HEAVEN LETTERS

HEAVEN #3294 Get Used to Happiness, December 1, 2009

God said:

Happiness in the relative world is a habit. Unhappiness is as well. It is a habit of mind, a habit of thought. Habits can be recreated.

Unhappiness is not a state of Being, beloveds. Unhappiness is utterly opposed to Being, beloveds.

Consider unhappiness a habit like nail-biting. You can stop biting your nails. In the same way, you can stop telling yourself that you are unhappy. Sense of unhappiness is an aberration. You don't need it.

This is not a question of talking yourself into happiness. Once you stop feeling unhappy, happiness will take over. I mean happiness as an evenness. Happiness will just be there. It won't be overtaken by or covered up with unhappiness any longer.

When something untoward happens, it makes you unhappy, troubled, worried. At the time, that seems to be the only way to feel. But who says so? Who says an event has to take away your state of Being called happiness? Perhaps you have thought of happiness as being overjoyed. You don't have to be overjoyed in order to be happy. Plain old steady happiness is good enough. It is very good indeed.

Notice your joy. Put the attention on it that you used to put on unhappiness. Haven't you turned unhappiness every which way? Haven't you dissected it and given all the reasons why you can only feel unhappy? And yet later happiness returns, even when the seeming cause of unhappiness hasn't gone away.

Beloveds, get used to happiness, nice easy happiness that stays with you like a loyal friend who stands beside you even in trouble. If you lose your money, your friend stays with you. Your friend doesn't come and go. Your friend has declared his friendship, and so it is. No matter what, your friend stays with you.

Cannot happiness be such a friend?

I am telling you that happiness can be such a loyal friend. It's you who forgets your friend happiness. You must think you can't have him. Happiness is perfectly happy to stay with you.

Yet you say, "How can I possibly be happy when I lost my job, I lost my house."

I say you can be happy when you have lost your job and you have lost your house. It's easy. All you have to do is think of what you have and what you can do and what you will find.

It really really isn't what happens that makes you unhappy. It is what you tell yourself that what has happened means. You interpret in a way that can only make you bring unhappiness front row center.

Losing your job is one thing. Maybe you didn't want it anyway. Nevertheless, the fact that you no longer have your job doesn't mean all the other things you may think it means. It doesn't mean you will never find another. It doesn't mean you are a failure. Even if you were fired, it doesn't mean you're a failure. What have you failed, beloveds? You can't fail life. You're not infallible, yet you cannot fail life.

Stick with the words. Stick with the facts. You lost your job. You don't have it anymore. That's all you know. That's all it means.

If your house has been foreclosed, your house has been foreclosed. Now you will lay your head down somewhere else to sleep.

A lot of what distresses you is ego-related, beloveds. It is status.

What if, to the world, losing your house, your job, was a desirable thing, how might you feel then? If it were desirable, everybody would want to be in your shoes. What if such loss made you like a star, how unhappy would you feel then?

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HEAVEN #3293 The Blessed Secret of the Heart, November 30, 2009

God said:

You are living in a body. You may see that as not much of a tribute. You may see yourself as stuck in a body, and not see much promise in yourself, and, yet, you are My promise. You are the promise I made to Myself.

Where do beautiful flowers come from, beloveds? They arise from dirt. They peek their heads out of the rich soil from which they come. Roses come from the soil. Carnations do. Amaryllis do. Tell Me, beloveds, what beautific flower does not come from the soil of Earth?

No matter your opinion of yourself, greatness can issue from a seeming mere body. Greatness has. Greatness does. You have seen it. You have felt it. Certainly, more goes on in life than the functions of the body.

There is more going on in the mind than intellect. No matter whose mind, there is more going on than mental activity. Great thought reaches beyond the mind. Of course, it does. The mind cannot even conceive its own greatness.

And, ah, yes, there is the heart, the beautiful heart that thumps in your chest. This is the most beautiful rose of all. And yet there is more than the heart, no matter how it distinguishes itself. The heart reaches beyond the mind, and the heart reaches beyond itself. That is the blessed secret of the heart. It flies far. It reaches high.

And then there is this We call soul. Heart and soul are words often said together. There is also something called Over Soul. The soul overrides everything. Silent, unseen, it is a mighty mist that rises.

I say your heart is Mine. I say you are Mine, heart and soul. Certainly, you are Mine. We don't have to delve into that, for Wholeness isn't something we want to take apart. You know Our Oneness better without analysis of it.

From My children of the soil comes amazing poetry, poetry which is like the nectar of the Gods. And there is more. Imagine, from My children of the soil comes love which issues from the rose of your heart, My heart. What music comes from My children! What art! What beauty this is that transcends far beyond what is commonly seen as human existence.

Acts of courage spring up from seeming bodies. From the same soil comes bravery and cowardice. There isn't anything that cannot come from the soil, beloveds, from the rich soil of you.

You came to Earth seeded, beloveds. You might well name the seeds DNA. You might call the seeds talents. There is not one of you who is not a garden ready to bloom. Beloveds, you have all inherited Me.

It is given that you are not yet aware of all that you have inherited. You have perhaps seen a thimbleful.

I created you, beloveds. I created you and sent you off on the journey of a lifetime. I sent you off as My reward to Myself. I wanted to do something good and beautiful. I planted seeds of love in the world so I could watch them grow and spread over what some might call a desert. Where there is dry land, it is for you to make oases so that all may go to the well to drink. Where there are no flowers, it is for you to plant them so that all may see. Where there may be dryness of heart, it is for you to restore all other hearts with yours.

I gave you a garden to play in, beloveds. Play nicely with your friends. And remember to share. It is really a natural thing to share. That's what your heart is for, and that's what your heart likes to do, and, from your heart, others also know My blessings
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HEAVEN #3292 Be a Fisherman of What You Desire, November 29, 2009

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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HEAVEN #3291 Now, Beloveds, Now, November 28, 2009

God said:

When you see through My eyes, you will see beauty beyond that which you have ever seen or imagined. You would be dazzled, beloveds. At the same time, you would wonder why you didn't see all this beauty before. You will not understand how you could have passed by what was shining right before you. You will shake your head at the thought of what you could have seen yet did not. You will call yourself a knucklehead. You will shake your head long after you have run out of names to call yourself.

The point is that once you were blind, and now you can see. No matter what, this is cause for rejoicing and not for regret.

Beloveds, you will see beauty left and right. You will see beauty where you did not see beauty before. In darkness, beloveds, you will see beauty as never before. Now is the beauty, and now the beauty is yours.

Someone might say you were purified so you could see. I would say that you simply stepped onto a higher step. That doesn't take purification. It just takes moving your legs up one more step. It takes no more purification than it takes you to walk. What you have to do to reach a higher step is simple to walk up one more step..

Nothing has to hold you back. Certainly don't keep telling yourself that you have to wait. Look, I am telling you that you already have all the ingredients necessary. When you want a kite to fly, all you have to do is to let it go.

Beloveds, I am telling you that I am right outside your window. I am also telling you that I am right in your house. I am at your fingertips. I am within you. Where I AM, how then can beauty be not? Inasmuch as I am everywhere, then where is beauty not?

What makes you say you do not see Me and all the beauty of Creation because you are not yet ready? What makes you say that as an excuse. It has to be an excuse because I say you are ready! I say there is no limitation, and yet you surround yourself with limitation.

Beloveds, what makes you so ready to see fear and dread and ugliness? Why, you can spot fear a mile a way. And, yet, beauty that is right before you, sometimes you cannot see.

In a way, the situation you are in is the opposite of the emperor who wore no clothes. You are the emperor in a land of vast beauty, and you do not see it. It seems to you that no one sees it, not really.

You know that you have sometimes put down a glass of water or juice or milk, and you don't remember where you left it. You may look around the whole kitchen, and still not see it. But later, from a perhaps a different angle, you see your glass on the counter where you had left it and had not seen it. Somehow your eyes glazed over your glass, and it had not penetrated to you what you were seeing. Indeed, it is the mind that your eyes see with.

You didn't see a glass, and, perhaps you did not see even the beauty of your mother's face until years later when she had left Earth.

Beauty unseen is simply beauty not yet seen. It is there yet unseen. What is unseen can be seen.

Maybe instead of your seeing close up, you have to see from further away. Maybe in order to see the Vastness, you have to see from Vastness. Or maybe you just have to step up a step without further dallying.

What I say you can do, you can do. And I say, "Now." I say, "Now, beloveds."

