HEAVEN LETTERS

HEAVEN #3332 The Glory That You Are, January 8, 2010

God said:

Glory to Me in the Highest! You have long sought the Highest when it is you who are the Glory all along! Yours is the Glory forever.

If you could only recognize and accept a little of the Glory you are. If you had even a glimpse, a mere trace, of how Glory-filled you are, how happy you would be. The whole of the world rests in your palm, and yet you hold your hand out begging for a tuppence of peace in your life.

You want Me, you want love, and another name for what you want is peace. How you crave peace in your own home and in the marketplace. Think of a world in which peace reigns. Think of your home without an inch of friction. But the existence of non-peace arises not from the world or from your home. Non-peace as well as peace arise from your heart. Peace or lack of peace exists in your heart. You know this is so.

The enemy is within. This is a poor quavering enemy within. He is hardly worth the time of the day, and yet you bow down to him many times during the day. He has another name, this culprit, and his other name is fear. He is really a wimp, or he would not exist always in the shadows. True, he has a loud voice, and he assumes great ambiance.

Trade in fear for trust. Trust is quite another matter. Oh, if you would trade in fear for trust, beloveds, how happy you would be. What dancing there would be in your heart. Your heart would sing: "The wolf at the door is gone. The wolf of fear is dead. Hurray. The wolf and witch of fear are dead. Hurray. Hurray for me, and hurray for the world. The wolf and witch of fear are dead."

When fear leaves, negativity of any kind has no place to hide. Everything untrue tiptoes out of your heart when fear slinks its way out. All the other tentacles of negativity in your heart are but the fingers of fear. Look at all that gunk leave your heart. Fear's departure is long overdue. It has overstayed its welcome. You could have kicked it out long ago, only you thought you had to keep it, that fear somehow was part of survival.

Now that fear has gone, what is left? What can cohabit in your heart when negativity has made its exit? You and I, beloveds.. We can be known as the Oneness of Love and the Oneness of Peace. We are what is left in a heart where fear has vacated the premises.

Fear was an arrogant ogre all along. It made a lot of noise, yet fear was a lot of to-do over nothing. Fear was a muscle-man pumped up with steroids. Beloveds, stand up to the hollowness of fear. Fear doesn't begin to be a worthy adversary for you. Fear is a shadow, beloveds, and one that chases you. Shadows are only shadows. No matter how big they may appear, shadows are phantoms. Like a phantom lover, fear has hung around you, eating off you, stealing your warmth in order to bolster itself. Fear has done a pretty good job of it. It has been twisting your arm right along, and all along, fear has been nothing but bluster. Now that We have gotten fear to size, he can fit through a keyhole. He can leave as you will. Fear is no bigger than a cowardly thought. .

Say: "Adieu, fear. Adieu."

Say: "Welcome, God, love and peace. Put your feet up, and stay a while."


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HEAVEN #3330 Talk to Your Heart Now, January 6, 2010

God said:

Be confident in My love. Know it exists and that you have it. This will make all the difference in the world for you. I carry you in My arms. I am your comfort. Do not ask for proof. Ask to give love. By this simple asking, the kaleidoscope of your life will change. This is a certainty.

Say to your heart:

"Give love. Give all the love you want to. I give you laissez-faire. Go for it, heart of mine. Give love right and left. See how far we can go. God says there is no end to you. He says the love you contain is His love. He says there are no limits to His love, and therefore there are no limits to how far you can give yourself.

"Heart of mine, give me some love too while you are at it. I need more of your love. I must have asked you to withhold love from me, for I have not loved myself enough, and sometimes not much at all. Disobey any injunctions I have given you. Adore me. Love me from every direction.

"I will also ask my mind to think well of me. My clever mind has been quick to trash me. Too often, my mind has seen me as an unfavored stepchild. It has thrown stones at me. It has not given me enough to eat. It has played cat and mouse with me.

"Now I proclaim, dear heart, that you have the ascendancy over my mind, and you will love me forevermore regardless of what my errant mind tells you. My mind is no longer to control you. Laugh at my mind when it tells you that I am nothing. Stick up for me. Slather love on me whether I am ridiculous or wise. Slather love on me so I will always remember that I am love that is loved. Hold me in your love, and never let me go."

That is how to talk to your heart and to yourself. No more of this meticulous fault-finding. If you are good enough for Me, then accept that you are good enough for yourself. Parent yourself differently from the way you have been. Your job is to find favor and no more displeasure. The stepparent in you has made faultfinding a priority, and now you dispense with that.

You have been sailing on a wrong course, and now you right yourself. I set your destination. I set it to love. The furrows of the ship you sail on point to love, and the past is forgotten. Now you love yourself. That is My commandment. Love yourself. Deny yourself no longer. Love yourself forever.

This one thing will make such a difference in your life. When you love yourself, it will be easy for you to get up on a bus and give your seat to someone else. It will be easy for you to put someone ahead of yourself because, loving yourself more, you will love others more. You will do kindness to yourself, and you will do kindness to others.

The more you love yourself, the more you love. You are wealthy in love, and I ask you to use your wealth. Deploy your love everywhere, and that means you give love generously to yourself as well as others. Is it love that can be ungenerous? No, love can only be generous. That is what love is. Love is generous, or it is not love. Love is too busy loving to be distracted by lesser details. Make love your life, beloveds. Love now.


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HEAVEN #3329 Creative Power, January 5, 2010

God said:

What do you care what other people think when you know My vision and make it yours? Do We, you and I, not see alike? And, if you do not see as far as I do, don't you want to? Wouldn't you like to see the world and everyone in it just as I do? I know you want to love and to be love and nothing else but love. You would be all that We desire, beloveds, if only you could get away from illusion. Illusion haunts you. It tells you untrue things that seem so logical at the time.

A God somewhere tells you that you are His dream, and yet you see yourself riveted with imperfection. You question My Reality. Did I, God, or did I not make you in My Image? You wonder about My eyesight. Was I, God, deluded into thinking I created you in My image when the dial of Creation was perhaps not set right? Was I careless? Was I looking the other way? Did I forget something?

You accept that there is One God and a vast number of Created Beings, none of which, in your eyes, is perfect at all. Least of all do you see yourself as perfect with all your habits and stumbling. How can you and I see so differently, and, so, you wonder what is so wonderful about the mass of created Human Beings. Is God Himself, you ask, imperfect? Is He blind rather than all-seeing? Did God make mistakes, you ask with your heart in your throat.

How awful it is for you to think that a perfect God made imperfect beings. How much worse it is to fear that an imperfect God made Human Beings correctly in His image.

Let Me ask you, those who wonder, did I, God, create an imperfect sky? What about the sun, moon, and stars? Oceans? What imperfection do you possibly conceive? What I created in beauty could not be created by an imperfect God. What about flowers? Who but I could have thought of the design of such colors and shapes and scents and beauty? And seasons and deserts and oases? And all the variety of animals, wild and domesticated?

Who could have created creative Human Beings but a God of Love? Human Beings can create tall buildings and moving chariots and buses and trains and airplanes that fly? What about art and music? Who but God could have created Human Beings who could create all manner of things to heighten the senses of other Human Beings?

There are infinite ways and objects that Human Beings have not yet created. Infinite, infinite, are the hearts and minds of man.

Give Me credit for My creation, and give Me credit for having created you. You can rise today to great heights. You can give love unimagined. You can love to a height you have not yet dreamed of. You can break out of self-imposed boundaries. Forget about perceived imperfection. Zoom in on the creative power that is Mine and that is yours.

Create a new perception of yourself. Create that which you previously imagined you could never create. Perhaps you have even imagined that which no mortal man could ever create. Someone will, beloveds. Someone will.

You and I do see differently, beloveds. I see that if you can think of it, you can manifest it. You have been capable of even creating terror and such. Now I say that you can use the same imagination to create that which you want and that which the world you live in also wants. There is nothing you cannot create. You can create peace and love and joy. I cannot imagine what would hold you back when you hold the light of the world in your hands.

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HEAVEN #3328 When Your Heart Is Full of Love, January 4, 2010

God said:

Life doesn't need preparation, beloveds. Life is not meant to be work. Nor is cooking meant to be work. From shopping to cleaning up, cooking is meant to be the easy giving of love. You already know that with love, cooking and everything else become easy. Wow, the energy loves gives you. Beloveds, you could cook for the whole world when your love is on.

What is hard when love is filling your heart? What is hard about the moon pulling the tide? What is hard about a mother's nursing her child? What is hard to learn when you love, and learning fills your heart.

Nothing is hard with love Whatever makes love hard for you to express is not love. It is something else that blocks love. Love would block nothing. Love would rush to everything.

