HEAVEN LETTERS

HEAVEN #3464 Choices to Make, May 20, 2010
God said:
Beloveds, there are experiences in life. Things happen to you. Someone may shove you in line. Someone may rob you. Someone may bless you. You may have no conscious choice over what happens to you.
It is easy for you to receive someone's blessings. Maybe the blessing was a beautiful gift. Maybe the blessing was money. Maybe the blessing was a smile, a welcoming word, good food. Without giving thought to it, you smile. You may even hug the person. In any case, you feel good.
Pretty much you respond as quickly and as naturally when someone does not treat you as you and I wish all would treat you. Instead of your heart rising, your heart sinks. That is not surprising.
And pretty much, when someone is truly loving, and he or she donates happiness to you, you remain happy for some time after.
And pretty much, when someone is unloving, and he or she, in effect, donates unhappiness to you, your heart sinks, and you feel baffled and affronted. When you find yourself irate, however, that is your choice. You didn't have choice of what the other person said or did. Your heart sank. Yet now you have choice.
You can brood about what happened all day. You can write angry letters. You can punch the person in the nose. You can swear. What you do or say after an event is your choice. And how long you continue to feel diminished, that is your choice. It isn't the choice of the person who offended you.
At some point, you just want to let go of thinking about it. You may not be able to forgive the other person his egregious error. Maybe you can't just yet. At the same time, you don't have to carry around hurtful resentment or outright anger. You don't have to keep them.
You may say you can't help it. I understand how you feel, and yet I tell you that you can help it. You can decide to help it. You can decide to leave the scene of the crime. You can give your thoughts another direction to go in. You can decide ahead of time that you will not let unhappy feelings linger. You can know it is not your role to let unhappy feelings take over.
No longer do you need to let an event or another person make decisions for you. You are not helpless. Even when more than your ego is hurt, you can let go of it. I don't say you can instantly forget it. I say you can decide not to pack it in your heart.
You may think it is your heart that decides all your emotions for you, yet it is your mind. Heretofore, your mind may have urged you to retaliate. Your mind is telling you what to do, not your heart.
You have become accustomed to reacting in anger or perhaps tears. Whether you actually show your anger is one thing, but storing anger within you is another. This is what you must forgo, just the way you forgo a second piece of pie. The pie is not the lord over you. Nor is anyone entitled to dictate to you how you are going to be.
It is for you to decide and to be. Someone or something did do something to you. Let go of the idea that they can't. They did. What is it that you have to defend? Your honor? Keep your honor for yourself, beloveds, and act accordingly.
I know that sticks and stones and words do hurt you. I also know that you can free yourself from added penalty. Let go, beloveds, let go. Untoward events are not lord over you.

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HEAVEN #3463 It Is God Who Gives Godwriting Workshops, May 19, 2010
God said:
Really wonderful Godwriting Workshop, you say. You say you don't know how I do it. I will tell you.
It is easy. It is My pleasure. You have all blessed Me. I am blessed. God is blessed.
Each Godwriting is a beautiful piece of fruit that falls into My heart like an apple from a tree. Each piece of fruit that falls to Me is its own variety of a never-before-seen kind of fruit. I gave you the words, and yet you present them to Me as a gift from a gold and silver tree bearing the fruit of your souls. You give My grace to Me, and I am well-pleased.
Well-pleased is not the expression I want. Sometimes I too don't know the word I want. There may not be a word to express what I wish to express. Grateful is not the right word. When am I not grateful? Appreciative is not the right word. When am I not? Happy is not the right word, for when am I not happy? Well-received is not the right word. Well-received is too stand-offish. And, it goes without saying that My messages to you are well-given and that My awareness that My messages are received into open arms gives Me - what shall I say? I don't know the word. You will have to give Me the word I want.
Pleasure is not the right word. You more than pleasure Me, beloveds. Yes, you please Me, but what is the word I want to express to say what a gift from you means to Me?
You have given Me love, so what is the right word to express what I feel when you send love to Me?
I cannot say that your return of love causes Me to bestow more love on you because My love already is bestowed on you to its fullest. Where can more love be?
Shall I say that your attention on Me is like a sweet Spring rain that sprinkles your heart all over the Universe?
I cannot say that I was parched, and that your Godwriting quenched My thirst. But, I suppose, if I could have a thirst, my thirst would be to receive the love letters from you that originate with Me. Each Godwriting you write down is like a return receipt to Me. You acknowledge My gifts to you, My gifts of worded love construed as advice. You acknowledge Our connection. You accept Our connection. You accept My love.
Yes, each Godwriting is your thank You to Me.
You give Me a stated update on your life, as it were. You give Me opportunity to know that I am heard. I do like to be heard. No one likes to not be heard. I hear you, and now you hear Me. I am heard in your heart and recorded on paper. You make a recording of My Voice heard in your heart and transferred to paper. You write down what I say to you, and, so, the Universe attempts to make permanent that which was ever so and never otherwise. There is nothing impermanent about Me.
I do not grow, for I am already Totality. I have no edges. I am Immeasurable Totality. I am measureless Totality. I am Vastness Supreme, and now you are beginning to accept your own Vastness which is the Totality that We all are. What would I give you but all of Myself, not a dab, not a dot, but All?
And so you acknowledge receipt. And I accept. We accept the love We exchange. Not really exchanged but noted. Easy for Me, and easy for you.
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HEAVEN #3460 The Silence of the Snow, May 16, 2010
God said:
In the relative world, everything has a balance, even in what I say. It is this way and that way, and yet there is a balance. I tell you to take it easy, not to strain, to be good to yourself, very good to yourself, generous to yourself, kind to yourself, and yet I don't mean coddle, I don't mean that you don't make some effort, not effort, just an overture, a step, a little movement in the direction you want to go.
I tell you that We, you and I, are inseparable, and yet, at the same time, I ask you to come closer to Me, to move over, lean toward Me, hear Me and so on. In one way, it is enough that We are One. In another way, it is not enough, for it is My desire that you also knowingly experience Me. There is nothing like knowing Me for yourself. Otherwise, it is hearsay, even if it is hearsay that originated with Me.
There is not one person in the whole wide world who cannot know Me directly. You are meant to know Me for yourself. I am not meant to be an echo of words. I AM the Word, beloveds. It is good that you can say My Name and call out to Me. It is even better that you hear directly My answer. You may hear it faintly. You don't need to hear it loudly. A faint whisper from Me is enough.
Everyone has read about snow and heard about snow and seen pictures of snow. And, yet, you don't really know snow until you see it, touch it, taste it, play in it, make snowballs yourself, throw them, walk in the snow, and hear the silence of the snow.
You may know all about the desert and camels and dust storms, and yet, until you have been in a desert, lived in it, only then do you know the desert within your heart. Until you know the desert from experience, you do not know the desert. You know about the desert. You know facts about the desert. You may know every fact. You may have great knowledge of the desert, and yet you don't know the desert. You don't know sand until you run it through your fingers.
The ocean, the same. You don't know the ocean until you swim in it, feel it, float on it, be immersed in it, have a wave inundate you. You can taste the ocean for yourself. Beloveds, I AM the Ocean.
In the same way, you don't know a pistachio nut until you have pushed aside the shell with your fingers and pulled out the meat of the pistachio itself and bitten into it, tasted it, chewed it, swallowed it.
You may have eaten bananas all your life, and still you don't know what a fresh ripe banana off the tree tastes like.
You don't know what satin is until you touch some.
You may know all about the planets, and yet until you have held a planet next to your cheek, what do you know? You may know all about Earth from the encyclopedia. You have lived on Earth all your life, and yet how much do you really know about Mother Earth until you have felt her pulse and heard her heartbeat?
Come closer to Me, beloveds, and put your hand over My heart, and know for yourself that I am yours.
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HEAVEN #3459 Circumstances in Life,

God said:
Will you take My hand and be My friend in sickness and in health? Will you love Me? Will you love Me with a love as unshakable as the love I hold you in?