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HEAVEN #3290 Blessing of God, November 27, 2009

God said:

What if you are blessing tossed on Earth? What if your real name is Blessing, Blessing from God, Blessing of God, Blessing to God, Blessing to bless all in the radius of the world and beyond.

What if you are, indeed, an angel on Earth? What then, beloveds? What then? How would you regard yourself then?

What if, before you were born to Earth, I said to you: "Would you like to bless the world?"

And you said to Me, "Oh, yes." And you bowed your head, and I kissed the top of your head and gave you blessings and directions for a good journey.

In transit, you lost the directions. You forgot your mission. Nevertheless, there was like a thumbprint left, and your heart is stirred to know what.

You may have started to think that you were thrown out of the nest, and you don't know why.

You forgot you were in great service to Me. You forgot you were to embody Me. And, so, you struggled to find a way, finding, for some time ways, that are not yours. .

You tried on clothes, and nothing quite fit. Something would not be quite right. Perhaps the shoulders. Perhaps a cuff. Perhaps a pocket you kept your hands in. Perhaps you wore a suit that was popular, and yet it was not really your style. You spent your whole life on Earth trying to figure out who you were and what you were doing there. You forgot the purpose of your life.

Perhaps you were like a cowboy, and you didn't know what to lasso.

Perhaps you were like a hunter. You didn't know what you were supposed to hunt, and you couldn't find your spear or whatever it was you were to hunt with.

Perhaps you sat down on a hillock. With a vague memory, you looked up at the sky, and you did wonder what was beyond that which your eyes could see.

You forgot the words I said to you, and you memorized words from others who also didn't know what they were doing on Earth.

It was a cloudy life, and the sun couldn't seem to break through. The sun was shining all the time, only you didn't see it clearly through the mist. You saw, perhaps, shadows of the sun darkly.

And the sun's rays started to peek through. You began to see them. It was like an awakening. Everything was the same, only you saw it differently. You saw the Heavens' opening up, and so you opened. Which came first? The Heavens' opening or your eyes opening? Which came last when there is no last?

Oh, beloveds, you are just beginning to look at your surroundings. You are surrounded by yourself. It was yourself you were trying to lasso. It was yourself you were hunting all along. The spear you could not find was a spear of love. The lasso was a rope of love. All along you were Jack and the Beanstalk climbing to Heaven where the only giant is love.

You looked into the stream of love and saw yourself. Also, if you saw a towering giant, it was yourself you saw. Whatever you saw, it was a shade of yourself.

As you kept looking at the sun, you began to remember your roots, and you climbed them, as it were, and entered the Heaven you never left except as you thought so.

At the beginning of this venture on Earth, you were right that you didn't know where you were and what you were supposed to be doing here. Now you are beginning to remember, and you are beginning to know where you are and what you are doing here and Who you are. Your astonishment is great. And, yet, why are you astonished at what you have always deeply known?


HEAVEN #3289 Remember, Come Over Here, November 26, 2009

God said:

Beloveds, if you understand what you see, then you really see. I say understand in the sense of realization, much the way the dawning of the sun rises over the landscape. It's just there, your understanding, much the way the confluence of factors means a cake is done.

So I say to you, See more, beloveds. See beyond the confines of your mind. See beauty, no matter what your mind says. See beauty.

Within each person is a throbbing heart. By now you know the heart in everyone is My heart. Greet My heart no matter in whose chest it beats. Let everyone you see be a reminder of Me. Everyone. Everyone is more than a reminder of Me, but right now, I will settle for your being reminded of Me, God, the One Who Loves you more than you love yourself.

I so love you that I have sent everyone to you as My emissary so you may take heart and know that I am everywhere and within everyone and that you remember I am for you.

Act on this premise, and see how Heavenly your life becomes, your very life. The quality of your life may depend upon your seeing and grasping the love in the world and the love in the very heart you call your own. Of course, all hearts are Mine. Really, what do you think? You must have known that ever since you knew your heart rose from Mine. What would a heart be called that I made except Mine?

No one created his own heart, the heart that dwells on loan in his chest. And yet each child of Mine tunes his own heart. He tunes his heart according to how he hears My song. Of course, your hearts are to be attuned to Mine. Why would any heart want to go off on a tangent?

Of course, no one would ever tell his heart: "Never mind about God. You've got daily life to maneuver around in." No one would ever say to his heart: "Look, you have business to take care of. Later you can think about love. Right now you have a living to earn." No one would say to his heart: "Look, don't bother me." No one would say: "I spent enough of you, Heart, and where did it get me?" No one would say, "I've given the world all the love I'm going to. Now I'm going to think about myself. I am #1. I come first." No one would say, "Enough about this God and serving Him. Where was He when I needed Him?"

You know all the things that no one would say, and you have heard them, or read them, or even thought them. "Me now. God later."

The speech that you are coming to is more like this:

"Beloved God, I am beginning to see that We are One, not two. I am beginning to understand that Your Will is my Will. All that I have thought I wanted wasn't really what I wanted. I didn't understand, and I misled myself. You were telling me, 'Here. Come over here.' I didn't quite hear and went my own desultory way. Now I understand better.

"I understand better that I do not know the way to go except that my heart is to follow Yours. I understand now that You would make my heart whole, and You know that that is what I really want. You knew before I did. Now I am catching on. Now I lift up my eyes, and I see myself coming to You. I am with You. I always was. I always knew what I didn't let myself know. I don't know what I was thinking. Now, I ask You, God, this one thing: 'Help me to make my heart whole.'"

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HEAVEN #3288 Love Is King, November 25, 2009

God said:

You are here on Earth is to give love to one another. Love gives solace to hearts that are longing for love. The solace you give to one another is a token, beloveds, of My love. You have all the love in the world and in Heaven. You experience, however, that you need solace. You may not even be aware that you need solace, and then someone does something kind, and your heart softens. You may even cry, and then you know how much love your heart was aching for.

So this is the solace to give to others. This is not sympathy, you understand. You are merely giving the love that is yours to rightfully give. In the realm of Heaven, there is no such thing as solace. What could there be in Heaven to be solaced for? In Heaven there is love natural and overflowing. In Heaven, love is King.

Yet on Earth, where there is all the love in the world and in Heaven, the love has been stopped up. It has been restricted. Somewhere along the way, caution about giving love arose, and hearts became cramped. The world became wary about giving love. It became suspicious of giving love and suspicious of receiving love as well, so love flew under false colors. Love became, if not a business, a commodity. Many of My children, have to shop and buy material things in order to boost their hearts.

How do you disentangle yourself from restricted love? Simply give it, and don't think about it. Give friendliness. Be the first one to give love. Be the first to welcome everyone to the world. And this is how you welcome yourself.

Sometimes you have thought you are here on Earth in order to survive. You may have thought that life on Earth is something to avoid or to fight. Life on Earth is not meant to be either. It is meant to be a place to give and accept love. How simple are My directions to you. Instead of coming from a place of holding back love, come from a place where love takes over the world. Come from that place, and you will light pockets of love everywhere.

Love is love. Your love does not have to be big. Your love can be little bits of love and lots of it. Light up matches of love and leave them everywhere. Do not discriminate. Even a little bit of love is stunning. Keep your attention on the giving of love and your attention off getting love.

Love near and love afar. Rather than pray, just give out love. Even one candy of love is sweet.

Do you not agree that what the world needs most is love? If you agree then, give it. If you don't agree, give it just the same. The world needs love much more than it needs money. Money is a poor substitute for the fullness of the love in your heart.

Stop resisting love, beloveds. What a silly thing to resist! I ask you to multiply love, in your heart, and everywhere else. Deny love no longer. Spill love out everywhere. Let your path be made of rose petals of love. Be a rose or a fruit tree that strews its petals for all. It is natural for roses and fruit trees to leave their petals lying around.

Unlike roses and trees, you can keep giving out your petals of love without waiting for the next season to replenish your petals. You have a heart of Mine filled with so much love that it automatically refills itself. It is a maxim: The more love you give, the more love you have. Nevertheless, don't appraise the love in your heart. Just give it.

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HEAVEN #3287 Turn to the Light, November 24, 2009

God said:

Instead of heartache, think of heartlight. Instead of pointing out dark to yourself, point out light. Upon this concept, your perception of the world lies.

Perhaps you like to look at the dark. Perhaps somehow the dark makes you feel better. Perhaps it makes you feel you are smart. If you are smart, then look to the light and reinforce yourself. Develop the sunshine of your heart.

