HEAVEN LETTERS

HEAVEN #3798 Go Merrily on Your Way, April 19, 2011

God said:

You are meant to be a resilient being. You are not meant to be the little pig’s straw house that the big bad wolf blows down. Nor are you meant to be the brick house that is immovable.

Once I said that you are to be the willow tree that bends and never breaks and comes back to its original position. No matter what assails you, you come back.

Now I think that when pin pricks from the world seem to assail you and hurt you, you are not to be fazed at all. There is no reason to be affected by them. If you receive a disappointing email, you have to answer it, or you don’t. If a bill comes in, a mistake or not, either way, why would it turn your day upside down, or even a minute of your day? You don’t have to be so sensitive. You really don’t. What you perceive as an assault takes out too much from you. You let it wound you when it is really not worth the time of day.

Be a computer for a little while. It makes no difference to a computer what it types or what it doesn’t type. A computer doesn’t take anything personally. Be compassionate toward others. Be compassionate towards errors, and be not wounded by insignificant things.

Why should a disappointing email, for example, crush you for even a moment? Why should one of My children go into a tizzy even for one moment? Why, when you have Me, and why, when you have your own Being, should any paltry thing from the outside dent you? Why should it put a dent in you at all? You will get over it. You always do. So why let it invade you in the first place? Get over it before you are dismayed.

Sure, it is good to be vulnerable. But to the pin pricks of the daily world, I ask you to be invulnerable. You do not have to be so much one with your environment and what occurs. There is you who radiates to the whole Universe. Your environment and what occurs are not to dominate you. Let your aura affect the environment and not the other way around.

When I say environment, I am meaning whatever is in your surroundings.

If someone is in a bad mood, you don’t have to be. Let someone else’s bad mood bounce off you. In the same vein, annoying emails are not to affect your aura. Do you understand me?

You seem to enter into these little penny-ante games with whatever enters your environment. No more penny-ante games. Everything in the world or in your world is not to take you over, not even for an instant. When you flinch, you waste your time and energy. Time and energy are to be used, not wasted. Time and energy are requested for other matters.

Yes, be a duck, and let water roll off your back.

Be like a computer who gets work done to the best of its ability and doesn’t have build up. If the user gives the computer nonsense, the computer takes that in its stride.

As for you, beloveds, take care of that which you have to take care of, and then go merrily on your way. Put hurt and aggravation and fatigue behind you. What do you need them for? What possible good are they for you?

Now, get these aggravations and annoyances behind you, for you are to be as fresh as a daisy and the new-day sun.

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HEAVEN #3797 Look! Just look!, April 18, 2011

God said:

Think of the magnificence of Creation. It is amazing. Yes, I brag, I boast. Look! Just look! Look at one flower. Look at one of your hands, one finger, one palm. Look at your lips that utter speech. Look at language. Look at the wind blowing the leaves of the tree. Look at the amazing kaleidoscope of the world I gave you to twirl.

I did not so much create as I desired. I did not manufacture. I placed an order. I didn't even give the design. I gave My dream of the design. I said what I wanted, and then, behold, Creation created itself. It could be said that I requested a marvelous rooming house, a place where there would be room for everyone. And guess what else? That creation would have moving parts and be ever anew! Everything in Creation would change. Everything in Creation would grow. Everything in Creation would be mobile. Everything would fluctuate. Everything in Creation would leap!

And yet, underlying the hop, skip, and jumps would be stillness of the first order. Incredible stillness, unmoving, unchanging, a perfect non-shifting platform where all the dancing could take place. What a commotion on top of what is no motion at all.

Can you imagine sound? Who could have thought of it! And eyes and all that to see with them. Colors. Who thought of touch and endless textures? Where did taste begin? Who thought of tongues? And who created the varieties of scents and noses to procure and differentiate the varieties?

Who thought of a brain and a heart! What a commanding presence was Mine - is Mine - and how the record player spins continuously. And then, due to My vision and My desire, you appeared. Wow, I am good! All I had to do was to have the idea, and My idea manifested. Creation appeared with a drum roll. It was so exciting what I had wrought.

Can it be true that sometimes you are bored and find nothing to do, to look at, to occupy yourself with? In that case, sit with your eyes closed and contemplate the world I made for you and all that I placed in it for you to enjoy. Contemplate a glorious God Who admires the handiwork that got set in motion.

And then there are the other players. Of course, the sun, moon, and stars are players. And there are many unseen players and settings and props.

Most of all, there is you. You are like My accompaniment. You go along with Me. The stage I set for you intrigues Me. I watch a play. You come on stage. I watch you. I read a book I can't put down. The book is ongoing. There is always a new chapter or a new bridge. There is always something new, and there are births of babies. I arranged for everything. There are mothers and fathers. Who else but I could have called mothers and fathers into Being? What an artist I am. What a Being are you.

I continually gaze at what I have made when I made you and the Universe, you for the Universe, and the Universe for you. Such entwinement. What a knitter I am. What a craftsman. Even though I didn't knit or craft, I will take credit. A force from My heart created you and everything. That's how I am the Original Source. A sound came out of My mouth. I took a breath, and there was the whole canopy laid out with all its stillness and all its moving parts. I have never stopped admiring all that came into Being nor have I paused in the breathtaking one act of Creation that has filled My heart. From the woven threads of My love, I soul-crafted you.


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HEAVEN #3796 Who You Really Are, April 17, 2011

God said:

Where in the world are you? Your body may be in a street in a certain country, yes. I did not ask you where your body is located. You are not your body, so I am asking you where your soul is. It is with Me.

You, who are in Heaven with Me, are also the center of the world. You are the hub of the world. You are not this isolated body in one country or another. You are a mainstay of the Universe. You ARE the Universe.

This is hard for you to believe. You see yourself more as a cog. Nevertheless, you are the mainstay of the world. Mighty are you.

I suppose We could say that you are a slat that holds up a futon and that each slat counts, yet I am saying more than that. I say that you are the mainspring of the world. Your significance is tremendous. Your contribution is tremendous. I will go so far as to say that you are the determinant of the world. You are the balancer of it.

You probably think: “What difference does it make whether I am on Earth or not. People drop off all the time like flies, one after another.”

I am saying that, while your body is on Earth, your body that houses a soul from Heaven, the presence of your soul on Earth makes all the difference in the world. You are a soul on Earth. Souls are vital. You are vital to the Universe.

I am not just giving you a pep talk. I am pointing out to you that you are not just one word on a page. You are the whole page.

I am not just saying that you are one finger on a hand, and each finger is important. I am not just saying that you are caught up in the world, or the world is caught up in you. I am saying that you have a significance far greater than you ever thought or dreamed of.

It was once thought that one man held up the world. His name was Atlas. Whatever your name is, you hold up the world. You are the world’s significant other.

You say that I am saying this to everyone, so you scoff at the idea, or you laugh at it. You say I say this to everyone, and so you say that what I say makes no sense at all.

I say that you, you, whoever you are, have tremendous power. No one has more. You think there are many who have more power than you. In fact, you may feel powerless. This is a mistake in your thinking.

I am telling you that you are more than a key player. You are THE player.

You are the Only One. Take Me seriously. The state of the world depends on you. It does not depend on anyone else but you. You are responsible for everything. You, yes, you. I am talking to you.

You may hold the world by a string, and yet you are the upholder of the world. You are its centrifuge. The world takes its cues from you. You determine the weather and everything.

I know you depend on Me, and yet I also depend on you. I am depending on you now.

All are One. You are One. You are My One. I kid you not. Upon you, everything relies. You might as well know that everything is a reflection of you. The song you sing reverberates, and you are the only singer in the whole wide world.

You think you are Clark Kent. You are Clark Kent in disguise only. I am telling you that you are really Superman. You are Superman at My behest. I know what I created. You don’t know. You are the kingpin of the world. Make the world wonderful. There is only you to do it.


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HEAVEN #3795 The Meaning of Kindness, April 16, 2011

God said:

What if you would really accept what I say? If you believed the truth of My estimation of you, would there be scoundrels? What would be the point? Entertainment? Mischievousness?

What would be the use of unkindness, judgment, scolding, bullying, incarceration? Who would even think of those things, and why would anyone? Why does anyone now?

Even when you don’t believe in your worth, why would you believe there is value in being thoughtless or heartless? Perhaps you don’t believe in their value now.

Please don’t think for one moment that I suggest that you be professionally mushy or so patently kind to the point of untruthfulness. Sometimes it is kinder to say what you think than to beat around the bush. It is kinder to let someone know what is going on rather than to leave them hanging. It is kinder to the other person, and it is kinder to you. Truthfulness can be kind. Hurtfulness is another thing. Both heartfulness and hurtfulness come from your sense of self.

By no means am I suggesting that you sugarcoat everything or anything. Kindness comes from within, beloveds. Kindness is not a pretense of kindness. Kindness is not blind. It is not kind for a teacher to let her students cheat. It is not kind to pretend that all actions are right or justifiable. Commiseration is not kindness. The same words can be kind or unkind depending upon the intentions of the person who says them and depending upon the receiver of the words.

Of course, you do the best you can do. Doing the best you can do is not meant to be an excuse for you, however. When you make a mistake, forget about it and know better from then on.

