LaffingRain
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oh god u guys are making me tear up..acknowledging Buddy Love, appreciate your/anybody's love thoughts whereever it comes from!
I will tell of what I'm doing lately later on with my new focus on music endeavors/spiritual healing.
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Bets, my profile says I joined 2005, but a 2nd profile says 2001 which is correct. we had a crash a few times here, and I ended up making a new profile as I couldn't get a password sent for technical reasons.
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so all thats to say I'm the wallpaper here. trying to keep my posts shorter as it's so time consuming when responding here. then I noticed I started repeating my same stories..I would like to go get some new stories I suppose!
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Two non/physical type group meetings occurred since Wednes connected to this thread. The healing vibrations I get from coming to read just now, pop up off the words.
so the healing never stops, if you know what I mean despite we have picked certain days to enact it. PUL itself is the healing energy, and as we've discussed, there's power in joining that we cannot perceive with our perceptions, until it unwinds itself into physical reality.
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to share, the group meeting was very brief in memory, but what seems "out there" may have been much longer. they say you can live a whole lifetime in just a brief flash.
a group of us met with Bruce, we seemed to move very fast, and sat down at a symbolic table in a gathering place, Bruce was speaking to all of us yet I benefitted the most from his comment "I myself have been practicing release all my life."
this was his words when I asked what forgiveness meant to him.
my reaction was, of course, he is not attached to outcome, so he practices release naturally.
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the next adventure in consciousness was with a singular forum member, who would be knowing himself, when he reads this, who is practicing the ways of PUL expression. we sat across from each other, and it seemed quite yogic in nature, where practicioners gaze into the eyes steadily, relaxing the intellect, and just gazing. He was simply being Love. I remember feeling it and then kissing him square on the lips! haha! it was beautiful experience.
it was on a high level as there was no sexual exchange, just love.
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thank you all for this thread, and Romain for all the energy he has put of himself here for years and for starting this up. tho the thread will descend into the archives of forgetfulness, in my heart the memories become a part of me that forms my identity.
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briefly I've been trying to make my posts shorter but clearer, sweeter but less wordy so I can concentrate on building the music expression more, have more time for that.
there are some I have met here in my town who want to learn to sing, they are afraid to sound out their note.
it gives me a pleasure to help them sound out their note because I seem to have a knack (freshly discovered) of relaxing them on the stage so they can do just that. then I sing too of course.
then there was the guy in a wheel chair, who slowly wheeled himself thru the crowd of tables and chairs and people just to say thank you to me. he represented the audience, not the singers, but somehow this memory sticks in my brain, that I had sang and gave him a memory also as he listened and felt good. it reminded me how much we need each other, and how often the applause is hollow, until one person wheels up to you and gives you love. unconditional.
many many examples of small miracles of love happening have I, but I have to keep it short, was my promise to myself.
then Spirit said, it's about time you got onto your second book don't u think? I've been procrastinating on it. I prefer watching the humming birds outside.
today, though I'm going to respond to some other threads.
remember always, you are my family. you will always be my family and everyone is my family, but you are my closer family, whether I'm here or somewhere else.
love, alysia
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