HEAVEN LETTERS

God's New Series - Heavenletter #6310 Everyone Loves A Mystery, May 6, 2018 

God said: 
Life, as it occurs to you, doesn't altogether lead to a crescendo. Life seems to mosey along. The top layer of life you mostly ride on seems to do many about-faces. Instead of a clear point, life appears roundabout, spinning around, and you tend to conclude that often, too often, life is simply a joke on you, and it's not funny.

The punch line that seems to repeat itself is that you take the top layer of life very seriously. Sure, as everyone seems to do, you do too. Life, as you see it, often has not struck you as light-hearted. It may have struck you that your life has been more about untying yourself from a fence that you can't quite jump over.

When you see yourself as a victim, at some point in it all, it dawns on you that you are your own perpetrator of a joke you play on yourself. This is not to dwell on, of course. You are both the writer and the reader of the book you hold in your hands. Life, even when you are opposed to it, is dear to you. Life is really only a hop, skip and a jump away from you. From your personal point of view, what can you do but take all the ponderings seriously?

Even when it is only a shadow chasing you, you are, nevertheless, the one who is being chased. It is your very life We are speaking of. Your life may be nothing but flim-flam, yet it is your flim-flam. You only know how to hold life tight as if your appointed life actually is a matter of life or death, birth or demise. Understandably, you hang onto all this apparent fiddling around with all your might. What else can you do with this fiction in time? You are reading a romance novel or a spy thriller which you take to be an autobiography you stumbled on, and you are smack in the middle of it. What a page-turner you fell into with such precision and division.

How can you possibly wake up from this story when it is so bent on following you up and down the mountain trails? How can you possibly outrun life and get ahead of it? The story you follow runs far faster than you. You are like a racehorse who tries to outrace his own record. You are caught in a spell. You see no exit, yet you go as fast as you can. Try as you may, you are not great at outdistancing yourself.

There are others who accompany you in life who seem to go faster than you. You find them in front of you holding out nuggets of life to lead you on. There are also sometimes mysteries such as: Who is really a friend and who masquerades as one? And try as you may, you may not quite catch up to the kernels of truth of your life on Earth.

You would really like to become wise. You may keep falling for the same old tricks. There seems to be no way out for you. You trip over the same pot hole again and again. You wonder if there can possibly be others who repeat themselves as you do. Diligently, you repeat yourself again and again, if not to your defeat, at least to your chagrin.

You've been in this same spot before. You bounce awake, temporarily clamping your left hand to your dazed forehead and your right hand to your aching heart. You've repeated yourself for the nth time with no end in sight. We can say that life is an unending phase you go through, even as you have no real clue as to how it all began. Perhaps it's a mysterious kind of waterwheel you ride on. Oh, My!

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6309 The World Is Too Much with Us, May 5, 2018 
God said: 
Keep your eye on love. Stay focused on love. What can the point be to herald lack of love or to pounce on any lack as if lack of love or lack of anything is what you want to extract from the Universe? No, you want life to shine love with all its might.

“The world is too much with us.”

When the extant world is overrunning your heart, how does it behoove you to run avidly after a track of disappointment in life when there are also other trains that cross the Earth that you can get on? Get off this train and onto another.

There is also The Good Ship Lollipop.

In terms of life, you do catch onto the idea of love evermore. Keep your eyes on the rainbow. You can greet life flowing all over with good intent. You can see life from new heights. No, no, no, you don’t want to turn into a Scrooge who minimizes giving. Give life a second chance. Be generous to life. See life from a new angle. See life in great colors. Begin life now on a better footing.

Life still has yet some welcome gifts to give you. Look forward, Beloved. Life may have visited what you see as hard times to you. So be it.

Think also about all the goodness life has vested in you. The Sun shines whether it shines forth on you its bright light every day or not. Life doesn’t have to placate you. In the midst of darkness, you can also know that the Sun is fulfilling its promise. Regardless, the Sun shines, and it shines on you, although you may not always feel its warmth on your face.

Life may not be everything you desire, yet life has also shows you what wonders it does perform. A love in your life cannot be returned to you as in yesteryear, yet a loved one was given to you, and life tomorrow also gives you a new Sun upon which you can view the world, and you can welcome life to you with a tip of your hat. Give life good cheer. Can it be that you are ungrateful to life? Alas, the Big Bad Wolf has had some say, yet never do I throw up My hands when it comes to you.

The Big Bad Wolf isn’t even in the same league with life.

Beloved, do you project outward what lies within?

"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings.”

Sometimes you also participate in your fate. Nor are you to blame fate nor are you to blame life nor are you to blame yourself.

I, God, bless you to life, and I bless you to your good fortune which you have a-plenty as well. Give life a good chance. Be for life and not hard on life or hard on yourself. Beckon life forward to you. Life is for you.



The World Is Too Much With Us
William Wordsworth


The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—
Little we see in Nature that is ours…
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not. Great God! I’d rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.
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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6308 Life is Tempering You, May 4, 2018 

God said: 
Beloved, yes, I know, that life is not always a simple matter to you of receiving instruction, reading a day’s Heavenletter, and, voila, your life is suddenly changed into a new perfection. Once in a while, you do see your life indelibly changed. However, not by a long shot is this your everyday experience, yet you keep growing toward this.

Through living life on Earth, your view of life changes. Life teaches you one thing or another. No matter how many times you may stumble, life will update you. The same you who enters life (which you may well see as the fray) isn’t the same you as you once thought you were.

You learn something every day. And one day, all your threads of learning come together and dawn on you.

We can consider that you are steel, and life is tempering you. Of course, you are far more than steel. You are gold, and you are gold being refined and redefined.

In truth, you do enter Earth life as pure gold, and, as pure gold, you also leave.

This may bring up the question in your heart: Does your Soul also grow along with you?

We can put it this way: Your Soul grows to become more aware of its truth. Yes, the Soul is more aware of its Vastness. At the same time, your personality grows to become less aware of its importance. You also become aware that your ego becomes subdued. Ego has had its day in court and humbly withdraws from its prepossession with itself.

Now, back to the image of you as tempered steel – tempering means pounded. A hammer tempers steel. The process is not seen as nice as slipping into the ocean for a pleasant dive as if you are a duck taking to water. You tend to experience upheaval in your life. This is the hard-tempering process.

We can also look at this process as if you are toothpaste, and you are squeezed daily through a tube. There comes the one day, however, when you are finished. What might this finished being look like? How do you appear?

One day you step out of the ocean as sparkling Golden Light as if you had never been anything else. From Golden Light to Golden Light, you transmute into a true image of yourself. One day you step out of the cooling waters, and now you are what you were all along – an Enlightened Being.

In plain language, what does this actually mean?

It means you are no longer hit or miss. You are not reactive or red in the face as to what any Tom, Dick, or Harry may make of you. Your feathers just do not get so ruffled. You become more true to thine Own Self. Being more true to thine Own Self means you are more true to Me. Yes, this is the true state of affairs. A whole filter has changed into technicolor even as technicolor was always the true state of your existence. Beloved, now you are becalmed on the shoals of life with Me.

You are back Home with Me. The Prodigal Son has returned. It is simple. It is so simple, yet it seems to you to take forever, yet time doesn’t enter into it. You and I enter into it. Eternity, which is timeless, enters into it. We can say that, for old time’s sake, We are renewed forever as One.

What do I say to you? I say: “Welcome, Sleepyhead. Finally, you awake. Now stay with Me, and never again imagine that you are anywhere else but here with Me.”

In your estimation, it’s not fun to grow to a higher approach to life, yet this is happening, and it is happening to you. There comes a day when a tube of toothpaste is squeezed dry, and here you are with Me.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6307 Set the Table for Life’s Arrival, May 3, 2018 

God said: 
You want new chapters in life to approach you, and yet you may tremble at the thought that new decks of cards in life might shake you up and be too much for you. You want freedom in life, and yet you tremble. Is this sometimes the situation you find yourself in?

I do not house the worries you do. Of course, I have love for you and no worries.

Beloved, Beloved, lean back a moment and look forward to your life as it moves toward you. Why not, My Beloved?

Well, life will arrive regardless of what state it may be in. Life reaches you however it reaches you. Regardless, be a friend to life. Gain a good feeling about your friend called Life and Life's upcoming visits. Hey, greet life. Look forward to life's visits today and tomorrow. How you anticipate life's journey makes a difference. How you set the table for guests before they arrive makes a difference.

I say to yourself: Put on a new hat. I say to greet life as a friend. Certainly, carry the idea that a great friend is coming to visit you to take you on the town.

Beloved, be eager to entertain life as it shows up at your door. Welcome life. Turn your face to life with a smile.

