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November 2008 Featured Article


The Ocean of Being
by Lenedra Carroll

There is an ocean of Being. We are bathed in it. There is nothing that is not in it. It is the pure source of all that is. It is that i which we move and breathe and have our Being. It is the essence of our Being. We can touch, intuit, express, and come to know this seemingly intangible world. In nature it shows itself to us. In the the silence it speaks to us. In our life it is made visible.

We live in the world of action that exists within this vast ocean of Being, that envelops all things, permeates all things. This beingness creates and quickens all things. To know its depths is to know our source, the God of all things. It is limitless ocean, at the depth of which is a still, silent, and unchanging place. Above is the active, ever-changing surface-world of action.

We wonder where the peace is but we are immersed in it. We are like fish swimming in water but thirsting to drink! We long for peace, harmony, rest, abundance; but the distance between us and what we long for is so short that there is not even room for a path! We feel separate from our Being but we are not. We cannot be, ti is not possible. Separateness is in our perception only. As we correct our perceptions and as we journey in silence to visit the depths of Being, we come to know the core of our soul. From this place wee can have revealed, in our hearts, the purpose and the destiny of our humanity. In the stillness we come to know that we are each capable of being the love, being the abundance. We can be the peace that we long for.

Copyright 2001 Lenedra J. Carroll, The Architecture of All Abundance: Creating a Successful Life in the Material World, p. 33, New World Library







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November 2008 Statement of the Month


It should be something that calls to you

as something you want to do,

and it should be something that gives voice to

who you are and what you want to say to the world.

It is, above all else, something that lets you love.

Kent Nerburn, Letters to My Son