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My heart is beating in the peace of God.

Surrounding me is all the life that God created in His Love. It calls to me in every heartbeat and in every breath; in every action and in every thought. Peace fills my heart, and floods my body with the purpose of forgiveness. Now my mind is healed, and all I need to save the world is given me. Each heartbeat brings me peace; each breath infuses me with strength. I am a messenger of God, directed by His Voice, sustained by Him in love, and held forever quiet and at peace within his loving arms. Each heartbeat calls his Name, and everyone is answered by His Voice, assuring me I am at home with Him.

Let me attend Your Answer, not my own. Father, my heart is beating in the peace the Heart of Love created. It is there and only there tat I can be at home.

There are days when it feels like I am the lesson personified, and this was one of them. It is a feeling that’s hard to describe, one where I felt at one with the leave on the tree outside my window, and with the raindrops that splashed and pummelled them throughout the day. I was the wind that lead them in a sombre dance, the sun that struggled, briefly,  to engage them in a waltz.

I was the knowing white feather, a gift from a generous bird that swayed and slowly spun its blessings to a soft landing on a hard pavement. I was the song, released from the starling that hovered on the sofit.

I was the artist, committing to Walking in This World with Julia Cameron, preparing to uncover and release the words that God wants me to write.

My holy Self abides in you, God’s Son.

Father, You gave me all Your Sons, to be my saviour and my counsellor in sight; the bearer of Your holy Voice to me. In them are You reflected, and in them does Christ look back upon me from my Self. Let not Your Son forget Your holy Name. Let not Your Son forget his holy Source. Let not Your Son forget his Name is Yours.

This day we enter into Paradise, calling upon God’s Name and on our own, acknowledging our Self in each of us; united in the holy Love of God. How many saviours God has given us! How can we lose the way to Him, when He has filled the world with those who point to Him, and given us the sight to look on them?

I took time this morning to digest the lesson, and to really focus on living it today, especially with the promise of entering Paradise. Paradise was reflecting on Lauren’s (Miss P’s) book launch last night, on the happiness on her face as she performed her songs and poetry to friends and family (and some strangers), on the support she got from her family, on the performances of the other poets and singers, and on my own.

It was a happy night. No one bickered or squabbled. People were patient and forgiving, and very generous. I left on a high, hoping that the filming today would maintain the same energy. I was not disappointed. Despite the freezing cold building, which leaked so much the noise of dripping water into buckets affected the sound quality of our recordings, we were able to laugh and keep our spirits high.

Filming is a fantastic example of how life can be lived. We did take, after take, after take, till we got it right. We didn’t stop after one attempt and say ‘that was rubbish, I give up.’ We stayed with it till we got it right. Reminds me of the number of times the same lesson of forgiveness is repeated in this course. Films are also a great medium for showing us the illusionary nature of life.  We make up stories and act them out as though they are true. Exactly as the course says we do – only we call it life.

Creation’s gentleness is all I see.

I have indeed misunderstood the world, because I laid my sins on it and saw them looking back at me. How fierce they seemed! And how deceived was I to think that what I feared was in the world, instead of in my mind alone. Today I see the world in the celestial gentleness with which creation shines. There is no fear in it. Let no appearance of my sins obscure the light of Heaven shining on the world. What is reflected there is in God’s Mind. The images I see reflect my thoughts. Yet is my mind at one with God’s. And so I can perceive creation’s gentleness.

In quiet would I look upon the world, which but reflects Your thoughts, and mine as well. Let me remember that they are the same, and I will see creation’s gentleness.

The sun is shining. It looks like its going to be a beautiful day. The leaves on the tree outside my bedroom window are showing hints of shifting shades to welcome the official move to autumn. My head is still a little fuzzy from the excitement of the last couple of days. I can still picture the grace and power of the Jamaica dancers from yesterday’s performance.

I have Jamaican folk songs to learn, and my piece for tonight’s performance to practice but I am in a most beautiful and serene place, and can honestly say that I perceive creation’s gentleness in my life.

I am surrounded by the Love of God.

Father, You stand before me and behind me, beside me, in the place I see myself, and everywhere I go. You are in all the things I look upon, the sounds I hear, and every hand that reaches for my own. In You time disappears, and place becomes a meaningless belief. For what surrounds your son and keeps him safe is Love itself. There is no source but this, and nothing is that does not share its holiness; that stands beyond Your one creation, or without the Love which holds all things within itself. Father, Your Son is like Yourself. We come to You in Your own name today, to be at peace within Your everlasting Love.

My brother, join with me in this today. This is salvation’s prayer. Must we not join in what will save the world, along with us?

The birthday treats continued today with a smoked salmon and scrambled egg breakfast, and a matinee performance of the National Dance Theatre of Jamaica at the AlexanderTheatre in Birmingham.

