<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820</id><updated>2009-11-13T14:12:23.076Z</updated><title type='text'>It is All Nothing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-4490966689952368798</id><published>2009-01-01T12:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:41:46.743Z</updated><title type='text'>This Blog is Now Closed</title><content type='html'>Thank you for stopping by. This blog is now closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To follow my continuing saga, see my latest blog: &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's All Done and Dusted&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/8307910033424116820-4490966689952368798?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4490966689952368798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4490966689952368798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/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:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-4852364190236314722</id><published>2008-12-31T12:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:19:04.536Z</updated><title type='text'>NOTICE TO ALL READERS</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know that if you've received an email from Enocia Joseph at my Yahoo account &lt;a href="mailto:enocia_j@yahoo.co.uk"&gt;enocia_j@yahoo.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; begging for money, it's not from me. That email account has been compromised and I can't access it at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you block this email address and delete emails received from that account. The person sending the email is known as "George Pent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you need to get in contact please use this email address: &lt;a href="mailto:theoneinall@googlemail.com"&gt;theoneinall@googlemail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-4852364190236314722?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4852364190236314722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4852364190236314722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/notice-to-all-readers.html' title='NOTICE TO ALL READERS'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-6362415525411791465</id><published>2008-12-31T12:15:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:11:42.459Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my new blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;"Life is a dream made out of nothing, which makes all of us dreamers. We are dreaming lives - individually and collectively - that have nothing to do with the Uncaused, that is beginningless, endless and unchanging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;"Here's the good news: if you can make yourself sick, angry, jealous, fearful, happy, joyful, depressed, out of nothing, it shows how powerful we all are as dreamers. We can dream up grander and more beautiful dreams effortlessly as we already know how to make a big deal out of nothing. The only snag is when you forget you are dreaming and take it seriously. This is when you need the opt-out clause like the one Lahiri Mahasaya used to snap his wife out of her delusion: "It is all nothing." Or as I would say, "There is no cause!""&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-is-all-nothing.html"&gt;It is All Nothing!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;All things that have a beginning/end come out of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;All creations and dreams come out of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;All is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is real is the ONE Light behind all creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, the articles I'm sharing are my perspective only and not meant to instruct readers in any way. Make of them what you will.For my previous blogs see &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Making the Two One - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://makingthetwoone.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome.html"&gt;Making the Two One&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://iamwhatiamv8.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Am What I Am&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://ineednotwant.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Need Not Want&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted1.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's All Done and Dusted - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://alldoneanddusted.blogspot.com/"&gt;It is All Done and Dusted&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Being the Magic; Sharing the Wonder - Part 3&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Being the Magic; Sharing the Wonder - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Being the Magic; Sharing the Wonder&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/"&gt;Free to be Me as Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/"&gt;Free to be Me&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Always&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucid Dreamer - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucid Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lifeasejknowsit.blogspot.com/index.html"&gt;Destination Nowhere&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/"&gt;Freedom, Expression, Being&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Living as Love-Light&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Home Sweet Home! - The Sequel&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/"&gt;Home Sweet Home!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2006/01/articles-in-alpha-order.html"&gt;Infinite Life, Infinite Joy&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/10/articles-in-alpha-order.html"&gt;The One in All&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://vector8.blogspot.com/2005/06/articles-in-alpha-order.html"&gt;Vector8 Journals&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.powertoshare.com/dropzone/articles/vector8/"&gt;Vector8 Writings&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless otherwise stated, all articles are copyright © 2008-2009 Enocia Joseph. You have my permission to copy and distribute articles for personal use only. Please include the link to the particular blog. For any other use other than personal, and any comments you might have, please email &lt;a href="mailto:theoneinall@googlemail.com"&gt;theoneinall@googlemail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and gratitude to &lt;a href="http://bengilberti.com/"&gt;Ben Gilberti&lt;/a&gt; for designing the fractal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Articles in Alphabetical Order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--A--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/friend-in-need.html"&gt;A Friend in Need&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/real-classic.html"&gt;A Real Classic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/real-classic-2.html"&gt;A Real Classic - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-godsend.html"&gt;A Real Godsend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/advertising-campaign.html"&gt;Advertising Campaign&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/affairs-of-heart.html"&gt;Affairs of the Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/anagrams.html"&gt;Anagrams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-winner-is.html"&gt;And the Winner Is...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-classic.html"&gt;Another Classic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-pink-cloud-entities-taking-over.html"&gt;Are the Pink Cloud Entities Taking Over?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--B--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-cause-revisited.html"&gt;Being the Cause - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/boundlessness-freedom-limitlessness.html"&gt;Boundlessness, Freedom, Limitlessness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--C--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-leopard-change-her-spots.html"&gt;Can a Leopard Change Her Spots?