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I do not serve God. I will have no Gods before me. I bow before the Gods of this world not again. I do not lie cheat steal covet kill people or even disrespect them. I love all people for they are all I am. I stand in my own right. My power. My ability to withstand the onslaught of Servitude’s teaching with its creeds, holy books, and millions of followers. I follow that not. I am I am, conscious of the fact that I am. I create my reality. I am the creator of me. I was. I am. I ever shall be. I am all people birthing the consciousness of I am.

My name is Theodore Cottingham in Eureka Springs.
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I respect you. I recognize the divine in you, that you are the divine one … The Divine One. You can’t separate from your origin, not really. Even if you don’t identify as such, your mind and God’s mind, is not separate, unless you create separation. Most of us have been taught we’re separate from God, and many of us think we’re separate from each other too. I’ve come to rethink, rephrase, and re-create my consciousness that changes much of what I’ve been taught, especially by Christianity of which I was a devoted disciple for decades. I see now that my mind and your mind is not really separate, and our mind is not separate from God. We are all masters of Creation, though we became masters of creating separation from each other and from God. But all this division, I believe, is losing its power for the authority of The One is stirring, new-birthing The Identity of The One, arising all who will be it, Creators of a new consciousness where love is preeminent and Communities of One arise where we’re not locked down by the social mores of the past into small isolated units of powerlessness. I believe you’re powerful my friend, for you’re The Creator. And Our Collective Consciousness is being born again with the values of light love and peace. Maybe I’m an optimist. I have hope in more than what I see and hear in the visible empirical; I have hope in what my heart sees that you are, surrendering again to be I Am.

That’s who I think you are, God in flesh, regardless of how you look at yourself and judge you. I respect you, I honor you. I judge you as heaven’s best with lightning in your veins, creatorship in your consciousness, love in your words, respect for all peoples equally. I offer hope … I think you’re it! You’re the one we need right here right now with love pulsing through your thought chambers reaching out to all in healing identification, healing re-identification, healing the mind, healing The Mind of God that all of us have, our origins of being The Originator, for we were never separate. Let us absorb our beauty, in humility and perfect light, coherent light, coherent love, coherent consciousness and revel in each others’ new found freedoms … rejecting not each other’s divineness but affirming it, reinvigorating our identity as The Real Us.

Let light love and peace be everywhere and in every conversation. We’re all creators. And we’re the ones who bring the change. I love you. Create well this day O Divine One. Thank you.

Theodore Cottingham

My mercies are new every day. I render myself fit, worthy, to attack the world no more, but be in its light, the Light of Mercy, Grace, and an attitude of kindness, gratefulness, and peace … ‘fulness. I love, love. I know that thou art worthy too, to “enter” the kingdom of faithfulness, kingdom of righteousness, fruit bearing of another world. I know that “thou art” the kingdom. You wear it. It computes you no more to be otherwise. The Kingdom of Christ you are, not soldiers of another, thinking you are, some self-made person? Who made you O Man? Woman. Or did you have the same mind, one, before you were split apart? Whose thinking led you into this! Did you think you into separation of your own self, your own thinker? Whose thinking do you think now? Are you the original, of you? Purposeful … copies? … of another? What source do you use for yourself, O Great King?

I think with the tongues of men and angels no more, who don’t know who they are, who don’t render themselves fully fit, fully judged to be who they are; a race of mercifulites? Raceites no more racing to contend? Contentiousites? Be contentious no more. Please, please and thank you. Amen.

Judge yourselves worthy to be the king, that honors your kingdom, the thinking of. Amen.
Honor your thinking to be you, not of this world. Be the mercifulites, raceites no more in separation from it, each other. Have you separated from your thinking, to think someone else’s words? Where, are they from? Whose purposes are whose? Where is the Purpose to Be? One be? Be!

Satisfied with you? I come into the kingdom of righteousness, the one, born to be fit, render, rendering the energy of no other. Where am I from? Not your Contentiousnessville. Vile I am not, but peace … fulness raining all over me. For I am it. Nether, not. World of wealth? Seek no more. Healing issues? Heal. Be the Thou Art I Am, for all I am, is am … am’d by you. No other.

