tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008810052310749969.post3893028396187362891..comments2024-03-29T04:20:35.169-04:00Comments on FULL PERMISSION LIVING: REPOST: BORN AGAIN WITHOUT DYING?!Peter Loffredohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11940970263018875931noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008810052310749969.post-27711029592416868952017-04-04T12:07:54.892-04:002017-04-04T12:07:54.892-04:00This is absolutely familiar to me. I have had seve...This is absolutely familiar to me. I have had several lives already, it seems, all while in this body and incarnation. Certainly feeling the thrust of the old ways not working and having the choice to keep renewing, as it were, and doing it! Paul Selig's Book of Mastery is so incredibly helpful with this merging into higher being, too. Still, I would propose to anyone interested that they read his early books as a prelude and journey onward into the mastery book. There seems to be a process- almost mathematical and certainly divine, in Paul's books- one leading lovingly and methodically into the next . Interesting blog and information, Peter! Thank you for your generosity! <br />Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11355336020818171703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008810052310749969.post-40804178577888823752010-10-22T22:37:25.677-04:002010-10-22T22:37:25.677-04:00Reading this I am urged to reply that this strange...Reading this I am urged to reply that this strangely feels like the steps I have gone through in my life as I went from a homeless alcoholic to a functioning yet struggling man, to yet another stage in my life which is healing and loving all that was my former life. Without my alcohol obsession I could not have arrived at the level of awareness and loving I feel I am now at without destroying my ego and it's hell bent destruction. I am now present in my sons life, have my own business fixing cars in the day, and helping other alcoholics rehabilitate in the evenings. I am not saying that I have in essence reincarnated myself, but I most assuredly have reinvented myself. From sleeping on park benches in downtown Toronto and begging for spare change on subway platforms to paying child support and fighting an Parental Alienation case. I never in my right mind would have thought I could ever again be a structured and productive human being. The trick was to let go of all and everything that was my former self, and open up to the possibilty of happiness on my own terms and no one else's. This is my life to live and the choice to be happy is my own. I am 35 years old and can honestly say I would die happy today just for the fact that I never gave up on myself even though at some times in my life I deeply felt my peers and loved ones had relegated me to the un-curable and un-loveable. I realized it was up to me to love them and understand that they were dealing with a very sick man who was hell bent on blaming any one else for his own misgivings. I will conclude on this, the only reason I was ever able to come out of my drunken stupor, is because of an 11 year old girl, who was giving out socks and hot chocolate at the "Sally Ann" with her parents to the homeless seeking shelter at the mission. I had just been attacked by three guys with a hammer to the head, I had been leaning on the mission walls waiting for my fractured skull to stop aching by ingesting massive amounts of Ativan and cheap beer. This small girl offered me some socks and hot chocolate and proceeded to ask me what was wrong with me as my face was about twice it's normal size and a really unhealthy blue,green color. I told her of my aggression without much emotion and this is what really hit her. She cried for me and asked of me, "How do you sleep at night, aren't you traumatized?" I told her "No I'm used to this shit." At that precise moment, I saw myself doing to others what these three young crack addicts did to me. At that moment I felt my life change as old values were remembered and the innocence of this young girl hit home. I sobered up that night and ahve been sober for the past two years with drastic changes occurring in my life as I never thought possible. I owe it to an open mind and a near death experience and the thought of my son as I hit rock bottom in front of that little girl. Thanks for the blog and for your very nature of promoting progress and self awareness. I am happy to have found this site! Nickb.Nickbnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008810052310749969.post-20908271037112470802010-08-20T17:27:59.815-04:002010-08-20T17:27:59.815-04:00"Realizing yourself means feeling comfortable..."Realizing yourself means feeling comfortable in a new self-expression. That is the task."<br /><br />And it is SO worth it :-)Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14572724612346057865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8008810052310749969.post-67907477389038639422010-08-17T19:59:53.687-04:002010-08-17T19:59:53.687-04:00I always enjoy your blog. Peter. Happy Early Birth...I always enjoy your blog. Peter. Happy Early Birthday.<br />Steve MurphyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com