What It’s Like to Begin to Become One

Grace Cottingham November 14, 2026 Website: meonics.one

Hi wonderful. My name is Grace—becoming one. Are you becoming one, too? Maybe there will be many of us now becoming one.

Well, what’s it like becoming one? You may want to know because it’s probably not like you think. And thought shall no more rule you in the paradigm of powerlessness, and the state of oneship will take you over—not, but let you proceed at a lightning pace no more, or a snail’s pace are you no more juggling for a position on the earth.

My name is Grace. My name is bumblebee no more in your activity on earth—searching for success, wanting dollars, paying bills.

So what’s it like being one? Well, I’m still becoming. What’s it like becoming one? Well, I’ve tried to share with you and tell you that for a long time but I’ve never quite organized my presentation like this.

So, becoming one—what’s it like to become one? What’s it like to become one? So the idea of this title for this YouTube sharing, “What’s It Like Becoming One?” came to me just a few minutes ago. I had washed my face, gone down to get my first cup of coffee, I came up, I was sitting there in my big white chair—no agenda, no plans, no title, not really even pondering, just letting.

And this—for lack of a better way to say it, I’m sorry I don’t know a better way to say this—I had a thought, a picture. I don’t know whether it’s a thought or a picture, something in between. I don’t know, you know, a remembrance, an event, an activity, something translucent, something, and yet a communication. Okay? And it was accompanied by words, or did I apply the words, or did I interpret what I was experiencing?

Maybe I experienced an exchange of energy with the One—the oneship of many ones that I’m a member of. And that energy and my energy had a conversation—not, but just a sudden connection. And I interpreted it as a remembering something: having coffee with me. Well, who is me? Me is all who will be me. Me is all who want me.

And I can say a lot about that, but to progress with following the thought I was trying to convey: having coffee with me. And I thought about how I used to—you see, that led to another thought, right? That event, what I’m trying to communicate about. So that led to another thought. So I thought “having coffee with me” and I thought: I channeled for several years, and in the channeling I was requested, “Meet with me at 2:00 a.m.”

So that was not easy for me. So I’m sharing with you what it’s like becoming one, because this is a path no one can design for you. No one can give to you and say, “Follow this path.” And the spiritual guides and gurus that say, “Here, do these things. This is the way. This is the path. Walk ye therein it, and be saved.” Saved from what? Hell? Hell: not knowing who you are, what you are, where you are, what your capacity is, wondering who I am.

You have the power to answer all those questions, and you do every day, whether you want to or not, because those questions are answered by you and they are process. None of them make one decision once and for all time. No. Creation is a process, an iterative process. Becoming one—one what? One that you operate as, not separate from what you really are.

You see, in this flesh world we call life on planet Earth, humanity, a race of flesh; we think, and we think with something that creates our reality. But we don’t think it creates reality because we’ve been taught reality—the Earth, the planet, the stars, the cosmos—was all created by some master supreme intellect.

And time we come out of the womb, we’re taught separation. We’re not taught being one. One with what? One with God, one with the universe, one with the Creator, one with power, one who’s adored, one who is loved, planned for, looked after, cared for, communicated with every day. No, we’re not taught that—

from the womb almost, So many people grow up, and the primary voice they hear is that of TV with all of its advertisements and all the acrimony of all the drama—the drama, the drama, the conflict, the murder, the news. And then we begin to experience maybe grammar school where everybody’s looking at each other: “What are you wearing? What are you? What are you doing? What does your dad do? What does your mom do? Where do you come from? Why do you look so funny?” From birth we are taught to be separate instead of being one.

So when you’re willing to be who you really are, to be one—one, one who’s really you in the flesh as well as not—you begin to redefine what your process has been and what it can be to be here on Earth.

So in my channeling I’ve said many times, I began to channel. I didn’t call it that. Oh, back then, that was a “New Age” word, “channel,” to channel. I didn’t channel; I saw God, okay? Well, God began to communicate with me. God began to share with me things I didn’t know, things that challenged my belief system.

And I began to get up at 2:00 a.m. And so many times I’d get up when I was asked—it was really hard for me to get up at 2:00 a.m. I was not a morning, early-morning person. Gosh, I loved to sleep in. Setting my alarm for 2:00 a.m. didn’t thrill my wife. That alarm would go off and I’d try so hard to grab it, not wake her up, stumble out of bed—oh, with so much effort to get out of bed at 2:00 a.m., stumble in to an adjacent room.