There was something about the performance that touched me in a way I still cannot explain. From the first dance to the last I found tears gently rolling down my cheeks. I was totally drawn into the stories of the dances, told so beautifully they made me weep. I wished there had been more people in the audience to appreciate the grace and power of the dancers and the hypnotic voices of the singers and the driving beats of the drummers, especially in the last set.

The day was rounded off at a friend’s house where I shared fresh baked bread, gorgeous cheeses and writing experiences with other who also allow their characters to tell their stories.

I borrowed a copy of Julia Cameron’s follow up to The Artist’s Way (Walking in This World) to help me move forward on the new novel, which has not seen any action for a few weeks now.

There was no doubt whatsoever in my mind today that I was surrounded by the Love of God. It’s the most amazing place to be. Why would I ever want to leave?

My holy vision sees all things as pure.

Father, Your Mind created all that is, Your Spirit entered into it, You Love gave life to it. And would I look upon what You created as if it could be made sinful? I would not perceive such dark and fearful images. A madman’s dream is hardly fit to be my choice, instead of all the loveliness with which You blessed creation; all its purity, its joy, and its eternal, quiet home in You.

And while we still remain outside the gate of Heaven, let us look on all we see through holy vision and the eyes of Christ. Let all appearances seem pure to us, that they may pass them by I innocence, and walk together to our Father’s house as brothers and the holy Sons of God.

My birthday began with a grey overcast sky, but I was determined that the weather would not affect the enjoyment of the day. As I’ve accepted that I have power to determine the world I see, I determined to see a happy and eventful one, and that’s exactly what manifested.

It began with a session at the gym, where I was also able to use the studio to practice my dance, and was followed by a breakfast of chocolate cake, champagne and strawberries.

I felt drawn to the Malvern Hills and followed by yearnings. We managed two peaks before leaving, and ended the night with food and laughter at the Glee Club. Interestingly, it’s the first time I’ve ever been sober by the last act, and he (an amazing comedic magician) was certainly worth being conscious for.

My day was lovingly punctuated by well wishes in the form or texts, emails, and songs. I felt so blessed; I think I just floated to bed.

Let me perceive no difference today.

Father, You have one Son. And it is he that I would look upon today. He is Your one creation. Why should I perceive a thousand forms I what remains as one? Why should I give this one a thousand names, when only one suffices? For your Son must bear Your Name, for you created him. Let me not see him as a stranger to his Father, nor as stranger to myself. For he is part of me and I of him, and we are part of You Who are our Source, eternally united in Your Love, eternally the holy Son of God.

We who are one would recognise this day the truth about ourselves. We would come home, and rest in unity. For there is peace, and nowhere else can peace be sought and found.

I spent a good chunk of time transferring numbers from one phone to the other, prompted by a well wishing message from an unrecognisable contact. Much of the day was spent bringing my paperwork into order, and clearing clutter from my personal spaces. I’m officially entering my YEAR 7 tomorrow, and I don’t want to take any baggage with me.

The energy of the 7 YEAR requires inner searching, a reflection on the last six years, and an assessment of whether the way life is being lived at the moment is how you want to continue living it. It’s also a year for connecting with your spirit and following its guidance.

Yes, my space is clear. I’ve already made a few dictions about things I will not take forward beyond this year, and I will endeavour to totally trust God’s guidance. IT COULD BE A REALLY EXCITING YEAR!!!

Lesson 261 – Reading What is the body?

The body is a fence the Son of God imagines he has built, to separate parts of his Self from other parts. It is within this fence he thinks that he is safe from love. Identifying with his safety, he regards himself as what his safety is.

The body is a dream. Like other dreams it sometimes seems to picture happiness, but can suddenly revert to fear, where every dream is born. For only love creates in truth, and truth can never fear. Made to be fearful, must the body serve the purpose given it. But we can change the purpose that the body will obey by changing what we think that it is for.

You will identify with what you think will make you safe. Whatever it may be, you will believe that it is one with you. Your safety lies in truth and not in lies. Love is your safety. Fear does not exist. Identify with love, and you are safe. Identify with love, and you are home. Identify with love, and find your Self.

Lesson 261 – Lesson

God is my refuge and security.

I will identify with what I think is refuge and security. I will behold myself where I perceive my strength, and think I live within the citadel where I am safe and cannot be attacked. Let me today seek not security in danger, not attempt to find my peace in murderous attack. I live in God. In Him I find my refuge and my strength. In Him is my Identity. In Him is everlasting peace. And only there will I remember Who I really am.

Let me not seek for idols. I would come, my Father, home to You today. I choose to be as You created me, and find the Son whom You created as my Self.

Today we moved into an area that I’m very comfortable with. The concept that the body doesn’t have a life of its own, that it does only what we tell it, that it can only keep us separated from others if we decide to use it in that way. So today’s lesson was one of reassurances, a coming home.

There was scope for minor celebration today. I finally figured out the structure for Caribbean Juices. I shared it with the MC for the night – he loved it. We have a show!