What would you possibly gain by greeting life with a scowl? You are learning to greet life with a hand shake.

If on life's next visit to you, life arrives tired and hungry and perhaps tousled, you are still to be a courteous host. Remember your manners. There is no debate about your openness and courtesy. Set the table for life's arrival.

Here's the thing: Life always arrives. If, from your point of view, life is late or early, crumpled or dressed to the nines, you are to be a genial host. If your guest arrives in rags, just the same, pour life a cup of tea. Just as you do the best you can, life also is doing the best it can. Put your arm around life and cheer life. Life isn't a one-way street.

You want life to be welcoming to you. Give life a chance. A first appearance isn't usually the whole story. Be assured that what life may drop off to you is according to schedule. When life delivers you a package that you are thrilled with, give life a good round of applause.

When life delivers a package you are not happy with, give life a tip anyway. Give life a break and not take deliveries so personally. Life has a responsibility to deliver the packages life is assigned to drop off. You already know this. Life doesn't choose to break your heart. Have a good cry and hug yourself and acknowledge to life itself that tomorrow is another day. It isn't life's design to make or break your heart. Life would have been perfectly happy to deliver a magnificent spring bouquet to you if life could.

Make room in your heart today to be glad that the prize bouquets life could have blessed you with today blessed someone else today. Be, as it is said, a good sport.

Your tears will dry, and you will make friends with life once again. You are not obliged to jump for joy. Your heart doesn't have to put its arms around every delivery. You are not indifferent to life. Life, as it shows up, matters to you deeply, and you go on, and you don't take life out on life itself.

Beloved, you are not a pretender to the throne. You are the true prince or princess, and you carry on as a truly beautiful prince or princess.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6306 Whose Love Shines in Your Heart?, May 2, 2018 

God said: 
Keep love warm in your heart. No matter how bereft of love you may have felt your whole life long, no matter how much love you were given for a while until a love abandoned you and you wept that your beloved was not your true love, no matter what, you are to stay true to the indwelling love in your heart. You are not to abandon love in your heart nor turn away from it. Love is the essence of all hearts. Love is your very Being. Keep the love in your heart resounding.

What you are to abandon, however, is your presumed ownership of another's heart. All hearts are free to beat where they will. All those you have loved or do love are yours to release from obligation to love you. I give free will to everyone. You are not to hold another's heart prisoner. By all means, there is no need for you to hold anyone's heart under your thumb. Love isn't deeded to you the way a house is deeded nor is your beloved indebted even to past vows. Another's love has to fit his own picture frame. Love is to be free with or without your permission.

Even what is called True Love is the love it is when and where it lasts. You can't order around your own heart, let alone rule another's. A span of love lasts as long as it lasts. Love is your Being.

Of course, you like love from others to be focused on you. You are to be love and love beyond boundaries. True love is, or it is not. Do not hold on to love as you would a ring. You do not wrap another's love around your little finger. Love is free, or it is not love. Let your love rise from within your own heart.

Whatever part in life love has played, it doesn't matter. No one else's love is yours to possess. Neither is the love in your own heart your possession. Love is not held captive.

Nor do you own your child. He or she is your baby, and you carry your baby in your arms for as long as you do. Sooner or later, you are to let loved ones traipse over to their own paths. Everyone belongs on his own path. You belong to your path. You love feeling loved, of course, yet louder is the love that rises from within your own heart. Love is true. That you love means love exists in your own heart. No one's love is up for grabs. You may wholeheartedly deserve more love than you have had apportioned to you.

This doesn't mean that anyone owes you love as you might wish. Love is not a product. It is not a trade-off. Keep your love viable. Claim your love within. You aren't to divest yourself of all your love and let your love shine forth with or without an equal return. Your object is to love, to love when you are by yourself or in a crowd. Just love. Emanate love the way light shares itself.

You are love shining forth. It is your nature to shine love. Whether you can specify your own love or not, you are love to behold, and you are love to shine forth. You are a circle of love. You do not own even your own love, yet you are the benefactor of your love as well as the beneficiary.

All love is Mine. I ask you to give love away in My Name. Accept My love, and be glad. Beloved, My love is given to you to share here, there, and everywhere. Share My love that beats in your golden heart.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6305 Anything is Possible Right Now, May 1, 2018

God said:
Instead of crying wolf, say to yourself: "I'm the luckiest person in the world." This won't hurt you one bit!

You fear you will not be what you call realistic. You call arduous realistic. You call painful realistic. You call illness realistic. You call disappointment realistic. This is the world as you see it.

There is nothing objective about your appraisal. You think you are being objective when you are being subjective. This is your picture of realism, like those dark somber novels. Your life seems to follow abject matters. You may qualify that which you don't really want as undeserved perhaps, yet, nevertheless, what you are bound to get. Yes, what you affirm, you continue to get. Why highlight what you don't desire?

If you fell into a pit, would you remind yourself daily that you are at the bottom of a pit, or would you climb out of it? I am sure you would begin to climb out. Under some circumstances, there could be times when you might despair and give in, give up. Who said you have to concede defeat?

And so in life, when you affirm difficulties as realistic, you are really kidding yourself. What you call realistic is not realistic. It is pessimistic.

Beloved, what you may call realistic is like spoiled food. The difference is that you don't keep reheating and eating spoiled food. With spoiled food, you know when enough is enough. You accept that spoiled food is something to stay away from.

You desire good fortune, yet you may call misfortune to you. Misfortune is uppermost in your mind. You repeat misfortune's name. You become a buddy to misfortune. You and misfortune become cohorts. You back up misfortune as though you are here on Earth to rally around what you don't really want and abet it. You invite it. You make sure that misfortune pays attention to you.

You say to yourself: "Foiled again." You say: "My fate has been sealed." You say: "This is how life is. I will be realistic." And so you pay homage to what you prefer not to have.

You say: "Misfortune - get back here." You say: "You are my windfall." And you pat yourself on your back for being gracious to misfortune.

Do you begin to see that your form of realism is to throw bouquets of roses to the bad guys?

Throw bouquets to Good Fortune. If you truly want to be realistic, no longer promote the past.

Think straight. No longer sell yourself a bill of goods. No longer take pride in what you call realism. Beloved, better to open your doors wide to new opportunity. Open your eyes. Open your ears. Open your heart. Dare to change your thinking. Embrace good fortune, and good fortune will embrace you. You are not misfortune's only bed mate.

Of course, you desire fulfillment. What do you need with what you call realism? What is this small point of pride worth to you? It is rather a hindrance to you.

Beloved, instead of craving realism, crave what is of good value to you. Happiness hasn't been ordained to be withheld from you. Hedge your bets. Cultivate what you desire.

Happiness is a realistic desire. Offer yourself happiness. Beckon your dreams to you. Desire what your heart desires and not what your intellect repeats you won't receive anyway.

Remind your psyche what your dreams are. Be bold. Yes, dream your dreams. Little or big, honor your dreams and honor your eligibility. Support the evolution of your dreams. Trust in My Ability to deliver dreams to you more than you trust in disappointment. Anything is possible. Keep this idea of possibility uppermost in your mind and heart.


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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6304 What Dream Is This You Live Within?, April 30, 2018 

God said: 
Beloved, if you could physically see the emanations of your Soul, you would see such Bright Light modeled after the Sun, or, perhaps, such Bright Light that is modeled after you! In any case, you would be dazzled beyond belief at the wealth of Bright Light that emanates from within you.

You would be one big smile from stem to stern. Earth life seems to be known commonly as physical. Herein lies your Soul’s Destiny – it has no boundaries. Of course, your Soul, the integral Soul of you, exists beyond the physical world. The physical world may be referred to as the mere physical.

Can the physical be put aside the way it appears to in the occurrence universally referred to as death? You may wonder what happens to your DNA. It seems that Soul has always been here and there and elsewhere, seemingly far away, yet nevertheless so near and dear to your heart and Mine.

Physical life seems to plop itself down in a chair and want to stay settled on Earth while the planet spins. The physical body and daily pursuit of life seem to encompass you while staying within their bounds. Distance and space seemingly exist, yet don’t truly exist, whereas Souls truly exist.

Where then do Souls dance? Is there a centrifugal force within which Souls dance wherever they are positioned, or, are Souls positioned in space that does not exist in the first place? Anyways, how could any Soul possibly be fixed in space?

You have a physical heart that palpitates, held in place within a center of a physical body. You also have a Soul that travels beyond any physical evidence. Heart and Soul are amazing. Soul goes everywhere with you, yet it would seem you may hardly have a firsthand speaking acquaintance with your Soul.