Enough attention on shadows. When you drive through what is called a slum, you don't have to point out the blights. Is there not a vitality there that you can point out? Are not the people who live there living life? Is there not a sky and a sun that shines? Can there not be diamonds in the rubble?

Darkness and light are both obvious. Give your light to the light. Perhaps you thought it valorous to point out flaws, yet all the while, you could have meaningfully turned to the light.

It is not necessary to delve into darkness in order to bring light. Anyone can see darkness. Anyone can see what is wrong. Anyone can caterwaul about what is wrong. Anyone can say, "Tut tut." It is not a marvelous thing to say, "Shame, shame," to the naughty world. Sometimes it is as though you feed on the darkness, you embrace it so.

You may think you right a wrong when, by your attention on the wrong, you actually deepen it.

When you see cruelty, you may yell about it. Sometimes all you want to do is to yell about it. It is already understood that there is cruelty. Instead of underscoring it, take a look at all the kindness in the world. Talk about that. Deepen that. Emphasize that.

If there are two pots on the stove, and you like the stew in one pot more than the stew in the other pot, which pot are you going to stir?

If darkness is in one pot, and light in another, which pot are you going to delve into? Instead of deploring the dark, explore the bright.

There is enough bad news in the newspapers. Decrying the bad news is the same as extolling it. If you are the town crier who goes through the streets crying out: "Hear ye, hear ye, bad news today!" become the town crier who cries out: "Hear ye, hear ye, good news today!" Or be a salesman of good news. Cry out, "Good news for sale." Create benefit over dismay.

If you want the world to be filled with kindness, then look to the kindness. There is more kindness in the world than there is cruelty. Extol the kindness, and cruelty will diminish. Turn off the flame under the soup called cruelty and turn up the flame under the soup called kindness. This is simple arithmetic, beloveds.

Even in a poor soup, there can be a good turnip.

If you have been playing one note, now play another. Which note do you want to resonate with? I don't believe you want to resonate with darkness. Why then do you underline it and make sure that everyone knows how much darkness there is?

In the days before airplanes were commonplace, people would run out of their houses to see an airplane in the sky. They would point to the sky.

Beloveds, I am asking you to point to the sky.

If you want what you dislike to stop, then stop talking about it. Stop griping now, and bring the world over to Me, and bring yourself too. Rather than point out blemishes, raise the world to greater heights. Look here.
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HEAVEN #3286 Your Life Stands on Happiness, November 23, 2009

God said:

Each individual on Earth has his share of happiness, yet some are blessed with greater happiness and others blessed with less happiness. From the outside, some lives are catastrophic, and some are sensational. And yet each life is its own and precious. I would like to offer applause to life in its good times and in its hard times.

Notice My use of the word time. As soon as you see the word time, you can know that it is life in the relative world that is being talked about. Talking about life in the relative world has its limits. You know what I mean. Life in the world is listed as happy or unhappy, full or less full, long or short, good or hard. In the relative world, even hard can be good.

We can say that, underlying the shenanigans of the extant world, is a straight line of such great joy that, at present, you are unable to hold on to this foundation of happiness. This foundation underlies you, and yet you imagine it is out of reach. You long to reach and to be established on the plank which you already stand on. It is like looking for your eyeglasses when they are right on your nose.

If your life stands on happiness, why then is happiness so deeply sought? Sometimes you feel like the child at Christmas who finds a lump of coal in his stocking while all the other stockings seem to be filled with candy canes. Why does one stocking of life seem to be full of happiness easy to see, and another's filled with suffering also easy to see? And yet each person has life that lies on a foundation of joy greater than you can get a handle on.

Beloveds, do you know that measuring happiness is a form of judgment? In the extant world, those who seem to have enormous happiness and reason for happiness also have hearts that go up and down, sometimes to great heights and sometimes to great lows. No matter how much happiness there is in the extant world, it is fleeting. It is a butterfly in your hand, or even a mighty tiger that you cannot keep.

So, happiness in the world, is weighed when there is no scale to weight it on.

Someone imprisoned, someone with severe illness, someone with liabilities, someone who is a so-called commoner can have greater happiness than the most promising king.

I am telling you that everyone's Christmas stocking is filled to overflowing.

I know that is hard for you to swallow when you see unfulfillment seemingly everywhere. I know it is unbelievable to you.

Perhaps. substitute God's Light for the word happiness. Everyone has his full share of My light. Anything less than the fullness of My light is a cover-up. What you see is not always what you've got.

The beggar, the madman, the benefactor all share My Light. No one has more than another. No one has less. My Light within some of My children is easier to see than others. It may be that they shine it more. It may be that your vision is brighter.

Beloveds, what if you started from the premise that all hearts are lighted? Would you then be looking for signs of that rather than happiness or unhappiness? Might you not then find that which you are looking for? And would you not see your own gift of My light shining from your heart? There is a light switch in your heart. Turn it on. Someone put a dimmer switch there. Not I. Turn the dimmer switch up high. Keep turning it higher and higher.

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HEAVEN #3285 The Moon of the Year, November 22, 2009

God said:

You know that time is only relative. You know that sometimes time goes fast, and sometimes time goes slow. It seems to you that New Year's day was only a short while ago, and yet somehow, the moon of the year is waning, and the illusory year is almost over. Like only another minute to go. Time seems to speed up more and more. Hang on for the ride even as time stands still, for time is not. Blocks of time do not really exist. Time is an imposter that has you in its thrall.

You are drawn to time like a magnet. Time pulls you the way the moon pulls the tide. Time has asserted its rights over you. It has become a mainstay. The world runs on it. The world bows down to it. Even though time is a fantasy, the world bows down to it. All concur and meet in pretended time.

Look at Eternity instead. Look at Immortality. They are bigger than time could ever pretend to be, yet it is time that has captured your awareness. Time waits for no man, you say, yet in Heaven there is no time at all, no perceived time at all, no ravages of time. I suppose you could say that time is Eternity strung out on a clothesline. You could say that time is but a shadow of Eternity. Yet, really, Eternity is so vast, it cannot be hung up. Eternity is more like the air you breathe. Air is not visible, and yet you inhale and exhale it. I suppose you could say that time marks Eternity, or that time makes bubbles of Eternity, or time is Eternity rationed, or time is a brief shadow of Eternity, yet none of these suppositions are true, for there is no candle to hold nor candle to be beheld next to the light of Eternity.

And you are an Immortal. There is no time vested in Immortality. You are Eternal Being. Your body is a mere blip in the face of Eternity. You are naturally Eternal. Your body is a passing thing. And why would you ever want to keep your body forever when it is only a brushstroke that you are immersed in during this perceived juncture in Eternity called time? Time beats a gong. Eternity is silent. A gong imposes itself on the Silence. Time imposes itself on Eternity. And yet neither Eternity nor the Silence are affected.

Time is what it seems to take to eat a delicious pear, or not to eat a delicious pear. There is no time at all, and yet the world beats the drums of time. Time rings its bells, yet time is all bluster.

You can never run out of time, beloveds, for time is not. Timers there are, yet there is no time to run out of.

And yet on Earth, My children scurry to be on time and not to be late. Time is a scoundrel that beguiles you. Time is a con-artist. It would like to steal the show. Life on Earth is measured in time, and yet time does not exist. Time can never be captured. Eternity cannot be put into a change-purse nor can it be marked by the drip of a faucet. There are no moments. Clocks tick, but they tick nothing. Eternity cannot be measured, any more than the Reality of you can be measured.

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HEAVEN #3284 How to Know God's Love, November 21, 2009

God said:

This is what I hear your heart saying:

"I learn from God and from life that, as I shine God's light, I see His light and I am lighted by it. I see that God is telling me that as I give, so shall I see. God is telling me that as I give love, so shall I know that I am love.

"And yet I have seen that what I sow and what I reap may well not be identical.

"I gather, I reap, I reap the thought that what I give and what the world gives me are not dependent upon one another. I do not give based on what I gain. I give love based on what I am.

"God's love is good enough for me. What else is there for me to ask for? Of course, I do not have to ask God for His love, for He has done nothing but give me His love abundant.

"And so I ask that I recognize God's love, and that I recognize it everywhere and in everyone. I ask that I recognize God's love in my heart so that I may give it with the fullness of God's love.

"Truly, I am not an issuer of love. God alone is. Only He asks me to assist. He asks me to assist so that I know love. He wants my attention on love, on the giving of it under all circumstances.

"I understand now that my giving love is God's glory given to me. I understand now that I am not the small inadequate person I have thought myself to be. Now I am learning, I am understanding what it means that I was created in God's image. I am beginning to understand what it means to know God's love.