At least accept when I tell you that you are a strong person, not a weak one. Find the evidence for your strength and build on that.

Kindness does not mean making excuses for others either. If your child has dirty hands, it is not in your child’s favor to pretend that he washed his hands nor is it kind for you to pretend they are clean. At the same time, it is not true that cleanliness is next to Godliness.

Be kind without your diagnosing your acts as kind. You are a specialist in kindness as a matter of course. You are not a performer of kindness. You are not an actor of kindness. You are kind. The sweetest words may not be kind unless they come from the wellspring of your consciousness.

Soft-hearted is not quite the same as kind. Your soft-heartedness may be only a manner of speaking. It can be your way of running away from responsibility. Kindness is not meant to be a cloak you put on.

It is not My suggestion that you be a robot of kindness. Kindness is meant to mean something.

Kindness is respect. I expect you to be respectful to young and old and respectful to yourself. Pretense is not kindness. Have I made that point well enough?

A heart of gold is a heart of gold. It is not a heart of tin painted gold. Kindness is not a sham.

Not everyone knows his way around New York. There is no reason to pretend you do. Nor are you a bluffer of kindness. At the same time, you have to try kindness out. You do have to practice it.

Learn from the great teachers, the Great Ones, and what would they do? They were not softies, were they? They were firm and loving. They made themselves clear. They did not just pat everyone on the head. Determine what kindness is, and follow it.


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HEAVEN #3794 Seasons in Your Life , April 15, 2011

God said:

What are you shying away from? I will answer for you. You are shying away from love, My love. You want it, and you shy away from it.

My love shakes your very foundation. I would like that you would believe that you deserve My love, that you deserve it from the moment of your birth and through the Eternalness of your life.

What if you had never known anything but My love, how would you be feeling now? How would you walk and talk, Kings and Queens of the Universe?

How would you savor life then? What would you make of your life then?

And so may it be now. Now is of the essence, and you are of the essence of now.

Have no resistance to My love. You have said you want love more than anything. Then, take My love. Hold it deep in your heart. Dare to love Me, and dare to accept My love, for it is yours. You have been balking at love. You never thought you would, yet that’s what you have been doing.

Hold up your arms and put them around My neck. I speak figuratively, of course. Embrace Me. Hold on to Me. You are exactly where you are meant to be.

What about the anxiety you are wracked with? Look at it this way:

There is a mosquito buzzing around. A mosquito is not calamity. It is only a mosquito. Beloveds, you have God on one hand, and mosquito on the other. You tend to mix up everything together. It may even feel to you that everything weighs the same. You may even think that a mosquito, so to speak, weighs as much as God, or even more.

How much do you think My role in your life weighs? Who has been taking care of you right along? You don’t think you were going along, all alone without Me, do you? Some like to think that way, or like to hold Me accountable for everything. Some like to credit themselves with running their lives.

All the matters that assail you, what are they worth? They are not worth all your attention. They are worth none of it.

Trees bud in spring. In fall, leaves fall. Blossoms fall in summer. In winter, trees are covered with snow. These are seasons. There are seasons in your life as well, only your seasons are short. You may have all the seasons in the same day or twice a day. Seasons are short, and you have work in the world to do for Me.

I am the Doer, yet you are to do My work for Me. I am not lazy. I am not handicapped. From the silence of My heart and thought, the world erupts, and My willing children help the world along.

You are My waiters and waitresses in God’s Restaurant. Serve, eat your fill, and serve again.

Let not mosquitoes rule your happiness. Which do you choose? Mosquito or God? At this moment, which do you choose? Choose once and for all.

Say to yourself:

“God clears the way for me. He is clearing the way for me now. He pulls me in His sleigh of love. His love requires nothing of me but my awareness of it. It is always here, God’s love, surrounding me. I am so busy dealing with mosquitoes that sometimes I forget God’s hand on my shoulder.

“From now on, my first thought is God. From now on, my last thought is God. And all the thoughts in between are also God-centered.

“God is the Center of my life. Mosquitoes are not. A thousand mosquitoes are not.

“Now I consider mosquitoes like the paper napkins that accompany a meal. I wipe my hands on them and throw the napkins away. I don’t keep paper napkins. I do not analyze and diagnose them. There is need for me to get up from the table of difficulties and get going.

“Now I zoom to love. That’s it. I zoom to God’s love, and I spread it. I lay down a blanket of God’s love. I am getting ready for a picnic of God’s love. And all who want to join, come sit down with God.”

Remember God, and pass by all else. All else, you pass by. You keep nothing but My love, and you can never lose it. You can throw My love away, and still it won’t leave. My love stays with you. My love never strays. My love for you is right where it belongs.



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HEAVEN #3793 A Rule for Living Life, April 14, 2011

God said:

There are no empty hearts. There are, however, buried ones, hearts covered up, tamped down, reserved stolid hearts, stoic hearts, and thrashing hearts, embarrassed hearts, crying hearts, protesting hearts, dried-up hearts, hearts burnt, hearts cold, hearts forgotten. Remember your heart, and play with it. Instead of reading the paper, read your heart.

You have kept your heart on a short leash. Let your heart out of the vise you may have kept it in. Free your heart to be a heart of joy. What would prevent you from letting your heart discover itself but fear? For such a shallow thing as fear, you bind your heart. Instead of letting your heart follow its course, for the sake of presumed safety, you have restrained your heart. Let your heart go. Restrain your fears instead.

How can it be that My children would restrict their hearts and let their fears run rampant? You have had it backwards. Chop off the heads of your fears, and let your hearts blossom, rain or shine. Chaining your heart is like taking a flower that is ready to bloom and stamping on it, torturing the bloom as it were.

If you have closed your heart to whatever degree, your heart is tortured. You have tortured your heart. Not your upbringing, not your employer, not your teachers, not a hundred blows dealt to you have tortured your heart. It is you who has held your heart captive.

You may say there is nothing else for you to do but constrain your heart. You may say you would be a fool to not constrain your heart. So says your mind.

You know, it is necessary to get your heart out of harm’s way, and the harm’s way is whatever precautions your mind assigns to your heart. Of course, this is not indulgence that I speak of. Know the difference between whim and heart. Whim is what you might feel like. What your heart wants to do is to love. How simple is the human heart when you will stop driving it or braking it. Your mind, in its desire to look out for you, tries to make your heart fit the bed your mind has made for it. Your mind may have made your heart crib-sized when everyone knows that the bed of your heart is to encompass the whole world and beyond.

Your heart wants to embody itself everywhere. Who are you to let your mind tell your heart to cease and desist? Give your mind some math problems to solve instead. Your heart is not to be overcome. Your mind’s holding your heart back is to be overcome. Your mind looks for profit. Your heart looks to give.

Let your heart return to babyhood. When a smile arose, a smile arose. The baby had not yet learned rules. The baby’s smiles had not yet been imposed upon.

I think I shall give you some rules about living life. The first rule is to love. And the second and third and all the rest of the rules unto Infinity are the same. Love. There is a lot to love, and now, if you please, start loving. Love within your heart. Love even what you do not like. Love anyway. The people who drive you crazy, love them. Love them and see what happens. Love from your heart. Love does not have to be in words. Love does not have to be a formality. Love just has to be.

Let however much love you have in your heart, yearning to break loose, go free. Love on the quiet. Do not blab about it. Just love, and love more. There is no end to love.


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HEAVEN #3792 God Holds You in His Heart, April 13, 2011

God said:

I would like to write a tribute to you. A salute to you. You have stayed on Earth through thick and thin. You accepted your assignment, and then you came, and then you stayed. You have given your heart-given tribute to Me.

You are well aware of your struggles, and yet you know I have none. I see and know that all is well. You do not yet have My vision, and so you struggle. For Me, everything is easy, for everything is love. There is not one acorn in the world that I do not love. There is not one soul that I do not love. I love, and I see. Because I love doesn’t mean I don’t see. I draw different conclusions from the conclusions you draw. I draw different conclusions because I know your destiny. I have added all the numbers, and I have come up with a total. Your destiny is to return to Me in all your brightest colors. Undaunted, you will return to Me. There is no one who does not return to Me. What can there possibly be for Me to worry about? I do not worry about you. Of course, I don’t. I know with every breath that all is well. I know infallibly that no harm can come to you. I know what you feel, and I know your pain. I do not make light of it at the same time as I know that there is Eternity and that what you may go through does not impress itself onto Eternity. It doesn’t even leave a mark. There are no scars. You travel with Me.

By return to Me, I mean that you know full-blast that you are in My embrace. You know in Whose heart you lie. You know the beat of My heart. We are so close, and you have all of Me. You know you have all of Me. You know that Our hearts are enjoined. Thump thump, go Our hearts, one indistinguishable from the other. You are My heart of hearts, and I am yours.

You are My dream. My dreams are not illusions. My dreams are Truth, as I am Truth. The fact is that nothing befalls. Only angels are real, and the ringing of bells is true. You are true. What befalls is nothing at all, even as everything that befalls seems huge to you. You cannot fall. You cannot fail, for you are My dream, and My dreams come true, and My dreams are good. My dreams are not fantasies. My dreams are the only True.