This physical world is so finite. Even so, Earth turns out to be heart-renderingly beautiful.

A stone on Earth is an admittedly beautiful matter created from the physical world, yet who can say that this compressed matter does not also contain soul and that it speaks silently to you whether you are awake or asleep.

I carry the physical world in My Heart as well as your Infinite Soul. Do not flowers also have Soul, and does not the Earth itself contain Soul and the Stars that be and perhaps the very chair that your body sits in? The emanations of Soul from your eyes look out and are seen and treasured. The winds toss Souls far and wide and capture your heart.

When it is said that you connect far and wide with everyone on and off this planet and every other planet, including planets bruited to no longer to exist even as time and place do not exist anyway, you can know that Vastness exists, and that a Human Soul is vast.

It is a figure of speech when I say that hearts shake hands or embrace. There is something more pervasive than the physical that embraces. There is something greater than what the eye can see – do you see this now?

Every Soul embraces all Souls. The Universe is great at insuring this, and you are a Great Soul. Of course, you are far greater than your physical manifestation. You go beyond all the world boundaries that seem to exist and do not exist at all except as fantasy or will-o-the-wisps. Whether boundaries exist or not, how and where do they exist? What sleight of hand is this?

Is it possible that you can stretch out your hand and touch the touchless?

What dream is this that My Beloved seems to live in?

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6303 Catch On, My Matey, Catch On!, April 29, 2018 

God said: 
Beloved, who can point a precise finger to life and the powers life engenders? Life appears relative all right, yet life is not designed nor actually created from the relative world of Earth. Yes, concrete transportation, for instance, appears in the relative world. Creation manifests in the relative world, yet Creation surpasses the manifest world. We speak of two roundabout dimensions; the Heaven dimension, shall We say, as Mine and the mundane world, we shall say, as yours to dance on. Of course, I don't separate these two worlds, although they may seem to appear at loggerheads.

O Divine Children, O Divine Apparent World and Sparkling Divine Heavenland that We all share, whether this is realized or not, the thing is that together, you and I, exist in plain sight as well as out of plain sight. Existence exists any way you slice it.

What multi-dimensional worlds We live in, counterparts of one another. The jig is up, pure and simple. We exist as One, and One We are.

We revel in one layer and stumble in another, yet I affirm Oneness right and left - of course, there is actually no right and left. We score Oneness, yet what an imagination you have and what an imagination I have bequeathed to you. Where would your imagination have come from if not from Me? You inherit from Me magnificently as you are meant to do.

To think of all the joys imagination plays with -- wooden blocks and plain sand and mud, a few of the joys from the Kingdom of Earth.

We are not talking small potatoes when we speak of Earth created from Heaven portals. Do not mistake, of course, that We, you and I, love jewelry and other sundries. When truth comes to shove, We love Soul, which is a dimension of its own. Everything has significance - yet Soul carries more significance. This is not to knock anything that is generally seen as less than Soul. All that is in Heaven and on Earth bear significance.

What I created is pure and simple.

When you create, you may be groggy, yet what you create may require some elements of discernment. Even so, all is well. Go ahead and dance the light fantastic. Even stumbling has its divine purpose in life.

I take care of you regardless of what you may make of life that We, as it is said, co-create. You may well not notice yourself as co-creator, yet perhaps more as an observer, even when you aren't paying full attention.

That's good. You are not meant to analyze to distraction. I invite you to enjoy more than figuring out. Make merry. May Merriment be your middle name. You do catch on to My truth as I speak from this angle, yes? If you cannot say a strong Yes, then it's okay for you to answer: "Sort of." Sort of is a good enough apparition to start from. Beloved, I have faith in you. You are making a good start just as you are. I am well-pleased with you. You have started your life as best as you know how - and seemingly totally from scratch.

Beloved, you are an Original God Creation. I created you as you. Then I told you, "My Matey, now set sail for the port of your choice."

If you do not know of the port's official name, make up a name of your choosing. There is indeed something to name and form. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, so venture forth with a spring in your step, are We agreed? Remember, We, you and I, are one Mighty Sea Captain, as it were. We go on the adventure of a lifetime together, hand in hand. May you sport a Voyage Supreme. Catch on, Beloved. Catch on.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6302 Tap-Dance Your Way Through Life, April 28, 2018 

God said: 
Beloved Sojourner on Earth, do you feel something is missing in your day to day life, or perhaps something is blocked? You might desire a pause from life. You do not know exactly what happened or didn't happen to you.

If you could go to a deserted island for even a weekend and get away from it all or perhaps to a rustic cabin in the woods, off to the side of life and let your life figure itself out without interference from you, this would ease your heart. If there were a way to loosen your grip on life, you would gladly. You would paddle your own canoe or your own little kayak, so you fantasize.

There are times when it feels like it's too much for you to keep trying to catch up to life. It's like when somehow you fall behind in keeping up with the dishes - you don't even know how it happened, yet somehow you fell behind, and now you have to work hard at getting caught back up.

Or maybe it's like being lost in the dark woods. Somehow you lost yourself somewhere, and you can't seem to find your bearings. You keep searching, yet you seem to be somewhere else. Sometimes you just want to find which bus stop is yours now. You were never cool with which way is north or south or left or right or up and down or backwards or forwards.

Geometry was never your forteˊ. Somehow algebra feels more comfortable, not that you didn't abandon algebra long ago. Poetry seems more true to you now and less like the sands of time sifting through your fingers.

If you remembered how, you would do some somersaults. Somersaulting is how you would like to move forward, one somersault after another lickety-split, or, better yet, swim across the nearest ocean and be on your way to another shore and another language that you would not be expected to understand just like that.

What music would you follow, and where would the music lead you to and from where?

Oh, yes, you are looking for your moorings.

You may have a parking ticket missing somewhere. You yearn to be away from traffic concerns. You are nowhere. You're not supposed to know upstream or downstream or midstream either, for that matter.

Well, Beloved, you who want to be picked up with certainty and to also find the yellow-brick road by yourself, may I suggest that you watch some Fred Astaire movies and regain familiarity with dancing the light fantastic. Go out and buy some shiny black tap shoes and tap them on the bare wood floors and listen to the tapping sounds you make. Your tapping could be Morse code that represents yourself as you imagine yourself tapping your way across an ice rink until summer, when, by then, you might know how to tap-dance on water and on into the sky without batting an eye, and so sideways tap yourself around and discover the beat of your heart and write it down in a little notebook.

Perhaps you would like to live today as it shows up and not plan it, yet rather simply live today the way a Heavenletter rises as its own fountain at its own pace as you welcome life profusely, not because of what life has to offer you, but for what life happens to be as it dances along. Perhaps today sashays around you and on up the stairs and reveals itself multi-angled in rosy light. Your life taps up and down a graceful flight of a curved stairway to Heaven, as if the platform of your life were trilling piano keys, simply tapping up and down the sunny side of the street. Heaven surely awaits you.


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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6301 Please Give Me You, God, April 27, 2018 

God said: 
Beloved, you desire Me and inner peace with all your might. Yet, again and again, you find yourself sheathed in tension, you, dear one, who calls out for peace. You would give anything for the peace of God. It doesn’t seem to matter how much you desire and defend peace. You cry out that you may have somehow chased the peace of Oneness away, yet how can it be that you could put your hand in Mine and alight on separateness? I bless your hand.

You may say to yourself often enough:

“What on Earth is the matter with me? I desire the Peace of God, yet why do I not receive Your Peace? I seek You, God, and You alone. I want You, God. It's You I crave.”

“If loneliness from You is something I bring on myself, what do I do to others? What rashes within others do I bring to the surface and not to myself alone?”

“Beloved God, God of My Heart, I rush to You and call out to You, and then, what? Do I give up and give myself over to that which I do not want at all?”

“God, is it possible that You leave me outside the Kingdom with the intention that I will find my way back?”

“Oh, yes, God, I can hear You say that it can only be I, myself, who leaves me sitting outside the Kingdom. Or, would You say that I am truly within the Kingdom, and that I am blind and do not see?”

“‘God, open my eyes wide so that I can see. I beg You. I lie down before You, asking You to help me see, once and for all, the Glory that You give, and that yet, I still do not see.”

“I know I am better off knowing about the Glory You give than not knowing about it. I am grateful to know Your Glory exists. I plead to You for You and for the peace you give, yet I seem not to keep You for later. How can this be? It cannot be. It cannot be, even as it seems to be real to me in the wilderness where I seem to cloak myself.”

“Where do I belong if not with You? You gave me the Earth to multiply in, yet it seems to be my grief and sorrow that I multiply as I seek You and nothing but You, dear God, simply You.”