When your heart is full of love, disappointment does not take away the love. Love is its own force. Love already knows it is not dependent upon outside factors. Love is its own king and its own servant. Love knows how to love with or without certain circumstances. Love is its own commander and its own soldier, yet love does not give orders. Love simply bursts its borders and goes everywhere. Love is like a rocket, a multi-targeted rocket.

Everyone is love's target. Love is going to overturn barricades everywhere. Love will go where love is not, and love will go where love is. Love has its own agenda and is not dependent upon the agenda of others. Love goes its way which is to go every way. Love is not fussy. Love is the opposite of fussy. Love will love all that it sees, for love just loves. Love doesn't need an object in order to love. Like the sun, love is many-rayed. Love will go down one-way streets. Love doesn't care. Reciprocated or not, love loves. Nothing is too big nor too small for love to follow or for love to chase or for love to catch. Love does not enter races, yet love always wins. It touches everything in its wake.

All falls before love. Sheaves of wheat and barley fall before love. Nothing is too short or too tall to fall down for love. Love reaches cut blades of grass and combs them, as it were. Love goes for the shod and the shoeless. Love looks for opportunity to alight, and love sees opportunity everywhere. Love does not duel. It simply vanquishes all in its wake.

Let love vanquish you, and you will be the winner. You will be armed with love. Nothing can withstand it. All can just go to it.

Nothing gets in the way of love. Nothing gets the better of it. There is not a thing better to get than love. Love does not dry up. Love evicted from your heart makes for a weak heart, yet a weak heart can become a strong heart. Let love strong arm your heart. Let love be what is up your sleeve. Let love be the air you breathe. Get pumped up with love. You will never run out, nor will there be places where there is too much love. You can't get too much.

Yet you can get too little. You have gotten too little love in your life. Now let's shore up your heart and make it strong again to breathe in and breathe out a tank full of love. Love is stored in My heart, although I never keep it. Your love comes straight from My heart. I give it to you. I will give you more anyway. I give you all the love in the world to do with as you will. What will you do with it?

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HEAVEN #3327 The Richness of Love, January 3, 2010

God said:

You crave possessions when I have given you the sky and a vast horizon. I have given you the Earth and stars and a blazing sun and white moon. I have given you grass and flowers and mud and sand. I have given you oceans and beaches and stones and rocks and hot and cold. I have given you all kinds of food to eat or to spit out. I have given you eyes to see, and ears to hear, and a mouth to kiss with. Beloveds, what have I left out of the Creation that I gave to you? I sent out My love the way a fisherman casts his net. It is like this: The ocean of My love spills upon itself. It is love abounding on the bounding main. Watch it bound and rebound. That is what love does.

Of course, I gave you to Creation as well. I told you to multiply. Multiply everything, beloveds. Multiply love especially. Leave wherever you have been better than you found it, richer than you found it, nicer than you found it. Increase the gifts I surrounded you with. Topple love so it rises like mist from the ocean and alights on mountain tops for you to gaze at.

I will tell you how to multiply. First you have the idea of plenty. You feel the plenty. And then it appears. It is not that you are to wait for me to send you the multiplication tables. I sent you to do the multiplying. It is very simple. It is simply an idea of more and more. What you desire will appear. Desire lightly. Desire lightly, and see all that you desire multiply. Multiplying is like blowing bubbles. Don't you like to? Do you remember what it's like?

Let your thoughts fall to the ground like leaves from a tree. Lightly lightly think your thoughts. You don't have to work at it. One thought follows another, just the way one foot follows the other, and you find yourself moving where your toes point.

Your thoughts follow a great momentum. Momentum is an energy that doesn't want to stop. Once you start the momentum of love, you can't stop it. It follows itself and surges forward, generating more of itself. Avail yourself of every opportunity to love.

If you are focused on making money, make money accompanied with love. Make money, and dispense love along the way. Love and money are compatible. Someone may have said they are not. Be courteous and far-seeing, and give love first. There will be a trail of money. And if there is not, you have nevertheless had the richness of love. Beloveds, don't be without love, especially when you can have all of it, the giving and the receiving. Love is the engine that runs the car of life. Give your love the way stars shine their light.

Give love without hesitation. Give money without hesitation. Give joy without hesitation. Give everything without hesitation. This is how you reap love, love upon love, love undreamed of, love unsought but love demanding to give itself to you, love knocking down the doors in your heart, love flooding your blood stream and the circumference of the world.

Whatever your profession, you have a career in giving love, love expected and love unexpected. Love is not stingy. Love is generous. Love offers itself so cordially, so genially, so generously. Generous love is generated from the heart. It gallops. It leaves its dust everywhere. Love tramples all over itself, clickety-clop, clickety-clop, going in all directions, and, yet, the only direction there is to go in is the direction of love.


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HEAVEN #3324 A Comet of Love, December 31, 2009

God said:

You have been wandering for forty years in a desert of love. You thought you were in a desert. The desert was the abandonment of your own heart. You couldn't see that you were in an oasis of My love. Everything grows in My love. You grow in My love. It is good to know that. Right now you are growing in My love. If there is any desert to be seen, it is because you haven't been planting all the seeds of love I gave you and give to you now.

Get out of the desert mentality. Rescue your heart from dryness. Let it bloom in the sunshine of My heart. My heart shines in the sunshine of its own radiance, and it rains torrents of love. I give you all the dew of My heart. I give you My radiance. I give you a good start. And, now, beloveds, kindly finish what I have started. The motor is running. Hop in. Take a spin around the block with Me. Once you hop in to My chariot, you may not be able to leave. Not that you would ever want to, but, you know, old habits of non-love die hard. You may have become accustomed to a dry heart and long for the isolation you used to rest your heart on like a hard pillow.

Now I place a cushion under your heart of love. I make your heart comfortable. It can relax. It can know it is not giving up anything when it gives love. A mother bird does not give up anything when she gives her baby bird its breakfast. She would be unhappy not to feed her baby.

Let the love in your heart be your baby bird. Feed it. Display it. How beautiful it is. What a gift the baby bird of your heart is. And now you take the love in your heart out of its nest, and you teach it to fly. Say:

"Fly away, bird of love of my heart. Fly away to uncharted territory. You will find your way to God. The mist of your love rises right to God's Heart from which it came. Love returns to its Father or its Mother. Love returns. Love alights again and again. Fly away, bird of love. Fly away, butterfly of My heart."

And so the bird of love flies away, and, yet, at the same time, the bird of love sits on your shoulder. It departs, and it stays. Love spreads its wings, and you are happy. "This way, happiness," you say.

The way of love is a heartsong. Let your heart sing. Let your song enter the roadster of My love, and We go around the block, or We go around the world, or We go around the moon and stars and all the galaxies. We can do this at any moment of love. Rev the motor of love in your heart, and off We go.

I am sure you would like to take a spin with Me.

Start giving out love, and you will be escalated. You will find that you have been upgraded from roadster to helicopter. We will look over the land. Buoyed by giving your love, We will take off like a house afire. You will alight on the stars, meditate on the moon, warm your hands in the sun. You will swim through all the love you radiate, and how you will sing. You will give out love like a rocket. We will ride a rocket of love. Love will steer your course. Always, We fly together.

Beloveds, come fly with me on a comet of love. Step right in, and off We go.


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HEAVEN #3325 Dancing in the Streets, January 1, 2010

God said:

Baby New Year leaps over the moon and lands in a year of love. Happiness begins. Like a blanket of snow, love covers the Earth, and, in this way, the world is made holy. Dancers dance, and singers sing. Like a baby, the world makes bubbles and croons in happiness.

New happiness dawns over the Earth, Everything is held in readiness. You are ready. New Day, New Year, New World unfolding. It has arrived. All the waiting is over. Now is time to begin. Now is time to exult, for the world is exalted.

Strike up the band. All the Saints of Wonderment come marching in. A New World has been discovered. Before Our very eyes, it is here. There is the initial hush, and then the joy begins. See the sparkling. Hear the crackling of the old as it disappears. Hear the tumbling in of the new. Here comes a wondrous stream of love. The Earth is bathed in it. The Universe is swirled in it like the ribbon that crosses the breast of Baby New Year.

This is an auspicious New Year. This has been a long time coming. A new threshold has been reached. We have reached the height of the mountain top. The whole view is before Us. It is amazing. The world has turned onto love, and now there are showers of light illuminating all. This is a joyous occasion. Love has topped the world. Now the world, like an ice cream sundae, has a cherry on top.

Now is time for the reading of a proclamation. Here ye, here ye. A New Year is here. This New Year ushers in the New World that has been heralded. It is here now. Are you ready? Come right in. Step right up. God’s Light is free for the asking, and free for the taking, all yours.