"I know God's love by living it. I know God's love as it pours from His heart into mine out into the world and everyone in it. My love is greater than personal love.

"I see now that I am a vehicle of God's love. I am the realizer of it. It is like God has given me His estate, and now I am the executor of His Will. He lives, yet as executor, I do all that God's Will and Testament suggest I do.

"His Will was simple. It was one word. His Will, in His own handwriting, said, 'Love.' He wrote it in hearts.

"I understand that, as executor of God's Will, I am His heir. I see that all His children are His heirs, and that His Will is in perpetuity. I see that we are all equal in God's love. I see that He made us in His image, and he wants us to make the extant world in His image. I see that He isn't so much interested in our loving Him. He does not need our love, yet we need to love God. He wants us to give our love, which is His, to the world that yearns for love. The world does not always know in entirety where love really comes from nor does it know its rightful share in it. And so God wills us to distribute His love to the world at large and to every individual in the world.

"I don't have to say I give in God's Name, for there is no other love to give save in God's Name. I have God's love to give, and so I give it, no questions asked."

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HEAVEN #3281 A One-Man Show, November 18, 2009

God said:

I will go so far as to say that no one has wronged you. This is what you must understand. They have wronged themselves. Who they think they are and what they said to you or did to you have nothing to do with you. You are not less because of them.

It is like this. A driver of a car who does not see you runs his car into yours. It is not personal to you. You happened to be there. This is the true story of how life is in the world. There are drivers who hit other drivers.

When someone is angry with you, it is the same. Even if someone goes out of his way to find you and let you have it, the anger he happens to lash out at you is his anger. His anger belongs to him. It is not meant to be yours.

And the same goes for you, beloveds. You are also a one-man show. The anger you have, the hurt you have, the coldness you feel, are yours. Your reaction is yours. You find justification for your resentment, and yet I will tell you that there is no justification. There is no justification. Because a wrong has been done where you happen to be standing does not justify your resentment.

If the driver of a car hits your car, you don't then ram your car into his. Nor do you think: "He can't do that to me." He did that, but he didn't really do it to you. The driver of the other car is also a one-man show. He didn't see you. It could have been anyone.

Someone else's anger does not come from you. You do not cause it. Their anger was ready to be set off. The same goes for your anger. If you must be angry, be it, and then be done with it, and do not let burning embers of anger be long-lasting. You are meant for greater things than holding a grudge.

Let there be no obstacle to love in your heart. Not one. Free all those who threw their anger or poor behavior at you. Free them. Free the whale of your heart.

You have heard this before: "You only hurt yourself." Whatever you do to another, you do to yourself. If you are a victim, you are a victim of your own reaction. Leave the scene of the crime, beloveds. Get back to the street of love where you belong.

Do not think I am speaking only to others. I am speaking to you. I am speaking to you with all the love in My heart. I am asking you to abandon any feelings in your heart that are not love. They have been there long enough. Any feelings in your heart that are not love are barriers to yourself. Take down the ramparts. Allow your heart to flow.

There has been too much accumulation of wrongs. No one can go back and rewrite the script. In that sense, no one can right a wrong. Yet you must right the wrong that got stuck in your heart. Who is going to remove it if you don't?

I am asking you to remove pent-up anger and hurt and such in your heart. I am asking that, once and for all, you dispense with it. What are you saving it for, beloveds? Throw it away. Throw it away now, and be done with it. Let all you never really wanted get out from your heart where it never belonged in the first place. Hold your heart above the throng. Hold your heart high. Your heart is Mine.

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HEAVEN #3280 Heart, Go Everywhere, November 17, 2009

God said:

When your heart is hurt, do not draw curtains up over yourself. Do not close the play. You do not have to expect a great audience, and still it is for you to give. If not to give, then at least to stay open to receiving.

In questions of the heart, nothing is beyond repair. Repair does not mean to restore. When someone has left you, he doesn't have to return to you. I do not mean that life will be restored to you the way it was before. Under all circumstances, your heart is to remain open. It is your heart that has to be restored. It is your heart I am talking about, not what happened, not what you perceive was done to you.

Life does not always turn out the way you want. Life does not have to turn out the way you want. It is a given that life does not always turn out the way you want. It is you, beloveds, who are to turn out the way you want. Who you are is not at the mercy of circumstances. Who you are is inviolate.

If others' behavior dictates who you are, then you are a victim. Victim is not a role for you to play. The ravages of life are not to undo your God-given right to accept your place in the Universe. The ravages of life are not to dictate the circumference of you. You are to dictate the circumference of you.

You have say over yourself. You don't have say over what others will do or say. They are not your primary concern. The condition of your heart is your primary concern. How wrong someone else is or how right you are is not the issue. It may be the peg you hang your coat on, but the peg is not your coat.

The word forgive is an interesting word. It must mean to give ahead of time. Give before. I think it means to give your heart a chance. No one and nothing is to close your heart. Your heart is to remain open. Forgive yourself for having closed your heart..

If you have closed your heart, and, of course, you have more than once, open it now. Let go of the wrongs and the rights, and set free the love in your heart. Do not hold your love captive. Do not require that a ransom be paid you before you will give your heart. Whether another deserves your love is not a question to ask. Ask yourself if you deserve to love. I say you do.

Nothing has to happen before you can love. Love does not require gifts before love loves. Love does not require reparation or restitution. All love requires is that you let it free. Do not hold the love in your heart hostage.

Let go of your resistance to letting love flow from your heart. There is not supposed to be a dam in your heart. Your heart is meant to flow without obstruction.

You have become used to having your heart start and stop. "Heart, go here," you say. "Heart, don't go there," you say.

Now give different instruction to your heart. Say, "Heart, go everywhere."

Say, “Heart, the very souls whose words or deeds have hurt you the most are the ones you are now to give love to most of all.”

You may say to Me: "How, God, can I love those who have wronged me and hurt my heart?"

Beloveds, you are not to be stymied by what others do. The only way for you is to love. Is there another way?
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HEAVEN #3279 It Is You Who Has to Rise, November 16, 2009

God said:

Mist rises about the ground, and so must you rise above the sod of hurt feelings and that long list of damage done to your rightfulness. Rising above is valor, beloveds. Be valorous.

If you were at rifle practice, you would aim for a target. You wouldn't say: "Oh, someone moved the target. They shouldn't have done that." No, you would aim for the target where it is. You would see where the target is now. You would see where the target is now, and you would see from a new vantage. You would aim at what is to be aimed for. You wouldn't spend your aim and thoughts reliving your unhappiness because someone rearranged the room. No matter how much you were not in favor, you would not aim at the perpetrator of the move.

In the case of hurt feelings and unseemly words or actions cast in your direction, what is your target now? It is not to prove how wrong the other person is. It is not to prove any point. It is not to set a wrong right. It is not to deflate the other person. What is the target?

It is not to fawn over the other person. It is not to pretend. If two countries have had their feelings and rights injured, what is their task now? What are they to aim for? Yours is the same.

Be like a good and wise country, and climb to a higher step. Create peace, not as a stopgap, but as reality. Where there is a misunderstanding, it is not even for you to create understanding. You do not have to be understood. It is perhaps you who has to get beyond even understanding. What is beyond understanding? What do you want to happen? What do you want to declare?

What is your target? It is not to repair really. It is not for you to walk away from either. If your feelings are hurt, you are not the only one.

It is not for you to atone nor to expect atonement from the other. It is not so much to let bygones be bygones. It is to step to a higher ground. It is not to debate the rights and wrongs. It is not to plead understanding. It is to give some understanding. It is to make way to peace.

Last year there was something that bothered you very much. It rankled you. You thought about it day and night for a week. It was very much on your mind. And now you may not even remember what it was that rankled you. Where is it now? Where did it go? Why did it arise?

Do you need an apology? Did you then?

Life in the world is not perfect. Not everyone in the world is perfect. Yet they are perfectly who they are. They are perfectly imperfect.

Whatever you are, beloveds, you are not to hold anything against anyone. Raise your sights. Drop off that which profits no one. Profit another, and you profit yourself.

Someone did not live up to your ideals. They may have been outright wrong. Now you live up to your ideals. Now you be the person you want to be. You can find love even when and where others do not. You must find love in your heart. Irrespective of everything else, you want good feeling in your heart. You want to squeeze your heart with love and not forms of resentment. It is for you to dispense with wrong and rise to where you would like the other person to be. It is you who has to rise.