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/changing-frequencies.html"&gt;Changing Frequencies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/changing-gears.html"&gt;Changing Gears&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--D--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-dreams-can-come-true.html"&gt;Day-Dreams Can Come True&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/delete-browsing-history.html"&gt;Delete Browsing History&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/determination.html"&gt;Determination&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-believe-hype.html"&gt;Don't Believe the Hype!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/dry-cleaner.html"&gt;Dry Cleaner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--E--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/empathy.html"&gt;Empathy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/everyones-blogging-these-dayseven.html"&gt;Everyone's Blogging these Days...Even a Potted Plant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--F--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/fast-and-furious.html"&gt;Fast and Furious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html"&gt;Finally!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/fluidity.html"&gt;Fluidity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/forsaking-all-others.html"&gt;Forsaking All Others&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/freedom-of-expression.html"&gt;Freedom of Expression&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/friendly-ghosts.html"&gt;Friendly Ghosts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--G--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/girl-power.html"&gt;Girl Power&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/girls-girls-girls.html"&gt;Girls, Girls, Girls!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-moves-in-mysterious-ways.html"&gt;God Moves in Mysterious Ways&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-intentions.html"&gt;Good Intentions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-vibrations.html"&gt;Good Vibrations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--H--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/harmfulness-versus-harmlessness.html"&gt;Harmfulness versus Harmlessness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-fun.html"&gt;Have Fun!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/hive-mind.html"&gt;Hive Mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/holy-shit-revisited.html"&gt;Holy Shit! - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-dare-they.html"&gt;How Dare They!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--I--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-heart-you.html"&gt;I Heart You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-shoe-doesnt-fit-why-wear-it.html"&gt;If the Shoe Doesn't Fit, Why Wear It?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-all-take-take-take.html"&gt;I'm All Take, Take, Take!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-feeling-good.html"&gt;I'm Feeling Good&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-feeling-good-part-2.html"&gt;I'm Feeling Good - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-feeling-good-part-3.html"&gt;I'm Feeling Good - Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-mode-for-love.html"&gt;In the Mode for Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-is-all-nothing.html"&gt;It is All Nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-is-all-nothing-revisited.html"&gt;It is All Nothing - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-about-how-i-feel-about-it.html"&gt;It's about How I Feel about It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-only-natural.html"&gt;It's Only Natural&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--L--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/late-night-visitor.html"&gt;Late Night Visitor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/letting-go-of-dead-leaves.html"&gt;Letting Go of Dead Leaves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-imitates-art-art-imitates-life.html"&gt;Life Imitates Art; Art Imitates Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/londoners.html"&gt;Londoners&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-dissolves-grudges-revisited.html"&gt;Love Dissolves Grudges - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-is-whether-its-scrambled-or.html"&gt;Love is Whether It's Scrambled or Unscrambled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-this-gorilla.html"&gt;Love this Gorilla!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/lullabies.html"&gt;Lullabies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--M--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/make-up-artist.html"&gt;Make-up Artist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/making-everything-up.html"&gt;Making Everything Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-good-old-days-last-forever.html"&gt;Making the Good Old Days Last Forever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-about-preferences.html"&gt;More About Preferences&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/mother-and-father.html"&gt;Mother and Father&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/much-ado-about-nothing.html"&gt;Much Ado about Nothing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-eating-habits.html"&gt;My Eating Habits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-invisible-friend.html"&gt;My Invisible Friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-sentiments-exactly.html"&gt;My Sentiments Exactly!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--N--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/nice-trip-down-memory-lane.html"&gt;Nice Trip Down Memory Lane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-drama-revisited.html"&gt;No Drama - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-cannot-attract-something.html"&gt;Nothing Cannot Attract Something&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/nothing-cannot-harm-you.html"&gt;Nothing Cannot Harm You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-it-makes-sense.html"&gt;Now It Makes Sense&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--O--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-no-kids.html"&gt;Oh No, Kids!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-being-genius.html"&gt;On Being a Genius&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-love.html"&gt;One Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loglar.com/song.php?id=7079"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-world.html"&gt;One World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/overnight-success.html"&gt;Overnight Success&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--P--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/pulling-perfect-stunt.html"&gt;Pulling a Perfect Stunt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Q--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/quote-of-day.html"&gt;Quote of the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--R--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/reality-check.html"&gt;Reality Check&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/reframing.html"&gt;Reframing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/resonance.html"&gt;Resonance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--S--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/say-cheese.html"&gt;Say Cheese!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/self-realisation.html"&gt;Self-Realisation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/sexuality-and-warped-logic.html"&gt;Sexuality and Warped Logic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/short-cut.html"&gt;Short Cut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/solitaire.html"&gt;Solitaire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-thoughts-on-obama.html"&gt;Some Thoughts about Obama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best.html"&gt;Sometimes Music Says It Best&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best-2.html"&gt;Sometimes Music Says It Best - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best-3.html"&gt;Sometimes Music Says It Best - 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best-4.html"&gt;Sometimes Music Says It Best - 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best-5.html"&gt;Sometimes Music Says It Best - 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-of-day.html"&gt;Song of the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-of-day-2.