How is it that, to your mind, you flub up? How is it that, to your mind, you are one error after another? It really is time to change your opinion of yourself. Humility does not mean self-devaluation. How could it? Know your value to Me, and you will be humble. You will be humble for the privilege of giving Me what I ask for. You serve famously, beloveds. If you think you don’t, you are mistaken. So, yes, in that sense, you are full of errors that come down to only one, a non-recognition of Whose joy you are. Too often you are not your own joy. We are going to change that now.

Imagine a dram of the joy I take in you. A dram will be enough to revamp your whole picture of yourself. A dram will be enough to make the sun rise in your heart. A dram of My love and trust in you will be enough to cover the world with joy and only joy and bring in a new dawn in every heart on Earth. What do you think life on Earth will be like then when you recognize a dram of what you mean to Me and, so, to the world?

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HEAVEN #3790 Love's Turn Has Come, April 11, 2011

God said:

Love is not a production. Love is the background. It is the setting of the drama or comedy. Love is omnipresent. Love is not what you think. Love is more than you think. You cannot isolate love any more than you can isolate Me.

Love needs no insulation. Have you attempted to insulate yourself from love? Love is not like driving a car fast on the freeway. Love police do not exist. You need not look over your shoulder. The only thing following you is love, and love is ahead of you too. You are the love you are speeding to.

Love can drive slowly down a lane. Love can pause yet never stop. Love can speed, and love remains. Let Us praise love. Love betokens Heaven where Oneness is seen, where Oneness is evident, where love relaxes and loves without taxing itself. Heaven announces itself by its glorious love. There are trails of love all over the place, yet love does not trail behind. Love is the engine that could. There is nowhere love cannot go. There is nowhere love is not. There is no mountain that love cannot reach, no ocean that love cannot cross. There are no mountains, there are no oceans. There is only love manifesting itself in all the ways it can think of to catch your attention. Here is love. Right here, love is.

Love mounts itself from your heart, and love soars. Vroom. Watch that love reach high in the sky. Watch that love land and rise again. Look at that love go! What is there that love from your heart cannot do? Love can cut through steel. Love can surrender, and as love surrenders, it rises.

Make your decision to love. Say to yourself:

“I am a Being of Love. I do not have to turn love on. It is already on. I just have to take care that I do not turn the love in my heart off. Nothing, nothing is to turn my love off. Nothing is to stem the flow of love to and fro my heart, the giving of love from my heart. My love is the fulcrum of the Universe. There cannot be too much love. I am speaking of love, that emanation that encompasses all. Love may fly and love may alight, yet my love is not flighty. My love is for all. Where is there that my love should not be? Let my love, yes, this love in my heart, let it sweep all in its path. May my heart pump love everywhere to everyone. Nonstop love is flowing from my heart now. Fresh love. Renewable love. Sustainable love.

“There is an entourage of love in the world. One loving thought leads to another. One loving act leads to another. There is an onslaught of love in the world, and nothing can stop it. Love’s turn has come. Love is rising from the depths to the surface. High or low, only love is, and now only love will be seen and touted. Love is not an act. It is not an accumulation. Love is a free sprite that I cannot escape. This is love. This is my love. This is God’s love.

“I give up. I am surrounded by love. Love has captured me. And now my heart is free to give love everywhere. My love is a stowaway. My love is behind every door that opens. Now I am ready to just let love be. I am love, and I will be love, and that’s all I will be. I am that. I am love.”

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HEAVEN #3791 On the Front Lines , April 12, 2011

God said:

Sometimes you may feel as though you are on the front lines. There is a battle going on, and you are right out there fighting it, or you skirt around danger that seems to lurk everywhere. You have your sword ready. You fight off foes. You have to be on alert and wear your Tevlar vest. What is this battle? Are you at war? Have you considered life a danger zone and that you must be on guard? You are ready to duel. You will take pot shots because you think you have to in order to get through the brambles.

Where does this tenseness in your body come from? What are you affrighted of? What is it that makes sleep difficult? Who or what is the enemy you guard yourself from? Who or what has dug a pit that, at any moment, you could fall into? Who or what is plotting to hurt you?

This is no way to live, and yet have you not lived this way? Day after day, you hug yourself to your heart and say, “Let me be safe.”

Your fears are nebulous. Do not defend your fears. Let them go. Do not conduct war. Let your war with life be over. Do not be a soldier on the front lines of your life.

Carry a flag of love instead. Love is lurking around every corner. Love is not a danger. No longer imagine danger around any corner. Forget corners. Remember love.

Remember My love. Remember in Whose care you are.

You say, “But there is danger, God. There is no way to know what will happen the minute I step out the door. There is no way to know what will happen even when I stay in my house under the covers. There is no place of safety in this whole wide world. I am thin-skinned. I have no armor. Of course, I protect myself. I protect my body from harm.”

I say to you to foremost protect your heart and mind from harm. The fear you put yourself through is not worth it. It doesn’t save your body anyway.

Is dying your greatest fear and, therefore your enemy? Are you fighting death? Is humiliation your greatest fear? Are you protecting yourself from error? How big an enemy is error really? What is the down side of error? Humiliation, I suppose. Be humble then. Do away with ego. Do not stay a soldier.

If you cannot ward off the dangers you imagine anyway, why not surrender your fear of them? Why catalogue all the possible affronts to you? Big or little, they are of no account.

I know, I know, you can think of a whole list of fearful possibilities. You could lose your job. You could get bruised. You could get confined. You could get a speeding ticket. You could be in an accident. You could be murdered. You could lose your head. You could be insulted. You could lose your footing. You could be blind-sided. You could be betrayed. You could be ignored. You could be noticed. On and on goes the list of unwanted possibilities.

I would like to ask you to throw away your fears. They are throw-aways. There is no advantage to the list of fears you keep.

Compile a different list, one of all the wonderful possibilities. Awake with that new list, and go to sleep with that new list embedded in your heart. Why live with fear? Fear gives you no safety, none at all. In fact, fear stomps on you.

I will start your new list for you: Nice surprises. Smiles. Sunshine. Peace. Rest. Good fortune. Wonderful people. A gold coin. An embrace. A good book …


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HEAVEN #3789 Today Is the Day for Love , April 10, 2011

God said:

Practice love. Have love on your mind. It is not that you have to get love right. Love is already right. It is right to love. Love is germane to life. Love to beat the band. Love is coming to you around every corner. Love will pop out at you.

The trees speak of love. The air you breathe speaks of love. And there is the sky above, and the unseen above the sky, and all the stars and the night and the day. Stop your busyness a moment, and you will hear love’s cry. In the stillness of a pause, love will alight on you. Love belongs to you. It belongs to you to give away love.

You are not a producer of love, you understand. You are a catcher of love, and you are the batter, too, who bats it over the fence and out of the field. Love can take its time. There is no timing love. There is just love, and you are the recipient of it and the giver of it all at once.

Give your love away. Do not be embarrassed. There is no reason to hold onto love as though it were the last rose of summer. Let love be a dandelion puff that you blow to the winds. Love will seed itself, and love will grow because of you. There is no end to love, and there is no end to the love in you.

Love is evident, yet you may not see it. A robin sings outside your window. You may not hear the robin sing, yet, without your hearing, the robin of love sings its song. There is no last song. The notes of love are passed from tree to tree, from robin to robin. There is a clarion call of love. Loud or silent, love speaks, love sings, and it sings for you. Love is calling you or thanking you. Love is right outside your window. Open the windows of your heart and let love in. Leave the windows open. There is no telling when love will rush to you. Open your eyes as well.

Upon whatever object or person your eyes fall, love it. Know you love it. Love the first rose of summer, and love the last rose of summer. Love the first snow, and love the last snow. Love is always beginning and twirling and encircling you. Your love spreads its myriad seeds everywhere, far and wide. There is no telling how far your love will reach. Actually, there is knowing. Your love will reach the furthest stars. Your love will boomerang. Your love will boomerang everywhere, and you will be catching love right and left. Keep your heart, your eyes, and your arms wide open.

Today is the day for love.

Today is the day for you to love, to just love, to love without objecting to love, love without an object, simply the process of letting loose love from your heart, apple blossoms from your heart, falling, falling everywhere, landing everywhere, lifting other hearts who may have closed for a moment. You are an awakener of hearts. Awaken away.

Like streetlights, let your love light go on. Don’t wait for the dark. Wait for nothing. Midnight or midday, let your light go on and stay on and your light never blinks for even one moment. Love is meant to stay on and never run out, only to multiply and become more light shining so that the light of love is brighter than the moon and brighter than the sun and brighter than anything else.


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HEAVEN #3788 Love Is on the Move, April 9, 2011

God said:

From My heart to yours. What else could it be? My heart beats for you. My heart loves you. Receive My love, and roll it over. Bet on it. You cannot make too much of My love.

My love is so vast. What can your love be then? Which mountain of love can you not climb? Where is there that your heart cannot go when My heart goes everywhere and surrounds you?

This is the true state of affairs. Your heart is mighty. There is an onrush of love. Love pulls up, not down. Love points to love. There is an Ocean of Love coming your way and coming My way, and Our love splashes. Love is play. Let Us splash Our love everywhere. Come play with Me.