“God, how can I be without You? I know better. I crave You, God, simply You. How can it be that I wear clothes for mourning when I may be walking in the Sunshine with You, God, happily, with You right by my side?”

“Beloved God, an inch away from You is too far away. I am too long a-waiting. God, dear God, if I am truly alive with You in My Heart, how can it be I feel desolate and far away from You? I have promised myself You, and You have promised me You. Will You tell me that I, as much as everyone else, serve You? Give me You, God, and no less than You.

“Yes, God, please beckon me to You, once and for all.”

Yes, Beloved, I enclose you in My arms of love. Hear Me whisper My Troth of Love to you. Hear Me. Hear Me whisper:

“Beloved, come a little closer, Friend of My Heart, one step at a time, and you will know nothing but My Presence deep in your heart – Our One Heart where you and I reside on Earth as it is in Heaven. We are One Heart, and My Voice, deeper than hearing, is established deeply in your heart forever and forever. Here I AM, and here you are, Beloved.


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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6300 Create New Images of Yourself, April 26, 2018 

God said: 
Beloved, be good to yourself. No more are you to rant and rave to yourself about how you are not doing great or even well enough. I will not have it. If you see yourself as caught up in a vise, it is you who catches yourself in a vise. No one else is doing it to you. Beloved, it is yourself that you clamp down on.

Come now, Beloved, create new images of yourself. Open up your life. No reducing your Self-image, not even once more. No, not even once more. I won't hear of it.

Come closer. For Our purposes, seat yourself in an apple tree on a thick limb close to the tree trunk. Lean back. Bite into the apple, yum yum, sweet and juicy. See yourself content like this. This is how to look at yourself, most especially when you feel forlorn.

First, your description of yourself in a vise isn't a happy word picture at all. Remove that unbefitting image of yourself, not let it occur to you ever again in this century. Look, you are My Created Child. Never did I possibly create you or anyone as downtrodden. I will not have you thinking like that for even one second. I will not have it.

Come, there are better ways to think of you. What pops into My head this minute is to think of you emblazoned in the Sun, fully beloved by God. Yes, this is good - emblazoned in the Sun and fully beloved by God. There are no limits on what I can be thinking of you, come to think of it.

Or, perhaps now, you are sitting on the beach. The Sun is streaming on the sand and streaming on your cheeks. Now you are ready to go back into the ocean, an honest-to-goodness ocean such as the great poets write about. Now you jump back into the blue ocean. Now the sand on your toes becomes dry. Now you squish your toes into the wet rim of water leading to the waves themselves. To think if it - the ocean - and now you happily wade toward the midst of the ocean blue.

You walk into the waves of the ocean. You float on your back, and you think: "Yes, I lie in the arms of the ocean until I once again walk on dry land."

The ocean and the sand and the Sun are ever eager to welcome you. Your love, their love, all love requited.

Now you think of another area of Earth where you are pleased to visit - a green field close to your heart. You lie on your back. You chew on a blade of grass. You look up at the blue sky. You are happy to look up. You are happy to chew a blade of grass, fresh-picked.

Pull out memories such as these and remind yourself of how gracious Earth life is to you.

These settings are worthy of high dreams. Feel free to revisit them. Reawakening yourself to positivity isn't living in the past. It is waking yourself up to some of the treasures of peace you already have before you.

Surely, stories of the past may be sad stories you are to move on from. They may keep you bound where you no longer belong. Choose elevating scenes from your beginnings that give you even a little smile - an image that leads you to more fertile fields where you would like to go, maybe to a scent of hollyhocks or the moment when you first caught onto writing your name or to reading your first book and the illustrations that still swim across your eyes.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6299 Your Purpose in the World, April 25, 2018 

God said: 
I hear you cry out that life on Earth is unbelievable. That it is absurd. It is ridiculous. It is unexpected. It is rote. It stays the same. It never stays the same. It always surprises you unless you happen to be feeling ho-hum about life.

Yes, you do wonder whose life this is you are living anyway and what on Earth it amounts to. You hardly feel like a voyager on the high seas - more like a stowaway or possibly someone who has hacked a random identity; therefore, you are such a good interloper that you don't exactly know who you are or will be the next time you check in. For lack of enough reliable information to base yourself on, you feel up in the air.

You do know that I insist you have purpose. That's well and good so far as you are concerned, if only you could have a sighting of your purpose.

Beloved, if I say you have a purpose or two, you can know you do. It isn't a given that you have to search for your purpose or purposes. You were born with them. They will find you. Meanwhile, you can know what you generally tend to like to do.

Perhaps you have considered that your purpose in life is to find your purpose in life. No, dear one, you don't have to be on a shopping spree for your purpose. You don't have to track down the purpose of your life. Your specific ideal purpose may not show up surrounded with stars and sirens blazing, yet your purpose will show up of its own accord some day, yet not necessarily with a big title "MY PURPOSES" in magic marker and underlined. You may be surprised, or you may not be surprised at all, or you may not quite recognize your purpose.

This you can know: Your life serves. Purpose could be too specific a word for you to apply. You may expect your Earth purpose to appear lighted up. I say that you won't be able to miss your purpose if you tried. Regardless of your catching onto your purpose or not, you have a purpose or two. Your purpose may not be up and running as yet, or your purpose may still be up your sleeve.

Often you recognize your purpose in retrospect. Or, you may have always known. Or the specificity of your purpose has not as yet dawned on you.

Perhaps you knew you were going to become some kind of writer and teacher. Yet it never occurred to you that one day you would become a spiritual writer and teacher, and that you wouldn't be able to refuse.

The choice had been made long before you knew about it. You were sitting in a certain chair. Possibly an unseen hand had simply lifted you up and plopped you into that chair. The deed was done without your agreement, yet it was done all right.

When Lana Turner walked into a coffee shop, she may well not have realized in the moment that when a movie mogul spoke to her, she was meant to become a movie star - or maybe she did. In any case, she did find out soon enough, and she did indeed become a movie star.

And you, too, will find out about yourself. Your purpose isn't against your will. If your family perhaps insists that you take over the family business, this doesn't have to mean it's your purpose. Of course, you also might find out that you like the work.

All right then, life may not be as simple as you would like. Your path can be roundabout. Or it can be sudden and firm as if out of nowhere.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6298 The Height of Heaven, April 24, 2018 

God said: 
If Heaven had a top on it, We, you and I, the One of Us, would be sitting at the height of Heaven. As it is, there is no roof on Heaven. We could say there is the Height of Love or, perhaps, We sit on the Peak of Heaven, and, naturally, all is well. We are undoubtedly established in Heaven, which has no confines. There are no borders in Heaven. No exclusions. I will simply not have anyone excluded. No one is kept out. This is not My way. This is not My desire.

Beloved, I offer a full-service Heaven. This is the way I like it. No notary has to sign a petition nor attest to it.

Do you see how a Heavenletter can begin? It begins with a phrase or a sentence and then another phrase or sentence ventures in, and, before you know it, more words pop in and somehow adhere and bring more.

This reminds Me of a how a puppy dog grows - a little at the tail and a little at the nose.

It is all natural. Godwriting grows the same way a flower grows. This is the same way seeds fall to nourish the Earth or to multiply the evidence of life on Earth. What does not grow simply with a little here and a little there?

We can say - of course - We can say anything We happen to say. Who carves a statue? Wherein is a sculpture sculpted?

How is a play written? How is a program for a play written?

From where cometh a song, a song sung from the heart arranged according to a heartbeat?

What a beautiful parapet is life as it makes itself viable. Something of life is also visible, and some things of life are not visible. They do not have to be. It's clear by now that nothing has to be observed close up. Far away is also free and clear. Clear or unclear, sung or not in one tone or another, life itself is something to mention, yet from where and to where?

Was life made as a puzzle with decision, or was life simply found on the beach, washed up on the shore along with seaweed and gemstones from a faraway source yet to be noted? From where cometh life and to where does it flow?

Meaning to life has been requested or required and sought, and the meaning of life attributes itself to modern-day heroes. Are you a hero? Perhaps you wrote yourself in as a dinner menu or a shopping list on the spur of the moment.

Are the menus written ahead of time, and can they be written in sand? What remains at the beach hither and yon? And what do the contents of the seashore have to do with you or anything, and why do you ask?

We can play volleyball. What is the point of this? It appears that you are footsteps based on sand. Where does that leave you, and who asks you?

Is life a court that is to come to order or to be left to disorder and at whose request, and who inquires, and who decides and whatever for?

Does a day go by like a canoe ride on a stream? Who says so? Must something be mentioned before it exists, or what? What is known? And what is not known, and by whose decree?