This is the year of happiness. Hunger is assuaged. The thirst for love is filled. About time. There is enough everything for everyone. Greed has disappeared from Earth. There is no longer perceived need of it. There never was need of it. Misperception flaunted greed needlessly. Who needs greed when sharing multiplies, and there is more than enough for all? Who will squander anything when there is plenty and more on its way? Who would welcome selfishness when all faces are rosy and round?

Who counts blades of grass when front yards are filled with grass? Who considers separatism when there is Oneness prevailing, and peace is declared? Who yearns to be on a deserted island when there is dancing and there is laughter in the streets? Joy has overtaken the land.

Joy mounts a white horse and calls all to a meeting of love. It is on high this meeting. Everyone attends. All is inside. There is no outside. Inside and outside are the same. The white horse comes riding, riding, and kidnaps love and distributes it to all.

Love has been called, and love has answered. Drink your fill, and fill all the cups that are raised to make toasts for this splendid New Year. There is a torch of love passed from hand to hand, and the Earth is covered with the light of God. There is no semblance of darkness. Darkness no longer pretends to exist. Light is all, and all is light.

All sit at King Arthur’s round table. All imbibe love and are chivalrous. There is dancing in the streets. Look at you dance! Look at you whirl round and round. Listen to the cheers of dancing in the streets!


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HEAVEN #3321 Hello, Heart of Mine, December 28, 2009

God said:

Hello, Heart of Mine. Do you hear Me? I am calling to you. I shout My love from the mountain tops. I bend close and whisper in your ear. I sing and dance. I do everything I can think of so you know My Presence, so you know how close I am to you, so you know how much I want you to know and accept My love for you. I send you angels, lighted waves of My thought to get your attention. I catch you when you fall. You may think I let you drop, yet I caught you in mid-air and carried you, dearness of My heart.

If you died from your fall, still I carried you. If you died, you have a different perspective now. If you lived, also engage in a different perspective now.

Why not love Me? Why not love Me for Myself? Is it love that loves only for gain? Do you love Me one day and not another? Just love Me. Love Me true. Love Me when I give you the gifts you want. Love Me even when, to you, it seems I skipped over you. Love Me whether I bear gifts for you or seemingly not. At the same time, know that I am the Giver. I give and give, not in charity, but in love. I can do nothing else.

You can always make a case for neglect. Beloveds, you can see the leaves on the trees, or you can see where leaves have fallen. You can see any which way. In fact, you do. Sometimes you sniffle, and remind yourself of all the fallen leaves. Remind yourself of other things, beloveds. Remind yourself of love, and know the treasures I heaped up for you. Know them now. Don't wait. Know now.

There is an aspect of Me that is like Santa Claus, but there are other aspects of Me. Santa Claus is only one aspect. I love deeper than Santa Claus. I give deeper gifts. Do not think that I withhold. Beloveds, you see only part of the movie. There are movies within movies. Don't jump to conclusions.

You want one kind of movie when I send you another. You think you are watching a cliff-hanger. I send you a romance. You wanted an action movie. You wanted to see the ending before you gave the beginning a fair chance. There are episodes in movies. I am the Hero Who may not be seen on screen in certain scenes. You have to read between the lines. I am definitely behind the scenes. When I am on screen, you may be too busy looking at car chases to notice Me.

Notice Me, beloveds. Look for Me. Look for Me knowing that I am holding you close to My heart. You are the one who craves love without any strings. Love Me without strings, beloveds. Love Me. Love without setting up parameters. Give Me a break.

We are writing the script of a movie together. You look over My shoulder. We work together. Let Me tell you that on the deep levels, We concur. Nothing happens without your permission. I know you don't see it that way. You see that you win or lose according to the hand I cast you. You do not, beloveds, always know when you are winning.

Above all, don't lose Me in your awareness. Do not keep score, beloveds. Be not an auditor.

Be a receiver of love. Be a receiver of My love. Be a gracious receiver. Do not hold your hand out so eagerly. Just know that I am with you and that I hold you in My arms. Feel My love. My love will take you far. Your love will take you far. Love as if there were nothing else, and you will have arrived at Truth.

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HEAVEN #3322 Ready, Set, Go, December 29, 2009

God said:

Who is the joy of My heart? What being have I created who is not the joy of My heart? You have to know that you are the joy of My heart. You see Our relationship differently. I do not make you a penitent who must beg for favors, nor do I make you a repentant because of acts performed or not performed. I made you My child with all the blessings that a Father gives to His child. Know Me as your Father, beloveds, who receives great joy from you, even when you are, according to world terms, naughty.

You do not have to perform in a certain way in order to merit My blessings. I do not withhold blessings. Furthermore, it is with you that I send My blessings to the world. You are a blessing I send to give My blessings. Are you waiting for something? if so, what are you waiting for?

How do you bless? You bless by knowing you are blessed. Knowing that you are blessed, you know then that you are to share My blessings with all the world.

It is good to give to the people in your house. It is good to give to the people at your work. It is good to give to the people in your neighborhood. It is good to give. Give to one, and you give to all. Then, give to all. Give to those you like, and give to those you don't like. Give to those you know, and give to those you do not know. All My children are your brothers and sisters. Born from the same Heaven and Earth, My children are My crowning glory. Oh, yes, please, further My glory. I ask you to do this so that you may know joy.

There is no greater joy than your light shining on someone. Do you understand Me? Greater even than My light on you, is your light shining. That's it. Have My joy. Have all of My joy so that you may be the sun that shines. Why does the sun in the sky shine? It shines for Me. The sunlight falls on all, yet it is for Me that the sun shines.

You are in life in order to radiate My light. You never were on Earth for yourself, for you, beloveds, are My Self. You certainly are not alive on Earth in order to sell gloom. You are alive on Earth in order to share My wares. What are My wares, beloved, but love? Emit rays of My love, and how happy you will be. Sometimes I think you have got it backwards. Have you been waiting for light to shine on you? Have you been perhaps a little peeved not to have received what you had hoped for?.

End peeve, and start giving out all that you hoped to receive. It is overdue for you to see from a new angle.

I don't care who you think you are or what misdemeanors you may have committed. I have no miscreants. I have children. You are a seed of My love, and I planted you on Earth to shed My light, not grasp for it. When you see My light, accept it and pass it on to someone who seems to think he lacks My love.

Once you were like that. But now you know better. Now you know you know you are an Eternal Giver of My Light. So give it, beloveds. Shine it where there is already light, and shine it where it is dark. Be indiscriminate about where you share My light, for you are to shine it right where you happen to be. In the midst of My light, shine it. In perceived dark, shine My light. Look not for the perfect place nor the perfect time, for the place is where you stand right now, and the time is right now. Ready, set, go.

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HEAVEN #3323 An Occasion for Love, December 30, 2009

God said:

Isn't it nice to be aware that I am the Receiver of your love? No matter where you send your love, I pick it up. It is My love that I pick up from you. My love finds its way back to Me. All is My love, and all is returned to Me. Even though My love has never been away, it is returned. All My love, I give to you. And all My love, I keep for you, and all My love, you send off to Me. It has always been so.

You are the UPS deliverer of My love. The difference is that a UPS man has a time when he has finished delivering all the packages that are in his truck. Not you, beloveds. Not you. You never finish. You are unable to empty the truck of your heart of all the love therein.

You may squeeze the love in your heart and hold it back. If that is your battle, you can never win. Unused love is stored love, and Our love is stored in your heart. No matter how wizened your love, no matter how repressed, no matter how firm the set of your heart's lips, love has to vacate and sow itself over the field of life.

Sow your love directly to Me, and My love stored in your heart will burst forth. The dam will open. You will have struck oil! A wizened heart of love will become a remarkable find. Love has been discovered, and it has been discovered in an island of your heart.

Perhaps your heart has been like an iceberg. If so, that iceberg is breaking up. It is melting into the Ocean of Love that I AM. Hearts cannot freeze for long. Love will break out of jail. Let it go now. Let there be a flood of love issuing from your heart. Let it roar. Get on with it. You have love to give.

Give the love stored in your heart its debut. Open the gates. Love has been held back long enough.

Perhaps you think there has not been an occasion for love. In that case, make an occasion. Ah, yes, today is the occasion. Innocently strew your love. How happy it will be to be set free.

Have you perhaps jailed your love and made yourself a warden of it? Parole your love. You did not parole your love due to rules you made up from your own limited understanding of love. You locked down your love. You told it to sit. You put it in solitary. You did not even give it bread and water. You made the love in your heart lie low. You made it a watch dog and told it to sit. Therefore, the love in your heart lay in wait. You threw away its key, and waited for someone else to come with a key to your heart. You are key-master, beloveds. There is no one else to do your allotted task for you.