You don’t think that I work hard, do you? I do not work at all. I love. And the waves of My love overtake everything. You are inundated by the waves of My love. You are like a dolphin who leaps high with My love and then returns for more. Who would pass up My love? Who would skip it?

I splash you with My love now, and you splash back.

Despite appearances, everything in your life is a symbol of love. You are a symbol of love. You are My love, and yet you are also a symbol of My love. You stand for love. You stand for My love.

I can hardly call love Mine for I give My love away. It is for practical reasons only, for convenience of speech that We call love Mine, and We call love yours, for all love is Our love splattered. Then Whose love is it in this mix of life?

The one who gives love away owns it. The one who keeps love in his vault has love not. And, so, I say to you, Be My Love. That means to give My love away. That is how you keep love to you. My love is seeping into you now. My love is welling up within you now. Feel the fullness of My love – which is Ours – in your heart now.

Love, to be love, cannot stay still. Love must encompass. It must travel. It must go on a voyage. Love that hibernates is not love. Love is always on the move. Love surrenders to itself. It takes giant steps. Love is not to be hoarded. By its very nature, love is on the move.

If love were snow, it would melt and yet there would always be more snow falling to Earth. Instead of snow-bound, you would be love-bound, beloveds, yet love has no bounds. That is just the point. There is no getting away from love. Love is your Source, and love is your whole journey. Don’t get in the way of love. Do not be like a customs inspector who must inspect and stamp. Let love leap freely. Love is to be given, not inspected.

Love to your heart’s content. Love makes no stops. In order to stay, it must go on its way. This is the strength of love that it is always on the move. Love is the mighty Ocean, and love is also the waves of the Ocean. No ocean stays still. An ocean without waves is not an ocean. Still waters may run deep, but an Ocean of Love has gusto.

Love is lively, and so must you step lively with love. Love is not left to chance, or, if it is, give love a chance. Swiftly pass on your love. It is as easy as a smile. Smile your love away. I charge you to give My love away so that your heart may be full and the world filled with My love. Champion My love.



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HEAVEN #3787 Like a Wireless Connection on Earth , April 8, 2011

God said:

The perfection you seek is not perfectly dotted i’s and crossed t’s. The perfection you seek is within you. The buck stops with you, beloveds. Where is your acceptance? Where are you hiding or placing your appreciation of the world?

This is not easy to see, yet the world unfolds perfectly. The world has brought you to the place of awareness that you are at now. That is a perfect reckoning. All that transpires is a stepping-stone. Even every stumble is a stepping-stone.

No longer are you to make judgments. No longer are you to deplore the world or anyone. This is not being without standards or having loose standards. Have standards for yourself.

If My view imposes on your view, it imposes love. Reflect love and eschew judgment. All the conclusions you draw are judgments. You are meant to be a lover, not a judge. Tear off those black robes of thought. They hold the world back and are not in your best interest.

Instead of telling the world to smarten up, smarten up yourself. Even what is not understood can be accepted. Look for the blessings, beloveds, for you are blessed.

The world would tell you otherwise. Accept the world as it is, and yet think for yourself. There is not a stalemate between you and the world. There is a bridge. Build bridges. Like horizons, you will walk across them. A bridge takes you somewhere. Where do you want to go?

You are the bridge you cross. Be that bridge between Heaven and Earth. Your heart is the bridge. It is as if you lay yourself down. You stretch yourself so your toes hold to Earth and your fingers touch Heaven. Others will walk across the bridge your consciousness makes. Others have been bridges for you, and now you are a bridge for others.

You do not make yourself a bridge of explanations. You are a bridge that says little. You are a great bridge, however. You help many across the span. As a child, you were a bridge. You are a bridge from love to love. You are a rainbow, and you arc over the Universe. You provide the stepping stones. You give great service.

You beckon. You beckon with your heart. Your heart is not for nothing. Your heart is for something. You are the outreach of the Universe. You are My arms that embrace. You balance the Universe. The world harkens to you.

You are the bridge, and your thoughts are the bridge. You can take the world anywhere. You might as well take the world to what is named Heaven. It is where I am, and you and all the rest have been invited to join Me here. You are the path. You point the way, or you point elsewhere.

It is for you to lead the world. You are the beckoner. To be the bridge you are meant to be, you have to have reached Heaven so that you can show the way.

There is nothing you do for yourself alone. It is an impossibility to do anything for yourself alone. You pull up, or you pull down. Wherever you go, the world goes with you. Have you thought you were unimportant? You are essential. Be the pioneer. Be the pacesetter.

Let My Voice be heard. It can be heard without drums. My Voice permeates. It can reach everywhere.

Consider yourself a transmitter. Attention doesn’t go to the transmitter. Attention rightfully goes to the message. Send My messages. Certainly, don’t send your peeves. You are like a wireless connection on Earth.



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HEAVEN #3786 Desire Enlightenment as a Gift You Give to the World , April 7, 2011

God said:

We are interchangeable. You would rather I be much more than you. I am you, yet I am God fulfilled. You are still in the making. You are in the making of your own awareness. All that is lacking is awareness. I do not mean thoughts. I mean awareness.

Thoughts are a dime a dozen. Thoughts grow on trees. Thoughts come fast, one after the other, hand over fist. Your awareness seems to come in bits and snatches. Your awareness withdraws, comes again, withdraws. You will become aware for keeps.

Become aware because I ask you to. Become aware so that you can lift the world higher. Desire awareness as a gift you wish to give to the world.

Anything you wish for yourself specifically lags behind awareness. Enlightenment desired for yourself is not enlightenment. And when you become aware, you are aware. Do not say you are awakened. No one has to know you are but you. Awareness is not for you alone, and yet you don’t announce that you are awakened or enlightened or any of the words you use. This you keep to yourself.

When you have the awareness of enlightenment, there is no need to announce it. There is no need to think about it.

Of course, there is the sense in which everyone is enlightened, only they don’t know it. Not knowing that you are enlightened is like sleeping through a movie. You were in the theater. The movie played, and yet you were not awake. You do not have to declare that you slept anymore than you need declare that you were awake during the whole movie.

Enlightenment is not an ending, as you do seem to think of it. It is not a conclusion. It is not an assessment for you to make. Enlightenment is not a door prize. It is not an attainment. It is not something for you to take credit for. It is not a medal. It is simply where you are.

As you drive along in your car, you do not say: “I am at the corner of State and Main. I am at the corner of Jefferson and 2nd Street. I am at the corner of this street or that.” In the world, you are always somewhere.

Just as there is no need for you to proclaim your perceived lacks, there is no need to proclaim your perceived advances.

Once you were in second grade, and now you are in third, or fourth, or tenth, or graduated. It is a gradation. It is gradual. Or the sought-after breakthrough may seemingly come all at once.

There is no arrival. There is always arriving. You are always getting closer. And yet you do not pass Go. Or, when you pass Go, it is natural and nothing need be said about it.

Even if you are the most enlightened person in the whole world, there is no reason to announce that you are. There is no need to say: “Look at me. I won!”

Pride does not enter into the field of enlightenment. The joy is enlightenment, not the saying you have reached it.

When you were a child and learned long division, it was important to you to tell someone what you have learned, yet long division is not in the telling.

There is no need to advertise your state of consciousness. There is need to be it. There is need for you to emanate it. That’s all you have to do. And nothing can stop your emanation. Whatever your state of consciousness, you are emanating it.


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HEAVEN #3785 God's Invitation, April 6, 2011

God said:

Infinite in the relative world are questions, so many questions. And infinite are the answers, so many answers. The relative world seems to be like a run-on sentence, like a train that doesn’t stop, like an overflowing river, like an unending horizon, like a tempest in a teapot. Questions speak fast. They mow down everything in their path.

The questions you really like are those that you don’t know the answers to. You like those the most. You like puzzles to solve. Puzzles solved are not quite so endearing as puzzles yet to be solved.

Edison had most fun plugging away. When he finally succeeded in making a light bulb light up, some of his exhilaration went flat, dimmed, We could say.

In a deeper reality, there are no questions, and there are no answers. That’s when, in your full awareness, you become One with Me and One with All.

So now I issue you an invitation. My invitation sounds like questions, but are they questions?

Here goes:

Will you take My hand and become One with Me and One with All That Is? Will you accept the Oneness of Love and run away with Me? Will you become One with Me in the fullness of the sun and the moon? Will you race across the galaxies with Me? Will you stay in Heaven with Me, seated in My heart? Will you open up your eyes and see Me before you? Will you wake up to Me? Will you journey with Me to where We already are? Will you? Will you say Yes to Me?

How about it?

Can you withstand My heartfelt invitation to you? Can you say no to Me Who is your very Self?

I offer you the food of love. Would you pass it up? Would you? Would you say, “No, thank you. Thanks anyway. Thanks but no thanks.”

Would you say, “Uh-uh, God.” Would you say, “Um, maybe later, God. Some other time when I’m not so busy.”

Will you wait to say Yes to Me until a time when you feel troubled?

Come to Me anytime. Come when you are smiling, and come when you weep. Anytime is a good time to come to Me. Do you believe Me?