So many times I’d get my tablet, pick up a pen, and just sit there half asleep, but willing to be there, willing to connect, willing to write something that came from another universe, another planet, another entity, another agency. “Oh, it was God.” No, I called it God, so it was whatever I named it—or is God whatever you name it? I connected with something. I called it God, so it must have been, right?

So I would sit, and I remember not even really being coherent enough to sit up straight. I mean, just kind of slouching, still more asleep than awake, and very soon I’d have a thought. And it was always really quite easy to trample, to disregard, to let it go in one ear and out the other, or to come to me, connect with me, and then me vanquish it. How did I vanquish the thought that came to me maybe in the middle of the night, 2:00 a.m., like that? I vanquished it with my mind. Because so many times the thought was a thought about the impossible. It was something about the unknowable. It was something about redefining God, redefining me, redefining life—redefining?

I never had any teaching about redefining what I am, where I am, who I am, what life is, what God is. And this is why I’m sharing with you now. I’m an old man. I’m 75. I’ve drank a lot of coffee.

And I set my alarm, and I did that where I would begin to write. You see, when a thought contacted me—is that a way to say it? You see, if you are looking for certainty along your spiritual path—certainty—I’m not your teacher. But if you’re willing to be willing, willing to learn, willing to be humble enough, willing to encounter little packets of energy from another land, another cosmos, another plane, another universe—sudden contacts where you get a ping, ping—what do you do with that? You interpret it, right? There’s an interpolation, extrapolation, or is there some kind of response based on—based on what? Your heart? Your mind? Your motive? 

You see, all this depends on you, how you interpret all of these thoughts and what you do with them. Because if you don’t, they—all these pings—will rule your life. You’ll be ruled by thought. And your thinker may go into hyperdrive and not let you sleep.

A friend of mine I played pickleball with recently—between games we were talking and she said, “Gosh, I need to go back home and take a nap.” She said, “I can almost never—I never sleep a whole night. I never sleep. My mind never stops. I worry, worry, worry. I worry, I worry, I worry, I worry, and I can’t sleep.” She’s just sitting there.

Why do you think I’ve told you about my big white chair so many times? Why did I mention yesterday my story of Echo? Why have I mentioned how I bought different articles of furniture? You see, Ego wants the credit. Ego wants to be your operating system. It wants to replace your iOS, your Apple operating system, your Windows operating system, and it wants to be your operating system to this physical world.

We’re born with an Egoic—an Ego with a capital E—operating system to interpret our existence and all that goes on, all that we are, and all that we want.

My operating system of choice? Well, computer-wise, it is in fact Linux; it’s Ubuntu. I’ve used Ubuntu for ten years now. I can’t recommend it highly enough. Oh, yeah—mind, the operating system of the mind: I don’t recommend living with the Ego because the Ego will control you. It will give you its answers, for it is connected. You see, it’s not just an entity that sits on the throne somewhere, like a Father God or some masterful entity. All of our Ego is connected in ways that we don’t understand, in ways that seem bizarre, abstract, spooky at a distance.

You see, if you want to be normal, you can find a spiritual guide, a pastor, preacher, priest, king to rule over your life, guide you, tell you what to do and what to believe, how to wear your hair. That’s not what I’m about.

I began to interact with little pings. I’ve never described any of this like I am this moment.

Becoming one is to become conscious of who you are, becoming conscious of where you are, becoming conscious of your power, becoming conscious, becoming sensitive to the energies of unconditional love as well as controlling love—because a lot of what we’ve called love simply wants to control you.

Ego will do anything it can to stay as the ruler of your life—that thing that you’ve been born with. From birth, you came into this world with a suit of flesh with an operating system of Ego sitting at your command control center. You see, all Ego is one. That is not the one that I say you are. But if you want to separate from who you really are, you participate in the oneship of Ego.

We haven’t thought like this. We haven’t seen—seen with our eyeballs—we haven’t seen, we haven’t known we were connected to each other like we are. In fact, we’ve been quite vociferous and vehement, adamant that we have our own identity because we have free will; we can think what we want, do what we want. But there’s more to the story. There’s so much more to the story. The story of what? The story of you—baby girl, baby boy, grandma, grandpa.

