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How Ireland was sold out by sellouts....https://youtu.be/JnqbhLx7p8o?si=reaqzd7L5vI8CzE6

This is your last chance to buy a high-quality silk printed version of my diary before 2026! Ireland only - I have 22 left!!! The post is back tomorrow and if you buy one today it will be in the post tomorrow and hopefully with you before New Year’s Day. https://www.abbylink.me/ODAT2026

Mark’s movie is now free on YouTube https://youtu.be/fRc7G5Dz4js

From Alfred LaMotte I confess that the Friend is born in my heart, his gentle Name fills creation, and I cannot explain it at all. I used to feel uncomfortable confessing his Name. So I said "Christ Consciousness," escaping from the personal into the safety of "non-duality" and universalism. I might have said, "Cosmic Consciousness," yet my heart felt an ancient yearning to speak his Name. So I said Christ Consciousness. Why did that feel truer? My intellect could not explain the soft yet overwhelming power of his Presence, the power to heal and transform the human heart. My pride could not acknowledge that the mystery of Jesus is incomprehensible to my mind. I lacked the innocence and simplicity to encounter him just as he is, a unique living person. So I tried to turn him into a symbol of social justice, an archetype of enlightenment, a pre-Christian nature God in disguise, dying in Winter, resurrecting in Spring, just another form of Tammuz, Osirus, Dionysus. But his grace finally burned through the veil of mind. His friendship kindled a fire in my chest. And the faint breath of his Name became a diamond worth more than all the words of all the books in the history of philosophy. He doesn't have to "mean" something other than himself. He doesn't "symbolize" anything but who he Is. He is merely... Jesus. And that is enough. Overflowing grace this morning.

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