Is there a parade today? What about a marching band? Who names today? Has today been celebrated, and what about tomorrow? Is life but an unending parade?

Of what is spirit made? It is enough that spirit exists and that We all do, too, isn't it?

Life is made of a little fancy. And why not?

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6297 Golden Godwriting, April 23, 2018 

God said: 
When you are a Godwriter, and you sense a Godwriting message on its way to you beyond your ken - as insurmountable as it appears to you, here's what can be happening:

It's like I give you a large beautifully planed block of wood to carve to set out in the world for human eyes to begin to see as from My Eyes. Clearly, this is beyond your ability. You are way out of your league. You do not even see a tool to carve with. How on Earth are you going to accomplish this feat? You would love to serve My Will. You would gladly bend to My Will.

You may feel that I have made a mistake. Perhaps you wonder if I may be mistaking you for Christopher Columbus, who has a good idea of how to sail to the New World, while you do not even know how to steer a ship at all or how to read a map.

Now I will tell you, you will accomplish this very well with Me at your elbow.

So very faintly on the surface of the wood to be sculpted, I have passed My hand over. I did not leave an impression, yet I leave you a very quiet sense of where you are to carve. It is as if you see the raw beginnings. You lightly pass your hand over where My hand passed, and you begin to see now so many words, so many you don't know where to begin.

Or We can put it another way: Let's say that I give you a densely-filled paragraph to edit. You are not personally an editor nor a grammarian. You are unable to accomplish this on your own.

So here you are: You are aware that this is a beautiful piece of wood to carve. The task could only have been given to you by God.

Or here is this beautiful paragraph that you can't quite make out. You trustingly look at the paragraph. You begin to feel Me so faintly guide your hand as if you were carving to delineate the amassed paragraph. You carve out some of the words, and you let others remain until the paragraph seems to reveal itself. You do not add anything. You simply plane out the traces that could be removed. Thereby, you leave a beautiful sculpted readable Golden Godwriting behind, an excavation that you carved from Earth, yet I carved from Heaven.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6296 What Are You Doing Alive on Earth?, April 22, 2018 

God said: 
Beloved, I ask you frankly, must life on Earth exist all about what you want on this day? I mean, think about it. Do you give the impression that your life may be one disappointment after another, one question another about how come? How come you didn't get the job? How come you got passed over for a raise? How come today is cold and windy? How come, on some days, everything seems hard, and nothing seems to go easily, let alone right?

Is this sometimes so for you what I am saying? Sometimes life seems to be made up, that of hurdles, and sometimes life seems uphill and you are betwixt and beside yourself no matter how hard it is for you to say that life, your very life, seems to like to trip you up, as if life goes around catching you out, saying "Aha!" to you again and again when your whole-hearted desire is to progress.

You ask: "God, do I really ask too much?"

With all My love for you, I ask you: "Must you complain so much?"

How come you tend to bad-mouth your life so much? Why would you do that? How come you're so hard to please? How come some days, nothing is good enough for you? Or, life is not good enough and it lets you down.

No one is asking you to be a Pollyanna. I'm not. I ask you to cross over to the sunny side of the street and get past seeing a losing streak.

How come you're still not an up and rising star? If not a rich man, cannot you at least be a worry-free man?

Maybe you don't want to have to keep up with all the record-keeping. Maybe you don't want people you know coming to you for a hand-out. Maybe you don't want the responsibility. Even as you may wish to be a rich man, maybe it just isn't at the top of your list. You may desire an end to all kinds of difficulties. Do you really have to even explain to yourself? When all is said and done, you don't. You just don't, and that's it.

Of course you think a lot about what you're doing and about all that you're not doing and what basically you are alive on Earth for. Many possibilities seem to hang over you. What are you really doing here? Sometimes it may feel to you that, if life on Earth were a dance, you are sitting it out like a wallflower.

You do know you're not a good-for-nothing. You know that much. That's something, isn't it? You're good to your mother! You've done a good deed here and there - even to strangers. When you come down to it, you could start counting good things about yourself that go beyond toil and trouble.

Now start to see yourself in a new perspective. There may be matters you may have forgotten about or just didn't think worth mentioning.

I'll tell what is not worth mentioning. Your angst. Begin to look through your collections of thoughts and dig deeper. Rummage through the day today and come up with a collection of well-turned-out events. Even start thinking of yourself as being given opportunity right and left, or that you are even blessed inside and out! Be superb!

Pat Me, God, on the back, and give Me a good report card. Give Me a few C's, if you must. A C isn't bad. It's okay. Strew some A's and B's while you're at it.

Say to yourself cheerfully after a hard day: "Good try, Man!"

Say to Me: "Thank God!" Say: "Thank God! I mean it!!"

Say to Me: "In fact, God, You've helped me out of a jam a time or two in my day!"

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6295 You Sit at the King's Table, April 21, 2018 

God said: 
Certainly, you see the difference between being downright unhappy and not being happy, yes, do you see it?

I suppose there is also something equivalent to being HAPPY or just being happy enough or fairly happy or with a modicum of happiness on any one day. Cannot any amount of happiness fulfill you on any one day? Do you have to be a peak winner every day of the week?

It’s okay to laugh where you are called to. There is no requirement to laugh all day. You can laugh or not according to your realization of any particular day.

You don’t always have to go around exclaiming for joy about a day, or you may if you choose. Any day can be an extraordinarily happy day, or a day can be called plain happy, or even comme ci or comme ça.

What do you ask of life any day in the week? Can every day’s quotient of happiness be measured to fit you? What gain in doing so can there be? Can there not be a range of happiness? In any case, you have as much right to happiness as anyone.

There can be a state of happiness called HAPPY or HAPPY or happy. Cannot the actual quotient of a day satisfy? Must each day’s share of happiness be staggering? If you think so, what makes you think so? What is the advantage to extraordinary? Cannot ordinary walking-along happiness do well?

One day you reach a peak of 100% happiness. Can a share beneath that also be acceptable or even well-met? Do you have to go to a ball every evening? Must you have to win a bonanza five or more days a week in order to feel you are in God’s graces? Can your lucking out one day a week or month also carry merit?

Sayings are not happy, like hot and cold – this is a relative judgment. There is a wide range. Does a specific estimate of happiness have to be toted up? Does your happiness have to be rated the way a top movie does, or cannot it not still be great?

I ask you not to require a dazzling white Christmas. Christmas can just be Christmas as it is on any day of the week. Thank God for all bounty that comes your way. Be happy with what your day brings. You don’t have to be attached to a particular day as to how it appears or doesn’t appear. Any day can be its own happiness as it comes. You have the remains of your day. This day is as much yours as the most popular day in the year.

Be happy. Be happy with cloud or Sun. Be happy to live today. Be happy without sequins. Be happy even when the Sun doesn’t shine. What you receive or do not receive isn’t the determiner of your value. If you live under God’s Light today, big or small. Cannot good enough be good enough? Where is it said that you have to have a bushel of happiness on one day or another bushel on another inn order to smile?

Look, you do sit at the King’s Table. You have all the benefits of the King’s Cuisine. You don’t require to be fed tidbits from the King’s fingers at will. The King is feeding you from one day to another. Long live the King, and long live you, full-knowing that the King loves your presence. All is well, all is splendid, or all is well enough for this one glorious day under the Sun.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6294 Finding Yourself Divided, April 20, 2018 

God said: 
What if you could see yourself as beautiful? If you could just take My Word for this, you would see you are beautiful just as you are. I can say conclusively that I see you beautiful, and nothing less. Just as you are, you are perfectly you!

Why are you so hard to tie in to your Self as I see you? Is it because you carry a body around, and you can be seen? Is this what wears you out, being on pubic display all the time? In addition, you have a house or apartment to keep up with and fill it to overflowing. Must you really clutter your mind, heart, and surroundings to overflowing?

Sometimes you are sure you were born at the wrong time and in the wrong place. You like to think you were meant to be born in the times before traffic, before you had to go to the store to buy things, before racing around with cell phones and computers, maybe even before countries became civilized, when there were no standards to live up to but your own. Maybe you have thought you would have better been born in the times and places when and where you could sleep under a tree, and there was no grass to mow, no mass marketing to encourage you to become a worthy consumer.

Oh, to be free to live in peace and quiet and not have to be loyal to mass marketing and buy one essential object after another. Oh, to be free! To be free! This would be Nirvana!

As it is, you always liked reading books and going to the movies. For the most part, you did like what you called education.

Here is how you find yourself divided:

You love to travel all over the world, yet you do not desire the actual traveling that goes with traveling.

You do have a certain amount of fear about getting lost. What would you do without GPS?

