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		<title>By: Jim</title>
		<link>http://gorgeousforgod.com/2008/08/28/what-is-the-world/comment-page-1/#comment-2563</link>
		<dc:creator>Jim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 05:06:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lori, thank you so much. That was beautiful.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lori, thank you so much. That was beautiful.</p>
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		<title>By: Debi</title>
		<link>http://gorgeousforgod.com/2008/08/28/what-is-the-world/comment-page-1/#comment-2561</link>
		<dc:creator>Debi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 03:00:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lori, Thank you so much for sharing your story, wow....I have goose bumps...Your
dad gave you such a gift, for sharing with you his experience, and is here with us
all, spreading Love &amp; Light...Yes, we can have this now...and it is so beautiful to
hear the Truth,  Again, Thank you for your &quot;being&quot;...
 Im glad we are walking together
on our journey...God Bless You!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lori, Thank you so much for sharing your story, wow&#8230;.I have goose bumps&#8230;Your<br />
dad gave you such a gift, for sharing with you his experience, and is here with us<br />
all, spreading Love &amp; Light&#8230;Yes, we can have this now&#8230;and it is so beautiful to<br />
hear the Truth,  Again, Thank you for your &#8220;being&#8221;&#8230;<br />
 Im glad we are walking together<br />
on our journey&#8230;God Bless You!!</p>
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		<title>By: lori</title>
		<link>http://gorgeousforgod.com/2008/08/28/what-is-the-world/comment-page-1/#comment-2560</link>
		<dc:creator>lori</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:40:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember when my father was dying, when he was in the midst of letting go of his body. This was quite the undoing for him as he had worked for decades as a scientist who tudied the most minute form of the physical!
 Anyway, he was in his hospital bed, surrounded by machines and medications and worried people, when he declared: &quot;I can go anywhere!&quot;
He hadn&#039;t spoken in awhile when he said this so I darted to his side, concerned and not really sure what he meant.
&quot;What do you mean?&quot; I asked.
&quot;I can go anywhere my mind wants to go, instantly,&quot; he said.
He was smiling, in total bliss.
There he was, his body going to complete hell, but his mind was in Heaven.
&quot;I just went to Egypt,&quot; he declared. &quot;I&#039;m telling you, you can go anywhere!!&quot;
During the next few days my father did things like follow me home from the hospital. I would go home late at night, driving alone to my apartment, which was about 30 minutes away. And when I got back to the hospital in the morning, my father would say: &quot;Did you feel me with you? Because I was there. I am telling you, I can go anywhere! I was with you on the freeway!&quot;
My father experienced total freedom before he left this planet. Back then, I thought his experience was something you had to die to get. Now I am seeing that this is something we can have in life.
I know this because, I, too, am having glimpses of the matrix and of the world of freedom.
It&#039;s an amazing place with light, where angels spread their wings over you and love you.
I want to see more of it. I want to be in it all the time. That scared me as a I wrote that.

I am so glad to be doing these lessons with everyone. I am so glad to have a teacher who gives me courage. 

Lori</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember when my father was dying, when he was in the midst of letting go of his body. This was quite the undoing for him as he had worked for decades as a scientist who tudied the most minute form of the physical!<br />
 Anyway, he was in his hospital bed, surrounded by machines and medications and worried people, when he declared: &#8220;I can go anywhere!&#8221;<br />
He hadn&#8217;t spoken in awhile when he said this so I darted to his side, concerned and not really sure what he meant.<br />
&#8220;What do you mean?&#8221; I asked.<br />
&#8220;I can go anywhere my mind wants to go, instantly,&#8221; he said.<br />
He was smiling, in total bliss.<br />
There he was, his body going to complete hell, but his mind was in Heaven.<br />
&#8220;I just went to Egypt,&#8221; he declared. &#8220;I&#8217;m telling you, you can go anywhere!!&#8221;<br />
During the next few days my father did things like follow me home from the hospital. I would go home late at night, driving alone to my apartment, which was about 30 minutes away. And when I got back to the hospital in the morning, my father would say: &#8220;Did you feel me with you? Because I was there. I am telling you, I can go anywhere! I was with you on the freeway!&#8221;<br />
My father experienced total freedom before he left this planet. Back then, I thought his experience was something you had to die to get. Now I am seeing that this is something we can have in life.<br />
I know this because, I, too, am having glimpses of the matrix and of the world of freedom.<br />
It&#8217;s an amazing place with light, where angels spread their wings over you and love you.<br />
I want to see more of it. I want to be in it all the time. That scared me as a I wrote that.</p>
<p>I am so glad to be doing these lessons with everyone. I am so glad to have a teacher who gives me courage. </p>
<p>Lori</p>
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		<title>By: Jim</title>
		<link>http://gorgeousforgod.com/2008/08/28/what-is-the-world/comment-page-1/#comment-2559</link>
		<dc:creator>Jim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:48:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear Abby,