That I love you with all My heart means just that. I love you with total love. Despite what may befall in life, you do not lose My Grace. Can I, as well, stay in your good graces no matter what life may deliver to you?
It is not that I ask this of you for Myself. I ask this of you for you. It is helpful for you to stay with Me whatever may occur in your life. I stay with you regardless of what you say or do. Stay with Me the same.
Life sometimes offends you because of your attachment to otherwise. You believe that this, this, and this have to be so. In your evaluation, certain things are allowed to happen, and certain things are not. Life does not always concur with you. And, then, when you are dealt a different hand, you become lost in suffering to the point at which you do not know the difference between joy and suffering. I am saying that sometimes you enjoy your suffering, for it makes you the valiant long-suffering hero of the show.
You really do not need suffering in order to know joy. That idea simply is not true. Yet as soon as you impart restrictions on life, you curry suffering. When you see life as obligated to deal you the cards you like, you will resent the cards that life hands you. You get your back up. You become angry or forlorn, and, seemingly, express or hide a vendetta with life.
Life is innocent, beloveds, as innocent as you. There is that in life that you cannot understand, that may not be possible to understand. It is not understandable in human terms. And yet the un-understandable comes to you, just the same. Do not understand then, and also do not think that a deliberate offense has been done to you. There are matters you cannot fight. There are circumstances in life that you simply have to go along with. Death is one of them. Anything you perceive as loss, including untimely loss, is one of them.
I know that there are experiences in life that, from everything you know, are terrible, unfair, unfathomable, outrageous, regrettable. Yet what does stamping your foot accomplish? What does wailing accomplish?
There are matters that you can change, and there are matters you cannot. If you want to have muscles, you can work out. If you want to will someone who has died back to life, it is unlikely that this is under your will. If you want someone to love you does not presently love you, is there any way to make someone love you? No, beloveds, you can't force anyone to love you.
Here's an important point: Despite how you feel, there is no one's love you have to have but Mine. And I will never stop loving you. What happens in life, and how I feel about you, may not be entwined. Do not equate disappointments in life with My love for you. My love is independent of what occurs to you. Let this be true for you as well. Let your love be independent of what life delivers to you, and keep loving Me.
What gain can there be in walking away from Me? What possible gain? And why would you try to separate yourself from Me? It is futile anyway, for I go with you regardless. There is no going away from Me, beloveds. Why try? Give in. Concede. We are inseparable.
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HEAVEN #3458 You Are a Citizen of the Relative World, May 14, 2010
God said:
I hear you. Do you hear Me? Do you feel My embrace? Do you sense Me near you? Do you know your heart is next to Mine? Rather, in Mine, and Mine in yours. We are so reciprocal there is no telling whose heart is Whose. I gave you My heart to spend it freely on Earth.
We share a heart, beloveds. That is not half a heart but the fullness of fullness. Our One Heart of love covers the Universe. There is no hiding from it.
Beloveds, what if everything that occurs is love beckoning you? You think that has to be impossible because you have known loss, and you have known grief, and no one can tell you that what you've been through resembles love in the slightest. You are right that heartache is not love. Suffering is not love, so then, beloveds, with all compassion, I ask you, "Why do you suffer then?"
In many cases, you have learned that certain occasions are supposed to bring suffering with them. But what if you did not believe that, what then? You are used to the idea that if you have a cold, you will cough. In the same way, you are used to the idea that suffering is part of the lot in life of people who live on Earth. You need only look at history to know that, and, yet, you do not have to repeat history.
Pain is pain. Physical pain is physical pain. Emotional pain is emotional pain. Pain becomes suffering when you feel sorry for yourself. You think, "Woe is me." And then you are guaranteed woe. Do not think that I am hard-hearted when I say that to you? Clearly there are situations in life you don't want, and yet they appear. It is a fact that people's bodies die. It doesn't help you for Me to say that the blows in life that come to you are nothing personal. If you could take the body death of loved ones as you take changes in weather, how hard and how long would you suffer?
You can't dodge life, beloveds. You are here on Earth to live life and not to take even death of loved ones as an affront. Life itself bounces up and down, but you, you, beloveds, are to be on an even keel. You do not have to bounce so high or land so low as you make it out to be. Sometimes you have even longed for the excitement of ups and downs. Do not tell Me that you haven't. You sometimes like to see yourself as a ping pong ball bounced around, whacked from pillar to post, as it were.
You do not want suffering, and yet you like drama. What is drama made of, beloveds, but ups and downs? Drama provides a platform for suffering to tie itself onto railroad tracks and be run over and exalt itself.
A child cries over a broken toy. You cry over broken dreams. You never thought your life would be like this, whatever this is. You expected more from life and more from yourself. Life is not supposed to be like this. You are not to be treated like this. You, above all, are supposed to receive gifts from life and not be like ordinary people who lose their loved ones or suffer from one loss or another.
You are a citizen of the relative world, and, in the relative world, boons and burdens both come and go.
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HEAVEN #3457 There Is Love to Give, May 13, 2010
God said:
Once and for all, know My love for you and simply love Me. This is the healing. Once and for all, love. Once and for all and, above all, love. Love Me, and you will love yourself more. With love, all things are possible. With love, the Earth was born, and you were born. If love can do this, what else can love do? What can there possibly be that love cannot do?
Love holds up the Universe without effort. There is no need for Atlas. He is window-dressing.
Love heads the list, and love is not an effort, beloveds. You may have to turn on a switch in your heart, set an intention for love, and then love will flow of itself. Love takes its own course. Let your love free. Release the love in your heart, and let it go. Let it go for all it is worth. It is worth gold.
Heretofore, you may have allowed a trickle of love to drip from your heart. Heretofore, you may have been stingy with your love, fearing a short supply, fearing a banal supply, fearing a limit to supply and demand, and therefore withholding all the love in the world, hanging on to it like a possession, storing love in a storage bin, going there only seldom to open it up and see that it is still there in a lonely compartment in an impersonal storage place, stored along with musty things that also are not seeing the light of day, as if there were no other place for your love, as if your love were not wanted, as if your love were tainted, as if no one wanted your love. It was you who didn't want to give it, for you thought love was in scanty supply and had to be kept for certain occasions.
It remains for you to take love from under wraps and reveal it to yourself and to the world and to Me. Throw away the wrappings. Untie the love in your heart, and let it fly. Let your love rise as bubbles from a bubble pipe. Let those bubbles of love burst. That is what love is made for! Your heart will expand. It is as if your heart could burst because love wants out. Of course, love bursts through its bonds. Love was made for the giving and for the taking too, but not for the keeping. Love is for giving. Let an ocean of love stream from your heart. Full-throttle love. Godspeed your love. Rev up love and not so much your car. Don't let your motor of love just idle.
You have a pick-up truck of love, or rather a drop off truck of love. Drop off your love as you drive along. You have a perpetual engine of love, and it is for you to let it rip! Drop off that love wherever you drive. No need to label it, put someone's name on it. If you must put a name on it, put Mine, for My love is for anyone and everyone to pick up. I ask you to deliver My love. Leave heaps of My love wherever you go and wherever you do not go. Let My love in your heart find its way to hearts that will relish it.
It is like you have a hot dog stand, and you pour the relish of love generously. It costs you nothing. You expect no payment for the relish.
Now expect to simply hand out love without fear of loss. How can you lose by giving love that is meant to be given freely? There is no charge for love. There are no hidden charges. There is no bill to pay. There is love to give.

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HEAVEN #3456 The Willow Is Strong, May 12, 2010
God said:
Beloveds, how many times have I suggested that you let go of the past? I don't mean to nag at you, but isn't it time? You may nod your head and agree with Me, and yet you may still be one of the many who hangs onto the past for dear life and for ideas you have long held, ideas you do not want broken.
I am not telling you not to have memories or not have any cherished ideas. You are going to have them. I am talking about when you resist accepting a new thought. This is not to say that you must accept every new thought. Of course, you don't. But some? Can you trade in some old thoughts for new?
I am speaking in particular of new thoughts concerning yourself. When I say, "Get out of the past," you may nod your head vigorously, and then you hold on to past ideas of happiness or unhappiness as if you couldn't move on in life.