You wait for naught.

Beloveds, at this very moment, oil the hinges of your heart. Take the doors off. Let your love go. You are Moses, and you are the Pharoah. You are Moses who asks the Pharoah of your heart: "Let My love go." Wear down the Pharoah of your heart, and he will say: "Let your love go free."

No forty years of wandering for your heart. Your heart starts moving now. It is looking for the Holy Land. It is looking to return to where it began. Come, I accept your love that is now on its way to Me through one route or another.

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HEAVEN #3316 Knowing Our Connection, December 23, 2009

God said:

O, beloveds, for what do you worry when We have Our blessed connection? You do not even have to concern yourself about being connected to Me, for there is not a moment when you are not. You do not have to have concern yourself about communicating with Me or any worship of Me, for there is not a moment that We are away from worship of Our One Self. Adoration is Our Name.

As you do not have concern about breathing, have no concern about Our speaking or listening. The radio is turned on, and there is no turning off this radio, beloveds. Our ear phones are in, and Our One Voice speaks as if it were two or three or more. There is no off-button. We are only on.

If one day you do not consciously listen or formally speak with the God of Yourself, it does not matter. We are inevitably tuned in. If We are played in the background only, still We are played, and still We are heard, just not focused on, but spoken and heard nonetheless.

Of course, it is very nice when We set aside some moments and listen without diversion, just listen for the sound of Our Voice, the way we might focus on listening to an opera. We are immersed in it. We become the opera, as it were, and the opera within Us continues on the more silent levels even after the last note is played.

If one morning, you do not consciously speak to Me, it is all right, for I am always speaking to you.

If you are a Godwriter, put your pen on paper or your fingers on the computer regularly, and yet know that nothing is amiss if you miss listening for Me.. I do not give piano lessons, and I do not require a regular practice every day. I do, however, request a regular practice, beloveds. Is your heart willing? You are not afraid to listen to My Voice, are you? Do not hold resistance. My Voice is meant for you. It is meant to be a joy for you, one that you do not want to be without. Yet I am not a formal disciplinarian that you must follow. I AM a daily treat, like a chocolate bon-bon you pop into your mouth.

In My case, if you want to pop two or three chocolates into your mouth, please be My guest. I have all of you that I want, and I never have too much. Only don't refrain from Me. Do not put yourself on a diet when it comes to Me. Yes, you will gain. You will incessantly gain with a daily feast of Me, yet it is light you will gain and light-heartedness. I am never heavy. You can always digest Me very well. I go down your throat smoothly. I am a great lozenge. I am a great sweet taste without calories. There is no other like Me.

There is nothing for you to give up for Me, and yet please make a place for Me on your table. As a matter of fact, eat My words and thoughts first. Gobble Me up first thing, and then the sweet taste will last all through your day. You can never waste Me, yet, if you wait until everything else on your list is done before you taste My sweet nectar, if you do not drink of Me early in your day, in that sense, you have wasted Me. Not that I ever grow stale, you understand, yet why not, first thing in the morning, have Me straight from the cow. I am ready and at your service.


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HEAVEN #3315 The Ocean of God's Heart, December 22, 2009

God said:

I am not a secular God. I do not alight on some mountains and not others. Be as happy to share Me as you are to share with all guests you receive. Am I not the Guest, beloveds? Support Me in My love for all. Cheer Me on.

I am the Guest of your heart whether you open your door to Me or not. I am the tenant of your heart. What I am to you, I am to everyone. My children are all equal to Me. I Who love love. There is never a time I do not.

I love every tree in My orchard. I love every leaf. I love leaves fallen to the ground as well as fresh green sprouting leaves. I love. I know only how to love. I am not a God Who loves by whim or by doctrine. I do not assign some of My children to one place and others of My children to another. My love extends. It extends everywhere. It extends to you.

My words here extend to all. I bless the ones who read My words, and I bless the ones who do not read My words. I bless those who comprehend, and I bless those who do not comprehend. Blessed are My children. There are no corners to My world. My world is round, and I encompass all. My love reaches everywhere.

Little flowers root in a crevice of a stone and blossom there. If I can do that, can I not love all My children? Do you imagine that I only provide nourishment to some of My children and withhold it from others? Once and for all, am I not a God of Love? I am not tempermental. I do not toss coins. I do not pick a card. I do not change My mind. Nor do I change My heart.

What can a heart of love do but love? I am capable. Is there somewhere or someone whom I cannot love? If I were unable to love all, then I would not be a God of Love. I would be a God of intellect or something like that. Anything that is not love is less than love. I am not an inferior God. I am a God of Love. I do not stand on ceremony. I do not make a list of requirements.

A God of Love offers. He does not command. He does not give ultimatums. He does not say: "Or else." He does not say, "Do it My way, or you are off my A list." A God of Love offers free will, free choice. I am not a despot who makes demands that you must fulfill or get out. I am not a teacher in school who hands out grades.

You are responsible for your choices. I do not make them for you. Oh, well, once in a while I do. Once in a while I jump in and decide for you. But that is neither here nor there. You set your own course. This is your responsibility. I have no responsibility unless you call loving a responsibility. For Me, loving you is like water falling off a log. It is My joy.

I love. I love. I LOVE! I choose to love. I am incapable of anything else. I am not a God of intermittent love. I am a God full of love. I am bigger than the Ocean. I never dry up. Come to the Ocean of My Heart and know My love for you. Come now.

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HEAVEN #3313 A Circle of God Light, December 20, 2009

God said:

The One Truth you can know is love, and yet you only glimpse it. The one thing you can be sure of is My love. The one thing you can know without equivocation is My love for you. That is it. That is the list of what you can know with certainty. This you can depend on. In the wavering world, this, My love, you can count on.

Whatever may be going on in the world, My love is. It is never absent. In the midst of what you see as tragedy, My love is, and My love shines directly on you. My love is solidly on you and never diverts. My love is never absent-minded. My love stays. It never leaves.

It is to Me that you are married, and yet no vow is ever needed. My love for you is stamped on My heart and fills yours. You are love-filled, beloveds.

Nothing can be amiss. My love is firmly established. To say that My love is marked in stone is to say too little. My love is more like a mountain that rises forever. My love is like a circle of gold that cannot be broken. A gold circle of love is Our wedding ring. It can never be removed. Nothing, no one, can remove this ring of Our Oneness.

Our wedding ring is a circle of gold light. The sun shines on it. All the gold in the world is concentrated in this golden light that envelops Us, that holds Us, that lights Us up, that swallows Us, so personal and universal is Our love. It is inescapable. We are held in a thrall of love. In fact, there is nothing else that exists but this, Our immeasurable love.

All the rest is illusion. All the fears are illusion. All the tragedy is illusion. Nothing wrong can happen, beloveds, no matter how bad it may seem, because, in the course of Our love, nothing happens. Nothing at all happens.

We can consider relative life as a golf club that swings and propels the golf ball. Yet underneath the golf game is the turf. Underneath life in the world is a field of love that cannot be moved. It is untouched. No matter how many swings of the golf club, the turf is.

All the activity in the relative world amounts to a mountain of melting snow. The snowmen in the world were nothing but snowmen in the world. Where did they go?

My love is the bull’s eye. Nothing else is. My love is unvaried. It is invariable.

My love sits on your shoulder, as it were. Lock, stock, and barrel, My love has claimed your heart. The flag of My love reigns.

Love zings through life. It boomerangs. There are no arrows of My love. There is no Cupid. There is only My love. It does not pierce your heart. It is your heart. My love is your heart. Your heart is My love. There is nothing else. All else is fantasy.

Our Oneness of love is true. I am true. You are true. We are One, beloved. End of story. There is nothing more to say.

The Ocean of Love is I, and the Ocean of Love is you. The Ocean is everything. Ripples of the Ocean are only ripples of the Ocean.

Love is supreme, yet there is nothing for love to be supreme over, for love alone is.


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HEAVEN #3312 Beyond Impressions, December 19, 2009

God said:

Harmony of the heart is being in tune with Me. Harmony does not have to mean agreement. Harmony is more like peace. People can be opposed in their thoughts and opinions, and yet there is no opposition. There is acceptance. There is no need to change how anyone thinks. What does it matter if one calls the sky green and the grass blue?

Ways to think cannot be forced. No one can be made to think one way or another. It is not obligatory. Thoughts do change, yet they can change only of their own accord. Thoughts have a will of their own. You cannot by dint of will change even your own thoughts let alone someone else’s. Yet the day will come when your thoughts do change.