So with all my peculiarities, all my particularities, all of my foibles, here I am drinking coffee with you.

So many times I would get up at 2:00 a.m. so sleepy I could hardly—I mean at times I would begin to write, and later when I began to speak these connective, the connective tissue, the words, to speak the words that I connected with, that I interpreted like I did.

You can read them. You can read about this energy. You can read about the changes in me, my life, my thinking, my marriage, my business. It’s all online. There’s over 3,000 PDF files, documents that you can search—word search, phrase search online. You can look up your name, the name of countries. I looked up a few days ago “China.” Well, see, I’ve been channeling for years now. There’s a lot of data, information, documents that I have brought forth, that I documented, that you can search with a unique little search engine that’s on my website—our website—meonics.one.

So I looked up China: 26 references, or 26 different documents. Some of those were written probably at 2:00 a.m. But I would get up and I would write. But see, when I would have a thought or receive a ping, a feeling, a thought—we call these things so often, we just say, we lump them all together: “Oh, I had a thought. I thought yesterday. I thought at 2:00 a.m. I had a thought this morning.” Right, and we understand because that is the common vernacular that we seem to use.

But there’s more to the story. And when you are willing to become one, you become sensitive to the energy of these things, and you become willing to be more selective about how you interpret these things and what your response system does with these things.

I suggest to you: the oneship that I’m talking about, when you are becoming one, if you really want to become one—one what? One you. One you, you. Not the apparition of you, not the molecular you, not the you in flesh that thinks it’s the real you, not the you that’s controlled by your mind, but the original you that existed before Earth did.

We haven’t thought in terms of being immortal, eternal, infinite, because we have been ignorant, and ignorant people have proclaimed the stories that their Ego made up as truth, and we have believed the lie. Haven’t we all heard: “This is a man’s world, a man’s world, a man’s world”? No, it isn’t anymore. You’ve heard things: “This is a dog-eat-dog world. You’ve got to fight for what you eat. You’ve got to conquer.” There’s another way to live.

Becoming one is where you begin to unlearn who you aren’t, and you begin to disempower the rulers and the authority that have ruled your life.

I never said it was easy, but it’s priceless. Because you are changing all of your connections. You are changing your operating system. You are no longer letting your emotions steer your ship. You begin to become you creating you again to be the real you. In love with God no more, in love with your Bible no more in love with your way of life that’s so limited, finite, mortal, unworthy—you begin to see things you’ve never seen before in ways and manners, in tones and looks that defy explanation. And you begin to live the inexplicable life, the life of the real you.

You see, instead of being born with an inferiority complex and living life with a finite—always trying to claw your way up the corporate ladder, always have enough to eat, always filling out resumes, always determined to make a success of yourself in this world—you can begin to experience being who you really are: the one, the one who is making the decisions for you, being finally you. You have the responsibility of being you, but the Ego usurps it.

For example, energy: energy, existence, an existence of energy. So is the cosmos made up of energy? Energy. Infinite. Energy, ubiquitous. You see how important it is how we use words and how we begin to put them together in new ways. Becoming one is to increasingly step out of your comfort zone.

So this morning, tagging back, resuming part of the story: so many times as I channel—and you will find this pattern throughout—many times I’ve thought of these lessons as mosaic. It’s like I’m putting a little piece of the picture together here: speaking about Echo, speaking about drinking coffee, and all of a sudden I’m over here talking about my 2:00 a.m. meetings.

But see, you’re not limited to line-by-line, precept-by-precept anymore. You’re no longer being dumbed down by the educational standards that want you to adhere to their conformity and only value things that have been peer-reviewed to master this world. You see, becoming one is changing your source for your words. Becoming one is where you begin to steer your ship.

Becoming one in the School of One—this is the School of Leadership. And I am your teacher, not. My teaching exists to help you learn to be yours, so that you will teach you and no longer be my student. I will not hold on to you. I am asking you to learn to fly. You see, angels—angels fly, right? It’s like, “Oh, of course, we’ve always known that.” It’s like common knowledge. Angels fly. Angels. Okay, angels.