Can you believe there ever was a time that I was not central in your life? Do you really believe that you were ever without Me? Do you believe really that there ever was a time when you and I were not joined? Of course, we are joined. We share One Heart of Love.

There is no wilderness. Do you understand Me? There is no wilderness. There is no dark forest. There is only the light of the sun and the light of Our One Heart blazoning across the Universe and beyond. We are existence itself. Nothing exists really but Our Love. Our love transcends the Universe. Our love transcends everything that is known. Nothing transcends love. In the world, many things criss-cross over love, so it seems. Just as there is fabric that is white on white, there is love on love, a heaping mountain of love, a heaping world of love. Even in denseness, there is love agile and tall.

And so I ask you to come away with Me. Coming away with Me is coming to. It is waking up. It is beginning a journey that you have always been on. It is the beginning. It is the beginning of Infinity which has no beginning and certainly no end.

Come. Come away with Me.


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HEAVEN #3784 Arise, April 5, 2011

God said:

Do not think that I make little of what you may be going through. At the same time, what you are going through is only something you are going through. You make yourself go through the paces. You say what you are going through is suffering, and so you suffer. You feel loss of one kind or another. There was something you had or should have had and have not. Who is it that says you have loss? Who is it that identifies trouble? Who pouts and shouts, beloveds?

Calm the storm within you. Whatever the world says or does or seems to, you are your own sovereign being. You are not at the beck and call of whatever life gives or does not give. Have you been stamping your foot at life? Have you been sucking your thumb?

You are an advantaged being. You must start thinking of yourself as an advantaged being. If you think of yourself as an underprivileged being, what are you then but underprivileged? In terms of relative life, you are what you tell yourself you are.

I tell you that you are loved beyond measure, and you say, “But, but, but…” There are no buts about it. Come now, you are My beautiful child, and yet you may try to prove that you are not valued by the world or, in fact, by Me. When you feel short-changed, who short-changed you? You did. It is better that you sit up and start thinking a different way.

It has been said that the world does not owe you a living. It is you who owes the world, beloveds. You are here to give something. At least give credence to yourself.

I have heard people say, “What has God ever done for me?” Can you believe that?

There are those who think of Me as Santa Claus. “What did Santa leave me in my stocking? Why, coal, dry ashes, or nothing at all. That’s what I got.”

What is it exactly that I was supposed to give you?

No more feeling sorry for yourself. It is a sorry thing for you to feel sorry for yourself.

How many times has it been said: “Count your blessings.” You are not bereft. You are blessed.

Negative thinking pulls you down. It is truthful to say that you are blessed. Even in what you see as catastrophe, you are blessed.

Attend to your attitude.

You may sit with your feet up and wait for Me to deliver gifts to you. Get up and out of your chair and give to others that which you crave for yourself. Be God in the world for a while, and give delight. Why are you waiting for Me to give you happiness? Go give some happiness, and you will be happier.

If you think you have been singled out for grief, it is you who handed it out. You linked cause and effect. You were too simplistic. Because you lost a loved one, for example, you may have decided that meant that I didn’t love you. You decided you were aggrieved. Better to decide something else.

You are the maker of your own life. No longer just sit there, commiserating with yourself.

If you tell yourself you are miserable, it’s quite certain that you will be miserable. What you think follows you. What you think you convince yourself of.

If you tell yourself that I, God, have neglected you, you are at a standstill.

Begin thinking anew. No more buts. Acknowledge the blessings that are yours, and more blessings will rush in. When you are unappreciative of your good fortune, good fortune may become timid. Look for good fortune, but not as a debt that is owed you. Spare yourself from being a debt collector.

Get up and out of the corner you have been sitting in. Arise.



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HEAVEN #3783 Turn On the Lights, April 4, 2011

God said:

Automatic. Love is automatic. Only you have stepped in and tried to boss love around. You want love to appear on signal. You want to dress it up. You want to whip it into shape.

The word love may be too much for you to handle. Then use the word care. Can you admit that you are a caring person? Can you tell Me that you do not care? You care a lot. Your caring may be skewed, but that you are someone who cares cannot be in dispute. You care deeply even for all that which you say you do not care about.

Perhaps as a child, you did not care about school. Or did you? Even in boredom and antipathy, you cared. You may have cared so much that you turned off your caring.

Later in romance, you cared so much that, when the one you cared about did not return your caring, your caring turned around into not caring.

Will you turn on the lights of your love once again, and just love, and love some more, and, now, in your heart and in your mind, greet all those you had turned your heart from. Allow yourself to care.

Care about yourself as well.

Some would call this caring the same as forgiving. Even erase forgiving, and just admit you care. If you had not cared, you would not have hardened your heart. A hardened heart is a heart that spoke. The heart said: “I will NOT care. I will cast this person or this event or series of events from my heart. I will evict whatever hurts from my heart of hearts. Period. I will not let someone or something stay within. I turn them out. I put up a sign in big red letters: ‘No admittance.’ I put up another sign: ‘Stay out.’”

And so you let discordance in. You close your heart and say: “Hardeners, welcome.” “Firmness, welcome.” “Fierceness, welcome.” “Ice, welcome.” “Grit, welcome.” “Sandpaper, welcome.” “Abrasion, welcome.” And, so, your heart becomes rusted.

Remove the rust by admitting that you do not have a heart of iron. You have a heart of gold. Now melt the gold of your heart so that it can once again flow through every corner of the world.

Your love can be silent. You can carry on love in silence. And yet your love will be heard. You will hear it. You will hear the rush and flow of love, and you will be inundated with it and the love in your heart will open its reserve, and the world will once again be the land of milk and honey. Flow gently, heart of love.

Your heart is meant to change the world. By the love flowing in your heart, the world will change. All your demands and insistence that the world reform are counter-productive. All your instructions are naught. All your knowing better how the world should turn is naught. All your superiority is naught. Love alone prevails.

Start with love. Start love up. Even if your heart has been like an antique car in the garage, turn that crank. Rev up that car. Zoom with it. Restore this garaged heart of yours and let it take off. Let it get going again. Turn on the ignition. Turn on the lights of your heart. Back out of the driveway, and then shift gears. Even an unused boarded-up heart can shift gears.


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HEAVEN #3782 The True Land of Your Birth, April 3, 2011

God said:

You speak of lack. Lack has become a habit, a way of seeing. In looking at life, you tend to see a picture of lack when you could see a picture of plenty. You have been looking from one angle at one angle.

A fish in a fish bowl sees his entire world. He is wrapped up in it, and he sees as far as he can see. There is an ocean, and yet hard glass, invisible as it is, keeps him bound to his little bowl. And so is the world you have carved out. A fish is limited to the bowl he is in. He is dependent upon others to fend for him. Of course, a fish in a bowl is relegated to a bowl. He does not have the motility you do.

You are not relegated. You who came from the sea can prosper on land or sea. To a fish, you would be a magician. You are the sprinkler of food in his bowl. You are a hand that tenders his world.

Yet a fish is content in life. He is content being a fish even in a little bowl in your kitchen.

You tend not to be content in life. You are not content being simply and only a human being. Of course not. You are in the skin of a human being, and yet you gaze and graze far beyond. A fish cannot last long out of the water. You have been, so it seems, out of the water since your bodily birth. You were born of the water of Heaven, and now you make your way on dry land. Dry land is not an ocean, and yet dry land has much to offer.

It is not a pity to be on the dry land of Earth. Even on dry land, flowers bloom. Even in a desert, flowers bloom. Earth holds great beauty. Would that you would look at the beauty more than you look at that which you object to and that confirms your positioning of lack.

You have a heart that keeps you connected to the True Land of your Birth, and a mind that connects you to the temporary land where you presently roam. You pass yourself from one land to another, and yet your origin is Heaven. Your temporary abode is on Earth. A fish can be taken out of the water of his birth, yet you can never be removed from Heaven. You can think so. You have thought so. You have been sure so. And yet you are fast on the Isle of your origin while you flounder on Earth. You traded in your thoughts of Heaven for thoughts of lack on Earth.

Today, collect your bearings. There is a sailboat in your heart that will remind you of when you sailed the Seven Seas of Heaven. Your heart is the ship that takes you across the borders of the world. You are sailing through this imagined Universe now. The Earth is precious to you. You are on a precious journey. Look through the looking-glass of your heart and see the Heaven you carry with you. The Kingdom you seek has been within you forever. This hardly occurs to your mind. Your mind doesn’t know how to fit this concept in. Your mind tries. Your mind is known to be errant. Yet your heart which you see as lacking is connected with golden threads of love to the Source of Love. The filaments of Our love are stronger than the strongest iron of Earth. The bars of Earth you have only imagined, you understand. You can break through the illusions that are, after all, only your thoughts. Only your thoughts tie you to Earth.

The physical reality you see and touch is made of your thoughts. How powerful are your thoughts. Divert your thoughts, and what do you see?


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HEAVEN #3781 Deliver Love , April 2, 2011

God said:

Speak to Me of love. Speak to Me of how love is growing within you, how your love is sprouting and taking over your life. Your life is no longer your own. Your life is for all. Your love is for all.