Thoughts resemble beliefs. You believe what you believe. No matter what the reward or punishment, you can only believe what you believe. You can act differently from what you believe. You can pretend to believe and not yet believe.

Yet it is good to have your thoughts and actions coincide. If you think to do a kind act, follow through on it. Do not let opportunities go by. Then you will not have regrets. A kind thought is good. A kind thought acted on is better.

By what means do thoughts change? You cannot make them change, yet thoughts change. Thoughts change when a light goes on. Your thoughts are based on your perceptions. How you think depends upon how you see.

Today you see the person in front of you as a friend. Tomorrow you may see him as a foe. Have you not experienced this or vice versa? The person before you is what you make of him. You paint your own picture with the brushes of your perception.

You may say that another’s person’s words, actions, or reactions are what you base your thoughts on. Beloveds, you base your thoughts on your interpretation of another’s words, actions, or reactions. You must know this is so. There may be someone you cannot tolerate, and someone else loves that person you cannot tolerate.

You may say that the person you don’t like shows himself in a different light to the one who loves him. That may well be so. And yet it is also possible that he gives the best of himself because the one who loves him sees him differently and treats him differently too.

Your interpretations are everything, beloveds.

This is true in nations as well. In one culture, a certain action is considered lovely. In another culture, it may be viewed as not lovely. If you see friendliness, odds are you will respond in friendliness. If you see aloofness, odds are you will be aloof also.

What else is there to say, beloveds, but that you think and act based upon your impressions. True or false, right or wrong, you respond to how you see.

Now you are coming to the point where you go beyond impressions. You come to the point where you come from, not where you surmise someone else to be, but from where you are.

You are not to spend your life bouncing off other people. If you must bounce, bounce off Me, beloveds. It will feel good, and you will be so gentle.

You will stand on a mountain top. You will be the mountain. What fuss will a mountain make of grass that grows at its feet. What will the mountain mind? What will it object to? What will it not love when it stands so tall above the madding crowd?


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HEAVEN #3311 The Sun Rises, December 18, 2009

God said:

When you wake up in the morning, you are like the sun just rising. It is automatic for you to rise out of bed. And, now, begin to think that you are rising in order for your light to shine on the day. With what alacrity will you rise? And imagine the alacrity with which the world will greet you.

The world has been waiting for you. You are the Second Coming, beloveds. You are here to brighten up the world. You are to raise yourself to great heights so that the world can rise with you. The world has to rise. It can rise only according to you. The world follows in your footsteps.

When you wake up in the morning, be like the sun rising over the horizon. Spread the rays of your heart wide. The dew of the grass will reflect your light.

Today, all during the day, look at everyone as a sun rising before you. Never mind clouds that might cover the sun before you. The sun of the person before you may be unaware of his own sunlight. Let him see his light in your eyes then. Let him be ennobled by your light shining on him.

You are a light that shines. That is My will, beloveds. Even as you are someone who has to go to work, perhaps take the subway, go to a job that you are tired of, that is where your light is to shine. Light up the subway by your own radiance. Light up your job by your very presence. Blazon your light, beloveds, so that others may see it and so that you yourself may see your own light in all its splendor.

Do not tell yourself that, as one person, you are incapable of lighting the world. You have sometimes let one person darken your world, haven't you? One person's expression or word has shrunk your heart. Is not light as powerful as the dark? Beloveds, light is more powerful. Your light is more powerful. If you think your light isn't exceedingly powerful, you have been kidding yourself.

Remember that you are a shiner of light. You are not a bearer of bad news. You are not someone who is to keep yourself or anyone or the world glued in place. You are to loosen the bonds that keep people in place. You are to free the world to its own possibilities. It is you who will make possibilities certainties.

The way to do this is for you to stop looking at your feet. Cease to look at things as they have been. Begin to look at the world as it is meant to be looked at. See the possibilities. There is an untraveled path before you. That is the path to take. Your step will be light. The path will be well-lighted. You will have lighted it. Before you know it, there will be no path under you. You who are light will be walking on light. The light you follow is your own light radiated before you. There will be no detouring from it, so clear will be the light that you are, so strong will be the signal you send.

Your path is well-lighted. Do not for one moment delude yourself that you are in darkness. Dark is merely a subterfuge. It is a scam. Even if you have previously bought into darkness a thousand times, today you buy into light, and know it is yours, and yours to shine so that you may see it and see all others warmed in the rising light that you are.

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God said:

You have too many thoughts, beloveds. They race through your head. They fill your head up. What do you want to fill your head with? Not so much of what's probably in there now.

Your mind sets a tone. It forecasts. Encourage your mind to forecast good weather.

Your mind has issued many warnings. Sometimes it is a wonder that you can get out of bed in the morning. How can you greet the day when so many of the thoughts you have filled your head with have filled your heart with worry?

Will you call to you the thoughts you relish and drop off the thoughts that keep you bound?

You may well have drawn conclusions. Because of disappointments that took place last year or yesterday, you tend to condemn yourself to more of the same. You say to yourself and perhaps to others: "Look, A, B, and C happened. That's what happened to me. I don't want more of that.." And so you live in the past.

Beloved Beloveds, do not doom yourself to unwanted fortune. Do you begin to see how it is important for you to get off the track you have been on?

Perhaps you are looking for work and not finding it. Must you think you are never going to find a job? Must you think that all doors are closed to you? Do you begin to see how you close the doors on yourself?

The way to keep the doors open is to let go of the past. You have to. History does not have to repeat yourself. You notice I said history repeats YOURself. Repeated history comes from repeated thoughts.

There are so many beautiful flowers in the world. For what reason would you focus on the weeds and the trouble they have caused you?

You talk about logic. If your thoughts predict the weather, it's logical for you to steer your thoughts in the direction you want to go.

Beckon work to you. Do not keep it away with predictions of difficulty.

When the three pigs set out to seek their fortune, they did not drag their feet. They went out with success foremost in mind. And so you, too, beloveds, will do well to step lively. Stop telling yourself the sad stories. Stop looking at figures and assailing yourself with all kinds of reasons why you can't have what you want. That's a way to cut yourself off at the pass.

What is so good about pessimism that you would choose it over optimism? Why would you convict yourself and tell yourself there is nothing you can do. There is plenty you can do. For one thing, you can stop telling yourself those dismal stories you have been telling yourself. Sometimes it seems that you have pounced on failure as if it were a prize.

A fisherman goes out to fish early one Saturday morning. What kind of a fisherman would tell himself that he isn't going to catch anything that day? If he does, he supports the premise he started out with. Well, he didn't catch anything last week. In fact, he tells himself that no one is catching fish this weekend. It is like he is telling the fish to stay away, and the fish obediently follow his wishes.

For how long would you put up with a friend who was a naysayer? Are you friend or foe? Befriend yourself. Be a good buddy. Encourage yourself. For Heaven's sakes, stop discouraging yourself.

When the sun sets that day, and you, the fisherman, haven't caught any fish, tomorrow is another day. Keep your spirits high. You are not a victim. Why would you cast yourself in that role?

Be a fisherman of what you desire. Set off singing a merry tune. Be like a coach who cheers his team on. Tell yourself a story worth listening to.

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God said:

As the moon reflects the light of the sun, so do you reflect the light of God. Who can say that it does not? The moon may be called the lesser light, yet can God’s light, wherever it shines, be less?

Certainly it seems so to you. You perceive many shadows , distortions that darken My light as it shimmers through the shades of the world. Beloveds, distortions are distortions. Any distortions of My light can only be the semblance of My light distorted. My light waves are My light waves. Knit them, crochet them, macramé them, and they are still My light, and My light is inalterable. Take away warp and the woof, and you have My light shining in all its original glory.

Twists and turns on a road are twists and turns on a road. The road is. The twists and turns of a path would not exist without a road for them to twist and turn on.

A rubber band wound around and around stays a rubber band. In its original form or not, it remains a rubber band. Whatever twisting it has had, it can be undone, and back to its original form.

My light in you may have its starts and stops, yet My light is inevitably My light, and so shall it forever shine. My light is not like the light of a match that lasts only so long and will go out.

My light is not temporal. My light is eternal, and it is infinite. It follows that My light in you is the same. Beloveds, would you argue that with Me?

If I sing a song, and you sing it too, is it not still My song that you are singing?

If you paint a painting of dawn’s early light, is the dawn not still my light portrayed across the world?

Are not the fingers of your hand intimately integral to your hand?

Your heart is not part Me, you understand. Your heart is all Mine. You are all Mine. When I bless you, are you not blessed by Me? Blessed by Me, are you not blessed by God? And if you are blessed, are not all the reflections of the light that is Mine blessed among men and blessed among women?