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HEAVEN #3278 Inexpressible Beauty and Love Dance across the Universe, November 15, 2009

God said:

We are beyond words. There are no words to fully express that which We are and what We mean to each other. Even as I say the words "each other," there is no other. My children like words to state the case, and words are too finite to begin to say what is Our One Heart to say. There are no words. What words can tell of the Joining that We are. What comes close? We do the best We can, and yet We know there are no words. We cannot even make up a word that contains the Immeasurable that We are, that I AM, and that, therefore, you are.

What hand can reach into the myriad of the world and pull out the plum that it is? What magnificent word can extol Our Magnificence? Name one word. Even the words that come close don't do it. Words can trip over themselves. Words can climb the heights, and yet they cannot excerpt the Greatness they want so much to express.

All the beautiful poetry, all the beautiful psalms do their very best. They come close, and yet they are far.

The word love does all in its power to represent the incomprehensible Oneness it is and tries to express. Yet the word Love is like a scale played on the piano, going up and down. Not even music can express this Inexpressible.

There is Great Love to discover, and yet Great Love is too big for any word. No bell can ring it. No lips can form it. And, yet, there is love in the trying to. Love can cut through ice. It can cut through stone. It can cut through time and space. And yet love cannot describe itself. It cannot form the words. Love breaks all boundaries, and love is boundless. Love encompasses All, and yet no word can encompass love. No word can own it. Words sputter next to the Great Love they would represent.

The envoy is not the King. Words are like envoys. They are very good, yet they are not the King. Words can wear the Crown of the King, and yet words, try as they may, brave as they are, as close as they come, cannot say enough.

In a wordless world, love would be known. Even in the clamor of the world, love is known. Without the clamor of the world, love is also known. Love speaks and crowns itself, and yet there are no words for it.

There is no nutshell when it comes to love. There is no summation. There are no sentences or paragraphs. All the writings are like leaves that fall from the tree, and yet the leaves, as beautiful as they are, are not the tree. They are a droplet of the tree.

All the colors of words cannot yet express the wonder of color. It is so easy to say blue and green and golden hue, and yet what are the names next to the wonder they represent? How can a word express light? A word may represent light, yet no word can express light. No word can express the wonder of light. No word can express even a teacup of love.

Words have their limitations. To love there is no limitation. Words, as great as they are, can only go so far. Words cannot reach the extent of what they lovingly try to express. Even the sound of the word Heaven falls flat next to what the word means to say no matter in what language it is said. And, yet, the word gives a clue.

A word that comes close to expressing what the heart wants to express is Ah. Ah, what inexpressible beauty and love and awe dance across the Universe. Ah. Ah, beloveds. Ah.

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HEAVEN #3274 Deeper and Higher, November 11, 2009

God said:

You are a light I hold up to Myself. Through you, I see. Through you, I live. I Who Am Eternal look into a mirror of Myself, and I see you. When I look into the mirror and you look into the mirror, We don’t see the same. I see true, and you see less than true. Unless you see as I see, you are seeing a façade, and so you see what is not true.

You are a High Being and you see not, and so you squirm. You may not even see the possibilities, so glued to Earth are you.

Lift your eyes higher so that you can begin to see as I do see. Come to where I am. Sit beside Me. Then you and I will share a common view. You have to look above where you have been looking. You have to look even above the sky. You have to get beyond that which the world has established as reality. What the world has established is, in truth, falsity. It is keeping you down on the farm when you could live in Paradise.

If only you could believe what I say, you would look into the mirror and see far greater than you see now. You would see an entirely different person. You would see what you are right now but heretofore had blinded yourself to.

The blind shall see, and the lame shall walk. There is a deeper meaning to that. There is a deeper meaning to everything.

Hit and miss has a deeper meaning. Far and wide has a deeper meaning. Sunlight and shade. Remembering and forgetting have a deeper meaning. Male and female has a deeper meaning. There is a deeper meaning to everything on Earth. Earth is a representation of Heaven. Call Earth a drawing if you will. It is a sketch. Now it is for you to fill in the colors. Make the representation like the original.

Fill in the love, beloveds. Color away. Love away. Delight yourself, and delight the world.

You are here on Earth for more than amusement. You certainly are here for more than woe and toil and trouble. You are here for Me.

What do I ask of you? I ask that you smooth the path for all who follow you. In so doing, you will smooth the path for all who have gone before, Do you begin to understand that all of Eternity is held in this one moment? All there is is Eternity, and Eternity is now. You set the table for all. All of humanity has been invited to your table, and all the stories meld into one. All paths cross. All hold hands. Even fighting is but an attempt to hold hands. There is a misfiring, and the hands do not clasp.

Will you be happy? I know you try, and yet you flounder. Here is the Big Ocean, and you flounder on the surface. Instead of going from the top down, why don’t you go deep and rise to the surface? Stop flailing your arms. Dive, beloveds. Dive in order to rise high.

Of course, you can simply ascend to Heaven. You are in process right now. And yet diving and ascending are the same. To go higher, you go deeper. To go deeper, you go higher. That is all metaphor, you understand, for you are deep now, and you are risen high now. It has never been otherwise except for the wool you have pulled over your eyes.
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HEAVEN #3277 The Field Where Flowers Bloom, November 14, 2009

God said:

What would it take for you to be happy? All the happiness in the world doesn't seem to last long or long enough. The things and occurrences that give you happiness seem to wear out. This is the relative world, beloveds.

You look forward so much to springtime, and then even springtime loses its glamour for you.

If you live where summer is year round, you may even miss the seasons you thought you didn't want.

The thing is that all the happiness in the world is only happiness in the world.

Truly, I do not tell you to forsake the happiness of the world. I tell you to gain the greater happiness that stays. The world offers you bits and pieces. I offer you Wholeness. I offer you a place that you will never tire of. What I offer you will never become old hat. It never becomes less. In fact, it becomes more and more. What I offer you becomes you.

There is always more of it. There is utterly more. In the world, there is not enough, and you need more and more.

In the underpinnings beyond the world I speak of, you also want more and more, and there IS more and more. Even when you are full, you want more and more. In the depths I speak of, less and loss do not exist, and yet you are eager for more. Bright-eyed, you are eager for more.

What is this more you crave? It takes up no space. It is not accomplishment. It is a forever field of the vitality of existence. It is deep, and it is far and wide. It is your awareness of the simplicity of Our arrangement, beloveds, and yet it is not an arrangement. It is the flowers not yet picked. It is the blossoming. It is like the sap rising in a tree. It is life before it becomes manifest. It is your Oneness, beloveds. It is your chosen Oneness. I also chose it, you could say. I set Myself in a congregation of love, and you joined the chorus. My voice of you joined My chorus.

There is no disjoining.

It is a question of your entering the field where flowers bloom. It is like you come to visit, yet it is only your awareness that visits. The actuality of you sits in My heart always. There is no departure, beloveds, and yet you experience arrival. You ride the train, beloveds, that you don't even know you are on. You take steps to Me even though there are no steps to take.

Yes, I am your Essence, and yet you are an essential part of Me. I AM whether there is Creation or not. I exist no matter what, and you exist no matter what.

We are Being. We are existence itself. We are the flower before it bursts into bloom, and We are the flower as it bursts into bloom. And We are the flower that seeds and is reborn, even as We were birthed long ago and never were unborn.

We are beyond knowledge. We are the knowingness of Beingness. We are the surge of life. We are its proponent. In stillness, We move without ever moving. We are One, and never anything else.

A movie says We are many things. And yet a movie can only be displayed on a screen. On a screen, there are images. They are images of the real thing which is much more than what is shown on the screen. What is on the screen can only be illusion. What is on the screen is a skit. Or a drama. Or a song. Or a dance. And yet behind the screen, beyond the movie reel, real life doesn't miss a beat, and you know the beauty and love of existence as only the One of Us can know it.

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HEAVEN #3276 All the Power of the Universe, November 13, 2009

God said:

The essence of you is I. I am the Essence of You. I am the essential of you. All the clambering you do, and still you are My stillness. You are the silence and the beat of My heart. The beat of My heart is precious within you, and the silence We make together supports everything. The silent is the spoken, beloveds. Do you understand Me? I see that you don't quite.

In life, there is a rumble. There is a lot of rumbling. From where does the rumbling come? Let Us say there is an avalanche down a mountain. The avalanche makes a lot of noise. From where comes the landslide? It comes from the silent mountain. From where come you, beloveds, and where are you going? And what is your hurry to get there?