Specified love is less in your life. It does not have the all-consuming importance it once had. You know by now that it is for you to love. Love toward you is no longer your pursuit. No longer is received love the End All and Be All. No longer do you collect love and count it and total up numbers and value. The faucet of your heart is opening. You are turning on love full-force. What is there to count now?

“All who are thirsty,” says your heart, “come here, and drink. The love in my heart flows to you. It is for you who are thirsty. Take a cup of my love, and drink. Have refills. Why not? And then go ahead and share the dew of my heart that I have shared with you.

“Even if I am not in your presence, my love flows to you. My love passes through even stone. My love passes through miles and mountains. There is no stopper to my love. I give it freely. I can do nothing else.

“At every turn, I am love, and you can find my love on every branch of every tree. You can find my love wherever you look. You may not see me, yet you receive my love.

“Let love from me blindside you. Let you be stricken with my love and feel love forevermore.

“There is nothing that my love cannot do. Be flooded with my love. I have love in my heart so that I may give it to you to drink.

“Whoever you are, my love is designated for you. Love my love, and make it your own.”

And so your heart speaks. And so your heart sounds like Mine. Could I not have said the same words as I put into your mouth above? If I can give you My heart, surely I can give you My words. Take them. Make them yours. Become an endless supply of love. Others may need to receive your love. You are to give it. You have graduated from elementary school.

No longer is the song of your life, “me me me.” Your next melody is “you you you.” The next song you will pick up is: “We, We, We.” And We become One, and We, you and I, become interchangeable, and We are One and the Same.

As you give love in any quarter, you are filling yourself up with love only to give out more. You are the designated driver of love. You will take everyone with you. You are drunk with love, and yet it is safe for you to drive love home.

I, God, do not want to be the only One Who loves everyone and everything. And, so, I call on you to partner with Me hand in hand, We skip along and bestow love everywhere. We don’t even have to think about it. There is a mist of love around Us, and this mist of love is received. It goes far. It goes further than the eye can see. It goes further than touch, and yet Our love touches. Even a whisper of love is heard. There is telepathy of love, and it is everywhere.

You were never meant to love less than I. You were ever meant to love as I love. Come closer to Me, and you will be closer to giving all of My love out to all who are thirsty and want to drink. Fill up. Deliver.



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HEAVEN #3780 Let Your Heart Be Free, April 1, 2011

God said:

The heart that aches is off-track. The mind has focused the heart on matters that are not for the heart to focus on. A beautiful heart made in Heaven is not to focus on worry, on debts or trespasses. The heart is to focus on love. Blessed is the heart that is left to focus on love in peace.

Your beautiful heart is not meant to be a horse that you gallop. If your heart were a horse, it would be gentle. It would not be harnessed. It would pasture in the grass. It would romp and frolic. No holds barred. The pasture is the place for a steed of love. Let your heart graze.

Do not lock the horse of your heart in the barn of fear. Do not lock your heart at all.

Give it fresh grass to graze on. Do not give your heart that which is from the past. Think well of this horse of love and honor it. You would not give it old stale moldy fodder from the past. Only clean food for your beautiful heart.

Never again are you to fill your heart with angst. Your duty to your heart is to let it graze in green pastures. Do not relentlessly ride heartache. Let your heart rest. Pat it down. Give it fresh water. Give your heart the best grass to graze on. This is your heart We are talking about, Our heart, this great mutual gift that is Ours to treasure. Take care of your heart in My Name.

Let your horse of love frolic in the pasture. You don’t need to build fences to keep the horse reined in. Let your horse be a high-jumper who jumps over put-up borders. Do not keep your heart of love insulated or tied up and fraught with what is not worth a heart’s time.

Yes, your heart must be given free rein. Don’t worry, your heart won’t get lost. It will bring you Home safely. The only way worthy for your heart -- My heart on loan to you -- is for you to let it roam free. Your heart, your beautiful heart, is not meant to be tied in knots. How constrictive are knots. There should be a law against them.

Put signs up, not fences. “Heaven for all hearts to roam in.” “Let hearts roam the range.” “No hijacking or worry or anguish of any kind allowed.” “This is a pasture for hearts.” “Heart Haven.” “Spa for Hearts.” “Fresh Hearts Here.” “Hearts of Delight.” “Untrammeled Hearts.” “Free Hearts.”

Give your heart a rest. Let it play. Let it have fun. Do not foist worry and such on your heart. Feed your heart with golden thoughts.

Do not rent your heart out. Do not loan your heart out to worry. Do not lasso your heart. Do not rein it in. Give your heart the whole Universe to roam in. Let your heart reach the stars and the galaxies. Restore your heart to its original state of love.

Let not your heart be haunted. Do not scare your heart. Let your heart be a beautiful morning glory that climbs fences and is not held back by them. Be your heart’s best friend. Love your heart, and let it go. Let it fly Heavenward. Let your heart take wing. Let your heart be the angel it was born to be. Let your heart be awake to love and more love. Let nothing get in the way of your heart and love. Ride on love.

Free your heart from limits. Let your heart be true. Barriers are false. Barriers to love are like weeds that choke your heart. Let your heart be free.


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HEAVEN #3779 To Love or Not to Love Is Not the Question , March 31, 2011

God said:

The bottom of your heart is the same as Mine. The bottom of your heart and Mine are endless. There is no height of love that can be reached, and there is no bottom to love. Infinite is Our love. No two ways about it. There is no brim to love.

No matter how much love you bail from your heart, there is more. You may not have even started giving love yet. Your love may be stuck in your heart, yet love is yours to give endlessly. There is to be no stoppage to love, no limit, not even one.

In the world, it takes courage to love. Your offering of love could be kicked away. Nevertheless, still you are to love, and love again. Actually, you are to love once and keep the love going. What interruption to love is worth its name? Hurt is not worth love. It comes nowhere near. Pride is not worth it.

You are like the sun. Because someone on Earth might say to the sun: “You are too bright. Get out of my eyes. Get out of my sight,” the sun is not chagrined. What interferes with the sun? What hurts the sun’s feelings? What hurts yours?

What a waste of time. To love or not to love is not the question to ask. It has been asked and answered. You are to love with all your heart. It is not even that you are to love despite this or that. You simply are to love. You are not a slave to love. You are a free emissary of love. The King has given you love to burn, so to speak, yet love can only burn in the fire of love itself. There is to be no putting out love. Love is not the butt of a cigarette that you stamp out.

Your love, so to speak, your love, is an ongoing testament of My love. My love roams freely. My love encircles, touches base, everywhere at the same time. I am not a fool for love. I am a God of Love. Love is like a bird who must sing. Love is a morning bird, a day bird, an evening bird. A bird sings for all. Yes, a bird sings for you, and a bird sings for all. This is what it means to say that your love is as free as a bird.

Love is the eager puppy who is undaunted. He runs up to you and returns to you over and over again. A puppy’s love is focused on you, yet a puppy’s love is universal.

We are talking about your love, the love from your heart, in a universal way. The love We speak of is not battened down. It is love everywhere. Love is the strongest thing in the world. It withstands all kinds of weather. Love doesn’t even notice. It is not that love is blind. It is that love is free to be love no matter what the weather, no matter what the climate, no matter what the mood. Love is not a mood, or, if it were, you are always in the mood to love. Your love far outshines anything else. Love does not ask: “What are my objections to love?” Love does not size up a situation. Love loves through thick and thin.

Love is soaring the world. It is everywhere, yet not lodged in one place. Love is for all, or it is not love. Personal love has its place, yet love that is kept only for this one or that one, or love that comes out only on certain occasions, that love has been cut off at the corral. Universal love alights and alights and alights. Universal love is love lit up. Love is meant to be lit up. Love catches everyone and everything in its path, and your path is love. Take it.

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HEAVEN #3778 The Freeway of Love , March 30, 2011

God said:

Lift up your head. Lift up your eyes. Life up your heart. Let your heart dance and sing. You are the decider of your heart. The world is not. The world does not have the last say of your heart. Your heart is within your chest for a reason. For all intents and purposes, it is your heart. Of course, your heart is Mine, yet what We are talking about now is your free will. Your heart can be anything you say it is. It can be the heart of hearts.

Do not embalm your heart. Let your heart be full-hearted. Let your heart sing My song. Let your heart be an aria. Let your heart be a scene-stealer. Why, oh, why, My children, would you deny your heart its chance to shine? Have you not put your heart under a mushroom? Have you not sometimes or often kept it hidden from yourself and the world?

Hearts are not to be denied. Not yours, not anyone’s.

Dust off your heart, and get it out there with the sun and the stars. Take your heart out of the closet and hang it high up on the moon or the tail of a comet, and let it be seen. If only in passing, let your heart be seen. Let your heart be unforgettable. Do not forget your heart.

Your heart is not an adding machine. Your heart is not a cipher. Your heart is a full-blown rose. Your heart is replicated. Let your heart be on the front cover of every magazine. Let’s return love to love. Let love not be a tour de force. Love is not meant to struggle. Love is the engine that runs the Universe. So be it. Why disguise love? Why short-change it? Why harden a heart that is meant for love?