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-of-day-3.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-of-day-4.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-of-day-5.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-of-day-6.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-of-day-7.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-8.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-9.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-10.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-11.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-12.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-13.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-14.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-15.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-16.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-17.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 17&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-18_27.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-19.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 19&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-20.html"&gt;Song of the Day - 20&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/stagger-joy.html"&gt;Stagger the Joy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--T--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/alien.html"&gt;The Alien&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/eavesdropper.html"&gt;The Eavesdropper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/bees-knees.html"&gt;The Bee's Knees&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-bail-out.html"&gt;The Love Bail-Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/movement-of-creation.html"&gt;The Movement of Creation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/music-producer.html"&gt;The Music Producer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/next-best-thing.html"&gt;The Next Best Thing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/perfect-dream-dance-partner.html"&gt;The Perfect Dream Dance Partner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/power-of-admiration.html"&gt;The Power of Admiration&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/purpose-of-universe.html"&gt;The Purpose of the Universe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/truth-of-one-mind.html"&gt;The Truth of One Mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-no-need-to-chase-my-dreams.html"&gt;There's No Need to Chase My Dreams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/thought-of-day.html"&gt;Thought of the Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-pee-or-not-to-pee.html"&gt;To Pee or Not to Pee?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-pee-or-not-to-pee-part-2.html"&gt;To Pee or Not to Pee? - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-nourishment.html"&gt;True Nourishment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/try-again.html"&gt;Try Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--W--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/walking-with-sid.html"&gt;Walking with Sid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-all-farmers.html"&gt;We are All Farmers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-wonderful-surprise.html"&gt;What a Wonderful Surprise!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-are-chances.html"&gt;What are the Chances?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-batman-did-next.html"&gt;What Batman Did Next&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-credit-crunch.html"&gt;What Credit Crunch?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-president-obama-means-for-me.html"&gt;What President Obama Means for Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-its-important-for-me-to-keep-it.html"&gt;Why It's Important For Me to Keep It Simple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/window-shopping.html"&gt;Window Shopping&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/work-ethics.html"&gt;Work Ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/working-together.html"&gt;Working Together&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-6362415525411791465?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6362415525411791465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6362415525411791465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/10/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-7761417843793152520</id><published>2008-12-31T10:30:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:57:48.131Z</updated><title type='text'>Window Shopping</title><content type='html'>As the bus was driving by some shops, I noticed the mannequins in one shop window were all wearing white tops and black trousers. I thought one top looked very good on the mannequin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening as I was walking with a friend to the bus stop, he was attracted to a shop window, which happened to be a branch of the shop I'd been looking at earlier. The mannequins were wearing white tops and black trousers. My friend said they looked good and he thought the top would look good on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I'd been looking at them earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there an echo or what?&lt;br /&gt;Is there an echo or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touché!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-vibrations.html"&gt;Good Vibrations&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-cause-revisited.html"&gt;Being the Cause - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/mirror-image-experiment.html"&gt;The Mirror Image Experiment&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/05/echo-echo-part-2.html"&gt;Echo, Echo - Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-7761417843793152520?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/7761417843793152520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/7761417843793152520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/window-shopping.html' title='Window Shopping'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-6162869464095495911</id><published>2008-12-31T10:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-31T17:04:39.081Z</updated><title type='text'>Good Vibrations</title><content type='html'>During my bus journey I noticed a guy sitting with his eyes closed. He looked so adorable and peaceful and I felt so much love for him. He also reminded me of an actor that appears on a TV soap I sometimes watch. After admiring the guy for a few seconds, I turned my attention elsewhere. Then the guy opened his eyes and stared so intently in my eyes I had to look away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's what happens when I give good vibes out, they return to me multiplied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reminded of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Beach_Boys"&gt;The Beach Boys&lt;/a&gt; song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I'm pickin' up good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;She's givin' me the excitations&lt;br /&gt;I'm pickin' up good vibrations&lt;br /&gt;(Ooo, bop-bop, good vibrations)&lt;br /&gt;She's givin' me the excitations&lt;br /&gt;(Bop-bop, excitations)&lt;br /&gt;(Good, good, good, good vibrations)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.absolutelyrics.com/lyrics/view/the_beach_boys/good_vibrations/"&gt;Good Vibrations, lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm sending good vibrations to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/power-of-admiration.html"&gt;The Power of Admiration&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/01/falling-in-love.html"&gt;Falling in Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Rf5uGPdFnpk&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/Rf5uGPdFnpk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-6162869464095495911?