The waves of the Ocean lap the shore. Even the mightiest wave is a manifestation of the Ocean. A mighty wave is only a drop in the bucket of the Ocean.

At the same time as it is ripe for you to acknowledge your magnificence, you are also ready to acknowledge from where your magnificence comes. It seems like a contradiction to suggest that you hone in on more of yourself at the same time that I suggest you let go of yourself. See yourself as more Supreme and less supreme at the same time. In fact, what will happen, what is going to happen, is that your dependence upon your individual identity is bound to leave. It is true that, to find yourself, you must lose yourself. It is in the losing of yourself that you are found. The essence of you cannot be lost. Can even the essence of you that you have carried around with you be considered to be found? Only what is lost can be found, and yet you find yourself in Me.

The powers that be are housed within you. All the power of the Universe is at your disposal. It has never been otherwise. You must know some of the power within you. You have had hints at it. You are a Mighty Being. You are not Mighty Mouse.

From the Silence comes your power. It comes from nowhere else. Power does not come from noise. It does not come from bluster. It comes from the Silence of the Heart of God, and that simple heart that bears My Name is succored in your heart. Use it, beloveds. And what is another name for the Silence of the Heart of God that resides in your heart? It is love, pure simple unadulterated love. You are the essence of love. You are not an essence of anything else.

Of course, from an essence comes drops, and yet the essence remains and does not change. The essence stays true to itself. Stay true to love, beloveds. There is, after all, nothing else for you to do.

You ride on love. Whether you ride on a donkey cart or a snazzy car or on a slow train to China, you ride on love. You walk on love. You run in love.

Even in motion, you are the Silence of Love. You are the same as the love in My heart. You are the repercussion of it. Welcome to My heart, beloveds. Welcome. You have always been welcome to it, and you have always availed yourself of it. You have always come to the trough to drink. You drink, and yet you may not have noticed. The power you have is Mine. There is no other, and yet you have all of it, and yet you are unaware of the power you have. You have the power of decision and the power of indecision. Beloveds, there is no power that you do not have.

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HEAVEN #3273 The Windows of Your Mind, November 10, 2009

God said:

What if you really are all right? Whatever the past has been, whatever you have perceived, what if you perceive differently now? What if I tell you that I erase the slate of the past, and it no longer belongs to you. It never did belong to you, you understand. Words may have come from your mouth, your hands taken action, your heart sickened with fear or anger, and yet I tell you unequivocally that that was not you. It decidedly was not you. You attributed it to you, the world may have attributed it to you, and I tell you now that it was not you.

In any case, I have erased the slate clean, and now so must you let this perpetuity of the past go. Poof. It is gone.

You were not so bad, my dear loves. Even your errors were not so bad. Let your heart of love for yourself be strong. Let the lesser actions of the past crumble, and your heart be strong.

Despite whatever crimes you hold against yourself, of omission or commission, let them go now. A Higher Power tells you to let go of them. You have been punished enough for what was not you, and you have punished yourself enough for what was not you.

What do you think is better to give the world? Pain of regret and sorrow, or joy of stepping forward now onto a new plane of life? Choose, beloveds. Stop choosing actually. Just come with Me and go the way I take you.

Throw away the past. It is of no good to you. It is the past. It has had its teeth into you. Pat the past goodbye and enter with Me now to where you would love to be.

I take you to a new meeting ground. The past does not exist here. There is no place for the past here. The past weighs you down. It doesn't belong to you. It never did. Leave it. Scatter its ashes, and come onto the new grass with Me where we shall build a new structure for you to perceive as I would have had you perceive all along.

Your perception was always amiss.

You were never correct in the first place. Cease accusing yourself. Well, you never were correct unless you perceived the joy I gave to you, and you gave to Me.

Never mind your errors. You saw awry. That was your crime, beloveds. You saw mistakenly and so you acted mistakenly. Be done with that now.

Beloveds, even the beauty of the past, you cannot keep. It has to fly away as well, and now you make new beauty. I don't care who or where you think you were or where you think you are now, you are to create new beauty.

I ask you only to create that which you are capable of creating, and that is beauty and love. Where there is not love, put love anyway. Wash the windows of your mind so that when you look out, you will see better than you have ever seen before. I do not speak of flash, you understand.

If you were a car, I am not talking about your shiny appearance, nor am I talking about the mud the tires may have accrued nor your mileage. I am not talking about the upholstery. I am talking about the heart of you, that fine engine I created and placed in you. It matters not how fast you have sped, or how slow you have gone. It matters not what roads you went down or what roads you did not.

What matters is what gear you enter now and where you take off for.

I invite you to come to Me, just as you are. If you have flat tires, I will put air into them. If you need oil, I will anoint you with oil.

You must excuse yourself from the past. Right now, if you please.

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HEAVEN #3272 The Spinners, November 9, 2009

God said:

Next to Me, the world is not so much. The whole wide world is not a lit candle next to Me. The whole wide world is lit up, and it is lit up by Me, and yet next to Me, it is like an afterthought or a post script.

The world is beautiful and sumptuous and full of riches, all created to give happiness. The whole wide world is a gift to you, and it is long-lasting, and yet the Giver of the gift is more.

I am not a businessman, beloveds, you understand. I give because I give. I give because I love. I give My love without a thought about it. I strew rose petals before you because that is what I do. I do not govern. I do not command. I strew rose petals. I strew diamonds and pearls. I strew sun and light, all for you to pick up. I strew Creation right and left, and everything is at your disposal. I am the Author of the book you read. I am the Author of the book you live. I am the Author Who reads My words written down by your pen.

You are the movie I watch. I start the reel, and then you play before My eyes.

You are the joy I keep.

I am for your sustenance, and you are for My delight. All the love that exists in the Universe is Mine. Therefore, it is yours. We can call My love rose petals and diamonds and pearls and rubies. We can call you My love, for you are the culmination of My love. As soon as I blew life into you, the world was set.

I, Who know Everything, adore My Creation. You dazzle Me. You are the light of My eyes sparkling on Earth.

You wait for Me to appear when there is no waiting to be done. You think there is an interim, and there is none. We are One Instant, One Power, One Will, One Joy. We ARE, beloveds. We ARE.

If you exist, then I exist. If I exist, then you are more than the package you seem to perceive. You are much more. I am the Founder of Creation, and I created you in the image of My Heart and Soul. I exist within you. I, the Founder and Author of Creation, cast Myself into the Being of you. I put My All into creating you. I put all of Myself into you, and I told you to roam the Earth. I asked you to remember from whence you came. I asked you to look at the stars and relish life on Earth and remember the Love that birthed you. The stars are reminders. How can you look at the stars in the sky and think you are less? You are the stars you see. You appear to flicker, but that is illusion. The light is real. The flickering on and off is not.

What I create stays created. There is no end to Me, and there is no end to you. We are permanent partners. We are such partners that We are One. We are One Indivisible. We are a solid plank of love. Splinters do not exist.

The same way the stars seem to flicker, so does the world. The world seems bright one minute, and the next it seems dark. And now I tell you that darkness does not exist. Light alone exists, and you are made in the same Light as I.

I suppose you could call yourself My fingers, and yet My fingers are Mine, and I move them, and I play the piano with them and I paint masterpieces. You are also My Masterpiece. You have thought otherwise, such are your thoughts. I Who AM You, I wouldn't pay so much attention to your thoughts, for they are wayward. Stay glued to My heart. Harken to My Voice. I bespeak My love for you who are My love continuing to speak for Me. You are the Whirling Dervishes of My Love. You are the spinners.

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HEAVEN #3271 The Vine of Your Heart, November 7, 2009

God said:

You are travelers, and you are wanderers. You may think that you do not know your way in the world, and yet you find your way. You are somewhere. You are located somewhere. Where are you now as you read My words?

Furthermore, you are reading My words. Are you not in a good place? Is there a better place where you can be? Where is better than with Me?

Of course, you do not have to be reading Heavenletters in order to be with Me. You can be with Me here, there, and everywhere. When you are reading a Heavenletter, when it reverberates with your beating heart, what you have is awareness of Me. You can have that awareness of Me anywhere you are. I am everywhere whether you are aware of Me or not. Today We talk about Awareness of Me.

