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If I say “I love you very much” I must be mistaken for LOVE is UNCONDITIONAL (“very much” is a condition).

If I ask to be Loved I must be seeking mere approval for LOVE is UNCONDITIONAL (I had to ask.)

If I ACCEPT the LOVE I acknowledge the source of that LOVE.

If I ACKNOWLEDGE the source of LOVE I acknowledge that THE LOVE was always there from the beginning of FOREVER.

I ACCEPT the LOVE and I’ll pass it on.







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I cannot influence anyone to newer ideas by telling them that my way is better, that their way is wrong.

An opportunity for change to take place occurs when one shares their discoveries. If it is attractive it will be noticed.

I am not running for office but I do approve of this message.

Lee Broom


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All beliefs are indefensible substitutes for knowledge.

The term Idle Gossip is redundant.

The term Idol Worship is also redundant.

The popularity of an idea does not make it true.

And, assembling a hundred logical arguments for




Perhaps we, who are driven to identify the mistaken beliefs of society, could busy our selves seeking to encourage others to seek truth.

Every supporter of every idea whether truthful or not was motivated by the same goal as all of nature; whether a lowly amoeba or a newborn human babe, we all spend every waking moment in the search for safety.

I spent nearly forty years trying to identify a possible explanation for information acquired with the aid of a “sense” which was new to me in midlife. I began to think in terms of “what if?”. Words like psychic and ESP and telepathy were unacceptable to me.

One day, decades later, it began coming  together.

I had hoped for evidence of  “telepathy” . What I apparently had discovered however was a description of an intelligent creative force which was in possession of the memory of all past and future events and which would necessarily possess the only known quantity of unconditional LOVE for SELF which would include the components of everything which would make access to this wellspring, this veritable fountain of youth, I was surprised to say the least and I wanted to share my discovery.

Shortly thereafter I began to realize that my discovery was not entirely unique. This Higher Power’s job description had been described thousands of years ago. It was not considered to be God but a memory of all past events; it was called the Akashik record.

Perhaps the originator of this idea arrived at this conclusion using logical means but apparently  the idea of the memory of future events had not yet presented itself.

I realized that perhaps I am the first to acquire the knowledge of how it all happened. I knew that it was probably as true to say that my AKASHIK-JEHOVAH had been here forever and is here for the duration as to say HE/SHE/IT had been created by the BIG BANG.

Lee Broom


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Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil… Twenty Third Psalm.

On the morning of 7 July 2015 I had a story to tell; the time to do so arrived that evening in the company of friends. Each of us took turns sharing a few words about gratitude. When my time came I spoke of a change in heart as to what gratitude was coming to mean for me. I explained that my life was evolving from a daily habit of voicing gratitude for the events in my life to an unexplainable transformation of a reduced awareness of fear and to a feeling of being completely protected.


I began with a story of an automobile accident on 15 November 2013, which left me apparently helpless but unexplainably fearless for a few hours as I dealt with this new event in my life.


I went on to describe how each day since has  been altered somehow, in a way that appears on the surface to be a gradual removal of fear but which I believe is actually a growing awareness and subsequent acceptance of God’s Love. Though I am becoming less cognizant of fear I continue to regard fear as a gift and know it is there if I need it.

. Here is that story.

Six weeks prior to this morning’s adventure I sold my badl broken truck and bought a bicycle with part of the resulting proceeds. I am having difficulties riding that bike as my body has never fully recovered from a traffic accident of 11/15/2013

Each morning at first light I ride this new road bike a bit further than the day before, adding another chore, another activity, another mile, hoping to rebuild my strength. On this particular morning I bought my newspaper and stopped at a coffee shop to peruse the heralded events of the previous day. Afterwards, I began the next leg of my journey to the dry-cleaner. Though I have started a new habit of washing and ironing my own dress shirts I still had a few dry-cleanable items; I had several pairs of slacks rolled up in my laptop bag.