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6162869464095495911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6162869464095495911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-vibrations.html' title='Good Vibrations'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-5867683205745762361</id><published>2008-12-30T10:18:00.015Z</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:41:02.747Z</updated><title type='text'>Have Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mary Poppins:&lt;br /&gt;[Spoken]&lt;br /&gt;In ev'ry job that must be done&lt;br /&gt;There is an element of fun&lt;br /&gt;You find the fun and snap!&lt;br /&gt;The job's a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Sung]&lt;br /&gt;And ev'ry task you undertake&lt;br /&gt;Becomes a piece of cake&lt;br /&gt;A lark! A spree! It's very clear to see that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down-wown&lt;br /&gt;The medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down&lt;br /&gt;In a most delightful way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsondemand.com/soundtracks/m/marypoppinslyrics/aspoonfulofsugarlyrics.html"&gt;A Spoonful of Sugar, lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;When I went to say goodbye to my mother this morning, I noticed she was getting ready to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're going out then?" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I am."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, have fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know about having fun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where are you off to?" I said. "Are you going to visit your friend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I'm off to the surgery to have a flu jab. It's about time I had one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have fun!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will try and have fun with the flu jab," she chuckled. "Actually, you can have fun with everything. It's just that people don't see things that way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's what I believe anyway. That's why I always say have fun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you have fun whatever you get up to," my mother said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that every moment is an opportunity to have fun. It doesn't matter what it is, there's a lot of fun to be had. Seeing life as fun transforms everything, even things I don't particularly like doing, from it being a chore and tedious to effortless and joyful. Seeing life as fun reveals the magic and wonder of life; and the ordinary becomes the extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a huge fan of household chores but when I inject fun into them, I discovered cleaning can be effortless when I just relax and let it happen. I also discovered there are invisible beings who are willing to help in all aspects of life when I let them; and life becomes magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't particularly like cold weather but I think it's fun dressing up in a warm coat. The weather has also revealed a lot about myself. I find that when I'm not thinking, I feel neither hot nor cold. I also find when I focus on the weather being cold, it feels colder. However, when it's cold and I focus on feeling warm, it feels warm to me and the weather gets milder. The same is true for hot weather. If it's hot, I focus on it being cool and I end up feeling cool even if it's supposed to be a heat wave. Again, when it's stifling hot and I don't think about it, I feel neither hot nor cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to find travelling on buses pretty tedious until I focused on the fun element. Now my bus journeys are filled with magic and wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing everything as fun reminds me of dogs' attitudes. They seem to find delight in everything. Even when they are meant to be working, they seem to have fun doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, I emailed a friend and asked if he wanted to meet up later. Part of his response was: "Sounds quite fun." It's not surprising really as I've always found it fun being with this particular friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment is full of fun. Have fun, whatever you get up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia aka &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Poppins_(film)"&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/hive-mind.html"&gt;Hive Mind&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/purpose-of-universe.html"&gt;The Purpose of the Universe&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/work-ethics.html"&gt;Work Ethic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/much-ado-about-nothing.html"&gt;Much Ado about Nothing&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/living-magic.html"&gt;Living the Magic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-art-of-bone-idleness.html"&gt;The Lost Art of Bone Idleness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-universe-always-says-yes.html"&gt;Why the Universe Always Says Yes&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://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/04/living-in-my-own-planet.html"&gt;Living on My Own Planet&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/ordinary-is-extraordinary.html"&gt;The Ordinary is Extraordinary&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://enociaj.blogspot.com/2006/02/do-what-you-love-and-love-what-you-do.html"&gt;Do What You Love and Love What You Do&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://theoneinall.blogspot.com/2005/09/where-do-you-focus-your-attention_23.html"&gt;Where Do You Focus Your Attention?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-5867683205745762361?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/5867683205745762361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/5867683205745762361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/have-fun.html' title='Have Fun!'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-159947895894087575</id><published>2008-12-29T15:55:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:14:08.367Z</updated><title type='text'>Reframing</title><content type='html'>I believe life is really what we all make of it. Put another way, life is about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reframing"&gt;reframing&lt;/a&gt; i.e. attributing different meanings to what is inherently nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, I was chatting to my brother about diets. He believed I didn't put on weight because I do a lot of walking. I told him one reason why I don't put on weight is because I don't carry the memory of eating with me. Once I've finished eating that is the end of that experience. The next experience is a new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother didn't believe me. He said, "You probably have a very fast metabolism."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my brother had come up with an excellent reframing that fit his model of reality. As he sees it, my metabolism is so fast that as soon as I've finished eating, the food is quickly assimilated into my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever reframing works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-credit-crunch.html"&gt;What Credit Crunch?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-eating-habits.html"&gt;My Eating Habits&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://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/metabolism.html"&gt;Metabolism&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/09/omnipotence.html"&gt;Omnipotence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-it-useful.html"&gt;Is it Useful?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-159947895894087575?