See the healing now, every day. Render Thou Art The Kingship of One. Masculine Feminine both. And more. Thou art the Cosmic Citizen of Heaven, a race of, now comes me, “my” thinking of, and my Thou Art The King of the Cosmos no more denying it. Learn thy tongues from, to source another from, no more. Source you, your judgment, your mercifulness, to you; to each other too. BE The King, that does this. From early morning, to night? To all day be me. To all days be me. The Ancient of Days no more regressed into passionate thinking of another. Be the Light Race. Be The Light Race. Race no other. Source your words from light, being, thinking with no other thing that “interrupts” thee. Thou art The Holy One of Israel, from, ON the stars, of “being” lit, by your words. Light me lighting thee. Amen. So be it love in, love with.

Good day,

Theodore Cottingham
Box 34, Eureka Springs, Arkansas 72632
www.TheodoreCottingham.com

 

There are so many people who can do things that I can’t imagine myself doing, that take courage. I have enough courage to be me: the me that is underneath my skin, that’s what I want to be, to the visible, and the invisible. I want to be one. Seamless. Seamless? Can I, am I walking into the unseen, the empirical visible un? Oh what a day, to be seen in both? How can I care about the unseen, so much? Are we all connected? Connected on some level, plane, … vectoring what? A force … field?

I wonder what kind of peripredicament we are in. What predicates our predeliction and predisposition for preponderances proclivities and production of our separateness? … from each other? What kind of courage does it take to not separate, to be one, to love each other, to care … for the unseen as well as the seen? Wonder if we’re getting ready to do both. And be one. That seamlessly operates in both realms. Wonder if we’re becoming new creations that our mind has ceased creating separation in. Wonder what our powers would be then! Would we love each other? Love each other equally? Seamlessly seen and unseen? … Worlds in? What kind of mind? … did you say we would operate in? Have?

I have enough courage to be me, or at least I’m learning how. The me that I am speaks, has love, loves all equally. How do I reconcile that with the limitations that all seam to impose on each other here? Are we sowing ourselves into our own flesh, with our words as seeds, that do such? Our mind … our creation? Oh well….

I’m going for a walk. To ponder these things, I do. Love you all. May you have courage too. You probably already do. To be yourself. To love all. Kind and loving. Forgiving. Understanding. That not all is as seen. Unseen is playing a role too. To what extent? I don’t know. I just know I love you, and I have enough love today, to write this. Being me. Profusion in love. Fusion with love. Love fused. Amen.

Theodore
May 29, 2020
www.TheodoreCottingham.com

 

I want to love you. I don’t want to be like most people, really. I want to love, to nurture, to bring healing happiness and peace; to remove fear, violence, and aggression from the earth; restoring Earth to her proper order, among the cosmos. We’re so at odds with that now, but we’re not incorrigible. There’s hope. For mankind? An angelic order. An order of angels? Yes. The angelic order of one, where we care; we care because we love. Love respects. Love breeds equality, not hierarchy. Love is honest, not surreptitious. Love does not control the thinking of another, nor incarcerate its countenance, physically mentally or spiritually. I wonder if I could love you more. Bring healing? Bring peace? Who am I to think such!? Why should these thoughts, these feelings course through my veins? I’m just a normal guy!

But I love. I love you. Bless you. Free you. …. Free you? How can I free you if I don’t know you, if I’m powerless? Am I powerless? Do I not know you? What if you’re me? What if we’re each other having been a sold a fictional story of how we arrived at Earth, who/what Earth is, what our power is doing, who’s manipulating it for what purposes? What if the control of each others’ thinking is set free from each other so that the programming coming into our senses each day doesn’t determine our world, really? What if there’s another way to think? … about everything! Another way to live!

Maybe I’ve read too many novels or been too serious about God, about knowing God and learning to surrender to the authenticity of my word where my word describes me, and power brings me. Do I power my word or does my word power me? Consciousness? Who determines? What powers consciousness? I am the life of me; you, you. But what if all life is the same, connected? Are we all one family? Could we be one blood? One consciousness, all disconnected no more? What if healing heals each other? What if we bring a new energy to bear in every conversation, one that honors, hears, responds, without getfulness as a motive? Can givingness of love permeate? What changes will be wrought by such magnanimous thinking … wording? Can we each one heal one? Can we heal ourselves, our “own” thinking? To “think” our own thoughts? Determining our future? Friendships? Reality wise? Others too?