Unfreeze yourself from the past, beloveds.
When your present circumstances leave you lonely or unfulfilled, this is not the signal to hark back to the past which is over. This is the signal to move forward, not back. Time to stop looking over the back fence.
For many, you may feel your life is incomplete without a mate. You may have the idea that you have to have a husband or wife in order to be happy. Must your happiness depend upon someone else? Must it?
Are you saying No to life? Are you perhaps insisting that you already know everything about life and what it is supposed to be for you?
There is a tendency, often in your moments of lostness, to be adamant in closing yourself to a field of possibilities. If someone suggests that you can be happy where you are, or someone suggests you will be happy when you move to Alaska or the tropics, you are adamant that they don't know what they are talking about. Beloveds, let in the possibility that you don't know what you are talking about. Truly, beloveds, there is no need to mark yourself in stone.
You are not what you once were. You may never have been what you thought you once were. And yet you may hang on to illusions that do not hold you in good stead. You may hold on stubbornly. If you think you know everything and you cannot or will not let in other suggestions unless they already agree with your own, when no one else knows what he or she is talking about, and you are strong that you are the only one who knows or who could possibly know, then you may be stubborn and choosing to stay in a lost place. It would seem that you do not want to move over one inch. Feeling unsettled where you are, you nevertheless fight off any suggestions tooth and nail. In fact, the more listening would serve you, the more resistant you seem to be listening and the more tightly you hold on to what has not brought you happiness.
You are saying, "No, no, no." Perhaps you are saying no when you would do better to say, "Yes, yes, yes."
Listening doesn't have to mean accepting, you understand, and, yet, you want to be open to what presents itself to you. Perhaps I have sent you a messenger, or two or three, and you refuse to hear what they have to say. You may only want to hear what your mind has already enshrined.
Your reluctance shows vulnerability, beloveds. Inflexibility is not a sign of strength. The willow is strong because it can bend.
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HEAVEN #3455 In Eternity, May 11, 2010
God said:
In the land in which there is no time, rushing is unheard of. Being too slow, or early, or late are also unheard of. Would that not be Heaven where there is no pace, or, if pace there were, it would be your own pace and just right as it is? There would be no haste, no waste. In the land of no time, there would not be time to waste. There would be no time at all.
What would your life be if you were lifted up away from the machinations of time in the land of Earth?
Has not time become like a whip? Has not time gotten you out of breath? Has not time hounded you? Time has a beat, and time has been beating you black and blue. Time has been a wrathful master. It is said that time waits for no man. It is closer to the truth to say that time hits you over the head and clogs your life on Earth. Stuck in time, you can hardly move fast enough. It's not easy to be just on time or right on time or even on time. You are fraught with time.
Ah, to be without having to bow down to time. Ah, to not have to consider time at every moment. Ah, to just slip into Eternity and be out of the ravages of time. To escape the shackles of time. To be on your own time and not accountable for its passage.
In Eternity, everyone is young. Everyone is fresh. There is no aging. And without time, there is no space, for time and space are one and the same although looked at from different angles. In the absence of space, there is Heaven, borderless, vast, expansive, extensive, excellent. Without space, there are no burdens. There is nothing to carry, and nowhere to take it to. There are no mountains to jump over. There are no accidents. There are no roads, and no bumpers to get bumped. No one can let you down. No one can leave you, for there is nowhere else to be but with you on a strand of beach, as it were. Of course, love does not come in strands, and there is nowhere for you to be stranded.
Even so, with all this being said, time and space also give you great blessings. You have a good time. You are in a good space. You can run into the ocean, and you can make sandcastles on the shore. You can collect rocks. You can run over to someone. You can get into a car and drive away, or you can get a milkshake.
Time and space may drag you down, and yet, at the same time, they offer you a singular feast.
The fact is that you chose to acclimate yourself to time and space. You chose to slip into them. You chose to be on Earth inundated with time and space. You chose to reside in this imaginary land for a certain term. You didn't sentence yourself to time on Earth. You gifted yourself, and you gifted the planet. This is an interim daydream you are in.
While you are at it, have a good daydream. Earth is the clay you play with, and you mold it to the touch. You toss the clay from hand to hand and from pillar to post. You and I are both practiced in molding clay. You have good clay to work with. Enjoy it. Enjoy making pictures and shapes and coloring them in, and enjoy tossing them away. Enjoy, beloveds, enjoy, for We play together in every moment of time which is no time at all.

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HEAVEN #3454 The Palace of Your Heart, May 10, 2010
God said:
Your heart is a palace. Furnish it as palaces are furnished. No rough stuff. All refined furniture. Only items worthy of a palace are kept in your heart. Anything not worthy of a palace does not belong in your heart and is not kept. Only worthy items are kept.
Everything in a palace is spic and span. At any moment of night or day, a palace is presentable. Visitors are welcome. There is nothing to cover up in a palace. A palace is a beautiful place to be.
If your heart has been a hut or a shed stuffed with old useless belongings, clean out your heart. Let fresh air in. Anything not useful is not used and nor is it kept. For what reason would something old and useful that has outlived its day be kept?
In the palace of your heart is a chest of jewels. No palace worth its salt would have a jewelry box with paste jewelry. It would have only what belongs in a jewelry chest in a palace. What dross would you keep in your heart? Old tiaras made of glass? Perhaps once such a tiara fit you. It is rusty and old now. Now you keep only the real thing.
Reserve the treasure chest in your heart for real diamonds and silver and gold, emeralds and rubies. A true gem takes up no more room than a scratched-up unusable dime store piece of jewelry. Why not keep in your heart what belongs in your heart?
Surely you must have known that your heart is a palace, and that your heart is meant to house kings and queens. Only royalty in your heart from now on, beloved. No longer have riff-raff of emotions in the palace of your heart. Riff-raff would be hard feelings that do not belong there. When your dander is up, get it out of your heart. No longer cram your beautiful heart with what does not belong in it and never did.
When you have anger in your heart, resentment, grudges, dismay etc. it is a sure signal to clean out your heart. Leave plenty of space for love, for I will fill your heart with love. In fact, I already have. The truth is your heart is love-filled to the brim. You stuck little etchings of varied what-not in your heart. You thumb-tacked them there. You excluded some people from your heart. You may have occluded whole sections of the population from your heart. Be universal, and do lump people into a pile of refuse.
In addition to being regally furnished, the palace of your heart is to be open at all hours and in all seasons. Your heart doesn't go fishing somewhere. Your heart is always on the job. The purpose of your heart is to house love and nothing else. A heart is not to judge, nor is your heart to house records of offenses. Certainly not.
Do some spring-cleaning in your heart. Get on your hands and knees, and scrub that grime out of your heart. Do a thorough job. Make your heart shining and spotless.
Now, your heart is to remain open to love. Let in to your heart only that which serves the Universe. You might say: "God, but how do I do that without judgment?"
How you tell is by how you feel. Your heart doesn't like when you fill it with gossip and criticism. Your heart very much wants to keep only love, yet your heart has to do the bidding of your mind. Have a good talk with your mind, and ask your mind to send only uplifting messages to your beautiful heart.

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HEAVEN #3452 Take Off Your Disguises, May 8, 2010
God said:
If you did not ask yourself so many questions, if you did not weigh every thought and action so much, if you did not debate back and forth with yourself so much, you might even have peace. As it is, there is a tendency to disrupt yourself from peace.
You are the tennis ball that your thoughts bat back and forth. Whack, whack, whack.
You take a scholarly interest in your thoughts, and you have indecision. Once you make a decision, you bat that around a few more times, and then you have misgivings. If in your decision, you went left, you may ponder that you should have gone right. If you chose right, you ponder that too. You even ponder whether you should have gone in any direction at all.
You are a taskmaster. You who do not like to receive advice, certainly advise yourself enough. You give yourself mixed signals, and so the peace in your heart is disturbed. Could you not be more easy-going and less of a taskmaster?