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/159947895894087575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/159947895894087575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/reframing.html' title='Reframing'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-6667728278121437666</id><published>2008-12-29T14:56:00.009Z</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:18:06.362Z</updated><title type='text'>Delete Browsing History</title><content type='html'>There is a tool on the computer that one can use to delete all files, passwords, cookies and temporary files held in memory. I find this very useful when I'm using a public computer; I erase all records before I start a session and at the end of my session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same respect, since I'm sharing a collective dream with billions of others whose beliefs don't resonate with my truth, I find it very useful to start each day by erasing all thought forms and experiences that do not resonate with who I am being. It's rather like having a bath or taking a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way I delete browsing history is by affirming: Love is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All browsing history have been erased from memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/purpose-of-universe.html"&gt;The Purpose of the Universe&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/changing-gears.html"&gt;Changing Gears&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-shoe-doesnt-fit-why-wear-it.html"&gt;If the Shoe Doesn't Fit, Why Wear It?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-drama-revisited.html"&gt;No Drama - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freedom-expression-being.blogspot.com/2007/01/clean-slate.html"&gt;Clean Slate&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/living-under-grace-revisited.html"&gt;Living Under Grace - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-6667728278121437666?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6667728278121437666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6667728278121437666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/delete-browsing-history.html' title='Delete Browsing History'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-4173515152083401292</id><published>2008-12-29T11:57:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:45:07.612Z</updated><title type='text'>Hive Mind</title><content type='html'>Bees have got a hive mind and always working towards a common goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, I have a hive mind that is composed of my infinite selves in all time, all space, all life, and in all realities. In other words, I am the Queen Bee and my infinite selves are my workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awakening involves realising my identity as the infinite selves and then integrating all selves so that, like bees, they are always working towards a common goal. One way I find to unify all selves is to simply think: We are One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Enocia.&lt;br /&gt;We are one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-world.html"&gt;One World&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/working-together.html"&gt;Working Together&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/segregation-and-integration.html"&gt;Segregation and Integration&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/law-of-one-revisited.html"&gt;The Law of One - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2007/12/fixers.html"&gt;The Fixers&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/collective-consciousness.html"&gt;Collective Consciousness&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-voice-many-voices.html"&gt;One Voice, Many Voices&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://livingaslovelight.blogspot.com/2006/08/resistance-is-futile.html"&gt;Resistance is Futile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-4173515152083401292?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4173515152083401292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4173515152083401292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/hive-mind.html' title='Hive Mind'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-1811448086757375337</id><published>2008-12-29T11:02:00.016Z</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:53:13.553Z</updated><title type='text'>There's No Need to Chase My Dreams</title><content type='html'>While it's important to never give up on my dreams, I have to remember not to chase them either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, as a friend was walking me to the bus stop to catch my bus home, I spotted my bus approaching. He suggested that if I ran I would catch it but I didn't feel like running. I decided to let it go. Seconds later, another bus arrived which I got on. During the journey our bus caught up with the one in front. Then our driver told us he was terminating early and advised us to transfer to the one in front. See, I did end up catching the first bus after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today I decided to catch the first bus that arrived, even though it would mean having to change later. When I got on the bus, I spotted another bus that is a direct route to my destination but I didn't feel like getting off. I figured I would stay on the bus I was on and catch another bus. When I got off the bus, my next bus was waiting at the bus stop and ready to leave. Further down the route, the bus I was in caught up with the other bus I had seen earlier. I knew it was the same bus because of the serial number at the back of it. My bus even ended up overtaking the one in front and I arrived at my destination way ahead of the one behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My destination represents my goal which has already happened; and the buses are the ways and means to achieve my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing a dream suggests a lack of self-belief. All I have to do is let what has already happened unfold perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to chase my dreams. Everything is working out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/determination.html"&gt;Determination&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/universe-is-always-on-my-side.html"&gt;The Universe is Always on My Side&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/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://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/power-of-admiration.html"&gt;The Power of Admiration&lt;/a&gt;; &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://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/persistence.html"&gt;Persistence&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/05/why-i-believe-in-belief.html"&gt;Why I Believe in Belief&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-abundance.html"&gt;What is Abundance?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/gold-rush.html"&gt;Gold Rush&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-feelings-never-lie.html"&gt;My Feelings Never Lie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-1811448086757375337?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/1811448086757375337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/1811448086757375337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-no-need-to-chase-my-dreams.html' title='There&apos;s No Need to Chase My Dreams'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-4558870557731068117</id><published>2008-12-28T16:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:55:37.795Z</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Music Says It Best - 5</title><content type='html'>Another theme tune is "Bittersweet Symphony" by &lt;a href="http://www.theverve.co.uk/"&gt;The Verve&lt;/a&gt;. It even inspired me to write this article: &lt;a href="http://simplyenocia.blogspot.com/2005/10/staying-focused-on-mould.html"&gt;Staying Focused on the Mould&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this song is a reminder of being true to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 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/Zx3m4e45bTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zx3m4e45bTo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-4558870557731068117?