What if reality is more unseen than seen, and our word affects both? Is my word originating from the unseen or the seen realm? Is my word me? Or am I a transmitter? Receiver? Transceiver? At what point do I originate authenticity? Authentically being me? … Whatever you think of me! Can your thinking not control me? Can I write whatever I want to without being “bashed” and “tormented”?

Does love wash? Love may wash a lot of words off of you. I hope it does. I believe you’re angels, you’re angelic, you’re a race of angels, and I’m one. Simply one. Just one. We’re all connected. We’re all coming into something new. A new identity? A new love? An unlimited one? Who knows, I’m just rambling, into my words, energy wise.

Loving you I bless you. Loving you I speak peace, your angelhood into place. Angelhood? Angelic nature? Do we angels know how to behave? Operate on Earth? Interact with each other??!

I suggest we’re entering a new age, a new stage, and the constructs of the old will not hold us, here. The curtain is drawn back, and all will see the controls and who controlled them, and subjects to that, we are no more. Our love is power, our love is powerful. Our words are sleek, and not surreptitious or controlling. Our motive is freeing, blessing, loving, expanding …. And somehow, the musings of many with the motive of love will converge in coalescence of energy that coherent is, changing everything. And the clarity of confusion will give way to the clarity of creation and our creative powers, our word with, our consciousness perceiving full “control” of, to create creators everywhere, creation being created all over again. A new heaven and a new earth; are WE the Creators of? I think so. I surrender so … I write.

I love you all,
Theodore
May 28, 2020
www.TheodoreCottingham.com

A new Christ may just be you, with your name and your face; for Christ is a consciousness, a syncing with the mind of God to be not separate, but just one. Just one. … ! Christ is a mentality, not a dogma, but a flow, a continual energy exchange with The Great One, if there is such. But I’m asserting there is no Great One apart from you. You’re it if you’ll cease creating the chasm, the gap. If anything has crushed our ability to be who we really are, it’s the mind’s ability to conceive separation; separation from our true identity and each other. This may be a new age.

It may be within your purview to create a new heaven here, a new earth too! Maybe Christheaven is earth reborn. Maybe earthworld was in fact something far different, before. Before what? Before it was encrusted with humanity, humanity that thinks it’s separate. Maybe our consciousness is coming back together. Into a shared mind? What if having a mind not apart from God allows you to be God? What if we were God before our mind got in the way? What if a Christ is but a surrenderer, a surrenderer to complete The Christ Mind again, the consciousness of?

I suggest this is a new day, a new beginning; or sorts, not; but in every way, good. Let there be light, peace, kindness, graciousness among our peers comrades and communities. Let us heal our nations. The blight of hubris be de-authorized by our consciousness to reign in us. Let us heal each other, us first, ourselves first and foremost. Healing our mind from separation we just may be The Christ we thought we were so sure of being someone else, for another time. But the time is now, and you’re The One. We are all The One. Let us communion have with each other that recognizes the beauty in each face that’s the Face of God, ours. Let us respect, keep our word, and a new generations be of the surrenderers who become The Christ completing it. As natural born citizens … of heaven, creating it again right here, and now. 🙂

Theodore Cottingham
www.TheodoreCottingham.com
May 21, 2020

 

How do I get to know me more? I know the mind of God is in me, and it seems like I have this mechanical mind too. I can’t get rid of the God mind, even if I wanted to; it’s inextricably me. In fact it’s more me than my mechanical mind is. My human mind is an artifact of something. It works on algorithms, words. It’s analog. Flat-file’d, flat files of. Works slowly, in comparison of the mind of light, my God mind. It works together. It competes, not; though the mechanical mind does. The Mechanical Mind has Ego on its throne, seeking always to exercise its authority to be foremost in every decision rendering instantaneous judgement. It wants to be “right”. It’s restless, never satisfied; it drives, it always wants more. It wants to categorize and complete every sentence, be the preeminent one, determine your comprehension and word choices. But! The God mind is always there, letting it be accessed by will, in peace. Are two minds operating in me; my  God mind and my mechanical mind? What allowed me to have a mind separate from God’s? All of God’s mind is the mind of all the Gods. God is innumerable immortal eternal intelligent beyond the capacity of mortals, it seems, surely. But … but …. it this how we have a conversation with what seems like us?