You may have been less independent on life as you know it if only you had had a clue as to how involved you would become. You hadn't understood ahead of time how absorbing your place in the world would be. Only after the fact did you begin to see. Honestly, you don't truly know how you would have fared in earlier days.

Regardless, even as you love bargain shopping, still, you like to believe you favor a simpler life.

In the summer, you do like to go to a cabin in the woods. At the cabin, you have one pot that doubles as a mixing bowl, one fork, one knife, one spoon. All the conglomerate choices you have at home seem like a disarray. At home, nothing seems dispensable. Every drawer, closet, cupboard is filled to the brim. At home - why not leave room at home to spare? Why not less rather than more and more? What is it that you feel obliged to keep and can't let go of? Everything you own seems to possess you! What is there about you that keeps you in bondage to possessions? I ask you, and you ask yourself.

You may even promise yourself you will cut back. Are you like this? Then raise your hand.

You have read many books on emptying out your house. You are an expert if you could or would practice it. What glue are you stuck in that you must hold onto what fills up physical space? What happens to your vows of keeping only what is necessary?

Your vows may go by the wayside, and your physical objects still stay where they are.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6291 I, God, Know What I Am Doing, April 17, 2018 

God said: 
I could have said:

God says:

Yet it seems to Me that God said carries more weight. God says may come across more like God sez: and that might come across as downright irreverent.

I am not One to be guided by impressions, yet impressions make their mark. I am not courting favor, yet why not put My best foot forward and bring you closer to Me while We're at it? Who knows who might be waiting to get a glimpse of Me and perhaps interview Us on international television! (smile!)

Neither of Us is looking to gain points. Our true leaning is toward being a blessing - simple, first and last. Love is the finest blessing I know. It doesn't have to be love on a grand scale. It can just be love coming around the corner, welcoming all. Beloved, welcome all on My behalf. I wish you to be My Messenger from Above.

Say, "Yes!"

The Truth is that I am ready as I am anytime, and it is My Joy to be heard by hordes of thousands. It isn't fame that I look for. I look to be heard and understood, the same as you do. I aim to reach a cast of thousands. I do not seek dramatic effects.

I am simple rather than complex. There isn't a whole lot to figure out in life when We come down to it. Life is more than a search for Happiness. Life is more about strewing gifts around rather than it is about receiving a bounty.

I will say this another way. You are here on Earth to be a reminder of love and all its benefits willy-nilly.

Of course, someday you will see more than you presently see. Oh, yes, there is more to see and more to know according to the wisdom of your heart. Your heart first, dear one.

Yes, on occasion, your beautiful heart may be off-target, yet your heart does make its come-back and surges forward to serve My Will again.

I don't use thunder and lightning to make an impression - only for the pure use of rain, mostly in summer under certain conditions do I put forth sound effects and colorful raiment. I speak of nature in autumn, for instance, and fields of green in spring, and white snowscapes, and multi-colored flowers to bend down to and inhale.

You can say that I am a virtual virtuoso of all the senses. Of all the senses, the Greatest is Love. No argument here. Sometimes I will go even so far to say that there are households where arguments are a form of Love. Love is expressed in so many ways. May Love now be Peace to behold.

Yes, there is more to life than meets the eye, so very much more than may at first appear to fill the heart.

Truly, there are many roads to love. Be tender with love as you would be with a tender and sweet Lily of the Valley. Be tender with love and, oh, so gentle. Love - including your love - is for all, not for just a few. Love is to be given more than merely to one here or there. Love has many receivers, so I desire. Why would love be sequestered when it can vibrate and grow? Too many people hunger for love, even when they may not fully know what they are seeking. Now, you can know it is always love you seek, and, love itself, always seeks to give itself out to all and so lighten the load of life in the world.

May you bless all who roam the Earth.

You know now that love is always looking for the Sun to shine.

True, yes, there is merit in cloudy days as well. Look for the merit. Seek to give and ye shall find.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6289 What Metaphor Might We Name Your Soul, April 15, 2018 

God said: 
You may find yourself filled and arrayed with all the colors of the rainbow. If this is the case, consider that you can think of your Soul as a gemmed necklace made of beautiful colors, here a color, there a color, all the colors of the rainbow! Let Us call all the colors your inheritance, or your DNA.

O, Beloved, who could you not be? What could you not be? What are you possibly not? What wondrous gift are you that you do not yet see?

Here it is: All that you may dream of, you are. I won't say you possess your dreams. You do not possess. Your dreams are you. All the ingredients you consist of truly lie within you. You will realize your splendor in all its shapes and sizes by allowing and unleashing random ideas to rise up through your Heart of Dreams. You run with your dreams up and down and across the galaxies. Follow your paths, no matter how wistful your dreams may seem to be and wherever your dreams may take you. Run with them. You are not making a decision except to discover what dreams are true for you.

Be led to still waters.

First, relax the reins. The reins are not yours to hold onto with all your might. The reins are yours to let go of.

Let your Dreams take you where they will. Ride in the carriage of your Dreams led by white steeds that know their way around the Galaxies. Go down the byways and freeways and country roads of your dreams. Be taken for the ride of your lifetime!

You can be anything and everything you want to be. Within, you contain a hidden map to become what you already are. What can you not reveal? What heights can you not grow to?

Of course, you do not yet believe that you can be all the cards hold for you to be. You don't actually do it. The choice is not exactly of your making.

To reveal your True Heart likely includes work and focus down the road, yet not right away. When composing music, for instance, is your destiny, the time will come when you will compose music. When music is your destiny, you will have found a branch in your world to hang your heart on.

Then, now, you consciously and actively work toward your announced dream.

Listen to this:

For you to be what you innately are isn't hard work. All the gears will tumble down, and all the little maids go in a row.

How would you really desire deeply to become anything you are not? The glamor of something isn't enough. Pressure from a parent is not enough. Talent and skill are not enough. Before hard work comes the gift of passion.

Allow your passion to find its way so you may shine your Light. Stardom is a sidebar. When you have a true passion, odds are that you will excel.

When you become a great actor, not everything you do is your piece of cake. Every vocation has its details you may not favor: Getting up early, having to work late and spend time waiting, having to travel, go on stage to perform, etc. Most likely, well, you go along with the details because of your dream.

Going where your dreams take you heads your show. How fortunate you are to have a strong thirst to quench that takes precedence. We speak of your Star to follow and an inner flame that moves you forward.

Of course, Beloved, this can only be an inside job.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6288 This, Just This, Happiness, April 14, 2018 

God said: 
Happy Days are here again! Hum this song, and see how you feel. The sky's the limit. In fact, not even the sky has a limit. There is no ceiling on the sky.

Why not Happy Days? Where is it written that life is ever to be less than happy? Nonsense.

Not to be nostalgic, Beloved, yet today is a one-time offer and will not come again. This is just one aspect from which to look at Today.

Today is an occasion. It is an occasion for happiness. There are no limits on how happy you can be. Take My Hand. Accompany Me to where all the happiness in the world lies. Here is happiness right smack in front of you where I AM! Here is the door to open. See the hand-painted sign tacked on the door. Here, the sign says Happiness. I painted the sign My Self. I also painted your name on it in Golden Letters. Isn't this enough to make you happy today?

This is a personal invitation from Me to you. Come right up. Come right here in front of Me.

Happiness for you could be reading a good book. Happiness could be taking your children to the zoo. Happiness could be another day named Happiness tomorrow. Be your own Well-Wisher. Get a good start.

Of course, happiness doesn't have to come from what you do. Anything less than happiness isn't your True State. There is a vibration within you that echoes happiness. Let's call happiness your DNA as happy as can be today. This is your happy hopping DNA today, enlivened with a thousand blessings from God. Here I am. Come here. Take your rightful place by the sign that says Happiness Today, and enter Eternity.

Here's something to consider. There is also the concept that there is only one day that exists in Truth, and it is this One Today spreading out its wings before you ready to take flight with you.

Of course, in Our minds, there is the Rising Sun and the Setting Sun, this one Sun that brings you Light and Love. Okay, then, in Truth, there is only Today. This is the only day ever, and it is the Best Day ever, this one day before you. This is it, even as you may have a sense of déjà vu.

Of course, there is also the theory of time that time does not exist whatsoever. We can adapt Our theory to look like One Continuous Day that strolls along. This Today is here for you right now. If time is not, it must also mean then that time doesn't shift. There can be Light Day and Night. Why not? What cannot be?

You, a Soul, are born to Earth where Life is like a marvelous fruit bowl in front of you.

You are born to Earth to do somersaults so your Heart soars.