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4558870557731068117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4558870557731068117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best-5.html' title='Sometimes Music Says It Best - 5'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-3782031697852566856</id><published>2008-12-28T16:35:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:48:01.572Z</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Music Says It Best - 4</title><content type='html'>"Be Yourself" by &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/audioslave"&gt;Audioslave&lt;/a&gt; is another one of my theme songs. I discovered this song quite by accident. Once I was browsing an E-card website and heard the instrumental version of the song. Even though I didn't know the lyrics I fell in love with it. When I heard all of it on YouTube, I LOVED it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's part of the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Someone finds salvation in everyone, another only pain&lt;br /&gt;someone tries to hide himself, down inside himself he prays&lt;br /&gt;someone swears its true love until the end of time, another runs away&lt;br /&gt;separate or united, healthy or insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;to be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;to be yourself is all that you can do&lt;br /&gt;to be yourself is all that you can do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.anysonglyrics.com/lyrics/a/audioslave/Be-Yourself-Lyrics.htm"&gt;Be Yourself, lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Here's the link to the video: &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=JdCfcjmxouo&amp;amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;Be Yourself - Audioslave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &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://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/being-myself-is-all-i-can-do.html"&gt;Being Myself is All I Can Do&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-3782031697852566856?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/3782031697852566856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/3782031697852566856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best-4.html' title='Sometimes Music Says It Best - 4'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-7224562288014168781</id><published>2008-12-28T16:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:32:52.128Z</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Music Says It Best - 3</title><content type='html'>I have to say "Sweet Freedom" by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_McDonald_(singer)"&gt;Michael McDonald&lt;/a&gt; is one of my theme songs. I LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;No more runnin down the wrong road&lt;br /&gt;Dancin to a different drum&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see whats goin on&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside your heart&lt;br /&gt;Always searchin for the real thing&lt;br /&gt;Livin like its far away&lt;br /&gt;Just leave all the madness in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;You're holdin the key&lt;br /&gt;When you believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine sweet Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Shine your light on me&lt;br /&gt;You are the Magic&lt;br /&gt;You're right where I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet freedom carry me along&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep the spirit alive on and on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/michael+mcdonald/sweet+freedom_20092996.html"&gt;Sweet Freedom, Lyrics&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rod_Temperton"&gt;Rod Temperton&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am the Magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the video link: &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=8PAxl8_pB_k"&gt;Sweet Freedom - Michael McDonald&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/living-magic.html"&gt;Living the Magic&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/being-magic.html"&gt;Being the Magic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-7224562288014168781?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/7224562288014168781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/7224562288014168781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best-3.html' title='Sometimes Music Says It Best - 3'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-4595695722307784962</id><published>2008-12-28T15:54:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:12:48.450Z</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Music Says It Best - 2</title><content type='html'>I believe the song "Secret" by &lt;a href="http://www.madonna.com/"&gt;Madonna&lt;/a&gt; says it all really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Happiness lies in your own hand&lt;br /&gt;It took me much too long to understand&lt;br /&gt;How it could be&lt;br /&gt;Until you shared your secret with me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/madonna/secret_20086869.html"&gt;Secret, lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &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 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://beingthemagic.blogspot.com/2008/04/being-magic.html"&gt;Being the Magic&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/wQEW0X2KI9c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wQEW0X2KI9c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-4595695722307784962?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4595695722307784962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4595695722307784962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best-2.html' title='Sometimes Music Says It Best - 2'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-6872856623088642440</id><published>2008-12-28T15:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:08:13.159Z</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Music Says It Best</title><content type='html'>"I Feel Love" by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Donna_Summer"&gt;Donna Summer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/power-of-music.html"&gt;The Power of Music&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/lullabies.html"&gt;Lullabies&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/k8TBmeK9Abg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8TBmeK9Abg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-6872856623088642440?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6872856623088642440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6872856623088642440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes-music-says-it-best.html' title='Sometimes Music Says It Best'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-3954088511977470928</id><published>2008-12-27T13:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-28T15:14:09.078Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 20</title><content type='html'>I LOVE this song, "PDA (We Just Don't Care)" by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Legend"&gt;John Legend&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is a real legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely a PDA kind of girl. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=M4R_oswROic&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;John Legend - PDA&lt;/a&gt; Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related article: &lt;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer1.blogspot.com/2007/07/putting-love-first.html"&gt;Putting Love First&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-3954088511977470928?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/3954088511977470928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/3954088511977470928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-20.html' title='Song of the Day - 20'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-7962890612743130271</id><published>2008-12-27T11:29:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:24:09.680Z</updated><title type='text'>One World</title><content type='html'>A while back I helped this woman carry her shopping bags. While we were walking I learned my friend was a pastor. When she asked me about my religious beliefs I told her I didn't follow any religion; I simply believed in God. She believed I needed a mediator to God but I begged to differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago as I was walking home, I noticed my sister-in-law in the vicinity. She said she was picking up a work colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while I was chatting to my sister-in-law she told me her work colleague she had picked up the other day remembers me. It turns out she was the same woman I had helped with her shopping. Talk about small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't believe in a small world; I believe in one world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-cause-revisited.html"&gt;Being the Cause - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-wonderful-surprise.html"&gt;What a Wonderful Surprise!