In the story, the miser of money himself turned into frozen inanimate gold. What is this story about but love lost? The miser kept love to himself as he hoarded his money. Money, try as it might, cannot be the love of your life.

Keep your love viable. Keep your heart searching the stars and bringing starlight to Earth.

Today you will have many opportunities to love, and to love above all. To love before self-righteousness. To love before distress. To love before anything else. To love no matter what. You are to let nothing deter you from love. Nothing equals it.

You may say that the world has denied you love. You may say that the world has closed your heart. You may say that your heart has been flattened, stepped on, discounted, not recognized, disapproved of. What a terrible thing for the world to have done. Even worse, when you follow the dictates of the world and stop there. Your heart is to blossom. You are the only one who has the power to hold back your heart. Whose heart is it? Your heart is not someone else’s. Your heart is not clay that another plays with. No one, nothing, is to vanquish your heart, your beautiful heart, My beautiful heart lodged in your chest.

Playing for love is a high-stakes game. Do not throw down the cards of your heart. Do not get up and leave. Stay with love. There is no other game in town.

Not for one minute are you to forget love. Not for one minute are you to keep the lid on it. Oh, no. Set your love free. Set it free now once and for all. Unlock your heart and throw the key away. The key got rusty. Now polish your heart. Your heart is the supreme apple on the tree. Your love is the star at the top of the Christmas tree. Your heart cannot topple. Fall in love with love. Let your love no longer give of itself by dribs and drabs. Open your heart wide, not just ajar, no, wide open for all the world to see.

Restore your heart to its birthright. Your heart’s birthright is to love. This way to love. Steer your heart down the freeway of love.



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HEAVEN #3777 Who Will Give You Some Love Today?, March 29, 2011

God said:

You are consciously aware of love as a major component of your life. You are aware of love as all that is. Everything is interpreted as love or lack thereof. Cars are for transportation, yet they are also love. Money is for love. You seek a wealth of love. Books are for love. People are for love. You claim love. You declare love as yours to receive and to keep. You consider that you HAVE love, yet, of course, love is not something you have. You can’t put a leash on it. Love is, yet love is never owned. Nor is love, in fact, ever owed to you.

At times, and in many ways, you have become a beggar for love. You put your hand out. “Who will give me some love today? Who will let me know that I am loved today? How much love will I take home? Give me proof of love because I am bereft without it. Give me love today. Love me today. Love me, and keep loving me. Never take your eyes off me. I am here to be loved and to be loved by you. I am a stowaway on a ship of love. Please love me. Love from you sustains me, and I cannot live without you and your love. I demand your love. Because you loved me once, or I thought you did, you are now obliged to love me. You are my medicine. I can’t live without you and your ample love.”

And so you disregard the person you say you love. Beloveds, you cannot sew up other hearts. Your own heart is full of brambles. Your love winds and unwinds, and you choke the one you say you love. You are a hoarder of love. A collector of love. You have a stranglehold on love. Set your love free. Set your loved ones free. Set your own heart free. Unleash your heart. Come on now. Give your heart to the Universe.

You don’t even own your own love. You know that. Love is not a purchase, and your love must be given without a price. Love is not to cost. Love is not a deal. It is not a bargain. Love is not for sale. And there is no proof of love except for the love you give from your heart, love that you give left and right, love that issues from your heart in a stream, not in dribbles.

You think you need arrows of love from another to you. You think you must be given a full glass of love. The world can give you only sips of love. You can never get your fill of love from the world. And yet, you, you, this craver of love, this striver of love, can see your own love only as you pour it out to fill the Universe. You, also, cannot fill any one heart to the extent you and he or she would desire. It may seem so, yet love does not come in small sizes. As for you, give it all. Give it all away. Throw your love to the winds, and it will fill the world, and it will circle its way around back to you.

Only your love given will do. No other’s heart can fill your heart with all the love in the world. Only your own love.

It might be said that I am the only filler of love. True, yet it is I within you who fills your heart with love. And just as you have sought Me from far away, just as you have liked Me to be huge in the sky, the fact remains that I am huge in your heart. You also find Me and My love within you. Pull that love out from deep in your heart, and let the world know of Our love.

You, who have been an avid seeker of love, are, indeed, the fount of love. In terms of loving to the fullest in the world, you are the only giver of it. You have to think that way. No one owes you love. You owe yourself love. Once you love yourself, your love will be showered on the whole Universe, and you will, indeed, know what love is. You will know that love has no bounds, and you will truly know the wealth of love that resides in your heart in order to go out into the world to quench its thirst. You are the lover of the Universe, and you give your love.

You are not to be a beggar of love. You are to be the wealthy giver of love. Claim yourself as the love that the world seeks. Claim yourself as love and give love, for what else is yours to do?

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HEAVEN #3776 Your Name Is Good Fortune , March 28, 2011

God said:

You do know how fortunate you are in life. You are rich beyond measure. Every day a bouquet of flowers is delivered to you or a huge arrangement of fruit, linear words that surpass linear. Indeed, you are the richest of the rich.

It is not for you to compare yourself to others, yet you also know, in terms of these words you read, how well off you are. You are the fortunate. You are the fortunate of the fortunate. Your name is Good Fortune.

And those that the world may consider unfortunate, they too are fortunate. Your life has flourishes. Theirs may have none. You thrive. They survive. Their lives are bare-boned, and therein lay their lives’ beauty. While your questions are unlimited, their questions are few in number. Their focus is clear, while yours may not be. There is good fortune to find in everything. Even in what is called misfortune, there is good fortune to be discovered. You are a discoverer of good fortune. Good fortune is already yours. You have asked, you have sought, and now you find. Your purchase in life is good fortune.

Remind yourself how fortunate you are. Whatever your good fortune, it is yours. You have it. Capitalize on it. Capitalize on it in the sense that you are aware of it. Know good fortune is yours. It is your good fortune to wake up this morning. It is your good fortune that you have shoes to put on. It is your good fortune that you have some place to go, even if you don’t love to go there.

Fortunate are you to have someone to say goodbye to you. Fortunate are you to have transportation. Fortunate are you to have legs that propel you. You are forward-moving, and that is also your good fortune.

Know how fortunate you are so that you may notice more good fortune along your way. You may see a gold coin at your feet this morning. When good fortune is yours, opportunity is yours. Pebbles of opportunity have been left for you. Spot them. Look up at the sky as well. Wherever you are looking, keep looking up. Smile at Me, and have a sense of My smiling at you. Who smiled first? Perhaps Our smiles were simultaneous. Perhaps there is not one without the other. Or, perhaps, always, your smile is simply a reflection of Mine.

Hasten to Me at the same time as you do not rush. There is no time to waste, and yet there is no rushing. Be assured of all your good fortune, and that includes knowing how close We are and how soon that you will consciously grasp Our Oneness and hold it in your hand for all Eternity. The time is rushing to you where you will irrevocably have awareness of Our Oneness. You will know that I hold you in My Hand and that you have never been anywhere else but where you have wanted to be. You have always been of Heaven. Heaven be thy name. Heaven be your heart. Heaven be your love.

My love is your love. The recipient of My love is also the giver of My love. Love that is ever-moving also is ever-still. So filled is the Universe with Love Eternal that there is really no place for love to move to, and yet love moves, ever onward, ever cheering itself in silence as it makes its journey to and fro, to and from your heart, for your heart is the Heart of Hearts. This is good fortune. Your heart in Mine, Mine in yours.


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HEAVEN #3775 Deeply Desiring Oneness with God…, March 27, 2011

God said:

Naturally, you feel a sadness at the idea that your individuality will disappear, that you will no longer exist, you, this individuality that you have become so tied to, this individuality that sets you apart. Your individuality has been your signature. If your individuality doesn’t exist, you wonder what is left. If you, as you know yourself, are gone, then you are no longer separate.

You are sure you have deeply desired Oneness with Me, yet, at second thought, if that means you disappear, you’re not so sure. You have depended upon your name Fred or Alice and your ties and all the ruffles of you. They seemingly hold you up. The truth is that, although you may not adore every bit of your life, you really do adore your identity in the world. You like to hear your name. It makes you turn around, and you are pleased. You have been noticed. You have been singled out. When you win the lottery, you have been singled out. You want to be One with Me, and, at the same time, you do like being singled out.

Deep in the shadows of your heart, so attached are you to your individuality, so affected are you by that which makes you stand out from everyone else, you are not so sure that you want to, in effect, throw yourselves to the wolves, or, in this case, throw yourself into the brew of Oneness.

You would never be happier than in Oneness with Me, and, yet, parting is such sweet sorrow, and you are not so inclined to depart from your individuality.

Let’s face it. There is a tug of war that goes on inside you. How holy do you want to be, you wonder. What about those nights on the town with the boys? What about movies and books and fish? Are you going to have to give up your favorite foods as well? What about celebrations? If you were One with Me, you would really have to let go of the past. Could Oneness be a limitation, after all?

I assure you that Oneness is expansiveness. Individuality is a border. Individuality is a limit. Oneness is not. In Oneness, do not think that you are giving up. There is a difference between giving up and letting go. A time comes when toy trains aren’t so important to you as once they were. You do not and cannot give up that which you have already passed by.