As I approached the intersection at 38th street and Indian School Road, the light turned red and I stopped. When it turned green again I pushed on my pedals and started across. Upon reaching the halfway mark the light turned red again and the first three lanes of traffic waited for me to pass; all that is except for one vehicle in the southernmost lane.


As I continued south the auto that now had my full attention moved forward as though life depended on every second. It was clear to me that if one of us did not change our path or our speed I would be directly in front of a fast-moving vehicle a blink away from an undesirable experience. From where I was when I came into possession of this important realization to the probable point of impact was obviously less than a second. Here is a description of dawning awareness as time seemed to slow.

I had already prepared myself for impact. I had tried to calculate the probabilities that the driver would see me and I knew instantly that this was a waste of time.

However, having been hit broadside while riding another bike by a vehicle twenty years earlier, I also knew that at the observed speed and my being dead center in front of this four wheeled guided missle  I could probably count on being impacted with enough force to throw me and my bright red/orange Motobecane at least twenty feet, far enough to put me out if harm’s way and at worst break a leg.

The other alternative was to slam on my brakes which with my diminished sense of balance would surely throw me to the ground and the unstoppable, out of control, vehicular menace would crush me and my two-wheeled gift from God beneath the wheels its wheels and I would discover as my head popped like a crushed melon whether my thoughts would continue as I left my body.

There was only one sensible alternative…

As I continued my crossing with no change whatever, neither slowing nor increasing speed, the dragster before me responded to the sudden new awareness of its driver and came to a noisy stop. As I continued my crossing unharmed I noted that at the point where I had predicted the slam of a mighty force, the potential impediment to progress caressed the flapping cuff of my Levis and I continued to the completion of my short journey. I was not surprised nor was I grateful; I was worried about the driver whom I guessed might be in shock..

I stopped and turned to look. The driver had her head bowed over the steering wheel as though in prayer. She suddenly looked toward me and nodded. I returned the heads-up salute and watched her drive away.

As I recounted the event with friends later in the day I could recall no experience of fear; only Love..


Lee Broom


Hovering Above Zero

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My friend  Randy gave a lecture entitled Hovering Above Zero. I did not ask him if those were his own words but I can say that the image of Hovering Above Zero inspired me so thoroughly that the balance of Randy’s message has moved my thinking for the moment, to the back of the room; I am pretty sure that we are on the same page.

I believe that the two greatest Powers known to man are Love and Desire: The nature of man can be summed up as Fear and Desire, Fear in this scenario being represented by the label, Zero. Zero in this case helps me to recognize that Fear is not a Power but rather the Absence of Power. The nature of The Ultimate Power appears to me to be Total Love and the Sum of All Knowledge. Given more blogging space and undeterred by the possible loss of readers I would gladly share the details of the years of research which I believe lend credence to this observation but for now let us say that Love and Desire are the two greatest powers known to mankind.

Fear is the absence of Power. When we tolerate Fear by “Being Strong” or “Pleasing Others” or “Trying” to “Be Perfect” we are seeking to overcome Fear when in fact what we are doing is increasing the likelihood that our specific Fears materialize or continue if already in progress. We are Hovering Above Zero and we are certain to fail.

Whatever we Fear can be healed. Whatever Power we need to overcome Fear can be found by accepting The Love. Nothing can harm us when we are immersed in The Love. I know of no limitations for the partnership of Love and Desire.

Accept The Love and Pass it on. Thank you Randy.

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Hovering: Denying, defying, never trying. How high? Above Zero. (We need a Hero.)

Covering: The lies, the sighs, the highs, the sky’s the limit. Any lengths? Right, whatever.

Discovering: A better way? What did they say? A Higher Power?

Recovering: Truth? Really? How far? Any lengths? Really?

Savoring: Never wavering. How far? Any lengths. Really.

Hovering? Flying with the birdies, my Luv. Flying with the birdies. How high? Really? Now really.

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