3 cheers for the world, I say. 3 cheers for you. Hurrah! Hurrah! There is no last Hurrah. There is no first Hurrah. The whole Universe is made of Hurrahs all at once. There is nothing else that exists but Hurrahs and Upsidaisy!

There are no humps to get over. There are no traffic jams. There is no stress or strain. There are safe passages. Angels abound and lead the way over hill and dale. Smiles and laughter abound. Love is seen and heard. You see yourself mirrored in everything you look at, and you look good. I relish the joy I see in your face, joy that sings Hallelujah in honor of life. Joy surrounding Us truly as One. Forever We are joined in Happiness in this moment. This, just this, Happiness!

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6287 The Silent Music of Godwriting, April 13, 2018 

God said: 
There are many ways of looking at the highly personal Silent Process of Godwriting.

You can think of Godwriting as listening to bird song early in the morning or at night fall. The tune the birds sing is easy to pick up. The birds sing alike. Yet, you, the listeners at dawn or dusk, may pick up slightly different versions of lyrics according to your moment of Soul Listening. What can the lyrics be? Here come the lyrics! They accompany the sweet simple song. They come in varying colors and tones of each Godwriter. There is no standard of correctness. There is only what comes. It comes as it comes, as if from different yet companionable musical instruments that resonate like the varying colors of the rainbow.

Godwriting is more like composing music in the sense that it comes to you, and then the lyrics come along as they come. You are someone writing down what comes to you. This is what you do. This is your light typing. This is your best without having to be what the world calls best. It isn't your best at all. Bestness is not even a consideration. You are by no means trying to do your best Godwriting. It isn't your Godwriting in the first place. It is more like you are playing an old forgotten tune on the typewriter keys you touch so lightly.

You're not in a trance, yet it can be stated that you are entranced by the music and the pursuant words that seem to arise from your simply being present, as if the lyrics rise up from the mist or from a long unused hollow in your throat. You are clearing your throat, so to speak. Ahem. Something overwhelming and understated seems to arise.

Or, you are a buyer of fine silk. You walk by reams of silk. Your eyes gaze at the shades of colors. Your fingertips lightly feel the subtlety of the silk. Your fingertips favor the softness here and there. It is as if your fingertips make the appraisal of the silk and which reams you will purchase. Something so fine that you have never touched before quells your heart. It is almost a non-thought, for you are not thinking. It is more like a faint remembrance that announces itself so quietly, almost as if you are not present with Me at all. It is so far away the song you almost hear. Your fingers choose. The choice you make isn't exactly your choice at all. Your choice just arises, your hearing comes from the far distance yet so close as your heart. You welcome the waves of wonderfulness. The waves waft as it were. You pick up the words as your arms are upwardly extended as you ascend. You are not conscious of ascending. You are not running after it.

Now, when you finish a particular interlude of Godwriting, it's not that you descend, yet you do level-off. Of course, you just slid down the ladder from a barely recognized re-creation room. We could call it a revitalizing room, a recognized room, a room for a silent tune-up, a room you wish you could recognizably stay in forever without cease.

You may whisper: "God, may I stay here forever and anon?"

I place My right palm gently on the top of your head. I say: "The piano that plays is always playing. You are listening to one of those roller-pianos of old. It is always on in the background."

Despite all the lures of the world, there may be no place you would rather be than in the re-creation room with Me. You are where judgment does not enter and where you want to be where music is clearly playing in the background to the beat of your heart, your beautiful heart.



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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6286 Dream the Dream, April 12, 2018 

God said: 
Beloved Beloved, where did you get the idea that life is supposed to be all cookies and milk served to you as you recline cozily in bed and sip your morning tea before you begin this day before you?

You know, life is a mixed bag. Life is coming to you in every moment. Dreams do come true, yet dreams are not obligated to come true in the moment you say the exact way you say. Anticipate that all your dreams will come true, yet allow the freedom for your dreams not to have to come true so quickly or just so. Go ahead, it's okay to wish a while. Grant your dreams free passage. Dreams are free spirits. Dreams are not: "Sign on the line" sorts of left brain thinking. You can request all your dreams to come true, yet dreams are not beer on tap, now are they?

Dreams, by their divine nature, are not iron-clad contracts - even as they already are some kind of contract, you might not have the thought of them ahead of time as you do. Dreams are forward mentions of themselves, as yet, sans commitment. A dream of itself may want to dream on and consider more possibilities to come.

Dreams are rather like hippies who like to go this way and or that in the moment according to how they feel. You can't quite pin your dreams down, or they wouldn't be dreams. So, I tell you to dream, anticipate your dreams' coming true before your very eyes, yet not feel let down when a dream has not yet fully filled your heart. Dreams can always come true. Anticipate and wait. There is no cut-off date for dreams to come true at the instant you would like your dream to arise for public consumption until it is good and ready.

In one sense, We can say that a dream comes true the moment you dream of it. Let's say that when you dream your dream of a beautiful light blue ball gown with rhinestones, and you feel yourself swinging and swaying in your beautiful dream, you already are wearing the ballgown.

Sooner or later, an invitation to a real-live ball will arrive, and a gentleman in a tux with a supermarket bouquet of flowers will appear at your elbow and a golden VW will await you on the curb around the corner. Then you can breathe, and then you can go on to the next dream and the next.

You are free to dream whatever you wish and whenever you wish.

Cinderella dreamed of a Prince and probably a Fairy Godmother before the carriage appeared to take her to the ball.

Your dreaming the dream means you are well-disposed for the dream to come true. You are ripe for the dream. It is already yours. It may take a while before your dream enters center-stage.

Dreams are not yet facts. Dreams are clearly not racing horses who are to be whipped in order to speed up the process - perish the thought. Dreams are entitled to stay dreams for as long as they want to be dreamy-eyed. Dreams are free to take their own sweet time. This is the nature of dreams. Dreams do not usually fulfill themselves in one sitting.

Enjoy the dreaming of your dream. If you dream of a chocolate bar, there is no law that says you must pull off the foil wrapper and eat up the chocolate right away. Dreams don't have to be eaten on the go. Let dreams sit for a while. Savor the thought of your dreams for a while longer.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6284 When Truth Alone Is, April 7, 2018 

God said: 
Beloved, My Beloved, do not honor force. Never do I honor meanness and cruelty and under the guise that they are worthy. Meanness means smallness. Why would goodness and mercy be sought after in the world you live in unless there were cruelty to counteract?

Without force, there would be no insisted-upon abdication from what another person happens to believe.

Another's Truth would be freely allowed to be his Truth or as long as it feels right to him. No one's Truth would be besmirched. Everyone would merit all-merciful freedom to see as he sees and embrace the peace from which he wishes to grow regardless of what any other thinks one way or another. I state firmly that I am not in favor of force to any degree in the guise of virtue. Of course, I gave Free Will, and I gave and still give it to all. And what I give is not to be stepped on. Let there be love. Love and freedom go hand in hand. No one is to forbid another to see as he sees.

Of what valor is it to a conqueror to force another into submission from threat of cruelty by death or pain? By what right would anyone exercise such a one-sworded threat over another to avow falsely as to his Truth when it is not?

No matter how strongly a conqueror may believe in what he sees as Truth, he has no divine right to enact capitulation from anyone to adopt the conqueror's Truth as his own. A conqueror's Truth doesn't have to be sacred to anyone else who sees differently. One who gives false testimony with his fingers crossed behind his back is not giving a testament to Truth. Truth is Free Willed.

There is no Beauty in forcing another to tell a lie no matter how fervently he may say it under threat of death or exclusion. This is not Truth-giving by any definition. Freedom is be bestowed upon all. Force comes from weakness.

No one is to assign Truth in My Name. I desire to be chosen freely or not at all.

What a world We share when Truth alone is, and no one is forced into recanting what is true to his own Heart. Let all hearts flap their own wings. Truth is Truth, or it is not. False testament sworn as Truth is false. Faith is not obdurate. Faith sworn to with fingers crossed is not Faith. Faith comes of its own Will gladly or it is a charade.

No one has the right to decree what another is to believe or not believe.

Arrogance and competitiveness arise from a weakness to maintain a front of being high and mighty. Faith is not half-hearted Faith. Let everyone on Earth be free to bow down or not. No Heart belongs to any other. This is not My Way. Let everyone be free to choose as his Heart tells him. Faithless Faith isn't Faith. In fact, it doesn't have a leg to stand on. True Faith does not have to be begged for nor stolen nor mandated. In any case, mandated Faith isn't Faith. Let everyone come to his Faith in God according to his own Heart, for this is how I wish to be received.

Would you expect otherwise from Me? After all, what is the meaning of Room at the Inn? No one is forced in, and no one is kept out.