You may even be worse than a taskmaster. You may have appointed yourself a merciless tyrant. You may be the world's most merciless tyrant in your approach to yourself and the world. You may be so hard to please that you are impossible to please. No matter what lengths you go to appease the tyrant in you, the tyrant of yourself imposes severe penalties. In one form or another, the penalties are that you cannot feel good about yourself. You may not even try any more to raise your heard above the world, for you think, "What is the use?
And so you enter rivalry, and so you spread your ungainly feelings, and you pretend to yourself that you don't care anymore. You are so under the thumb of the merciless tyrant that you assume the role he has given you.
It is Truth I have given you. Not a role. You are a Being of Light. Your light does not go out. You can pull shades over your light, yet you can never dim it. You can wear Halloween costumes. You can even dress up as a ghost of yourself. If you do not recognize your pure Being, that is what you have done.
Or you may make a clown of yourself.
In any case, costumed, you become disloyal to yourself. You enter a parade and don't mind where it is going. You will go along with it. No matter how noisy the parade and the crowds, you will forego peace for it. You may even rabble-rouse.
Having given up on yourself, you may even choose disharmony over harmony, "Why not?" you may think. "If I cannot rise, I might as well not care. What can it matter to anyone in which way I fail? So then I will succeed in overturning the apple cart."
Beloveds, come back to veering in the direction of peace. You will find value in peace. You will find value in yourself in peace. You will find Me in peace. You do still want Me, don't you? You haven't given up on Me, have you? Even if you have, come take a spin with Me. Let's see what music We can make together.
It is not really that you give Me a chance. It is that you give yourself a chance. In truth, rather than a deserter, you may be a hero. You do not know all that you may be underneath the garments of disguise that you wear. Take off the disguises, one by one, little by little, or all at once!
I, of course, see through the disguises. You may still believe in them. Believe in you instead.
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HEAVEN #3450 What Your Life Is About, May 6, 2010
God said:
In life, you are looking at the lay of the land. The terrain is laid out for you. Where you go and what you seek is your decision to make. What happens is not altogether up to you. You have some say, but you do not have say over everything that happens in life.
And yet you have wanted to control everything in life. Beloveds, whatever may come, you have to deal with it. Whatever lands at your door, you have something to do. Sometimes you let it in, and sometimes you step aside. You do not have the say. You have the say over where you will go from there, yet you are not the total dispenser of the Universe.
If you find yourself in a landslide, you are in landslide. Where you land probably isn't your choice. Wherever you find yourself, your choice begins. You go on from where you find yourself. Even if you cannot walk, you have choices. You have the choice to despair. Perhaps you have the choice to crawl.
No one likes waking up in a strange place, yet, if that's where you find yourself, the question isn't how, when, why. The question is what do you do now? And if you can do nothing, how, then, will you accept it? How do you move on in your life, or how long do you stay where you are and moan?
You find yourself in a situation that may not be of your making. Certainly not of your making in a deliberate way. Yet conscious or not, you have to decide to go east or west now. Perhaps this is the time to roll with the punches.
If you find yourself in a landslide, it is possible that being in the landslide was a choice you made. Maybe you made the choice long ago. Maybe you will never know. It's hard to believe you would choose to be in a spot you never would want to be in, and, nevertheless, you find yourself there.
Even if you are entirely an innocent victim, your choice is to cry or to get up and start anew.
A seed may not have choice over where it is planted, yet it can choose to grow there and even blossom.
A hat may not ever choose which head it goes on, and yet a hat continues to do what hats do.
Hats serve. Seeds serve. And you serve.
You have will, and choice as to how you will use your will. Do you use your will to protest and fight or do you use your will to move forward?
Do not equate will with stubbornness. Will does not have to hold on to where it has been. Will does not mean getting your own way. Life has already taught you that you don't always get your way.
The thing is that you have to make decisions without knowing what the outcome will be. Somewhere along the way, you may have had the idea that you have to know the results ahead of time. That's where the idea of odds came in. Yet playing the odds doesn't always come out the way you want. Sometimes you go against the odds, and all is as you want or it is not.
Along the way, it is necessary to let go of the idea of winning or losing. Life is not a question of winning or losing. Life is life. And you do not always know when you have won or when you have lost. Frankly, your life is not about either winning or losing. Your life is about being a good sport.
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HEAVEN #3447 The Threshold of God's Heart, May 3, 2010
God said:
You stand upon the threshold of My heart, and now I wave with My arm, beckoning you to come all the way in, saying to you most cordially, "Come in." And you hesitate. It is almost as if you cannot lift your foot over the threshold of My heart. The doorsill of My heart is not even an inch across, and even less in depth, and yet, by some mystery of your mind, you think the entranceway of My heart is a high mountain. Not only do you imagine this little stepover a mountain, you imagine that the peak of this mountain extends across a radius of miles, too high and too far for you to step over. You are afraid you will not make it, and, yet, beloveds, all the while the other side of the threshold is a hair's breadth away.
And, beloveds, if this threshold that you have exaggerated did cover miles, it is not fragile. The threshold of My heart is not fragile. What I always say is: "If you imagine you can't step over the doorsill of My heart, then step onto it anyway."
I will add a trailer to that dictum: "If you imagine you can't step over the doorsill of My heart, then take a running leap onto it."
I will add a third dictum. "Plant your two feet firmly on the sill of My heart."
Beloveds, the entranceway of My heart will hold your weight. It will hold your weight very well. It will not cave in. It will actually buoy you. It might bounce you. If Heaven had a roof, you might bounce so high that the top of your head would break through the imagined roof.
Let Us go back again as if this were a scene in a movie. You stand upon the threshold of My heart, and you hesitate to step across. You might find that in taking one hesitant step, you will have passed the threshold of your mind. You might find that you have stepped into the center of My heart, as if you hopped in to a fun tub in My heart, as if you had always been there, having a wonderful time. And yet there is no "as if" about it. This is a true scene.
Let Us go back again as if this were a scene in a movie. In this movie reel, you can see that I am ready to lift you up and carry you across the threshold the way a groom carries his bride. Yet you are so hesitant that you stand firm before the threshold of My heart with your arms crossed. You stand adamant, as if there were a danger before you or a slip-up of some kind. You are so resistant.
Let us go back again as if this were a scene in a movie. You stand upon the threshold of My heart. You peek in. You see the beauty of Heaven. You gasp at the beauty of it. And then you turn around and tail out of there. You turn your back to the threshold of My heart.
Let us reel the camera again. You stand upon the threshold of My heart. You peek in. You see the beauty of Heaven. You gasp at the beauty of it. You fall on your knees and kiss the opening to My heart as if it were the hem of a gown, and you say, "God, I am here."
And I say, "Come in."
I lift you up to a standing position. I hold your hand. And you walk across the open doorway of My heart and find yourself already inside having a wonderful time in a tub in My heart.

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HEAVEN #3446 The Theater Called the Universe, May 2, 2010
God said:
You are far more attuned than you give yourself credit for. You have amazing intuition. You have all kinds of power, and credit yourself not. What you really fall short in is your estimation of yourself.
Humility is a good thing, yet just between Us, you can know your value. In truth, the more you know your value, the humbler you will be. You don't have to tell the world. Let the world tell you, if they want, and don't pay them mind, the same way that if the world discounts you, you don't mind either. What someone thinks of you is irrelevant to your worth and your talents. Approbation is nice, but not necessary. Too much approbation is discomfiting.
Ego can masquerade as humility as well. Ego is a pompous martinet who is even so enamored of his progress that he feigns humility. Know your worth, beloveds, but don't parade it. We can keep it between Us. Do not hide your mastery. Do not flaunt it. Use your mastery to serve. Look at what you're doing and not at yourself so much.
Through it all, you know Who the Doer is, the Doer who sits behind the scenes and sees all, watches all, sits in silence, radiating love 360 degrees, a courier of Silence Whose love is so mighty that He created the world with His love and invited you to share the world with Him. He set the stage for you, and now you perform on the stage called the Universe.
You perform a role, and you can change your role. You already do switch every now and then. And now you can play a bigger part. Even when you sit off stage, you are playing a part. Your attention is on the Theater.