If you are My child, who is not My child? Is not every leaf and limb of a tree Mine? The fruit of My vine is Mine. You are Mine, and all are Mine. We are One, beloved, not twine.

All the threads that exist in a skein of yarn are inevitably the skein.

Each bite of one apple is a bite of the self-same apple.

Why is it so important to Me that you know your true relationship with Me and all who exist on Earth? You know that I Who AM Almighty doesn’t need anything added to Me. There is nothing to be added. But to your perception, there is much to be added. My Will is not for My advancement but for yours. Your advancement is in your awareness.

Beloveds, if you think you are a flashlight, how far will your light shine? When you recognize deeply that you are the Sun, will you not shine your light everywhere? This is what I want of you, to shine My light, beloveds, so you may know whose light you shine. Others need to recognize My light in you so that My light radiate equally from them. Through you to the world, My light shines. No matter through whom, it is My light that shines. There is no other, beloveds. Give up your resistance, and simply shine. Let go of those twists and turns. Unravel your love, and so may it be seen.

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HEAVEN #3305 In the Gold of the Sun, December 12, 2009

God said:

How would you like to have eyes that see beauty everywhere? If not beauty as beauty is known, something so touching that it becomes beautiful in your eyes. Seen with love, all is beautiful as you are to Me. A smoking chimney, a lone shoe, a dog barking.

If all that you see before you were a painting framed in gold and hung in a museum, would you not admire it?

We could say I am the Artist Who painted all that you see on Earth. All that I have painted is framed in the gold of the sun Many pass through the museum of life and see the beauty, and others pass through and have not eyes to see.

There is a mirror of love that you see yourself reflected in. Beloveds, it is yourself you see every time. When you see beautiful, or you see ugly, it is yourself you see. You would not make so much of it were it not yourself. It is yourself you find beautiful or ugly. Your emotions involved color what you see. To you, a mouse is not beautiful and you scream. To another, the mouse is a beloved pet. You are at the mercy only of what you make of what you see.

It is definitely understandable how you are up in arms about those who mistreat. You see with anger. I know even the concept of abuse is hard to take, yet, still, don't put your attention on the abuser.

"Do not put my attention on the abuser?" you say.

I say, "At least, do not rage against the rager."

Put your attention elsewhere. Put your attention on loving and caring for innocent animals, for instance. Outrage burns you up. Outrage is self-attack. Do not consider outrage virtuous.

When I say to send My blessings to the abuser, my words may fall upon deaf ears. Perhaps you appeal. Perhaps you ask Me, "How can I do that when I abhor the abuser?"

I say to you: If you must, abhor the abuser. At the same time, befriend the abuser. He is making a dreadful error, and yet he sees it differently from you. He can see only from where he sees.

You, too, can only see from where you see. How fortunate you are for the vaster view you have. And you know that there are more rungs higher up on the ladder that are there for you to climb to and see from. You can think differently. The abuser does not know this. You know this. How blessed you are.

You do not want to mentally beat up the bully any more than you would physically. It is you who sets the tone of your life, whether it is peace or outrage. If your life has the tone of peace, you have chosen it. If your life has the tone of outrage, you have chosen that too. The tone of your life is not foisted on you.

Only the powerless exact power over others, and they can only exact it over those more powerless than they. Unfortunate is the abuser who can not pick on someone his own size.

You do not have to pat an abuser on the head. Nor do you have to hurt him back by how you look at him. From whom do dirty looks come from? From whom does sense of superiority come from? Let them not come from you. When you see yourself lording over someone else, you lower yourself. You who can radiate compassion can at least not sneer.

It is not a question of your saving a hurter from himself. It is a question of your not abusing yourself with rank thoughts.

We make no excuses for the one who hurts others. He must not. It is not to be allowed. Nor are you allowed to hurt him back in your heart. You who would not perpetuate hurt must not hurt the hurter in your heart.

There is the possibility that the hurter serves you in your need to extol yourself. In life, beloveds, the hurter is at one end of the teeter-totter, and you are at the other. How connected you are. Get off the teeter-totter, beloveds, and raise your thoughts higher.

Beloveds, for you, to whom much is given, more is asked of you. Greater vision is asked of you.

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HEAVEN #3303 Like a Beautiful Stone, December 10, 2009

God said:

You see now how there is no traveling. Your body goes somewhere, and you accompany it, and yet you are established on Earth and in Heaven.

No matter the scenery, you are like a beautiful stone picked up in one place, and then laid down in another. The stone is the same stone.

Nothing has changed. You, however, feel you have been picked up and deposited somewhere, and you see this as a difficulty. You are in a dream just the same. You are not a stranger. You are resident of where you have always been. Only you think you are somewhere else. You have always been in Eternity. You are the Infinite of the Eternal.

You are the sun who seemingly travels, yet it is the Earth that turns its face to the sun.

Another location appears, and you are situated in My heart all the while. Established in My heart, you cannot be established anywhere but in My heart. My heart is the Eternal and Infinite, and you are right with Me.

"Abide with Me" is only an expression, for you abide nowhere else. I might as well say: "Come, stay where you already are and cannot leave."

Beloveds, the sentient world you live in is obvious whereas the spiritual land you live in, where you really live, is seemingly obscured.

Yet, nothing is obscured. You live on an even plane which in a moment of stillness is much like a drop of dew. The drop is pending. It is poised. It is always pending in the hush of My breath. You and life are like dewdrops, full, rich, luminous, suspended in air, ready to drop yet not quite ready, getting fuller, expanding, ever-expanding, ever pending.

The moment is now.

You approach yourself. You sidle up to yourself and you say: "Who are you? What are you doing here? Where do you come from? Where are you going tonight?"

Your True Self laughs and answers yourself: "Where I am every night is with God. And where I am every day is with God."

A mountain appears to rise in the sky, and the mountain asks itself: "Who is it who is rising in the sky? Or is the sky coming to me? Am I the sky as well as the mountain?: Does the sky like me? Does it embrace me? Are the sky and I related to each other? Or are we the same? Are we illusions of the same?"

The mountain further asks:

"And what are these beings called human beings who climb me to reach the summit of the sun, and what happens then? Why do these beings peer over the edge of the world which has no edge but that they think so.

"The Earth is round, and I am a mountain peak perched on that roundness. Seemingly I cannot scamper, so beings scamper to my place. Did I call to the beings or did they call to me. And if they sang, what song did they sing? How did I hear, and how did I answer? Did I ever cease to answer?

"I am the mountain people climb up, and I am the mountain people climb down. I am inevitably the mountain, and you who climb me are inevitably beings who climb great heights.

"And I am the sky who appears to myself. The sky is my backdrop upon which I appear. All is a backdrop, and all human beings explore.

"We all are immersed in each other. We are lost and found within us. We pursue ourselves to what end? To no end at all, for all is the dewdrop ready to drop incapable of going anywhere because there is no place to go, only ever onward and nowhere. Established in this moment of suspension, there is a hush, and we are that hush as well.

"We hold hands in a mirage, yet, within this mirage lies wholeness, and there are no parts.

"We are secured in the heart of God who is also within us, outside us, and forever nowhere but everywhere with no beginning and no end, no past, no future, only this moment.

"Who is this being who scales me? I, the mountain am also being. In the clouds or in a camera shot, I am being, and being is mighty. Who I am, you are, and where we are, we are not, for we are a simple exhale of God recreating Himself in the form of us.

"Creation creates. It scales and it downscales, and ever soars. Right now we are complete even as we try to complete our already complete ourselves."
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HEAVEN #3301 Make Way for Angels, December 8, 2009

God said:

You are on a journey, one step after the other. You can see no further than the step you take now. You can, of course, look over your shoulder, but why? Is someone or something chasing after you, and are you fleeing? You need neither hold on tight to nor flee what's in back of you, but you can go forward. You can move ahead with exhilaration. You can leap from one tall building to another. You will land. Always you land,, sometimes on your feet and sometimes on your bottom. In either case, you then get up and take another step, and yet another.

There are so many marvelous possibilities before you. Possibilities are possibilities because they are not certainties. Possibilities are open. Certainties are closed. Yet you crave certainty, even when, if you had it, you would soon tire of it. There is no need to be certain. Do not require it. You have only to be you wherever your foot steps next. And life has to be life no matter what it turns up, and you do not need to be agitated.

There is nothing that has to be anything but what it is.

Ah, how you would like to change life and have it abide by your rules. How aggrieved you might be then if you could really call the shots. What havoc there could be then. How might you then wish you had left life alone and not commandeered it.

The uncertainty of relative life gives you all the wondrous possibilities. It is even possible that today you soar. Today is enough. Today will offer you treasures, and tomorrow might take them away, and, so, life has its say, and yet your life is yours. Well, whose else's would your life be when your name is on it.