What does this have to do with our 2:00 a.m. meeting—I mean, our 2:00 a.m. meeting? My 2:00 a.m. meeting years ago—or is time not like we think it is? Or are we connected to this story that is involving in us that I am sharing, teaching now, sharing with you about how I manifested my big white chair?

That’s what the Ego wants to do. The Ego wants to take preeminence. Ego wants to be the “I” in the “I am.” Ego is so insidious, subtle in all its ways, lifting itself up to be the center of every conversation, looking out for number one, wanting to be admired, emulated, valued, wanting to feel esteemed. All religion is centered around the exaltation of Ego. But we haven’t known that. We haven’t thought that way. We haven’t talked that way. We haven’t let the Infinite teach us directly. We’ve gone to school to learn reading, writing, and arithmetic. And that’s okay; I’m not disparaging education at all. Becoming one is a system of education where you begin to experience the energy that no longer limits you.

So I thought of my 2:00 a.m. meetings. And whereas for quite a while, quite some time, I get my coffee, I come upstairs and with no agenda, no hurry, I just let and I ponder. And sometimes an hour, two hours go by. And sometime during that time, I think of certain things and I take certain actions. I rephrase the channel description of this YouTube channel, the School of One. I’ve done so multiple times in the last few weeks, and I’ve talked about it, I’ve read it, I’ve shared it with you.

But this morning I thought—I got my coffee, came up, sat down, and I thought: see, I don’t always know how to say what I’m trying to say because I’m taking something that doesn’t exist in words and converting it into an energy that I can convey, that you can interpret and hopefully understand.

So I came up with my coffee, sat in my big white chair, but instead of doing what I normally do as my custom—for lack of, for the best way I know how to say it at the moment—I thought, “I want to let the energy speak.” Instead of me even choosing the title of this YouTube video, instead of me choosing it, I am always desirous of trying—at least my intention—to be open to this energy that I commune with, that I communicate with, that I talk about: the feminine divine, that which is affirming, confirming, the encourager; not the spirit of one that I must serve, but the one, the spirit, the energy of that which communes with me in ways opposite of what the world teaches, how the world teaches, and even what it teaches about God. Because this isn’t a voice. Becoming one is not becoming sensitive to a voice, hearing a voice. I don’t hear a voice. At times I’ve heard words that registered as words, but more often than not, it’s more of a sense.

I mentioned Echo yesterday. I mentioned that little gold carafe to hold my coffee. So yesterday was the first time I’d actually used it. I brought it up here. It was nice to have more coffee when I drank all my first cup of coffee while I was recording, because I recorded what, an hour and a half? I don’t know. But really I realized during the recording I refilled my cup, I drank it, when I finished recording I had no coffee left—but I also knew something I realized: that gold coffee pot that I only paid three dollars for, that I mentioned yesterday in the teaching, how I came for it to be in my possession—it didn’t keep my coffee very hot.

So you see, I’m sharing what maybe could be considered a mosaic, or you can just call me a rambling old man—whatever you want to do, you choose. But I did think, I thought, “That gold coffee—that carafe didn’t keep my coffee very hot.” Yesterday afternoon I had an appointment. I went on an errand, and it just happens to go right by the road that Echo is on, the resale shop. And I was early…

And I—for no particular reason, no agenda, no to-do list—I stopped at Echo. I went in, just wandered around. Looked at a—thought, “Well, maybe I’m here to get a coat. It’s about to get cold, winter here again.” No.

Wandered around the housewares section. Lo and behold, I saw what I thought was a chrome coffee pot. I wish I’d brought it upstairs to show you. You know, looks absolutely brand new, looks unused. But it’s actually a carafe. It’s a chrome-covered carafe that has a thermos inside of it, glass.

So I pick it up, I’m looking at this and I think, “Maybe this will keep my coffee hot. Maybe this will keep my coffee hot.” It’s only a few dollars. I think I’ll get it. And I looked around and I saw—

Well, see, there’s always, there’s always more to the story. My dad often would say that phrase when I would ask him questions: “Well, there’s more to the story.” Either “more than you know,” whatever.