There is a lot of action on stage, and there is a lot that leads up to the action on stage. You play your part so well, beloveds. You even convince yourself that the part you play is who you are. You are a consummate actor.
And now you see yourself as you really are. The personality is a little less, and the Reality is a lot more.
You have played the part of someone who is worried. You have played the part of someone who is a boss. You have played the part of someone who works hard, or someone who idles. You take your role seriously, very seriously. You believe in the part you play.
You take the other players seriously as well. You think the costumes they wear tell the truth about them as well. You see rich actors and threadbare actors. You see good guys and bad guys, and sometimes you don't know which is which. Sometimes you are fooled, and sometimes you fool everyone. And sometimes you fool no one.
There are moments when you take away the flotsam and jetsam, and you reveal yourself as the pure river of water you are. You are a river so pure, so still, that time doesn't move and space doesn't occupy.
There are moments that do seem to be made of you and Me and nothing else. It is a unique relationship We have, you and I. I always know what is really going on. Mostly you don't see what's going on, or you deny it. You play the bungler or the clown, perhaps anything to resist coming to a realization.
Beloveds, I created you an amazing creation. You are a wonder of the Universe just as the Universe itself is a wonder of wonders. You and I and the Universe are conjoined.

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HEAVEN #3445 Greetings from the God of Love, May 1, 2010
God said:
A little buttercup holds all the love in the Universe. Size has nothing to do with the container of love. All My love is safely harbored within each of you. Your having My entire love has nothing to do with the honor of the world. You have all of My love irrevocably. No one has a say over it. You have My love, and that's all there is to it. No one has any say over My love for you, given to you, housed by you.
The love of Mine you have is between you and Me. It is yours, and it is Mine. It is Ours.
There is a big pot of My love in each heart. All of My love is contained in every container.
A buttercup does not have the words or vocabulary of love whatsoever, Yet a buttercup lives the love it is filled with. A buttercup grasps love very well. A buttercup is a constant receiver and giver of love without a thought about it. A buttercup knows the sun when she sees it. A simple buttercup leans to the sun. For a buttercup, there is no question about love and the sun. There is no decision to be made. From the beginning as a seed, a buttercup knows the gift of love and basks in it. A buttercup knows that she is the golden sun she thrives on.
Gloria had no idea that she would be writing down even the word buttercup, yet what can she do but write down what she hears in these special moments she takes dictation from Me?
Heavenletters take their own course. They are not predicted. There is no expectation. There are no rules of what they have to be or must not be. Anything goes. No limitation, beloveds.
This is how to live life. No limitation, no judgment. This is innocence, beloveds.
At the same time, I am a predictable God in that you can know I love without degrees or centimeters of love. I love. I simply love. Yet what My love will look like, what form it will take, what stories I am going to tell, what express direction I take, you do not know ahead of time. That I love you can know with certainty.
That you will accept My love is not always certain. I am certain that you have My love, for I gave it to you for keeps.
Life is uncertain. My love is utterly certain. Anything goes in life, yet My love is staunch.
No one has to believe in My love in order to have it. You already have it. What you believe and what you don't believe have their value, yet, at the same time, your beliefs are beside the point.
The point is you are loved by the Greatest Lover of All. Therefore, the possibility for you to trust exists. Love and trust form a certain partnership.
Every buttercup and I have full confidence in each other. There is no big to-do. The buttercup trusts in the sun, and the buttercup trusts in the rain. And when the buttercup wilts, it trusts still. Buttercups are singularly one-pointed. They serve to the fullest. They are what they are, and they know who they are and Who placed them in that little spot on Earth on which they thrive.
May you take a leaf from the book of a buttercup and look up at the sun and always know that, even in the rain, you are unfailingly homeward bound and unfailing bound to be greeted by the God of Love Who loves all and has a way of loving you in particular.

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God said:
Beloveds, let Us hold hands and look into each other's eyes. Our eyes meld. There is only one set of eyes for Us. We could say Our one pair of eyes are two-way like a two-way mirror. I look into your eyes, and I see Myself. You - the seeming you - look into My eyes, and what do you see but also Myself. It is as if you enter into My eyes which have been yours all along. Are you just discovering that?
What I am saying is that your eyes are getting clearer. Your eyes were always My eyes, only they were dimmed. Like a windshield that needs to be cleared, perhaps even with snow on it, your eyes had to be wiped. Your eyes are cleaner now. Your sight is clearer. And, as you know, the tool of sight is your eyes, yet it is your mind you see with, and, so, your mind is clearer. You see better now what you are seeing.
Your mind can have you see the same view in many ways. Sometimes it depends upon your mood whether something you see is beautiful or not. Sometimes it depends upon the angle of your view, in what direction you are looking from and what direction you look at what is in front of you. True sight is always Mine.
So We can say that I am showing you how to see and what angle to see from and what angle to took at what is right in front of you.
The fairy tales have told you this same thing. In Beauty and the Beast, the Beast was a beast, but he was a prince in disguise. Cinderella was a princess, yet she had previously always been mis-seen. The frog looked like a frog. He hopped like a frog, and yet, in reality, the frog was an unrecognized prince.
In the world, the True Identity of all frog-princes is not always discovered. The Cinderellas of the world are not always discovered nor are the beasts of the world always seen in their true colors. Everything is not as it seems.
Worse than that, many seeming frog princes, Cinderellas, and beasts miss out on their own true identities. Their eyes are swept up in the eyes of the world, and they never know who they truly are any more than they portray their true selves to the world.
A fairy tale always tells the story of an individual prince or princess. It is left to you to understand that the specific story represents a universal story.
So identified are you with your body and where you live and how you are frowned at that you do not lift your eyes up high enough to see what is true. This seems to be because you think it is impossible to be more than what you presently see reflected in the glass mirror or reflected in the eyes of the unseeing around you.
You think you are being logical and realistic. Beloveds, where is the logic or realism of thinking that My son or daughter is destined to be a frog or a Cinderella in the ashes or a beast of one kind or another? Common sense has to tell you that you are far more and that others are also far more.
It has to be that you have been wearing dark glasses without realizing it.
Will you realize it now? Will you take off those dark glasses? Will you begin to see with the clear vision of the One Who is talking to you now and Who sees you in your true light?
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God said:
Beloveds, what would you like to talk about today? What would you like to hear? What do you want, and what do you not want? What is going on today, and what is not going on? Whom do you love, and whom do you not love? What is going on with you today, and what would you like from Me?
There is virtue in knowing where you stand.
Then ask Me: "God, what would You like to talk about today?"
I would like to talk about you and your well-being.
Then ask Me: "God, what would You like to hear?"
I would like to hear you are happy.
Then ask Me: "God, what do you want?"
You.
Then don't ask Me: "God, what do You not want?" Beloveds, I cannot think in these terms. These are human terms. I do not particularize. I cannot think in those terms. I have all.
Then ask Me, "What kind of a God are You?"
I am a God of Love. My vibration is love. My creation is love. You are My creation, and you are love.
Then do not ask Me: "God, whom to You love, and whom do You not love?"
This is not even a question for Me, beloveds. I love all the same, the way I love night and day, sun and moon, fireflies and the light shining in your eyes.
Then ask: "God, what is going on today?"
Love is going on.
Then ask: "God, what would You like from me?"
What would I like from you? Everything I have given I would like from you. I would like the sun and the moon and the stars from you. I would like the oceans deep and the tides that pull. I would like you to feel pulled to Me just as the moon pulls the waves. I would like you to feel, and to feel only, the energy of love. I would like you to express that energy of love and fill the world with it and make the world as I gave it to you. .
In this way, you would have peace in your heart, and this peace would radiate over time and space.
From love, the world came.
From love, you are the one to make My vision for the world come true. In that sense, beloveds, you are My wish-provider. You hold the magic scepter that delivers to Me all that I have given. It doesn't matter that I gave you that scepter. It is nevertheless yours now, and it is yours to wave and have light sparkle from.
There is no secret surrounding what I ask of you, is there?