&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-love.html"&gt;One Love&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-chance.html"&gt;No Chance!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loglar.com/song.php?id=7079"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-7962890612743130271?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/7962890612743130271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/7962890612743130271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-world.html' title='One World'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-5647922536322689970</id><published>2008-12-27T10:45:00.016Z</published><updated>2008-12-27T13:19:46.887Z</updated><title type='text'>Being the Cause - Revisited</title><content type='html'>I was on my way to spend &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boxing_Day"&gt;Boxing Day&lt;/a&gt; with my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the first bus arrived it was too packed full for my liking so I didn't get on board. Besides, if I caught it, I would need to change anyway. Where are all these people going on Boxing Day? Aha, there must a football match on. That's Boxing Day for you, people are either rushing to the sales or going to football matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the next bus arrived it was also crowded as well but I sneaked in through the back door. During the journey, I noticed a man standing next to me looked very familiar. I asked him where I knew him from and he reminded me that we used to work together at the Personnel department at the London Fire Brigade Headquarters, over 10 years ago. He said he still worked for the Fire Brigade. I used to like chatting to this guy. I remembered he was into football. I asked him if he was off to the local stadium to watch the match and he said he was. My friend asked me if I was still passionate about writing as he remembered I was. Some things never change then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was chatting to my friend, I wondered why I was seeing him now. In other words, how did I cause this to happen? Then I remembered while I was at the library two days before and the fire alarm went off, I reminisced to a friend about when I worked at the London Fire Brigade HQ. I said the fire alarm used to go off frequently, even though you would have thought the staff would know better. So that's why I've attracted this friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told my friend on the bus that I'd been thinking of the old days, he was amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my friend got off the bus, I marvelled at how my thought had arranged events. I only decided on Christmas Day to visit my brother and his family the next day. On my way to his house I stopped off at the Internet cafe for two hours, not that I needed to as I could have used my brother's computer. I had to leave the Internet shop at the right time to wait at that bus stop. If I had caught the first bus I wouldn't have seen my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to my brother's, he was watching football, which we watched together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happens by chance. All experiences have their cause in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-it-makes-sense.html"&gt;Now It Makes Sense&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://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-are-chances.html"&gt;What are the Chances?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-is-chaos.html"&gt;What is Chaos?&lt;/a&gt;;  &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/10/cause-or-effect.html"&gt;Cause or Effect?&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://lovealways-ej.blogspot.com/2007/08/being-cause.html"&gt;Being the Cause&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-5647922536322689970?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/5647922536322689970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/5647922536322689970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-cause-revisited.html' title='Being the Cause - Revisited'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-4184890852021091930</id><published>2008-12-27T10:18:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-27T12:11:08.681Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 19</title><content type='html'>Another favourite from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spandau_Ballet"&gt;Spandau Ballet&lt;/a&gt; is "Gold." The chorus is such a powerful affirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Gold&lt;br /&gt;Always believe in your soul&lt;br /&gt;Youve got the power to know&lt;br /&gt;Youre indestructable&lt;br /&gt;Always believe in, because you are&lt;br /&gt;Gold&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/spandau+ballet/gold_20128496.html"&gt;Gold, lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Yes! I LOVE this song!&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/gSq8ZBdSxNU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gSq8ZBdSxNU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-4184890852021091930?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4184890852021091930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/4184890852021091930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-19.html' title='Song of the Day - 19'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-5696364925853886119</id><published>2008-12-27T10:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:14:06.346Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 18</title><content type='html'>I know this much is true, I LOVE "True" by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spandau_Ballet"&gt;Spandau Ballet&lt;/a&gt;. I never get tired listening to it. It's so cool. I used to fancy all the buys in the band as well. ;-)&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/UYb83KM4at4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UYb83KM4at4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-5696364925853886119?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/5696364925853886119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/5696364925853886119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-18_27.html' title='Song of the Day - 18'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-1263802211255955382</id><published>2008-12-26T10:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:08:21.241Z</updated><title type='text'>The Purpose of the Universe</title><content type='html'>I believe the purpose of the Universe is to bless and be a blessing.  Thus, every moment is an opportunity to receive blessings or to be a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I mean by blessing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we all love different things, blessings are experiences that resonate with my being; in other words, what brings me joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was waiting for the bus home at the bus stop, a man sat next to me and started smoking a cigarette. While I don't mind people smoking, I prefer to be in a smoke-free environment. I thought to myself, every moment is a blessing and what doesn't bless me is repelled from my experience. The moment I had the thought, the man put out his cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I had to catch another bus home from the bus station.  Usually, I walk home from there but as I has two bags of shopping I decided to wait for the local bus.  As I was waiting, I pondered on how everything was a blessing.  I heard this woman beside me moaning about how the bus driver in the parked bus she was waiting for was taking so long, and how he was playing hide and seek with the passengers.  The bus driver started the engine, moved the bus forward, then parked the bus.  It was funny to see how the woman's expectation had been made manifest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I spotted my bus arriving.  The bus driver happens to live in our neighbourhood and is a real blessing.  