At times, i feel so close to the light and at other times it is so dark out. Yesterday as i was driving into the park for a walk, i stopped short of an intersecting bike path to let a rider pass. He had a stop sign, i didn&#039;t. He wouldn&#039;t cross the road and kept pointing to the stop sign. I wouldn&#039;t budge either. Damn it, i come bearing gifts and you&#039;re too obtuse to appreciate it! Well he eventually passed; cussing me out all the way. Not to be undone, i called on my Marine Corps training and out swore him big time; mentioning one of his parents several times. ( The Marine Corps teaches you to swear like this so if your rifle ever runs out of ammo and you misplace your bayonet, presumedly you&#039;d have a good shot at swearing your enemy to death.) The bike rider even did a 180 so that we could continue our F-word laced rant up close and personal. Some force larger and wiser than either of us misguided knuckleheads eventually saw fit to send us in opposite directions. Perhaps a quarter of a mile into my walk, i realized that 60 wasn&#039;t my age, but rather my IQ. Abby, my question is: how can someone who seems to be sane most of the time, get so insane some of the time and would you recommend years of psychotherapy, a quick lobotomy, prayer or industrial strength duct tape?

Perplexed in Peoria</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Abby,</p>
<p>At times, i feel so close to the light and at other times it is so dark out. Yesterday as i was driving into the park for a walk, i stopped short of an intersecting bike path to let a rider pass. He had a stop sign, i didn&#8217;t. He wouldn&#8217;t cross the road and kept pointing to the stop sign. I wouldn&#8217;t budge either. Damn it, i come bearing gifts and you&#8217;re too obtuse to appreciate it! Well he eventually passed; cussing me out all the way. Not to be undone, i called on my Marine Corps training and out swore him big time; mentioning one of his parents several times. ( The Marine Corps teaches you to swear like this so if your rifle ever runs out of ammo and you misplace your bayonet, presumedly you&#8217;d have a good shot at swearing your enemy to death.) The bike rider even did a 180 so that we could continue our F-word laced rant up close and personal. Some force larger and wiser than either of us misguided knuckleheads eventually saw fit to send us in opposite directions. Perhaps a quarter of a mile into my walk, i realized that 60 wasn&#8217;t my age, but rather my IQ. Abby, my question is: how can someone who seems to be sane most of the time, get so insane some of the time and would you recommend years of psychotherapy, a quick lobotomy, prayer or industrial strength duct tape?</p>
<p>Perplexed in Peoria</p>
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		<title>By: Jim</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 14:45:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey, wait for me!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey, wait for me!!!</p>
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		<title>By: Lisa</title>
		<link>http://gorgeousforgod.com/2008/08/28/what-is-the-world/comment-page-1/#comment-2555</link>
		<dc:creator>Lisa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 13:32:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautiful! Hey, wait up! I&#039;ll walk with you! We&#039;ll walk together.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful! Hey, wait up! I&#8217;ll walk with you! We&#8217;ll walk together.</p>
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		<title>By: sangeeta</title>
		<link>http://gorgeousforgod.com/2008/08/28/what-is-the-world/comment-page-1/#comment-2553</link>
		<dc:creator>sangeeta</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 13:25:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So today I go in the world with God &#039;s hand in my hand, his love in my heart so that i can give it when someone is calling for it and if someone says something negative ,it reaches me  throught the thought of god which is only love. Amen.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So today I go in the world with God &#8216;s hand in my hand, his love in my heart so that i can give it when someone is calling for it and if someone says something negative ,it reaches me  throught the thought of god which is only love. Amen.</p>
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