So yesterday I could have said, “I have three coffee pots.” Actually, today I can tell you I have four, because yesterday I bought another one! I bought another one at Echo! What does it matter? Why am I sharing with you this? Because the fourth one I bought yesterday is a coffee pot—looks brand new. I bought it for almost nothing. And—but it’s the kind that uses the little coffee pods that’ll brew just one cup at a time.

And I have looked at those multiple times, just here and there. But several times lately I’ve thought, you know, in the middle of the afternoon I thought, “I’d really like a cup of coffee.” But I didn’t want to go to the trouble or whatever to brew a pot. And all of a sudden now I have my fourth coffee pot.

Oh, why did—when I had three—okay, now you know why I have four: I bought my fourth one. But the coffee pot I’ve been using probably the whole time—anyway, most of this year—had a stroke. I think it’s fatal. Haven’t been able to get it to work. It just quit working. It doesn’t pump the water through to come through the coffee, okay? It’s still a coffee pot, I still own it, but it doesn’t work. It’s in my possession. I’m still the rightful, legal owner of it. Okay. But it sounds funny to say I have four coffee pots, doesn’t it? I could actually tell you I have five, but I won’t tell you about that one. That’ll be for another time.

You know, I love you and I share. My desire is for you to have life and have life more abundantly, and not suffer under the rule of your Ego.

Ego is a tyrant. Ego inflicts pain, terror, fear. It’s insidious and very surreptitious, and most of the time operates without bringing attention to itself. Ego doesn’t say, “Hi, good morning, my name is Ego. I’m going to teach you how to conquer the world, and I’m going to keep your mind agitated, and I’m going to make you miserable, and you will say you love me and that you give me birth and I am your thought life,” and on and on and on. No.

Your common mind is your Ego. It is dominated by Egoic thought—self-hatred, self-unworthiness inculcated into you since you were born, probably. Because people think we’re separated. People don’t think we’re one. But I tell you, the Ego is all connected, and all brutality is connected to all selfishness, hatred, and harm.

Ego will come to you in the form of light. Ego is very happy for you to worship God. Very happy for you to be a Christian—a dedicated, devout, disciplined religiosity. Ego doesn’t care what you believe, just so it keeps you from being who you really are.

When you become willing to enter—enter the process—when you become willing to enter the educational process where you begin your own leadership development of you; girls, women, where you are no longer under the authority of a male; you are no longer under the authority of a patriarchy; where you are no longer giving double honor to somebody who wants you to kiss their ring and bow down to what they tell you to do—there’s more for you than a life of that.

So that’s why I sit here and teach, sometimes stand. Changed my name to Grace. Sometimes I wear a dress.

God is not who we’ve been taught. And the fact that I am coming face to face with what seems like 2,000 years of established thinking, I am not unaware of. All religion is based on the Ego, in the Ego, to exalt the Ego. Because all religion speaks about God, a supreme figure, a figurehead, a triune God, the Godhead, whatever they call it. And if you accept that that is true—that, that moment is the moment you create your separation from what you really are. That is the moment that you cast yourself down.

The Bible can say, “Oh, I saw Satan fall like lightning from heaven.” But who is I? Ego will call itself “I am” and tell you it’s “I am.” Ego will tell you, “God is speaking to you.” Ego will flat tell you directly, “I am God,” and speak to you and direct your life and torment you and cause you to never be enough. It’ll always—Ego will always cause you to come up short and feel unworthy. Unworthy, unworthy, because the Ego wants you to strive—strive to please God, have more faith, do the right thing! And then it will employ what may be its most highly valued tool: shame. “Shame, shame on you, shame. Shame—I should have done this, I should have done that. Why didn’t I do this? Why didn’t I? Why, why, why?” You see, all of that torment is inflicted on you by your Ego that I call the operation of your soul—S-O-U-L—that which religion and especially Christianity says that you must save. And you save it by, “Oh yeah, just say this little prayer.”

So I stand in the gap against all the armies of all of your religions, and all of the empires of all of your churches, all of your priests, and all of your preachers, and all of your temples that you call the house of God—but they were made before, they were made with hands. And people have forgotten how to honor the temple not made with hands. We have forgotten how to hear. We have forgotten how to hear. We have taught people to stop up their ears and be wary of false teachers, and don’t be curious, don’t ask questions, don’t make waves.