What is another word for awareness that We can use? That you have a sense of Me is another way to say it. An idea of Me is not close enough, for We are speaking deeper than thought. Thoughts of Me can be a dime a dozen, but recognition of Me, the presence of Me, your making room for Me in your heart, your moving out all the debris so that your heart becomes a palace for Me to recline in, your knowing that I am irrevocably in your heart, knowing that I am viable in your heart, resting there, making Myself at home with my feet up, knowing that in the innermost heart of your heart is where I belong, knowing that I am happy to be established there, knowing that I am happy to be your Companion, knowing that I am happy to be with you no matter where you are, knowing that, of course, I am in your heart, knowing that in your heart is where I belong, knowing that We go everywhere together, knowing that We are beyond the flurries and storms in the world, knowing that We are love and peace and nourishment for all whom We meet on the seeming path you have taken, knowing that life is more than it seems, knowing that We have a pact, an agreement, an accord that We are together for the opening of the heart of the world, that We are, indeed, the heart of the world, and that We beat for all, and your knowing that We have meaning and that the meaning is love, and nothing but love, knowing that it is an impossibility for you not to love when We are love, and love is All.

I am like a little headrest in your heart where you can rest your mind for a while, where your mind can take a break from its interminable activity, where your mind can say, "I will be quiet for a while," where your mind can let your heart be, and let your heart be what it really is, the all-time fruition of My love. Which would you rather be: smart or love?

The thing is that you can have both. Your mind can learn to dance to the tune of your heart.

Beloveds, just as we are One, your heart and mind can be One. They can work in perfect harmony. They can be the two horses who pull the cart in one direction. They can be a team of oxen who are so strong that there isn't anything too much for them to pull. Your heart and mind can be like a vine that grows around itself and keeps growing to the sun. The sun opens the vine of your heart and mind wider and wider until there is nothing but openness filled with love, and borders to love are gone, and heart and mind are Oneness Supreme.

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HEAVEN #3269 Across the Universe, November 6, 2009

God said:

What is this you have about getting things done on time? What is this you have about getting results on time? What is all this about your having to know what time it is?

Nothing is early nor does anything lag.

You set up perimeters, and then you are flummoxed when all that you have set up within your perimeters doesn't fit the bill.

What are perimeters but borders? Where do you get the idea that all must go according to your schedule? Perhaps it is not necessary to make schedules. Perhaps you do not need to make flurry of plans. When you write down a list, chances are that you fall short. Try as you may, you haven't been able to check off all the items on your list.

You don't think I make a to-do list, do you? Do you imagine that I sit down and list what I must do today, scratch new ones in and scratch some others off? Neither lists nor time rule My roost.

I am often called the Doer. I don't do much. By Doer, you must mean Accomplisher. Both Doer and Accomplisher imply some action, some running around, some effort. I am much more a Be-er, and so are you. I had a thought. Call it a desire, if you like. I desired you, and you appeared. I did not have to go to the drawing board. I did not have to hire staff. Of course, angels appeared, and you appeared, angels of My heart. I called you into Being. It was easy. My thoughts are simple. They are not all cluttered up. Before I turned around, the world had ordered itself.

What I really am is Creator. I create. I don't work. I don't do. I don't accomplish. And I don't hang out a sign that says Professional Creator. I create. I create by My desire. I sing a little song without composing it. You could say My song composes itself. It doesn't even compose. It simply sings itself, My song. It comes out of My mouth, yet it comes from My heart. Of course, it is My heart that sings.

You could say what I really do is to live. Certainly I am vibrant and alive. I never sleep, yet I am always at rest.

You already know that no place exists, and yet I am Everywhere. I am the One, and I am never alone. I am surrounded by a cast of thousands.

You could say that I am an Entertainer, yet I am not a Performer. I think, feel, and am Joy, and you are entertained.

You might say that I am a Magician or a Miracle Worker. I am not a Worker at all.

What I really am is a Lover. I love. I know nothing else. From love all else flows. As a matter of fact, there is nothing else but love. Love engenders love. Love flies the coop, as it were. You are My love. You have ventured forth, and yet you have never left. I think you are the Song in My Heart that I sing and sing and sing. I would not stop. I cannot stop. You are the Song in My Heart, and nothing can be done about it. Who or what could stop Me? That is a laugh.

And, so, My beloveds, as you set sail across the Universe this morning and you feel drawn to write a to-do list, write down one word as many times as you want, and the Word is Love. There is nothing else for you to do. There is nothing else to be done.

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HEAVEN #3267 Green Pastures, November 4, 2009

God said:

What is going on with you today? What perplexes you? What soothes you? What made you decide that you needed soothing?

Who slighted you today, and why does a slight matter so much to you that you must aggravate over it?

Someone was selfish today. He put his selfishness over your selfishness. He took away your chance to be selfish. Your selfishness was undercut. Why do you give this a second thought?

What exactly is the matter that you are so sure it needs to be fixed? Beloveds, it is not for you to make the world a-right.

Be a teacher who finds that which to welcome in her students. Be a teacher who does not look for the children's inadequacies. He looks for that which to love, and, if not to love, to like. He looks to build the child and not take him down a peg or two.

Just as you are My child, consider the world as your child and help it to grow. Pointing out the world's errors emphasizes its errors. Pointing out its benefits helps the world to swell in joy. Give the world some joy.

And to the person who slighted you, perhaps he needed to put himself first more than you needed to. Is that to be grumpy about? Be glad that you got along without your selfishness being paramount. Be glad that your need to be first was less than his. Is that not cause for celebration?

And if you were unable to celebrate at the moment, the moment has passed, and now why would you have someone else's thoughtlessness impact on your mood and life now? Why would you carry the thought around with you, even carry mental conversations around in which you set the other person straight. You carry on an imaginary conversation where you make sure the other person knows he wasn't nice to you, that he wasn't considerate of you at all.

Beloveds, let Me tell you once and for all, it is not for you to educate others to their failings. What commandment is that?

Instead of carrying even a twinge of hurt about what someone did or did not, said or didn't, have a thought about Me. Isn't that better? Look how your aura changes. Do you feel it? How simple and easy is a thought about Me. Fill the air with thoughts of Me and step out of the grievance stage.

Now, someone might say: "But, look, God is berating you now, isn't He? Isn't He pointing out the error of your ways? Isn't He correcting you now?"

Then you could answer, "Why, yes, but see how God does it. God is loving Me. When I want to set another person straight, my motive is not love. My feeling is not love. My intention is not love. God is coming from love, and I am coming from perturbation. My motive is to rid myself of my perturbation. God is not perturbed. Not in the slightest. Somehow God has a way of telling me what's what, and I am glad. God does not beat me up. He does not shake His finger at me. He points to My happiness and would take away my belaboring someone's error. God is putting His love on me the way a mother puts a hat on her child."

You could further answer, "Why, God is talking to me the way a mother talks to her child the first day she sends her child off to school. 'Be nice to the other children,' she says. 'Don't fight with the other children. And when you come home from school, I will have a warm cup of cocoa ready for you.'"

Am I not like that? And do you not feel better now, having been lead to green pastures?

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HEAVEN #3268 The World Rejoiced, November 5, 2009

God said:

What if you liked yourself? What if you were good to yourself and did not feel bad about yourself? What if you had no worries, no regrets? What if you had no doubts about yourself or your so-called past, future, and present? What if you were all right now and could only be all right regardless of what the world might think or what the world might say or what the world might do? What if you were far more than you thought?

What if there were no such thing as dire?

What if everything I say is the Truth, the absolute Truth, what then would be different? What in your life would change before your very eyes, all because you let go of thoughts that you previously thought you had to have, no matter how damaging.

What if you could be brand-new today? All you would have to do is to go to the library of your mind and take out new thoughts. You would let go of the old as if every day were the start of the New Year.

Beloveds, every minute is. Every minute of Earth time as it is measured is the start of new and done with the old.

You, beloveds, are a prime renewable resource. Sweep away the old, and you will be renewed.

Think well of yourself. Let's face it. You may have thought of yourself as a flop. You are afraid of this and that. You don't know how to do this or that. Frankly, you don't know what to make of yourself. And you don't know what to make of Me. This is a sad story, isn't it? It is a love story gone awry.

It is a story of a prince and a princess who think they are lacking their kingdom. They don't know they have a kingdom. They don't know that they are children of royalty. They think they are chimney sweeps or nothing at all. They think of themselves as abandoned. They don't realize that it was they who walked out of the castle. They were not evicted. Of their own free will, they walked out and felt lost. They struggled where struggle was not necessary. They were fraught with struggle. They may not have believed that they were worthy of a palace or even a place in the world.

One day the prince and princess lifted their eyes, and they saw above the dust of the street. They saw the sun by day and the moon by night. They began to see. They began to see that everything is lit. If the sun can shine and the moon can glow and shine and glow on them, perhaps they were not so orphaned after all.

