701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-talented-singer.html' title='What a Talented Singer!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-3308646969660400894</id><published>2009-09-15T12:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:41:13.875+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 5</title><content type='html'>This song is pure joy. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE It! "Le Freak" by Chic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MadI2SeyyAs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MadI2SeyyAs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-3308646969660400894?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3308646969660400894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/3308646969660400894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/song-of-day-5.html' title='Song of the Day - 5'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6352019936524391208.post-2276521855557026752</id><published>2009-09-14T16:16:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:36:39.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You in a Funk?</title><content type='html'>A friend was telling via email about how he gets into a funk from time to time. I guess it's the American way of saying being in a foul mood. The good news is that the "funk" never lasts for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me thinking of the song "We got the funk" by Positive Force, which I LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a funk? &lt;br /&gt;Then let's get funky with Positive Force!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I call positive &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reframing"&gt;reframing&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-so-cheerful.html"&gt;Why So Cheerful?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/reframing.html"&gt;Reframing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7jR_3JbcH10&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7jR_3JbcH10&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6352019936524391208-2276521855557026752?l=makingthetwoone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2276521855557026752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6352019936524391208/posts/default/2276521855557026752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-you-in-funk.html' title='Are You in a Funk?'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhzwNMlqFpA/Tf5dFKe18hI/AAAAAAAAAjs/3FpHUMzxugE/s220/vector8.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