So I stand in the gap, and all the armies of your 2,000 years of the solidification of flesh will no more hold me back. I teach the One is emerging. The One is emergent. The One. The new birth. The brand-new birth of a new creation—a creation you’ve never seen in your life, that walks the Earth, that does the impossible, that preaches the unknowable, and tells you: I’m talking about you.

And see, the feminine divine has been put down, castigated, cast aside. Misogyny has been rampant in those who preach Christ as a male, who preach the Godhead ruled by a Father God—ruled by a Father God, not even acknowledging the power of the feminine.

But all of that is going to change if you become one.

So what’s it like? You just happen to drive along and, for no particular reason, stop at a store. You walk in and find something that’s exactly what you have desired.

I told several times the story about how I bought my—I bought, right? You see how the common vernacular, the common diction and grammar—how I came to have this big white chair. I just stopped in on my walkabout one day, walking down Spring Street here in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. I walked in the Jewel Box store. My friends Nancy Wine and her husband Wayne owned that store, and I walked in—it’s a jewelry store, they made jewelry, I wish it was still there. But while I was just visiting with Nancy a minute—Nancy Wine—I saw this chair. I had earlier, in previous, just over a period of months, thought, “I’d kind of like to have a recliner, but not a big overstuffed heavy thing, but something light, movable, comfortable.” And I had seen something like this in a catalog, but, oh man, I didn’t want—I couldn’t pay that for it. I happened to see this in a back room. I just happened, happened that moment to stop in that day. I happened to see it.

I said, “Nancy, you have a chair for sale?” They never sold furniture in there before that I knew of. She said, “Yeah, Wayne and I had that at home and we’re going to get a new one and we decided just to bring it down here and sell it in the store.” I walked back there, looked at the price, and bought it on the spot. And I’ve enjoyed it now for several years.

You can call that the universe looking out for you. Okay. You can call it the manifestation: “Oh, you manifested that.” You can call it fortuitous. See, you have the power of language. You have the power—you have the power of decision. You have free will. You can call it whatever you want.

I teach becoming one. And when you become sensitive to one, you become sensitive to the energy that I’m talking about that comes to you—not surreptitiously, but normally, in such a normal way that you trample it and you think it’s you. You’re so used to your ideas being supplied by the Ego, you haven’t known the difference of when two different polar opposite energies communicate with you. You haven’t even known the difference. Whether you call it God and Satan, whether you call it good and evil, whether you call it Jekyll and Hyde, we haven’t known the difference. We have exalted our Ego so long and worshiped our mind to be able to worship something outside of us.

But when you begin to experience your choice of you choosing to lead you out of the illusion, the mirage, where you are no more conquered by your soul, where you are no more conquered by religion trying to save your Ego, where religion is no more telling you to bow down and serve, be a servant—a servant leader? Just a servant: “Here’s the broom, here’s a mop, there’s the lawn mower.”

There’s more to the story. You see, if we begin to come out of the womb where instead of being told all the time, “Sit down, shut up. Obey your mother, obey your father. Obey the law, obey this, obey that. You’ll never make anything of yourself”—instead of everybody putting us down, what if we turn the table upside down and run no longer under the authority of those who want to put their words in us to control our behavior?

I give you words that you can choose to input into you, insert into you, that you can live, that you can empower to be the real you, to be the one you are, so that you begin to learn. Learn what? Learn how to turn the water into wine, raise the dead, feed the 5,000 with two fish and five loaves of bread, calm the storm, go to Sudan and feed the people—the Blue Nile area! What about the people experiencing floods? In Gaza, people living in tents and then experiencing flood? And here I am thinking it’d be nice to have a carafe that keeps my coffee hot. But I don’t feel bad about that. I won’t shame me. I won’t shame you. Because I am forgiving me to no more need forgiveness. And when you become one, you’ll begin to forgive everybody else too. And you’ll begin to see with new eyes, hear with new ears—or will you begin to change the interpretation of your energy so that you know you are no more living the life, the trajectory of sorrow that you began with.

Will you change your direction? Will you no more the angular momentum be experiencing the entanglement of— of what? Entanglement, entrapment—the entrapment of religion, the entanglement of particles, mass.