A whole lot of attention is put on dying. You and the world sometimes think of nothing else. There are whole industries surrounding the exit of life in the body. There are buildings built to house ill and dying bodies. There are funeral homes made for those who are newly dead, and later tombstones to top their remains. Sometimes the world doesn't know which is better or which is worse, living or dying, nor do you. Fear hovers around both living and dying.. Let go of fear, beloveds, and make way for angels.

We can say that in life you are plowing a field. And one day you put the plow down.

We can say that in life, you ride a bicycle, and when you reach where you were going, you put your bike down.

We can say that, in life, you ride a train, and then there is a stop where you get off.

What can really happen in life or in death when there is no death? Nor is life the real story either. Fear is a detour, beloveds. Stay on the main road.

The luggage you carry is only luggage. Whatever the luggage appears to be, it is only luggage. A cardboard box or designer luggage can only carry possessions, and you carry the luggage. Without luggage, you can also traipse all over the world. Let your journey be a jaunt. Your whole lifetime is only a jaunt. It is not the most serious thing in the world, yet how seriously this little walk in the world is taken.

Your life is a walk in the woods. Your whole physical life is compressed into an afternoon, and you are let loose into Eternity where you have always been, and you are as free as a bird which is your natural state. You are free, beloveds. You are free to soar right now as I talk to you and pull you closer to My heart.

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HEAVEN #3300 Does the Bluebird Take Credit for His Singing?, December 7, 2009

God said:

I am sorry to tell you that pride is another name for ego. To take joy is not the same as ego. Being glad is not necessarily the same as ego.

It is, of course, a good thing to take pride in your family and country, and it is a good thing to value other families and countries as well. Take pride in your country, and take pride in all other countries.

It is a good thing to be glad of a job well-done. Value your work, and value the work of all others. That work which you consider lowly serves you. The one who kneels to shine another's shoes is no less than the one whose shoes are being shined. All are servants. Value everyone.

Does the bluebird take credit for his singing? Bluebirds simply do what bluebirds do. The bluebird says: "I sing to glorify the world, and not myself. I do not hold myself above even one other. I sing my song, and all others sing their song. I can only sing mine. Another can only sing his." Of course, the bluebird does not really think this. The bluebird really just sings for the glory of singing. How happy is a bluebird to be alive at this moment of the awakening sun.

It could be said that I gave to you right-handedness and to another, I gave left-handedness. Who is it that says one hand is loftier than another?

I gave someone the talent to be a comedian, and I gave to another the ability to laugh. How integral each is to the other.

To one I gave the ability to paint, and another cleans the brushes. The world values the painter more than the one who cleans the brushes. Of course, the world does not see as I do see. How do you see, beloveds?

The value of the painter is that he loves to paint and share his vision. He is doing what he loves to do. The one who washes the brushes may not be doing what he loves to do, and yet he too serves the painting.

You might say that the painter is luckier than the one who cleans the brushes, or you might say that the painter sought more than the cleaner of the brushes, and yet each is blessed with good fortune.

I created One Universe called Earth. It is One Universe. The one who paints and the one who cleans are two who fulfill their role in the Wholeness.

You may not know all you are contributing, and you may not know all that another is contributing, yet each contributes his significance to the Whole. Have awareness that each player in life has his importance. It is for you take pride in life itself, and perhaps less to the role you play.

Here's the thing, beloved. When you truly know your merit and the merit that lies in the world, you will have humility. You will not feel that it is urgent that you receive love and favor. When you know that you are paramount to Creation, what need would there be for you have to prove it to yourself or anyone?

All are blessed. I do not give My blessings more to one and less to another. I know it seems in the world that there are those who are blessed with greater good fortune than others. Know, once and for all, that all My love for you and others is My love, and My blessings are My blessings. You are equally loved. My heart loves. I love you. I love you. I love you. Under all circumstances, I love you. You are loved. I honor you, and I ask you to honor all.


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HEAVEN #3299 God Favors the Truth of You, December 6, 2009

God said:

Ego comes in many costumes and keeps manufacturing new ones. Ego thinks creatively, I will give it that. And yet ego doesn't change its colors nor does it show its true colors. .

I will go so far as to say that anything that is not from love is ego. What in the world is not ego unless it is love?

Fear is ego taken aback. Loss and gain are ego presumptions. Embarrassment. Shame. Envy. Selfishness. Blame. You know them well. Perhaps ego appears when you think there is something you have to hold onto. Perhaps even success is ego-based.

You have a long list of fault-finding. I hear you say that fault exists, that you didn't make the fault appear. You just point it out. You just want to correct the other person in his best interest. You believe you're doing him a favor. Beloveds, the concept of raising someone to your level may also be ego-based. The Great Ones did not look to see fault. Who wants to look at fault? Without finding fault, you wouldn't try to improve the one sitting across from you.. You wouldn't try to capture him and make him what you set out to.

Notice that I said the concept of raising someone to your perceived level is ego-based. I did not say the actual uplifting of another is ego-based. And yet people can only raise themselves. By effort, there isn't much you can do.

Even despair and depression are ego-based. Reacting is ego-based. Let Me say that again. When you react, when you combat, ego is having a good time at your expense. Ego is quick to take offense and slow to finish. And ego likes to have the last laugh. Ego is a great pretender. He's got you fooled.

One premise that you have bought from ego is the idea that you need to be saved. I will tell you that there is nothing for you to be saved from, well, except for the bogeyman! Even your depreciation of yourself is ego having a good laugh at your expense.

Ego is such a con-artist.

Love fills. Ego empties.

Love is spontaneous. It is like an emission. Ego is well-calculated. It calculates itself. It is like a snake. Who do you think the serpent in the Bible was but beguiling ego? Ego slinks in, pretending humility and your defense Ego likes to think of himself as a good guy who is only looking out for you. Ego likes to think that, yet ego is raising its own flag.

Ego will zap you. Any victory of ego is short-lived, yet ego thinks of itself as established. Ego puts a foot on your chest and keeps you down.

Ego doesn't exist, beloveds. Ego is a made-up guy. You have made him up.

Of course I do not favor ego's guises. I favor love. I favor the Truth of you. I favor the authentic.

Notice that I do not have any of ego's arsenal in My possession. I possess nothing but love, and I don't really possess that either for I keep giving it away, and yet more always comes back. It is inevitable that I give love and that it is returned.. Wherever there is love, I AM. And there is no awayness from love, beloveds.

You love that which loves and bolsters you, You don't like that which seems not to love and bolster you. You don't need bolstering. That's an idea you bought. What you need is to give love.

No longer adore and safeguard your ego. Beloveds, you have bigger fish to fry.


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HEAVEN #3298 The Confluence of Love, December 5, 2009

God said:

I long for you to celebrate your life. What a novel idea! You may already celebrate the day of your birth, but what about your life altogether? What about celebrating the existence of life, a celebration of the day of the Earth's birth as well as your own?

Is not My creativity superb? I understand you see creation as complex. You keep wanting to narrow it down through analysis of it and pin the tail on the donkey, as it were.

Yet creation is simple, not complex. When I exhaled, everything fell into place. It is like I threw thoughts of creation into the air like confetti, and everything fell to the ground perfectly. Creation revealed itself as a perfect concordance just the way notes of music align themselves and create a beauty never exactly known before. Creation is creation, beloveds.

Just like you, I had a thought, and then creation arose. I had a thought of you, and you arose. You have a thought of going to the store, and then you go to the store.

I had a thought of a beautiful world. I was the first to have the concept of world. A world had not been thought of before. In the beginning there was a Word, and the Word was God. And God thought of another word, and the word was World. Which came first, the word or the world?

I celebrated the confluence of love made into form. I celebrate it still. Every day I celebrate the birth of existence and the birth of you. If you could only know the depth of the breath that you arose from quite spontaneously. I had a thought, yet I did not think a thought. I was in love. Only love could create you, a manifestation of My love. From love, love arose. It is like I dipped my hand into a treasure chest, and pulled out you. I was not surprised. I knew you were going to arise. I did not have to lay out plans and diagrams. You were not thought out. You burst from My love just the way the sun, moon, and stars came into being through My boundless love. You had to be, just as the galaxies have to be. Magnificence burst out of My heart, and it could only be you.

There is a tendency for My children to not appreciate themselves. There is a tendency for My children to find themselves unacceptable. Can you imagine this? Can you imagine that the blossom of My heart would not be a flower of great worth? Yet it seems that you imagine this every day.

You are worthwhile, beloveds, and you are worth My while. I love My creation, and I love you who are My love. Of course, I do not separate Myself from you who are My very thought. You are a word I spoke, and I speak it still.