The more they looked up, the more they looked up. One day they glanced down at themselves, and they saw that they were wearing royal robes. They felt crowns on their heads, and rings on their fingers. One day, by virtue of their looking up, they began to see, and they began to see themselves in a new light, and the whole world changed and danced before them. What did it matter now whether or not others saw them in their new colors? They began to know who they were. They recognized themselves.

No longer did the prince and princess look down on themselves. They looked up at Me, and began to see themselves in Me. They tipped their royal crowns to Me and joyfully ruled the kingdom of themselves, and all the world rejoiced.

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HEAVEN #3266 The Waking Dream You Walk Through, November 3, 2009

God said:

Souls are touching other souls. Amidst the ins and outs of common life, souls are touching one another, and alliances are made. There is so much going on in what might be called the subterraneous field of life. There is the level on which all is known. The fact is that you do know everything, and you forget so easily. You don't even remember that you have forgotten. It is like when you go to the store. You know you want to buy tomatoes. At the moment, you forget. Only when you get home do you remember you forgot tomatoes. You may have gotten sidetracked with avocadoes.

Life as it is lived in the world is not enough for you. You can't survive on it. In the first place, the depths have to be there for the surface to exist, and the surface, for all its benefits, cannot sustain you. Even those people who seem to run solely on the brick and mortar of life gasp for the depths. You must have air to live, and yet you do not live on air alone.

There is more to you than meets the eye. You have to know this. You have to give yourself credit. You have to give Me credit.

I made life Technicolor before Technicolor had been invented. Black and white was never true. And yet beneath the vitality of colors and beneath the white and black and gray lie dimension after dimension. There is no space for you to fall in or rise to, and yet you ride an elevator that goes to many floors. You go from floor to floor, and you slip through the dimensions, and yet you leave off your awareness of what is what in the Vastness. You don't really conceive of how vast the Vastness is, and yet you have visited it many times. In fact, you have never left it except for moment after moment of unawareness.

What you pass by bears no street signs. What you pass through has no names. We can say that the sap of life that sustains you is colorless as well. Even so, you suspect the Truth and, somehow, can't quite bear to reach out for it in your hand.

There is a bejeweled treasure chest waiting to be opened. It is waiting for you to open it. It yearns for you to open it. It is not Pandora's box, beloveds. Within the treasure chest lie all the dimensions of life that you skip around in. You are an ice-skater who only knows ice and doesn't quite grasp that there is That which supports the ice you skate on.

When you dream at night and remember your dream, you have some awareness of the varying levels of dream that you went in and out of. Why not for the waking dream you walk through?

The dream you dream as you walk through the sunlit day is filled with myriads of Vastness. Walking, thinking about your walk, all of it, goes deep. You are more than you know. The world you live in is more than you know. Now you can begin to know.

You walk through the Halls of Heaven every day. I would say that you reach the top every day, and yet there is no top of Heaven to reach. Heaven is borderless. Even as you walk the common borders of everyday life, you are not obliged to the borders. You think you are, yet every day you cross the Seven Seas that make up the life you know. You are not a one-level Human Being. You travel in circles of the Universe. You might as well know that you travel with Me, and I with you. You are Earthed and Heavened at the same time.

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HEAVEN #3265 How Far Love Can Go, November 2, 2009

God said:

I am not a God of discipline. I am not a God of favor. I am a God of Love. Just as light shines, I love. I don't know anything else to do. What could I possibly do but love?

Of course, I do not speak of love in the terms of the frailty that can exist in human love, that on and off love. I mean love. I mean love that never blinks. My love stays on. It is permanent, indelible, shining bright light love. The whole Universe is carried in My light, born of My light, bred by My light.

We can say that My light and life itself are the same. Your light never goes out either. Death of the body is insignificant. The body is the least of you. The body is even less than that. It is not you at all! Your body is not even as much as the bark on a tree. Your body is a vehicle. Every lifetime you turn in that vehicle. It has served you and served you well. You don't need it any longer. Bear in mind that you never really needed it! You needed it only so far as life on Earth goes. You just needed it for appearance's sake, beloveds.

You really have nothing to do with your appearance. Even if you spend hours putting make-up on and shopping for clothes, your appearance has nothing to do with you. This is not to say that appearance does not have its value. Of course, appearance has its value in the world, yet the value, like appearance itself, is not long-lasting. You, the you of you, is long-lasting. In fact, you are eternal. You are infinite and eternal. You are the sum and substance. Appearance is not. Appearance only appears. It is the vast illusion called the world.

See more of what is beyond appearance. There is even greater beauty than that which you have witnessed. There is even greater love than you have noted. The greatest love you have experienced or seen or read about, even if you have known torrents of love, is perhaps equal to only one raindrop of My love.

There is a whole river of love that is going to rise up from you, the seeming you. You are riding on that river now. The current pulls you forward to the Ocean from which the river comes. The current of love pulls you to the Ocean of Love on which you have ever been and yet not quite recognized. You have been unobservant, beloveds. The tide of love has you in its thrall, and soon you reach the Ocean and soon you reach the Shore of Love, never to depart from it, not even in your imagination. Any departure from love has been your imagination. The thing is you believe in what you imagine. Believe more in love. Believe more that you are an agent of love, and nothing but love.

Despite all the propaganda of the world, the world is overtaken in love. Look at all that is cared about, and you see the fringe of love. War is even cared about! Do you begin to have an idea of how far love can go? How much love can there be that even war can be loved? Somebody loves it.

Of course, it is really the other side of war that is loved. War means to vanquish war. War means to make itself extinct. War does not yet know that it can only be replaced with love. When war takes a breath, love takes over, this nice quiet easy love called peace. Of course, peace is far more than the absence of war.

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HEAVEN #3264 Keep Your Flame Lit, November 1, 2009

God said:

I give unto you the world to uplift. This is your assignment. This is the purpose behind everything you do. Atlas held up the physical world. I ask you to uphold the heart of the world. I ask you to add a dollop of joy to the world. Is there a better assignment? What else would you rather be given? I say to you: "Uplift the spirit of the world. Make the world a source of happiness." This is the charge I have given you.

I am not talking about forced laughter, beloveds. I am not talking about giggles. I am speaking of a joy that runs through all transactions.

Do you not think that the sun has joy shining?

Consider yourself a sun in the world. Shine by your very presence. Light up the world. Do this quietly without fanfare. No one but you and I need to know what you are doing. Let the people not know. Let them say: "I feel good today. I don't know why. I feel the sun shining on me. I feel my heart lifted. I feel a quickening of my step. I feel worthwhile. I feel like I'm going somewhere that I'm eager to go to. I don't yet know what it is, yet I know that there is something wonderful that I'm getting ready for. I am on my way."

And so you lift the world. Suddenly, the whole world will be lifted. It will be lit. You will rub your eyes to make sure that you are seeing a-right. And you will see that you do your part, and you serve humankind, and you serve Me.

You can consider yourself an electrician, if you like, for you are to rewire the world. All the lights work now. All the lights stay lit. Now the light is seen everywhere. The sun of the world has come out. You turned it on. There is not one candle that you blew out. There is not one lighted heart that you dimmed. You welcomed the world to itself, and you welcomed everyone to the world. And so you welcomed Me.

Not that I stand on ceremony. I don't wait for a welcome. I give a welcome. I welcomed you long ago. Before you were born, I welcomed you. I welcome the thought of you, you who are My very thought.

My love is very personal and very universal. My love is a given. Certainly, My love cannot be turned off. It cannot actually be turned on either because My love is always on.

Set your love to On. There is no Off for you either, beloveds. You can turn on lights for others, however. You can shine bright light on everyone else. Your thoughts will do this. Your thoughts are the switch with which you light up the world. Your thoughts are the signal. Light the world, and you also light up yourself.

You are the sensor that you turn on. The world depends upon your light. Keep your flame lit. Remember what you are here on Earth for. You are here to lighten and brighten the world. You are not here for anything else. The way to serve Me is not through words of adulation. The way to serve Me is in quiet lighting up of the world. Cast your eye on the world in such a way that you light it up. Shine the shoes of the world, as it were. Turn on all the heart lights. Give your light.

Forget your title. CEO or assistant, lady of the house or the maid who cleans the house, you have one occupation, and that is to serve Me, and you serve Me best by leaving on your light wherever you are and whatever you do. Leave a trail of My light so that all may follow it and know that there is, indeed, love shining in the world, and an Earth that is mighty like Heaven.

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