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I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

(199) I am not a body. I am free.

I am God’s Son. Be still, my mind, and think a moment upon this. And then return to earth, without confusion as to what my Father loves forever as His Son.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

Isn’t it amazing how sometimes it isn’t the big things that are deal breakers. It can be the tiniest of things. There’s a book called ‘Don’t sweat the small stuff.’ I can’t remember who its by, but it was definitely a day to not be sweating the small stuff.

This message of not being a body must be so important that its repeated three times in this lesson. I’m pretty certain that the message has gone in now.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

(198) Only my condemnation injures me.

My condemnation keeps my vision dark, and through my sightless eyes I cannot see the vision of my glory. Yet today I can behold this glory and be glad.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

Jamaicans at home and abroad celebrated 50 years of independence today, and I joined in the celebrations in Victoria Square in Birmingham.

There was a real energy of pride, co-operation and fun. I beheld the glory of the harmony of this event, and reflected on what is possible when we come from a place of love. Enjoy the pictures.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

(197) It can but be my gratitude I earn.

Who should give thanks for my salvation but myself? And how but through salvation can I find the Self to Whom my thanks are due?

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

It was one of those lazy, hazy Sundays, where nothing moved too quickly, let alone me, and everything had a warm fuzzy feel. I didn’t really focus too much on the lesson today, apart from remembering to give thanks for such a lovely day, despite the showers, which are now such a feature of this summer.

During a conversation with a friend today I was being cautioned to be on my guard from unscrupulous behaviour from others. For everything I was cautioned against I said in my head ‘in my defencelessness my safety lies’ and admitted that total trust in God seem to fly in the face of common sense. I guess I’m going to have to stay with the trust though.

On another note. After months of being ‘stuck’ on the parenting novel, I’ve put it on hold and started a new one, which is flowing much more freely. There just wasn’t enough sex in the parenting one. I’m having way more fun now.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

(195) Love is the way I walk in gratitude

The Holy Spirit is my only Guide. He walks with me in love. And give thanks to Him for showing me the way to go.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

Well, I was having a great day. At the gym this morning I seemed to have acquired some extra strength from somewhere. I was increasing all my resistance weights, and pushing through reps as though they were bolsa wood. I really felt like I could move a mountain.

And I had lunch with my son to look forward to in the afternoon. So eager was I to meet up with him that I didn’t see the concrete bollard that had a close encounter with my front headlight. So, did the Holy Spirit guide me into the bollard, or is the lesson that I should have ask the Holy Spirit for guidance?

Anyway, I rested with this for about half an hour, then let it go, lived in the present with my son and had a great afternoon. And what do I have to be grateful for? There is a Honda garage less than half a mile away, and several other smaller ones within walking distance. I am grateful it was not worse, and that I am in one piece. (And so is the bollard).

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

(194) I place the future in the Hands of God

The past is gone, the future is not yet. Now I am freed from both. For what God gives can only be for good. And I accept but what He gives as what belongs to me.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

I spent a good chunk of time in Victoria Square in the city centre celebrating the past 50 years of Jamaica’s independence, and listening to speeches about hopes for the next 50 years.

It was interesting to see the square filled with the black, green and gold of the Jamaican flag, many being waved by children with little or no concept of the journey which lead to the need for independence. I preferred to stay in the present and just appreciate the sunshine and the entertainment, which began with drummers and traditional dancers, followed by Miss Culture Jam, bedecked from head to toe (and fingertips too) in Jamaican flag colours. What a time for my camera battery to die! She was followed by Black Voices, and it was really beginning to feel like Jamaica when the Bob Marley tribute band Legends came on stage.

See some pictures on the Jamaica Gleaner website http://jamaica-gleaner.com/gleaner/20120803/lead/lead3.html

Alas, half way through their set we had a cruel reminder that we were firmly rooted in middle England. The heavens opened and shed large drops on us for the reminder of their set – and beyond.

The rain could not, however, dampen the flavour of the Jerk chicken we bought from one of the vendors, and despite the parking ticket, I stayed focused on the now, and stayed in a good and happy place.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

(193) All things are lessons God would have me learn

A lesson is a miracle which God offers to me, in place of thought I made that hurts me. What I learn of Him becomes the way I am set free. Sand so I choose to learn His lessons and forget my own

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

I was having a pretty productive and easy going day until late in the afternoon when someone lied to me. What’s more, even after information had been presented which clearly confirmed his lying, he continued with his story. As this is a recurring pattern with this person I decided to be as tactful as I could, while sending him love to transmute the fear which was leading him to tell lies, into love.

It made me look again at times when I’m tempted to, or actually do tell lies. It’s a brave and fearless person who tells the truth all the time. Have you ever seen the reaction when children state the obvious around adults, when they speak the truth about what they see (think of The Emperor’s New Clothes). Our fear of rejection, of being ridiculed, or of hurting someone’s feelings persuades us to override what we know to be the truth.

I held this at the forefront of my mind during the conversation, and thought of the lesson ‘In my defencelessness my safety lies.’ He was obviously lying to defend himself, joining him in a battle was futile, and I let it go – after all, no one was harmed.

And the lesson today? Let it go-with love.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

(192) I have a function God would have be fill.

I seek the function that would set me free from all the vain illusions of the world. Only the function God has given me can offer freedom. Only this I seek, and only this will I accept as mine.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

I went for a jog this morning, despite the grey skies and the drizzle. I was preparing myself for a day of filing and sorting out a host of little jobs, none of them interesting. I borrowed a friend’s iPod shuffle because my mp3 player’s not working. It’s quite interesting running to someone else’s music. The first part of my run I was accompanied by Enrique Inglesis, and, just when I’d had enough of him (there’s only so much I can take) I was most amazed when the OM chanting hour long meditation came on.

It’s quite a surreal, and a strangely beautiful feeling doing a running meditation. It’s intensely calming. It allowed me time to reflect on today’s lesson, and on my function here. It’s only when I forget that I’m here to serve that I get anxious. And that the service is without any thought of reciprocation. Maybe next time I’ll start with that and see how I get on.

Since a couple of Thursdays ago, when I remembered who I am, and put down the sword of defence, my peace has remained. Long may it last!

PS: BETRAYED WENT LIVE ON AMAZON AS AN E-BOOK TODAY!!!

http://www.amazon.com/Betrayed-Penny-Dixon/dp/178088320X

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

(191) I am the holy Son of God Himself,

In silence and in true humility I seek God’s glory, to behold it in the Son whom He created as my Self.

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

I took time to find silence today, beginning with meditation, and later as I wandered around the Winterbourne Gardens in Edgbaston. I was reminded that when there’s a perception of lack that the ego encourages us to become defensive, to protect what is ours, or to push people out of the way to get our share. Several times I had to remind myself that ‘in my defencelessness my safety lies.’

I remember reading Ghandi’s autobiography. There was a part where things were escalating rapidly and someone asked him what he was going to do to make sure everything got done. He replied ‘we need to meditate more.’ It was something I could relate this lesson to. In silence and humility I seek God’s glory, which for me means, doing what I’m here to do, and not getting stressed because it seems to be going as quickly as I’d like