Love is a gathering of all Souls. All are welcome to My Love by dint of Free Will. There is no other kind of Will in My Orchard. There is no basis upon which legislating Faith can be called sacred. Faith is not counted by numbers. Faith goes far deeper than a vote.

If someone chooses to believe that the world is flat or round or square, on what grounds would I demand fealty? No, I do not interfere, nor, upon My Word, are you to interfere, most assuredly not in My Name. Let us bless Truth in the Highest.


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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6285 Entwined We Are, April 8, 2018 

God said: 
To you, I give thanks. I give thanks to you from the bottom of My Heart. Beloved, always know with assurance how much you mean to Me and all the Waves and Waves of Love just the thought of you gives to me. I know your love. I feel it. Do you feel My love, too, as it radiates through you?

Every night I put you to sleep. Every morning, I wake you up. Do you feel My Presence in your life? Be sure to know that I am attentive to you. I do not ask you to sacrifice. I do not believe in sacrifice. I believe in Joy. I ask you to enjoy. Joy isn't a sacrifice. Definitely, stay away from sacrifice. I don't want it. I seek your Joy. I want nothing less than your Joy.

If giving and receiving Joy isn't Joy for you, don't do it. Believe Me, in every which way, you fill Me with Joy. It is My Joy to attend to you. Our commingled Love makes the world go round. We ride the Merry-Go-Round together. Our Hearts are engendered.

Every day I bless myself that you exist in the Heavenly Realm of Love. Every day I am grateful for your embrace. Every day when I think of you, I feel as you do when Roses in your Garden are about ready to burst forth into bloom. I do feel a sort of parenthood. You are My flowers ready to blossom. I can hardly wait.

You are like bulbs in Springtime, chomping at the bit, suddenly ready to burst through the soil.

Your iris and daffodils have no plaints about the snow or that their feet are cold. What do all the flowers do always from the bottom of their hearts when they are ready to bloom?

They bend to the Sun. In Our case, I am the Sun. Give Me your eyes and bless Me to your love which is Our Love. How entwined We are. Who is Who and Which is Which? We do not have to differentiate. We are One Embrace forever spinning around the Earth. We don't have to splatter-dash as we go around the Universe. All We have to do is to BE. We forever ARE One on One.

Nourish Me, will you? I ask for no special favor. I ask to embrace you, My One Child.

We meet every day. We meet every morning, noon, and night. My eyes and Heart light up when you enter My heart. You grace Me with the Light your eyes cast on Me.

I boldly say that you are My Sunshine. You are the Sun in My eyes reflected back to Me. Tell Me that you know that you are My thank-you to Myself. Never do I forfeit My Self. You enrich Me. You enrich My Heart. You are My Heart's Journey. You are My Praise to My Self. You may say: "God be praised." I say to you, My One Child: "May you be praised. Be sure to know that I praise you to the High Heavens. Hallowed be thou."

The Sun rises in the morning for you. The Stars come out at night for you. We, you and I, are a Circle of Light lighting up the world who always seeks more Light to give - Our cups runneth over. How much Light can the One Heart of Ours contain? How can Our One Heart hold so much bounteous love and not give it away?

If you wish to serve Me, serve a handful of Light from Me to all whose paths cross yours. We are all on the same path, and We all walk together. Do you feel the array of Beauty that We assemble, and how We meet in gratitude for Our Acquaintance just the way the Sun shines. Hallowed be Our One Name, for it is the Name We share.

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6283 Ask for the Moon and the Stars, April 6, 2018 

God said: 
What does anything mean? The weather has a meaning, yet what is its meaning and what does it mean to you when all is said and done and what for?

What means the month of the year? What does it mean to you, and what doesn't it mean to you and why should or shouldn't it?

For one thing, no matter what spot you are in, you want to know you exist. You want to be seen and heard, and when it's your turn, you want to have an obit with your own name. Are you asking too much to ask to be seen and heard more than once in a while or merely mumbled?

Why not be noticed every day rather than once in a while? You want to be noticed on every occasion rather than crying out in the wilderness as if you are of no accord. Why can't it be taken for granted that you are a bona fide person heard and sung every day. If you are not noted, why aren't you? Are you simply at the whim of every other? Is a postage stamp worth more than you with your own Heart and Soul? Who decides this, if you please?

It seems to you that, when all is said and tried, a 3-cent stamp may hold more value than your beating Heart. Yet how can this be? Is something the matter with you? For what possible reason are no more than one of the masses? Why on Earth would you be considered a blank face? This makes no sense that you can be the only one who isn't seen very much. You do not ask to have your praises sung to the Highest. You do not ask to be at everyone's beck and call, just a little nod here and there. Is this asking too much?

You wonder what you are doing here on Earth? Does everyone wonder what you are doing here? Without notice of you, you feel obliterated from the Universe, as if your name had not been called or your name utterly forgotten when your time came. Are you simply noted as Ol' What's His Name, not even forgotten, just never seen or heard, no more than a cipher? Is that what you are? A cipher sad but true? Can it be that you simply weren't listed? Were you to never to have your turn?

You are not asking for the Moon and the Stars, for they seem to exist very well without your seconding them. It is only you who has no X for a marker. You were sure you had a real name. Never were you supposed to answer to: "Hey, there."

You are, at the very least, one blade of grass in a big field. You have a contribution to make. You exist. God made you too, and He did not make you the least. You appeared. You are here. Of all the Infinite numbers of Souls on Earth, why would you be left out? What is so unremarkable about you? Did you somehow fall overboard? Say not so. Were you just hung on a clothesline and left out to dry? Where is your birth certificate? Is your name not written down somewhere? Was your name never written? Doesn't anyone ever seem to bend his face to you in observance of you? Are no sad songs ever sung for you? Are you all said and done and simply just over as if you were never taken any account of, no more, alas, than a fly on the wall?

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God's New Series - Heavenletter #6282 From Wherein Arises Anger?, April 5, 2018 

God said: 
God knows you don't want to be angry. Beloved, you don't even want anger to simmer on the back burner of your stove.

You have seen others rein in their anger, yet it seems that you have run-ins with your own acknowledged anger. Sometimes you feel outright irritation and anger. It doesn't seem to matter how much you don't want to be near anger. You keep trying to kick your anger away, and, here you are, immersed in anger time and time again. You come to wonder if you are actually civilized at all. What are you bemoaning that makes you feel so angry again and again even as you cry out that you absolutely don't want anger which, regardless, seems to repeatedly rise up within you. You recognize that it is within you that the flames of anger are fanned.

That your anger is righteous anger doesn't make it any better for you. You want the overriding sense of anger to be gone. Anger squelches you. You simply don't know how to quell your anger at the same time as you don't want to ever have anger rise within you again.

You do understand that the anger you feel is your anger. When you feel the insurmountable waves of anger, no matter how self-righteous you may feel, you don't want want anger. Self-righteous or not, what do you want anger for? You really don't believe that anger of any kind serves you. What could anger serve, if anything?

Anger doesn't really even serve your ego. Your army of anger diminishes you and your life as you know it. Fie on anger. You simply do not want it ever again, yet you don't seem to know how to rid yourself of it. You don't want to pass anger onto anyone either. Nor do you care to waste time debating the rights and wrongs of your anger. There are no designated trash heaps to dump your anger in. There are no regular pick-ups where wasteful anger is picked up in the trash on Friday mornings.

You don't want anger. Period. Nor do you desire to foist your anger onto anyone else no matter what. No matter how much there may be just cause for anger, you fervently desire to keep even one spark of it.

Anger just seems to foment anger. You cry out to have your anger removed, and removed once and for all, removed now and forever. Yet, here you are with anger clinging to you.

You want to be free from anger. You definitely don't want to stuff your anger in a box and keep it in the back of a closet.

You don't see anger as a necessity at all. There are so many pleasantries afforded you and freedoms as well. You want Peace. Peace to you in this angry moment adds up to you with Freedom from anger. You would love Pure Peace, yet right now you would applaud even a little Freedom from unholy anger. You would settle for absence of anger. You would be so grateful for that for no more tooth-clenching anger.

You don't feel this is asking for too much. Even so, you don't feel capable of fluffing off anger. You would do anything to remove anger, your own personal anger, and anything to remove anger from the face of the Earth. You don't really want just to toss anger off a cliff somewhere. You don't really want to stifle anger. You do desire anger to disappear.

And then what? You start to feel weak-kneed? What would replace the streams of anger in the world then? Even as you desire with all your Heart that anger be gone, you wonder where would angerlessness leave you?

Fervently you say:

"God, without emotion, what will life be? Will vitality back out along with anger? Without anger, would I be without momentum? What is up with this, God? Would I become stone cold?"


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