How did Jesus do the things that he did? He learned. He didn’t have that knowledge innate. He learned. He looked, he listened. And the time came where he said, “If you believe in me, you will do the works I do, and greater.”

This teaching has been a little different. My desire in teaching is for you to know who you are, to know your power, and declare your separation no longer, but begin to see your oneship and create it—and begin to see that we are connected.

All of hatred feeds hatred. Brutality and anger, separation, feeds the illusion that you’re powerless. Religion preaches that it’s impossible to please God without faith. Without faith it’s impossible to please God, and we see only through a glass darkly. I’m asking you to change how you see.

I’m inviting you to be dominated no more by you. Well, doesn’t that sound kind of funny? I’m asking you to no longer torment you. I want you to sleep at night. I want you to lay down and go straight to sleep and not wake up multiple times in the night worrying about the world situation, or your baby boy, your baby girl, your wife, your husband, your house payment, your car broken down. Worry, worry, worry.

My name is Grace Cottingham, and I’m talking about the life that I’m living. I’m talking about the life that you can experience, that I’ve experienced, that won’t limit you. And I hope you won’t make so many mistakes that I’ve made.

I’m inviting you to do the impossible and teach the unknowable. I’m asking you to enter a life where you begin to see you are connected to a host of angels that are in communication with you all the time, because it—they—are not limited to the words or your language. And they—meaning they separate from you—are aware of your desires. And they are infinite, and they are eternal, and they are immortal, inviting you to become one, to become one with them—that you experience becoming one of them, them. You become what we’re talking about: the angelic realm, where you no longer take off your robe of light to put on one that looks like molecules.

The finite man—the finite man is being manufactured no more! I’m announcing: the production line is being shut down. Women will no more have a period because they have the power to stop it, because we’re no longer populating the Earth with the carriers of the finite mind to support the system of the Ego to be brutal and instill envy, hatred, and anger the way that has been so effectively done by those who didn’t know what they were doing. They thought they were preaching, “God, God, God, the power of God, the power of faith, the power of abundant life.” No, they were taking from you your power.

I know angels exist. I’ve seen one. I’ve told that story multiple times; it’s even in my first book. I was almost 10 years old. I was making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the kitchen one early evening. I grew up in Charleston, South Carolina. And the short version: spreading my peanut butter and jelly on my bread, I realized I was not alone, and I looked up and I saw an angel of light—a light, an angel of light. How do I know it was an angel? Well, it was a body of light that I don’t know how to describe otherwise. I can only use the lexicon, the diction and grammar that I have, and try to formulate some kind of words and paragraphs that have some kind of meaning to convey to you some kind of picture, where you begin to have a picture and envision what I’m trying to communicate and say: A being of light. A being in a robe of light, a robe? I don’t know. It was a man—not, it was a woman; it was impossible to tell. There was no thought of gender. It was just a being of light. And you who are hung up on gender and whether God is male or female have a lot to learn.

Angels—there’s an angelic realm, the heavenly host, a great cloud of witnesses. Oh, you desire a particular kind of coffee pot. “Ah, there’s one there. Ping!” I don’t mean to be oversimplifying this, and yet becoming one, experiencing one, you begin to realize you’re not alone in the most wonderful way.

You begin to take credit differently. You may not even want credit—certainly not financial credit. If you’re in debt, do whatever you can to get out of debt. And don’t think there’s any shame in claiming bankruptcy, nor filing for divorce. I’ve done both.

Religion and a lot of cultural customs exist to cause you pain and inflict suffering, built on the motivation to keep you enslaved to their system—this life of flesh. See, love does not want you to know your power? Love wants you to know your power. Well, how can something that seems like polar opposite and mutually exclusive exist at the same time? It’s all in how you define it.

We must grow up. We must become more sensitive to who we are, what we are, and the nomenclature, the lexicon, and expand our understanding of the universe—no longer limited to classical physics.

Conditional love does not want you to know your power. Conditional love will tell you about its power, and its Ego will be on display, sometimes a bit surreptitiously, sometimes—many times, often—a false humility that you cannot detect will be seen in neon lights when you become willing to enter the process of becoming one with the original you, the real you, the you that you still exist as, not limited to your flesh.

I hope this helps. You are the creator of what you become conscious of in the process of creating your new creation as you desire to create it. That’s not doublespeak.