And now I ask you to ask of yourself what I ask of you. I ask so little of you, and yet it seems to you like a mountain.
Illusion is of the world. If you see blocks to your full expression of My love that truly exists within you, these blocks are but illusion. Your impression of the outer world does not have to rule your heart of love. The outer world has no right to rule you. Enjoy the illusion of the world, and keep the Reality of Love shining brightly like the sun in the sky. Nothing is to deter you from love, beloveds, nothing.
That must seem unfair to you the same way that life itself seems unfair to you, and, yet, beloveds, everyone's heart came from Mine, and I ask you to love no matter what. It is unfair to yourself not to love.

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God said:
You can only progress. Setbacks are only setbacks. You are with Me. What can a setback do to you? You can only grow. You are further along than you were yesterday. Beloveds, there are only seeming setbacks. No matter how dire-seeming, setbacks are only a pebble in your shoe. Empty your shoe, and keep on walking.
Even agony is only agony, beloveds. No matter how deep, it is a sham. Agony does not penetrate your Being. Your Being is inviolate. Of course, it is.
Not even death of your body affects you. You think it does. Everybody thinks it does no matter the words he speaks. Everyone may attest to Eternity, yet would fervently like to postpone indefinitely the onset of bodily death as if death were real, as if death were so real you must outsmart it. Everyone seems to be a now person in the sense that he wants all he wants now. The fact is that you do have all you want now. You do have immortality. You were never without it. You are the one hung up on the shifts and changes and chimera of the world.
You are immortal whether your body lives a year or a hundred and twenty years. There is simply no end to you, beloveds. Is there an end to Me?
It is not easy for you to get your mind around Eternity, Immortality, Life etc.
You may not adore all of the life you are living, yet, by and large, you do not want to leave it. Perhaps you think you would be abandoning yourself. Oh, no, you go wherever I AM, beloveds. You are with Me.
Understandably, you are caught up in the extant world. You have time and space and all the details they incur. The first of the month rolls around, and you have to pay bills whether you have the money or not. You have to be at work on time whether you want to or not. And you have to clean house and wash dishes whether you have the energy to or not. Where is there time for you to simply be? Where is that place of Beingness in your life? It may seem to you to be hidden somewhere, yet it is more consuming than your overt occupation with time and space. Of course, Being is more powerful than the shreds of time and space that encumber you. What are you to do, beloveds? What are you to do?
Then simply BE while you earn a living and take care of seemingly insurmountable time and space. Acknowledge your Beingness. Let awareness of your Beingness slip into a pocket of your mind. You keep awareness of money worries and some such there in your mind. Now make room for your awareness of Being. You are a Being, beloved. You truly live in Being. You are the power of the Universe.
Just know that you are more than you seem to be. All sentient beings are more than they seem to be. All of life is more than it seems to be. Even a word is more than it seems to be. I, too, am more than the world takes Me for. Surely, you are more than the world takes you for.
But never mind the world for a moment. Take yourself as great and take what you call problems as less significant. It is hard not to laugh when you consider the truth of you in comparison to the illusion of yourself that you have incorporated, wrapped around yourself, and delved into like the encyclopedia or dictionary. Beloveds, you are the power of the Universe.
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HEAVEN #3434 On Earth or on the Stars, April 20, 2010
God said:
The thought of dying seems to dominate in life. The thoughts can be avoided for a time, and yet the thought of dying returns and stars in your life. It is hard for you to get away from this blade that seems to hang over your head. Wherever you turn, the thought of death is imminent. Even when death is far away, thoughts of it are imminent.
There is even the child’s prayer: “…and if I should die before I wake…”
Death is viewed as a haunting ghost that is out to get you. The Grim Reaper is after you. He stands on all sides of you, ready to reap you.
Beloveds, death, what you call death, is really a cushion you fall onto. You fall into My arms where you have always been. Is this to fear? And, yet, feared it is.
You are not here on Earth permanently in a body. From the moment you are born, your body changes. Your body is not timeless. It is temporary whereas you are timeless. There is no clock when it comes to the eternal essence of you. No timer is set. No alarm goes off. Peace be unto you.
How the world will change when death is not an enemy at all, but a friend to escort you somewhere where you would like to go. As it is now, fear of death is an enemy of vast proportions. Fear of death has gotten out of all proportion.
If you could feel the silence of timelessness, death would be but the blink of an eye. It would be nothing at all. Certainly not an interruption of life. Not even an interlude. The interlude, beloveds, is life on Earth. For what may seem long to you is only a moment. You visit Earth and try it out. It is inevitable that you return to full awareness of where you really exist.
Death is spoken of as a transition, yet it is your life on Earth that is the transition, a temporary dropping-off place, the place where you are a nomad, the place where you have a body wrapped around you only to take it off at a certain time. The time is certain. You just don’t know when that is. And yet, time is not. Even as you are a transient, time is not. You are enmeshed in time, yet time does not exist, and there is nothing for you to be enmeshed in. And yet you are. You feel wholly dependent upon your visit on Earth.
You dance a perfect spiral. You spin through the Universe. You hop onto the stars. You kiss the moon. You fry eggs on the sun. And all the while, you are nowhere. There is nowhere to be, and yet you are Being. On Earth or on the stars, you are Being. The viability of Being does not change. You experiment on Earth, and all falls by the wayside. Ashes, ashes, all fall down.
It is more realistic to say that all fall up, all rise up. There is no death for you to be resurrected from.
Snow falls. Souls rise. And even the snow that falls goes back up into the skies from where it came.
Up and down are also illusions commonly agreed upon. You may be upside down now as you think you are right-side-up.
What do you know, beloveds? You think you know there is death. You think there must be death because bodies give up the ghost and lie down. Bodies stop. They become inert. But you, beloveds, you never. You never sleep. You are always awake, and you are never anywhere but with Me deep in My heart, deep in the heart of Heaven, deeply love, deeply in love, deeply loved, deeply and immeasurably Mine. There are no two ways about it.
Enjoy the world more because your sojourn is temporary. And, at the time you leave your body, which you call death, enjoy that too, for what is really changed but the scenery?
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HEAVEN #3440 A Delicate Line, April 26, 2010
God said:
I tell you time and time again to lose the boundaries that have claimed you. At the same time, in terms of your life in the world and in relationships, I also suggest that there may be boundaries to make. Even so, know that it may be possible that some day you will not have to set personal boundaries or even think about them. It is possible that your light will shine so brightly that people in your life will know where to step and where not to step.
The absence of boundaries does not mean that it's okay for anyone to step on your toes. You do not have to roll over for everyone or give to everyone whatever it is they want from you. They are not to infringe on you. In terms of the world, you have your space that is no one else's to step on. I am not so much thinking of the physical space, beloveds, though, as the world is, there is that too. Certainly, if you are asleep in a bed in the space you call a home that you live in, it is not okay for anyone is to walk in and disturb your sleep. Because someone wants to lie down, doesn't mean you are to get out of your bed.
What do I mean then? I mean you are entitled to your own peace and quiet. You are entitled to work. You are entitled to play. Stretch yourself in your service to make the world divine, and keep yourself intact.
You are the decider, beloved. In order to serve, you give everything you have to give. You give that which, at your state of consciousness, you give gladly. What I am saying is that it is your choice what you give. The choice belongs to you and to Me, no other. The seeming others are not the directors of you.
Dear Ones, if someone wants your time, you do not always have to give it. Because you are a giver does not mean you have lost your will. Perhaps you serve better when you do not give yourself away flagrantly. That you give does not mean that others have the right to take.
I address this to those of you who, in your desire to love and give, may wear yourselves out. By all means, you do not always put yourself first, but that doesn't mean that you always put others' needs ahead of your own. There are those who can do this with complete happiness and ease. You are not yet one of them.
You have nothing to prove, beloveds.
There is a fine line between giving and giving too much. You do not have to be the best and grandest server in the world. Make sure that your desire is to serve and not have to prove anything. It is true that there may be times when it is right to give your life for another. There are times when it is right to give others' needs precedence over your own. Make sure this is your decision and not ego's need to erase yourself.