Oneness is not sacrifice, beloveds. In any case, Oneness is ordained. It is not for you to weigh and sort. It is not like you are going on a long trip and have to decide what to take and what to leave behind. You are going to a new pasture, and what is there that you have to take with you? Honestly, you don’t have to bring the relative world along. Enjoy the relative while the relative is yours. You will enjoy Oneness a hundred-thousand-million times more. In Oneness, it is not an option to enjoy or not to enjoy. Besides, enjoy is too small a word for the joy of Oneness in Excelsis Deo. In fact, there is no word for the ecstasy of Oneness. Where Oneness is, there is no language as you know language. Well, there is the language of love which you understand instantly. You discover what love is and how much of it you are.

Don’t worry about taking your toe out of the water you have dipped it in. In My metaphor, you trade in your toes for wings. You turn in your toys for the ecstasy of Oneness with All That Is, and you are not making a decision at all. You are ready. Really, it is not a biggie.


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HEAVEN #3774 You Are the Ocean That Makes the Waves , March 26, 2011

God said:

When life doesn’t seem right to you, then make yourself right with life. Life is not a mistake. It cannot be a mistake. The playing out of life may seem like a grievous error to you, but life, funny mix that it is, knows its way. Life does not fly blind. Life knows what it’s doing. Someone – probably you -- ordered scrambled eggs, or someone didn’t, yet you find that scrambled eggs are being served to you. They were brought directly to you and put in front of you. They are for you to eat. Requested or not, the eggs are yours. Eggs came to you.

You can protest all you like. Nevertheless, life has taken its stand. Somewhere, somehow, knowingly or unknowingly, you ordered those eggs. In any case, they are yours now.

Life is not always under your jurisdiction, and yet…

Perhaps life is a quilt you made long ago, and you simply have forgotten that you stitched it. But, no matter. It doesn’t matter how or why or when. The stitches are sewn, and you hold this seeming patchworked quilt in your hand. Of course, this is relative life I am talking about. It may well seem accidental, even purposeless. Nevertheless, you know what a strong force life is in the world. Even though the quilt was made a stitch at a time, it is vast, this quilt of life.

It certainly feels like the waves bounce you around. Nevertheless, you hear tell that you are the Ocean, and you are making the waves. The waves may hit you in the face, or knock you over, or be the most wonderful waves you ever dreamed of. Regardless, they wash over you. You understand, there is no disaster. Life unfolds as it unfolds, and, to your mind, worst of all, it is temporary, or, best of all, it is temporary depending upon your inclination or disinclination.

From your perception, life is unfair, and, yet, life can only be what it is. The eggs are yours, and you swallow them.

In one way, I am telling you to come to grips with life. In another way, I am telling you to lope over life. Even when you think life has a finality, it keeps going. You, who are alive, are alive. There are no dead ends. There are no catastrophes. Even when catastrophe seems to be looking you straight in the eye, it does not exist. Life is vast, and you cannot really measure it. Life is immeasurable. How can you figure out something that, the minute it arrives, it is already moving away? The skyline does not stay the same. It keeps changing. Sometimes you feel that life is a joke played on you, or that you are the joker. Beloveds, you are a player in a field that often feels muddied. The mud will dry, and you will dust yourself off.

Sometimes you decry that life doesn’t pause to take a breath, and sometimes you are glad that life roves and doesn’t stay the same. You want this, and you want that in the same breath.

Sooner or later, you come to the realization that life as it is in the world is not for you to figure out. It is not your puzzle. Life is yours, yet not your puzzle. Glance at it. Skim the surface because the surface is only surface. The surface is more like the fake poker game that is played in the front room. The high stakes are played in the back room. The real stakes are played in the back room. In the back room, everyone has money to spare. In the back room, everyone wins. In the back room, everyone starts over and wins.


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HEAVEN #3773 In Our Garden , March 25, 2011

God said:

Allow Me. Allow Me to love you. Allow My love for you to be known. Allow love to rise in the world. Is there anything else that is needed, I ask you than more perception of love, more allowance of love, more love to be given and love to be received.

What is peace but surety of love? What is peace but the pillow of love you lie on?

If peace were everywhere in the world, what could be missing? Well, yes, strife would be missing. Tumult would be missing. Fear, stress, horror, dislike, distrust, dis-anything would be missing. Commotion, haste, waste, confusion, blame would be erased from the face of the Earth. Anything unlovely would be gone. There would be nothing unlovely to see, and you would not see it anyway, for peace is the mist that beautifies all that is. You and I as One – We --are all that is. The world will start to dance to My tune. Previously, the world has not always been dancing to My tune. It may have been dancing to this tune or that.

You say that the world certainly has not been dancing to your desired tune either, but who has been playing the chords played? What chorus have you participated in, and what instruments have you held in your hands? Have you been playing the flute of love and peace in your home? Never mind anyone else – what about you?

Remove the splinter from your own eye. Remove the taut threads in your own heart. What are you reverberating to when your heart is fretful and hurting? What numbers have you called up?

Be the peace you desire, or say you desire. Obviate what is not peace, and peace will reign. Even better than that, come into the Garden of Eden with Me. We will write a different script. We can have movies in Eden, if you like. The thing is that you will know what is movie and what is the Garden itself. You will know Reality, and, when you play, you will know that it is only play. You will play the game of life, and you will play it well. There will be enlivenment and no franticness. There will be liveliness and no dismay. All dismay is feigned anyway. Part of you already knows that dismay and such are drama, drama, drama. Curtains will not fool you. You will know what is true and what is fiction in Our Garden.

There will be no serpents, or, if there are, they will be loving pets, and you will love them. You will not know anything that is not love. There will be varieties of love like flowers. There will be love and more love, and you will give it, and you will receive it all in one motion. Three cheers for love. Three cheers for Me, and three cheers for you.

Who will know the difference between you and between Me? Who will even think of such a thing? Difference? Dissidence? Where could difference and dissidence exist except as a made-up thing, made-up just for the fun of it. No one would transgress, for there would be nothing to transgress to.

The lilies of the field will be peace, and peace will grow everywhere as the sun shines and hearts melt into the molten gold of Oneness. Flowers will pick flowers. The fruit of My vine will pick the fruit of My vine. Hearts will be polished apples. Thoughts will become a chorus of angels. Your thoughts will spin and manifest themselves, and angels will dance on the head of a pin, and all will be happy, and there will be drums of happiness, happiness, happiness beating the cadence of the world. Here come the drums.


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HEAVEN #3772 Begin Love Today, March 24, 2011

God said:

The person to forgive is yourself. No matter what you have done, it is done, and it is the past. Please forgive yourself your past. It is yourself that your heart is set against. It is yourself you are impatient with. It is yourself who has trespassed, and it is yourself that you must pardon.

The seeming streams of other people are pictures taken of you. This is hard to take, I know. The only enemy in the whole world is yourself. This is all illusion, of course, for you imagine enmity. You make it out of thin air. You oppose yourself. You fantasize disabling thoughts, and blame them on someone else.

The thing is that there is no someone else. You, as you know yourself, do not exist either. So what is this whole fuss about? You think it’s about what someone else said, or what someone else did, or what someone else should have said or done in justice to you. You can only be all fraught with yourself. All the affronts to you, you perpetrated upon yourself. You framed someone else. You targeted someone else. You made a false picture of yourself and put someone else’s name under it.

There is no such thing as someone else. Nor do you, as you see yourself, exist. Bodies seem to exist and receive lots of attention, yet bodies are not the heart of the matter. Your disavowal of Truth is the heart of the matter. What is the matter is not what someone else has said or done. You are in disfavor of yourself. It is a great con game you’re involved in. You have conned yourself into believing that you are aggrieved.

I, God, am not aggrieved. I never am. I do not stay awake all night belaboring anyone’s ignorance or lack of tribute to Me. I know better. You, on the other hand, are disjointed and look outside the Kingdom within you for comfort or discomfort. Grace yourself instead.

There are no bad guys. You have created them all in your fertile imagination. A spark of your thought was lit somewhere in the Universe. You saw it like a fallen star. You have decided yourself as the one who is to remedy the world. Remedy your misperceptions, beloveds.

The thought of being true to your own self be true takes on new meaning. Rid yourself of false thought.

Consider, what if you have been mistaken? Consider, what if you have been misled? What if you have misled yourself? I repeat. There are no bad guys. The bad guys are your thoughts, and it is not the first time that thoughts have manifested themselves. Let go of negative thinking by forgiving yourself for your imagination. Forgive yourself for having created less than beauty in the world. You have scribbled on the world and drawn graffiti. You have been busy. If the world were a great artist’s rendition, you have scribbled in a moustache. In so doing, you have falsified the art, and you have falsified yourself.

Begin your reformation by forgiving yourself. There is nothing else to do. Stop holding things against yourself or against any other. Free the world from your sense of reparation.

No one owes you anything. You owe everyone everything. You owe everyone forgiveness of yourself. Let yourself out of the prison you have made for yourself. You made the bars that block your perception. You condemned yourself and others to a life of trial. Condemn no one. Certainly, no longer condemn Truth to obscurity. Say goodbye to falsehood. Pardon yourself. Give yourself a lifelong pardon. Begin love today.



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