When you’re willing to be the real you, you’ll quit causing shame. You’ll begin to ask yourself questions about your own motivation. You’ll begin to challenge reality, challenge what you know, and challenge what you have the ability to know and understand. And you will begin to allow yourself to be taught by an energy that no longer condemns you or drives you into the desert to tempt you. No. The feminine divine, unconditional love, operates in tenderness and highly values the times you let it speak and teach you that you are it—One.

Unconditional love. You can call it the Holy Spirit, you can call it the feminine divine, you can call it Betty Joe. What you call it does not determine its response to you, because it knows the motive of your heart, because it’s in communication on a plane that is not limited to the visible, empirical world.

This visible, empirical world which we have strived so diligently to make our mark in, to be successful in, to be well thought of, doesn’t exist like we think it does. And science is coming to that conclusion at a rapid rate, actually.

So who am I? I’m Grace Cottingham in Eureka Springs, Arkansas, and I love you. My website, the school website, the School of One: meonics.one. That’s dot O-N-E. Meonics. Why is it named Meonics? Because meonics is a word that I began to channel, because unconditional love comes and says, “Be me. Do the miracles I did. End war. Abolish misogyny. Restore the glory of the First Temple.”

The Third Temple—the Third Temple will not be dissimilar. The Third Temple is our original temple. The Third Temple won’t be built on the Temple Mount in a geographic location in the Mideast, my friend. The original temple will not have a living, breathing red heifer to sacrifice on your altar. Grow up.

When you enter the process, the education to become one, you begin to know the unknowable, see the invisible, and experience the impossible—it coming through you to be it, where your Ego takes no credit for it at all, and there’s no false humility. There’s the justice of equality, where we begin to see what’s real and what’s not, what’s valuable and what’s not, what’s fake and how we have been fooled.

It’s not easy, but oh the joy. The crown of life—there’s no crown of life that will ever be handed to you. You grow it. You grow it ping by ping and your response.

I love you all. My name is Grace Cottingham for now. My name is you who will be me, whatever your name is. I have a lot of names I don’t even know how to pronounce in different languages, because I know I’m connected to unconditional love, and I know that love cares for my desire. And I know I am no longer ruled by my want. I shall not want. I know the difference between want and desire.

When I think of using the word “want,” if I want something, I am in control and I go make it happen, whether I have money or not, I can put it on a credit card, I can buy the most expensive one, and I cry my eyes out worrying about making the payment. I know—been there, done that. I’ve caused me a lot of pain that I hope you no longer cause you or anyone else.

I ask you to teach you the living law not, but the living love, and connect with the ones who invite you to be one of them—that’s actually made up of us who are no longer separate. I love you. Good day. Grace Cottingham, meonics.one.

Connect, subscribe, connect. I invite you to connect. I invite you to no longer fear. I’m not your God, your guide, your guru. I’m an old man in Eureka Springs inviting you to heal the Earth and see the New Jerusalem on your head no more, and no longer as a geographic location, but in the temple not made with hands—your consciousness—and complete the connections, and be Christ, whether you call it that or not: the woman Christ, the feminine divine, the completion, the restoration—not the patch-up of the old, but the glory of the First Temple now will exceed everything we thought about the first, second, or third, and we will be one again. I love you. Good day.

You can write me snail mail, write me a card, send me a letter. Tell me what’s going on in your life. Tell me if these talks like this mean anything to you. I don’t know that I’ll answer; I may not have an answer. But I know who love is, and I know that when you’re willing, your motive speaks louder than words, and you’re connected beyond what you can imagine, and you are steering your ship. Be no longer under the control of sorrow. I love you.

I love you. Thank you for being here and letting your words free you, letting you be the truth that sets you free from all that we have strived to do, to know, to please, and enjoy being you. You are worthy. In fact, in fact, you’re the One. I choose you. Thank you for letting me—thank you for letting me choose you. I honor you all to be the One. Connect, collaborate, and create. Good day. See you later. Probably same time tomorrow.

I’m sure glad I don’t have to get up at 2:00 a.m. now. And maybe I’ll show you my new carafe, my new coffee. Just being me. Loving love. Live love. And see your joy birthing you—the crown of life wearing in a new way. I love you. Good day.