We are talking about truth. Stretch yourself. Act in the highest. Give service to your brothers and respect your own well-being. The time will come when you are totally freed from bondage. Until then, it is a delicate line.
When it is no longer a delicate line you have to walk, you will not even think about it. You will not get worn out. At that time, you will gain energy from all service you give.

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HEAVEN #3439 The Chalice of God's Heart, April 25, 2010
God said:
As birds know how to soar, so do you know how to soar. Soar to Me. Do you think your heart doesn't know how to fly?
How do the birds fly? There is no great teacher who teaches them how. The mother bird nudges her baby birds a little, and the baby birds take off. Before they know it, they are flying. It is so natural for birds to fly. It is inborn in them. How can they not fly? Why would they ever choose not to? A flying bird never wants to be grounded. A human heart does not either.
Nudge yourself, beloveds, and come to Me. I am not far away at all. The tips of Our fingers are touching right now. It is not even a leap you have to take. It's just an infinitesimal shift from where you are sitting. It is a moving over as you would move over in a church pew to make room for someone else to sit. In this case, you are moving yourself over the slightest bit to reach the entry of the chalice of My heart.
You have an inclination to fly to Me, and yet you fear to. What are you afraid of? More love than you ever thought possible? So many cushions of love that you think you may be lost in them? Are you afraid of undoing yourself from so much doing and the protection of all the brambles you have surrounded yourself with?
Beloveds, you are simply afraid of losing the boundaries. Although the boundaries interfere with your flying, you are rather accustomed to them. You are used to having them in your way. You are accustomed to going around them. You almost don't notice them any more. They have always been there, it seems. They don't fit you. They don't become you, yet you are accustomed to them like sloppy house shoes you clomp around in. Beloveds, you can get used to anything, isn't that so? You have gotten used to anything even when there is no good pretext for them.
So now give yourself a chance to get used to being without the shrouds of boundaries. Once you get off the ground, boundaries won't matter any longer. They weren't much anyway except as you thought so. Just think of how easy it will be for you to get used to flying with Me across the boundless blue. You won't miss the boundaries, not one bit. Boundaries will fall away, and they will fall away from even your recollection of them. Boundaries are like scars. Scars served you, and then they fade away. They served you once. The scars saved you when you were wounded.
In the case of boundaries, beloveds, they are the wounds. In the case of these wounds, you just have to get up and leave them. Walk away from them. You don't require their support. Why cling to them now? They are illusion anyway.
Enjoy the boundaries of the relative world and know that you do not need them. You live in the relative world of illusion, but illusion is only illusion. Illusion isn't all that there is. There is a whole lot more, and I want it for you, and you want it, this whole other Reality of a world beyond, or a world within, or a world above, or a world of a different complexion right in the same place where you happen to be right now.
Hello, do you hear Me? If you hear Me, just come a little closer. That's it. And if you don't hear Me, perhaps you have a sense of Me. Then just come a little closer. And if you don't have a sense of Me, come a little closer then too. I think I have counted everyone and so that makes the decision easy, and now fly to Me.

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HEAVEN #3438 The Nature of God, April 24, 2010
God said:
My nature, the nature of God, is the same nature as yours. I have said before: What I AM, you ARE.
This is impossible to believe, for you have thoughts and actions that I would not. This is what confuses you.
Beloveds, I said Our nature is the same. I didn't say you always follow your own true nature. Your nature is love, pure and simple, and yet you have diverted from love more than once.
Your nature is to be wise and loving. That's it. We could make a whole list of particles of Our nature, yet wise and loving are all you need to know. Why make a list that you may not follow?
What is My nature, beloveds? Well, all right, make a list of My nature, and know it is yours. Everything you are, I AM. You ARE My shining glory. Hard to believe, isn't it. You may not know even one person that fits the bill. And yet I will say it to you again and again: You ARE My shining glory.
If you cannot come to the head of the line, will you think of one occasion when you did shine My glory? It may even be before you knew Me as you know Me now. It may be long before you even had thoughts of Me. There is more than one time in your life when you were Kindness and Love personified. A very little thing counts. It is, indeed, the little things that do count.
It does not require a dandy production. There is no parade. Maybe you just quietly cleaned up after someone. Maybe once you didn't say a word. Maybe once you smiled at someone who needed your smile.
There is much good you can think of, and there is much good that you will not even remember. You may never even have recognized that you were going by My nature, yet going by My nature you were.
At the end of today, make a list of all the good you did today, and show Me the list. Hold it up so I can see and clap for you. If you gave one example today of My nature expressed through you, I am glad, happy, appreciative, thrilled, and grateful.
If you have given one example of My nature today, tomorrow give two.
In this case, look to the future. What do you think of today that you could do tomorrow to gladden someone's heart? Think of all the easy things. And then think of something that might be hard for you, not easy. And then do it.
Once you've thought of following Our nature, I guarantee that the only thing that can possibly hold you back is tiny ego. Beloveds, if you have to eat humble pie, eat humble pie. What a glorious thing to do. My glory shines.
In life, as in Godwriting, you have to get yourself out of the way. What does this mean? It means to surrender. What but ego would keep you from surrendering what is not your nature in the first place. Please don't equate habit with your nature. Ego is contrary to your nature. Ego is opposite to your nature.
Your nature is to be noble. You are nobility. You may not believe this, yet will you believe that you can go higher? Will you believe that you are more than you have yet revealed? Shine your light, and then you are a diamond on My crown. Anyway, you are immersed in My heart, and you wear the same crown I do. You are a star in the firmament, and it is time for you now to shine your light today and so shine My glory.
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HEAVEN #3437 The Riverbanks of Your Life, April 23, 2010
God said:
Did you ever think you would be exactly where you are now? Did you dream of how connected you would be with the world? Did you ever really think that you would age and go through all the milestones that you have. Once you were fifteen, then twenty, then thirty, etc. And, still, all the while, you are you. You are you through the thick and thin of life. You are you. Does this not perhaps tell you that you are something more than your body and the individuality that moves along with your body - and beyond?
There is a constant that runs through your life, and it is you, this you that you hardly dare believe in, the Eternal you, the Truth of you, the Soul of you that runs through your life like a river. This river never dries up. It runs through your life, ever-flowing, filling the riverbanks of your life.
Whatever sturm and drang you may be going through, the Eternal you is not going through it. The Eternal you is always strong in the background, and The Eternal you calmly paddles a canoe down your life and does not get excited or frantic the way the individual you skimming the surface of life may.
Beloveds, I understand you. I understand your fears and your emotions, and how hard-hitting life in the world can seem. I am trying to ease you into another mode where the individuality of you, too, may find the way to paddle a canoe through the river of life, where you will hear a different tune, where you will paddle in joy and rise above the concerns that pursue you now.
I am telling that you that you can outdistance the surface of life. I am telling you that you do not have to be beleaguered by it. You do not have to be aggrieved.
Beloveds, when you abide in Eternity, how much will snags upset you? When you know, really deep-down, know that you are eternal, what obstacles will overshadow you? Ah, but, yes, your body and the mind of your body get upset, and you, human that you are, feel pain and believe it is yours to stock in your heart.
Now, have compassion for yourself and others, and not be tormented. See further than the eye can see. Lean back and love life in all its variety. Sail on life and keep your rudder straight. Be your own lodestar. Ride up and down with the waves of life, and keep your balance.
Animals run on instinct, yet you have choice as to how you deal in life. You have choice. You are a human being. You are the Highest of the High. You are the son or daughter of a King. You are not a roustabout.
The world may seem like a wild kingdom that scares you, and yet you don't have to be frightened. Peace also exists. Joy exists. Goodness exists. The matters that frighten you are in the minority. They are only a small per cent.
You can deal well with whatever in life lands at your door. Wait until it lands before you give yourself pain. Worry and fear are their own pain. Sail above them. You already know from experience that when heartbreak reaches you, your heart does not break. It bends, and it recovers. You can choose to recover quickly. You do not have to wear the black of mourning for a year. You will get over heartache soon or late. Might as well get over it soon. You do not have to suffer. You are Bright Light.