Language is an interesting concept. You are learning the language of love. You are finding out about it, and you are exclaiming it. Hand in hand with love you go. Hand in hand with My heart, you explore your heart. Therefore, you are exploring My heart. Whatever I AM, you ARE. Explore yourselves, beloveds, and never again deplore yourself.

I ask you to know your Greatness and therefore Mine. I ask you to unburden yourself of old-fashioned unproductive ideas. I ask you to leap into My arms of love. Know how much I love you, and know how much you are worth and worth My love. No longer digress from love of self to self-disparagement. You know you have been bitterly discounting yourself, therefore creation, therefore life, therefore, in a roundabout way, Me. Therefore you have been asleep when you can be awake.

Let no discouraging word pass your heart or lips again. Start celebrating now.

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HEAVEN #3297 A Moving Picture of Love, December 4, 2009

God said:

How I love you. How dear to Me are you. Every thread of you exhilarates My heart. You are the song of My heart. Yes, you are.

Consider the joy that My awareness of you gives to Me. It is good for you to appreciate Me, beloveds, yet you are never in debt to Me. What I mean is that My all-encompassing love for you is independent of you. Your actions do not cause My love, nor do your actions makes My love pause for even one moment. You are the not the cause of My love. My love is the cause of you!

There is no cause, yet, nevertheless, it is from My love that you arose. Love birthed love, for what else can love do? Waves naturally arise from the Ocean.

When there is no cause for love, no need for a cause, no reason for a cause, there is also no reason for love to pause and take note of itself. There is no interruption to love. Love once started, does not stop. There is a momentum to love. It is self-engendering. Love is like a flutter wheel in perpetual motion. Love flows and flows, and yet love is independent of action, for love perpetuates itself.

Love is not really a topic for discussion, yet how I love to talk about love and My Eternal Love for you. What else could I possibly want to talk about? What more is there to talk about when love, and only love, exists.

Love wanted to see what it looked like. Love wanted to dance itself, make rhythm, become apparent. Love fell in love with itself, and so life on Earth began, and you manifested as a burst of love. From an even plane of love, mountains and oceans developed themselves. How brilliant is love revealed, love manifested from the Unmanifest. Unending love came from no beginning, and yet is as endless as it was beginningless.

We could say that I distributed love. I made a moving picture of love. I made billboards of love. I made nothing but love, and yet love already was so how did I make it?. Did I doodle it? Did I paint it? Did I draw it across the Universe like a blanket? Did I announce love to itself. What did I do? I breathed in love, and I breathed love out.

I exclaimed you love, and I have never finished exclaiming. I am exclaiming you still. I exclaim My love for you, and I am in love of My love for you. I am in love.

I am in love with every essence of My love that spills over and makes a world incumbent of love expressing itself. Love loves itself and yet has no self-consciousness. Love does not announce itself. And so it is you who describes love and demonstrates love indescribable and undemonstratable.

A Garden of Love planted itself. It sprouted. Love is self-grown. Love is self-made. And you who are made of love seek love. You seek for love to be known. There is nothing else to seek, beloveds. You sow love, and you love to see love sown.

And yet you do not love simply to introduce love to the world. You love because there is simply nothing else to do but love in a world that thinks it needs proof of love even when love needs no proving. You, who are love, keep trying to find evidence of it, when, beloveds, when all is said and done, there never is anything but love anyway. You, beloveds, are proof of My love. Whatever your mind may tell you, you are My love indisputable.

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HEAVEN #3296 Bamboo, Dandelions, and Roses, December 3, 2009

God said:

You can view your heart like bamboo that grows fast and renews itself. And how do things grow, beloveds? They grow upward. Bamboo has roots, yet it is always growing upward toward the sun. What posture bamboo has. Its branches help it to keep its balance. What a brush stroke each leaf is. Each leaf is a brush stroke that paints itself. Look at how each leaf turns this way and that. Look at the varying shades of green.

How admirable is bamboo. How admirable is every growing thing. How admirable is a dandelion who digs its roots deep and reaches high. Its yellow face turns to the sun to catch every ray of its counterpart, the sun. We can say that the dandelion basks in the sun. Bamboo basks in the sun. Everything that grows basks in the sun, the yellow sun that gives itself to all and makes all mighty in its radiance.

Consider the fair rose that also basks in the sun. Does the sun love the rose more because of its beauty touted in the world? The sun discerns beauty everywhere in every growing thing. As each flower reaches high toward the sun, it also bows its head to the sun at the same time.

Bamboo, dandelions, and roses nourished by the sun accept the sun's rays and flourish. There is enough sun for all. Who is more devoted, the plants that grow, or the sun? There is no more or less. There is simply the splendor of love fully given and fully accepted.

We can say that the sun is at one end of the seesaw, and the plants that grow on the other end. How they balance each other. How they enjoy. This is no performance, beloveds, yet how you love to watch this love of nature, in love with itself, and everything is itself. This is no act at all, and yet it is an eternal act of love, playing and interplaying, love in love with itself, not even knowing who is who or what is what. The growing things splash in the rays of the sun, as it were, and good fun is had by all.

And you too play in the sun, and yet sometimes you forget it. You go out in the sun and yet do not give it the time of day. It shines on you, and often you forget to look up. As you rise in the morning, the sun is rising with you. The sun never fails to shine on you, and yet you do not always look up, nor do you give reverence to the sun that reverences you. I am talking literally about the yellow sun in the sky. Perhaps today you will remember the sun. It is much more than a beach ball, the sun that shines its light on you. Nod to the sun every now and then.

Regardless, you absorb its rays. A little recognition is in order. The sun that bows to you is higher in the physical plane, and yet you and the sun stand on equal footing. The sun is a light in the sky that tosses its light all over the Earth, and you are a light on Earth that also lights up the Earth and all that live on it. That you are the light of the world is not an empty statement, beloveds. You are the light of the world. You, who are the light of world, are also the light of My heart. Shine on, beloveds. Shine on. Light reflects, and it exchanges itself until no one knows whose light is Whose and what does it matter when all is light and nothing but light.

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HEAVEN #3295 An Ocean Wave Knows It Is Beautiful, December 2, 2009

God said:

It seems to Me that I often have to pull you out of the doldrums, isn't that so? Sometimes you go on in life despite life, so it seems. You may see life as out to get you, not a foe exactly, but perhaps a trickster. Life does indeed hold surprises for you. Will you consider being enchanted with life?

You know, beloveds, life is what it is. Let life go its way, and you go Mine.

You may feel like life's pawn, but you are waves of the Ocean. Ocean waves stay heartened whether they are cresting or not. Whether the wave swells high or becomes a ripple, what does the wave care? It is a wave, and it knows it is beautiful.

Would that you could know, really know, how beautiful you are, how beautiful you are, with or without accoutrements.

You are the apple of My eye. That has to count for something. It's not nothing that I AM and that you are the fruit of My vine.

When a mountain climber goes to climb the highest mountain, he is not disheartened because the mountain is steep. He loves to climb.

Would that you would feel that way about life. I ask you not to be afraid of it. I ask you to befriend life, help it along, be its shining star.

Welcome life in all its colors. Walk straight and go around the bends. And if there are puddles, why, splash in them. Be the little child.

When you go on a picnic, and it rains, still you went on a picnic. What matters if it rains when you had the joy of going on a picnic? Now you pack up and get out of the rain. That doesn't have to hamper life. Life is still good, beloveds.

We come back to not taking life personally. Life is not out to get you. Life is out to bless you. Life is here for you. Life is a great gift I gave to you, and I ask you to befriend life through thick and thin and be loyal to it.

If life were a runner who runs races, and doesn't always win, does that mean you would turn your back on life? Are you only loyal to winners? What kind of loyalty is that? This is a deep question I ask you.

It seems to Me that life doesn't give up on you.

Consider life a puppy who nudges you and wants to play. Sometimes the puppy gets rambunctious, and sometimes the puppy sleeps in your lap. All the time, a puppy is just being a puppy. Let life steal your heart the way a puppy does. Your love for the puppy isn't based on what the puppy does. You love a puppy because you love. Even when the puppy chews your shoe, your love for the puppy continues. Even when the puppy ruins your carpet, after a few protests, you take it in your stride and forget about it. You love your puppy when he is an angel, and you love your puppy when he is a rascal.

Think of what a life it is with puppies and kittens in it.

Think of what a life it is with you in it. Think of it, beloveds, you have life. Life! Is there anything like it? What other opportunity equals life? What else has such dimensions in a field of dimensionlessness? What else is such a continuum. And what part do you play in it? Cast yourself, beloved. Take the role you want and run with it. Accompany life. Be its lifelong partner.

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