I suspect that the God mind is winning, not because of war, but because the mechanics of the mechanical mind that humans seem to have in separation of God are uniting with God again to be equal, to be it, to be one mind’d, the mind with itself, of a many-specie’d one. Maybe the separation that we’ve experienced away from God is simply what we created. As our mind created separation from itself to be separate we experienced what some call The Fall of Man. We fell into our own mind and created the separation with it?? But … maybe it’s not separate at all. Maybe in getting to know me more I’m getting to know my True self, true entity, true being. Maybe I am was that all the time.

Seems like great turmoil in the earth, but I suspect the birth is emerging, The New Birth, The Birth of a new consciousness, rejecting the old not, but disempowering it. The emergence of birth new, a new mind, The Mind of God interjecting our words, not; but BEING our mind. LET … there be light … wisdom … understanding. Let us know ourselves. Our burden no more to carry as flesh did in separation. Maybe we a species of great capability, great capacity, on the verge of oneness. What would THAT look like?? Maybe we learn to care for each other differently. Maybe the minds that competed, or seemed to be separate, are given the power that only we can give it to be one mind, one mind’d.

Maybe it’s a new age, where we seem to know ourselves better, and our capacities, creating a future no one imagined for us. Maybe in loving each other we’ll begin to like ourselves, and in liking ourselves like each other and love ourselves, in ways never mentioned before. Maybe it’s a new day.

Our future’s bright, surrendering to be who we are, being the light of the world, reestablishing heaven here, in separation no more. May the quantum self come forth? Whatever we are, we’re getting more acquainted with it. With me, with us. I honor me, I honor you, I honer us as one. Selective I am about how I use my mind, not letting it use me for its purposes in separation. The holiness of my mind, I reject no more. Maybe all of our minds are Holy. Maybe all connected. Maybe The Christ Child is all of us, Consciousness of. Maybe our consciousness is creating a new world, for all of us. If so, I’m all in. 🙂

Theodore Cottingham
www.TheodoreCottingham.com
May 17, 2020

 

A flow of words from another world through you, your voice, your pen, is every persons’ right. Every person has a link to God, that link that cannot be broken, that allows for communication, communion, and engagement that leads to the marriage of the mind so that the two become one. One mind. One mind’d. Amen.

The thought that only prophets were to write the words of God is utterly false. The concept that only some are ordained by God to hold a special position of honor over others as they distribute holy unction is the opposite of what Jesus taught and what Jesus brought.

Start communicating with God directly and writing the first person words of God and who will fight you, who will condemn you first and foremost? The religious and its priesthood.

The construct of the priesthood, the construction of intermediaries between you and God that hear God for you, that communicate God to you, that preach messages of distinction with oratorical excellence that evoke feelings of internal corroboration to keep you in ritualized separation from God, is exactly what God hates.

This is the season that God will be released, that the voice of God is released in the common person, common people sensing it’s time and yea past time to receive the word of God directly from the throne of the great one within, the one that is inseparably you.

The Truth will not make you free. Becoming it, become free. The mind of God is salvo’d into you, it’s created day by day, like manna given to the Children of Israel while in their wandering. Truth does not transform, but by surrender it does. Truth without surrender to become it is simply information. Knowing about God is not enough, it’s in becoming it in ultimate surrender that transformation takes place; speech changes, habits appear, and disappear. Values are created. Wonder. Beholdenment. Awe. Curiosity increases. Words change. Light emerges. Decisions decisions decisions. You’re called on to make up your mind; wander as we have with the interpretations of stories that have cast us in their image, or burst out of our own images of what God is, who we are, and what we have before us as opportunities to shield us from the word of God no more. Let us come into the holy places, the holiest of all? The mind. The mind be stilled, the mind receive, value and come together for the marriage of the mind of God and your mind, to be one. Not two co-equal. Not two in hierarchical servitude. But one and the same, where each become the other seamlessly. That’s onehood, oneship, the one now emerging, the Christ. That’s how Christ arranges to get here. We emerge it. We become it. The created mind of consciousness creates, the mind allows awareness, and the Angel that we are keeps us out of our Garden of Opportunity no more. Crucifying the image that’s been given to us, let us birth the new creation that’s us, the creation Christ the common person, and do extraordinary things in love. Love based, love beings, being loved again, by all, equally. Amen.

Theodore Cottingham
www.TheodoreCottingham.com
May 11, 2020