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HEAVEN #3436 Arithmetic, April 22, 2010
God said:
Beloveds, what is there that I have not said? I repeat Myself. I stir your heart. I cheer you on.
Do you think I ask a lot of you? I ask little. I ask that you feel loved and that you give love. I ask you to be My agent on Earth. I ask you to represent Me. I ask you to love My creation as if it were your own. I ask you to take care of yourself and the world where you live. I ask you to be good-natured. I ask you to respond to all in hearing distance. I ask you to be calm and be of a good cheer.
I ask you to ameliorate the world. I ask you to beat to the rhythm of My heart. I ask you to be happy and happiness to give.
I ask you to learn and to grow and to live life in good grace.
I ask you to dance in place in the center of My heart, and to partner with Me in the center of My heart which is the dance floor of the life you live. Thrum to the beat of My heart, for it is yours. I give it to you. I give you My heart as a precious jewel to care for. I ask you to not keep it private, but to reveal it to all in the land. I ask you to give and to receive, to receive and to give and know not the difference.
You do not know where My heart begins and ends, nor do you know where the heart in your chest and the heart in a seeming another begin and end, for there is a continuity that takes no breach.
There is one pulse in the Universe, and it pulses now. Feel My heart. Feel yours. This is the pulse of the Universe. This throb in your heart beats for all that is or ever was or will ever be. Your heart pulses for Me, as Mine pulses for you.
You have thought you were separate from Me and Mine. You thought you were one dot printed on a fabric of many dots. All the seeming dots run into one another. Separation doesn't exist. It seems to. You were taught separation. You were taught that there is yours, and there is Mine. In truth, you are My My-ness. There is one gene in the Universe, and it is Mine, and it is yours. All the dissimilarities that seem to exist do not exist. Oneness is. Anything else is not.
Yet separation has been held up on Earth like a banner. A marching band has taken you away with them, and you leave your Self behind. Seemingly, you leave your Self behind. You assume an identity that is not yours at all. You give this assumed identity a great importance, as if your very life depended upon it.
You see varied players around the poker table. You think you pick up the chips or that someone else does. You imagine there are other players, and you imagine that you can win or lose. You think you live in a game of chance, and that it is chance that brought you on Earth just to play cards.
Who is it who is playing cards, beloveds, in this casino of life? Who plays all the hands, and who does this or that. Is it you? Is it I? Is it anyone? Who cheers you when you win, and who cheers you when you do not win, and who says you win or lose, and who can give any of it meaning? And yet it means something. It means a lot to you even thought it is only a rambling that paves the top of where real life happens and its magnificence for the One of Us called two.

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HEAVEN #3435 Know God, April 21, 2010
God said:
Come to Me, My beloveds. Come to Me as a swan floats on the water. It is natural and easy to come to Me. Glide to Me. Or somersault to Me. Do cartwheels to Me. Or come to Me the way you might change your seat at the movies, wanting to get closer to see better. Come to the Source the way you might step up to a popcorn man. You are entitled.
Or tiptoe to Me, if you prefer. Limp to Me, if your feet ache. Jump to Me. Careen to Me. Ride to Me on your motorcycle. Parachute to Me. Swing to Me. Bounce to Me. Just come to Me. Alight before Me.
One way or the other, you come to Me. You can twiddle your thumbs, and still you will come to Me. You can flee, and still you will come to Me. You can climb a tree, enter a cave, sail a boat, and yet you will come to Me.
Run away from Me, and you will bump into Me. You cannot elude Me. Whatever direction you go in, I am there, and you will meet Me. There is no beyond Me, beloveds. If you hide, and I seek, I find. And, oh, yes, I seek you. I seek you, and I see you. Come out, wherever you are, and see Me.
What do I ask but that you know you are loved? Feel My love. Feel it like drops of rain that will not let up. Feel My love like the warm sun on your back. Feel My love like a spa or a lazy lagoon.
Know My love like a good book you like to return to. Know My love. Know love. Know love. Who cares whose it is when it is love, and love is all.
Of course, I care. I care very much. I care that you know the love that connects you to Me, and Me to you. We are connected. For sure, I am your Soul Mate.
Leap to Me, and I catch you. I cannot miss. You are already in My arms. It is a flight of fancy that you are not. It is quite a feat to imagine that you are anywhere but where you are.
You have imagined that you are on an island of fear. You have imagined that you are deserted there. You imagine there is a land mass of fear, and you gravitate to it. If there were such a land, it would be an island. But would you be abandoned there all alone? Never. You would have much company there, each isolated on a dot of sand, each huddled with a lump in his throat. Even on that island, I AM. There is nowhere I am not.
If purgatory existed, I would be there to get you out. If I were a fighter, I would fight to get you out. As it is, I am a different kind of warrior. I claim victory by the sword of love. No one defeats Me. I hold the whole world in My arms, and I never let it down. I am holding the world up now, and you with it.
You are on top of the world. The top of the world is Heaven. You had a little dream, a rip-roaring dream that you were somewhere else. Oh, how you trudged in that dream. How you held on to that dream, the way you would hold on to the side of your bed. Now I say, go ahead and fall from that bed where you dreamed you were anywhere but with Me. Give up that dream, beloveds. The Reality of where you are and Whom you are with far exceeds any wayward dream.
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HEAVEN #3433 On the Wings of Truth, April 19, 2010
God said:
The physical world is fragile. All the physical is fragile. The physical is strong and yet it is fragile. The strength is there, and the vulnerableness is also there. Despite seat belts, smoke alarms, traffic lights, good common sense, what is there to protect your physical body, beloveds? Love the physical world, and love the body that houses you, and yet not be attached. That which is sentient does not last forever. After all, you are not your body. And those you love are also not their bodies.
You are, of course, far more than your body. Fortunately, you are soul, you are love. The material of you is here today and gone tomorrow whereas the non-material of you lasts forever. You are, have been, will be, eternal, just as I am eternal. There is no parting, beloveds. Oneness stays Oneness. Wholeness is not separateness. Wholeness is. Separateness is not.
It could be said that all of Creation is a magic trick. Creation may be a miracle, yet it is not a trick. You already know what is and what is not. And yet you mourn for the physical when it disappears from Earth. Even though you know that physical bodies do not linger, you are astonished when bodies are left behind. Your physical body cannot go with you forever. Would you really want it to?
It seems to Me that I hear complaints about physical bodies. They require a certain amount of attention. They can get tired. Your soul does not. Your body can sleep too much or not at all, and neither condition pleases you. Your body has aches and pains. Bones break. The body ages. You already know that you yourself in truth do not age. There is a vitality in you that goes beyond the Earthly life force.
You do not have to yank hold of your body as though it were a precious thing. It is only precious so long as you are inside it. Of itself, you know it’s not much at all.
Care for it. Love it. Use it. Be not attached. When it is time for the essence of you to leave your body, leave it. The body is not priceless. Life on Earth is priceless, yes. You are priceless. Your body is a convenience or an inconvenience depending on the day. Your body is a thing, beloveds, and things wear out. You cannot keep them forever. What is it that makes you so sure that your body is to stay on Earth for the longest time possible?
What are the constituents of your body that make you cling to it?
Do you not know that the death of the body is a new birth to you? It is a milestone. Beloveds, celebrate life, and celebrate death which can only be a part of life on Earth. Death is an unveiling. All that seemingly kept you separate from everyone else is dropping away and then you, without encumbrance, fly away. You have always wanted to fly. This is your chance.
Death of the body is not an ogre that you have to fight. Soon or late, you will embrace death of the body. When you have traversed this juncture, you won’t mind a bit. You will be exhilarated. Would you really moan about that which is a high point in life? Birth is a high point, and death is too.
You will find that you do not leave loved ones behind. You are united. There are no long-lost friends in death. Of course not, for in the land of eternal life, there is no time in which anything can be lost. From your present vantage, illusion will fade away. Truth will remain, and you will fly on the wings of Truth. You will fly on the wings of Truth.
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