A while back when my mother wasn't feeling well and travelling on his bus, he prayed for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Universe, for constantly fulfilling your purpose to bless and to be a blessing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-feeling-good-part-3.html"&gt;I'm Feeling Good - Part 3&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/stagger-joy.html"&gt;Stagger the Joy&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-real-family.html"&gt;My Real Family&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic2.blogspot.com/2008/08/activating-love-revisited.html"&gt;Activating Love - Revisited&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/opposites-do-not-attract.html"&gt;Opposites Do Not Attract&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://freetobeme-ej.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-just-love-machine.html"&gt;I'm Just a Love Machine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-1263802211255955382?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/1263802211255955382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/1263802211255955382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/purpose-of-universe.html' title='The Purpose of the Universe'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-7350612024994990124</id><published>2008-12-24T11:53:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-24T12:04:32.023Z</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Day - 17</title><content type='html'>Today's song is "Groovejet" by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spiller"&gt;Spiller&lt;/a&gt;. I LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling soooooo good; it must be love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KlX1iAG45XI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KlX1iAG45XI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-7350612024994990124?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/7350612024994990124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/7350612024994990124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-of-day-17.html' title='Song of the Day - 17'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-2421207056282013219</id><published>2008-12-23T12:37:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:52:00.393Z</updated><title type='text'>We are All Farmers</title><content type='html'>I was chatting to a friend I met at the library about dreaming. I told him while I was working on the computer, I suddenly felt drowsy and fell into a deep sleep and had these visions and then woke up. The "dream" only lasted for a few seconds. My friend said he believed I was meant to sleep at that time in order to receive whatever messages I had received in that dream. He said some people are gifted at receiving messages from their dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we travelled on the bus together I shared how I've been communicating telepathically with another friend through my sleeping and waking dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are very unique and gifted," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe we are all unique and gifted," I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, we are all farmers but some people are not very good at it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's comment made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with my friend. We are all farmers; whether we become great farmers depends on how motivated we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-being-genius.html"&gt;On Being a Genius&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/et-you-are-already-home.html"&gt;ET, You are Already Home!&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;a href="http://cosmicluciddreamer.blogspot.com/2007/06/showcase-for-greatness.html"&gt;A Showcase for Greatness&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/2004/11/some-thoughts-on-telepathy_109958202640610645.html"&gt;Some Thoughts on Telepathy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-2421207056282013219?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/2421207056282013219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/2421207056282013219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-all-farmers.html' title='We are All Farmers'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-6097469612191534156</id><published>2008-12-23T12:00:00.009Z</published><updated>2008-12-23T13:48:46.082Z</updated><title type='text'>Working Together</title><content type='html'>I don't tend to wear bras that often as I don't always need to. I also find them uncomfortable. Only when I really need to do I wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I put on my bra this morning I felt pain around my chest and shoulder. I believe the bra was only acting out my expectation i.e. bras are uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something feels uncomfortable, it's as if it's working against me. I know in my heart of hearts that this is not true as my bra is my friend whose purpose is to give me love and support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, bra," I said, "let's work together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I had the thought, I felt comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe is my ally. This means every single part of the universe is constantly working with me in oneness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-no-kids.html"&gt;Oh No, Kids!&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://freetobeme1-ej.blogspot.com/2008/02/infinite-blessings.html"&gt;Infinite Blessings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-6097469612191534156?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6097469612191534156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/6097469612191534156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/working-together.html' title='Working Together'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8307910033424116820.post-9161982645002076881</id><published>2008-12-23T10:58:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:38:16.154Z</updated><title type='text'>Now It Makes Sense</title><content type='html'>A few days ago (19 December), a friend emailed me a YouTube link for a Madonna video he wanted me to watch, but I couldn't watch it as I didn't have access to a computer with sound at the time. It was interesting that he'd sent me a Madonna link on the same day I had posted a Madonna video on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days later (21 December) while I was the Internet cafe, I decided to watch the Madonna video but it was no longer available as it had been withdrawn. I emailed my friend to ask him the name of the song just in case someone had posted another video on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend has just sent me a link to a news article that was written yesterday (22 December), which explains the lack of Madonna videos on YouTube. &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/business/7795157.stm"&gt;Warner threatens YouTube on music&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Universe for answering my question so promptly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related articles: &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/fast-and-furious.html"&gt;Fast and Furious&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/overnight-success.html"&gt;Overnight Success&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-godsend.html"&gt;A Real Godsend&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you-for-keeping-me-posted.html"&gt;Thank You for Keeping Me Posted&lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href="http://beingthemagic1.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-i-get-it.html"&gt;Oh, I Get It!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8307910033424116820-9161982645002076881?l=beingallandnothing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/9161982645002076881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8307910033424116820/posts/default/9161982645002076881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beingallandnothing.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-it-makes-sense.html' title='Now It Makes Sense'/><author><name>Enocia Joseph</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05322043348041044083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17065873437959311717'/></author></entry></feed>