In Carl Bozeman’s profound and deeply compelling On Being God: Beyond Your Life’s Purpose, the author reveals an experience that changed his life and led to the inspiring revelations so beautifully described in his book. Bozeman puts forth the convincing belief that we are not a composite of the people and events and experiences beginning at birth, rather we are the “now” and endowed with such creative energy as to make each of us a god. Knowing this, and fully recognizing what exists within us?our own power and our knowledge?will direct us beyond the mundane and into the realm of embracing our infinite and divine nature. Only then can we recognize that what we perceive as our reality is, in truth, only a small part of what and who we are. Accepting this true and exquisite authenticity will bring purpose and joy into our lives.
Carl has always been spiritually connected and driven to know the higher purposes of our existence on Earth. Over his lifetime he has sometimes felt haunted by the "otherness" of life we routinely fail to comprehend in the hustle and bustle of a very narrow view of awareness we all seem to accept as reality. That "otherness" is about which, he writes. What makes him qualified to write such a book is that in his own search to find truth he found what Jesus refers to as, "the kingdom of heaven."
The kingdom of heaven is not within us, rather it is us! We all possess it as well as every other soul on this planet past, present and future. We need only find it to begin to comprehend our own unique greatness. To learn more about the author or how to increase your own spiritual enlightenment please go to the website www.spiritual-intuition.com.
The following is a short biographical summary by Carl of some of the life experiences that has brought Him to the place where the book "On Being God-Beyond Your Life's Purpose" could be written:
Biography and credentials are so insignificant when compared to our infinite natures. All of the things we seek to get us through this life mean so little when stood up against the things of eternity. What I share here has little if any significance anymore in terms of how I once identified myself with them. The things of my past do not haunt me as they once did.
I was physically, mentally and sexually abused as a child. I was also raped and tortured and like many children I had Attention Deficit Disorder, although at that time no one knew what that was, so in order to deal with my hyper activity my mother and father beat it out of me. I recall my mother telling me on occasion that she must break my spirit. In a way she did because I retreated into my inner world of daydreams and visits to wooded areas by myself where I could wander free and without the threat of abusive adults. I was never a good student but I did love to read. Nights were scary and I learned to sleep deeply and without any recall of dreams. Somehow I made it through all of this into adulthood.
As an adult I struggled with Post Traumatic Stress, depression and Dissociative Identity Disorder (Multiple personalities) while being married, raising a family of four and pursuing career goals that never felt really good to me even though I was very successful. Everything was washed away when I came to the awareness I refer to in my introduction. When I say washed away I mean as if all the things of my past never happened. Before that time I lived the experiences over and over and felt all the emotion, fear and terror I experienced as a child when it was all happening. Now it is as if I had read it in a book and while horrible to my sense of reason it is as if someone else was the victim. I no longer feel the way about those experiences I once did. I have been in therapy off and on for thirty years and yet in an instant of clarity and incredible awareness I was swept clean of the identity created through my relentless struggle to hang on to every detail of my past. It became a crutch for every aspect of my life that didn't go as I wanted it to. It no longer is and the weight of it no longer burdens me. I have no identity with those times or experiences. What I do have is each wonderful moment of this present time and eyes through which I see an incredible world and wondrousness that defies all earthly description. During those thirty years I often wished I could go back and change the circumstances of my life or have a do over with the benefit of the knowledge I gained along the way. I no longer feel that way. In fact I realize now that my life has been and is perfect and outside of having lived that past it does not define the real me I now know and all of those experiences and trials along the way have been an incredible journey that has led me to now. What a wonderful gift it has been.
As for credentials I lived and worked in this reality as all of us do and I provided for the needs of my family as all good fathers. I was successful in my chosen field but it all seems so distant and unimportant. What I can say is that in everything I ever did I always knew something more was at hand. It needled me constantly at every point in my life. For instance in 1973 I was a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints serving in the England East mission which covered most of London and East Anglia of the British Isles. I was in my second year and nearing the completion of my two year term.
On one occasion my companion and I knocked on the door of a woman who came out to greet us when she suddenly went silent and just stood there looking at me. As I began giving the standard introductory message she interrupted me by saying loudly, "you've got it." I stopped my speech and asked, "I've got what?" She looked at me and smiled and simply said, "I know what it is and you've got it." My companion and I were both stumped as to what, if anything, she was talking about. .
She was an older woman with long painted fingernails, fake eyelashes covered heavily with mascara, thick black hair that was likely dyed, a long colorful dress with slippers and a scarf around her head. I was struck with the thought as I observed her that she could very well be a witch or possibly a gypsy fortune teller. As this impression came into my mind I looked into her eyes and she smiled again and said, "That's right.....you got it, I'm both of those."At first I was frightened that somehow she knew what I was thinking but it passed as a calm settled in on me. She looked at me, smiled and said "it's okay love, not to worry I am a Psychic Medium and I'm telling you that you have the gift." She told me she could see these things in others and that she saw it in me the moment she opened the door. I knew what she was seeing but I had to ask myself over and over what was it? I never really questioned her about this so called "it" she claimed I had. I just knew things as I knew she did as well.
I never sought out ways to develop or use this seeming power I possessed. In fact I avoided it as often as I could because it carried with it a responsibility I was not strong enough to accept. In spite of my avoidance, however, I was called upon many times to look into the souls of others, such as my children, wife and friends and I have seen things unfold in their lives that I was given a preview to many years before. I have great difficulty claiming the power to heal but I have witnessed this gift, as well, many times with many people I have touched. As much as I have fought to keep it in it has found ways to come out and make me ever more aware that it will not go away. I still find it difficult to describe myself as having psychic abilities, or the power to heal. I do accept now that something wonderful works through me even though I continue to wonder what it is.
One last thought that I believe is my greatest credential. When I was fifteen I was told that men and women from many walks of life would come to me for counsel and that my tongue would be loosened, my memory quickened and that I would speak fluently and convincingly and that those who listened would know that I spoke the truth. I have always known this to be true. Since that time I have seen the faces of those people who are searching for the words of this book and for the council I will provide. There are many who search and they exist in every place on earth. I know they will find me.
