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Remove what weighs heavily on you from the scale. Have you not weighed it over and over again? Invest as heavily in joy. Alas, joy you put aside, and difficulties you keep before you.

Size up your joy instead.

Joy is as plentiful as woe, only you have concentrated on woe.

So much depends on how you look at what occurs. Just as dreams are open to interpretation, so is your life.

Shadows can be removed. In any case, soon or late, they pass from view. Meanwhile, you do not need to focus on them quite so sharply. Some things can be set aside. They do not need to dominate your thoughts.

Dwelling on matters is not the same as taking care of them.

The watched pot never boils is not true. The watched pot of your life continues to boil.

Let your life alone a little bit. It will take care of itself. Take care of what you can and be done with it. In any case, it will disappear. What is momentous today inevitably recedes.

Be not so anxious about your life. Your life is like a hum. You hum. It isn't your main focus.

I am not saying Let the chips fall where they may. I am saying, when the chips have fallen, pick them up as best as you are able, but the picking up does not have to consume your joy.

Don't forget joy. Even among spills, you can enjoy.

Yet you have thought it is easier to experience sorrow than it is joy. And you have thought sorrow more likely.

Feeling crestfallen is not your natural state. No need to press sorrow so close to your breast. You may think that sorrow is profound, but a plunge into sorrow is not the depths. Joy goes deeper. Joy penetrates sorrow the way the sun melts an ice jamb and the broken ice floats away.

Is sorrow so precious that you must keep it? That you must dust it off and renew it frequently? Yes, there is cause for sorrow in the Human realm but sorrow does not have to supercede joy.

What you spend your heart on must be what you prefer. If you hold on to sorrow, it must be that you choose to. You perhaps have felt you have no choice. Free will means that you have choice. Choose now.

Truly, who in their right mind would choose sorrow quicker than joy. Sorrow seems automatic, and joy something you have to turn on. Well, then, turn it on. Turn joy on full-blast. Nudge sorrow away and make room for joy.

When you wake up in the morning, instead of wondering what kind of a day you will have, wonder what form your joy-filled life will take. Joy will overtake you today. Your name is right at the top of joy's list today. Feel it now ahead of time. Dunk yourself in the joy that is yours today. It has been waiting for you. Today, admit it into your presence. Welcome joy today.

When things look better to you, what has changed but the way you look at them? One day you are sad, and the next you feel brighter. Do you really think that you have no say in how you feel?

If you want to feel cheery, you can. If you want to feel less cheery, that is up to you too. You have recourse to more than passing moods.

When you find yourself in the doldrums, lift yourself higher and you will not be in the doldrums. You can lift or lower yourself with your intent and desire. On occasion, it may be that you have wanted to be long-suffering, put-upon, savoring your misery, as if misery were an experience not to be missed.

Do not take misery so seriously. It is no more serious than anything else. It is no more lasting than anything else. You do not have to make a toast to miserableness. You can walk away from it. You do not have to take it with you.

Moods are colors you wear. You can change the color of your mood. Pick another color.

A mood you call bad is a stew you cook on the stove too long. It was done long before, but you preferred to stay where you were rather than to get up and turn it off. You were too lazy to step out of your mood. Or you felt like being a tragedian for a while.

Sometimes you pretend the opposite of what you feel. Sometimes you act giddy when your heart is hurting. Better to be honestly sad than faking joy. Pretense is not admirable. It is no answer.

But just as you can be doing math and the next minute answer the phone or cook a meal or read a novel — just as your mind can move from one area to another — so can your moods. It is, after all, your thoughts that signal your moods. It is your thoughts that invite them.

When you think of all the evidence that proves you are a stepchild of the universe, you are guaranteed to feel down. When you notice once again the favor that the universe bestows upon you, you are guaranteed to perk up. Choose your thoughts. Choose them well.

This does not mean to ignore what presses upon your heart. It means to acknowledge it, tip your hat to it, and then move on. It is not ignoring something to drop it. When you hold on to something you don't want, you are ignoring something you do want. Or, perhaps you really want that which you like to think you don't want. If you hold onto to suffering, perhaps there is some strange reason why you want it. Perhaps you think it offers you something you need.

Have I not told you that you have everything? What then is it that you could possibly need? What benefit can self-punishment possibly offer you except the opportunity to veer your thoughts higher?

Sometimes your moods come from your parents or your parents' parents. They are handed down to you. You have accepted that they are part of you. But you are not obliged to accept any inheritance. You can choose what you will inherit. You certainly do not have to inherit unhappiness. You do not have to accept it, and you do not have to pass it along.

What inheritance do you wish to leave? What do you wish to bestow?

Have you not had enough of unhappiness? Have you not proved it enough?

Now it is time for you to prove something else. You were not designed for unhappiness. That is another myth you have bought. You were designed for happiness, else you would not suffer from lack of it.

Heavenletter #978 Published on: June 26, 2003

Perhaps your choice is silence or ego.

Perhaps your choice is ego or God.

You must well know by now that ego does not bring you happiness of any account. Ego is a pain. It is an inflammation. Losing ego also causes you pain. As you free yourself from it, it sticks you with pins, telling you that you can't get along without it, like a too tight shoe that hurts your foot more when you take it off .

Ego wounds you, and the wound festers. Ego is ambivalent. It's nice to you one moment and then it slaps you the next. Ego helps you to forget grandness and teaches you to accept smallness. It tries to make you think that everything it is concerned with is important. Ego makes a lot of noise so you won't hear My love for you, and so you take the little spatterings that ego offers.

Ego pursues you. It is a patient suitor. Yet, all the while it is courting you, it eats off you. It makes you think it is polishing your shine when all the while it is abrading it. Ego is a smooth-talker. It gives with one hand and takes away with the other. It praises and it humiliates.

No one extols egotism. No one considers it worthwhile. You sneer at other people's show of ego, yet you smoothly encourage your own. As ego saps your vitality, it makes you think it is vital. With all its might, ego keeps you in its thrall. How can something so unworthwhile fool you so?

Ego is self-serving and performance-oriented.

Ego dances in many areas of life.

Ego ensures that you have a place to fall from. It knocks you down and tries to make you think it is your rescuer.

Enough of ego. Let's talk of Me. Let's talk of you.

Ego has nothing to do with Us. Ego is not in the equation. Ego doesn't exist. Ego is flash, and ego is false. And you are a seeker of Truth.

Would that you would give Me the attention that ego greedily slurps.

When you are ego-oriented, you are thinking of appearances. That is what it comes down to. The outer is appearance, as if appearance were Truth.

All the world glory is only an appearance. You are so much more than pomp and circumstance. No praise in the world can equal you. Nor does praise in the world serve you. When you've caught the brass ring, what do you have? What was that moment of glory? What its meaning? What its attraction? What did you think came along with it? Did you think it brought more indication of Me?

And yet, at the same, you have to make your way in the world.

The world may abandon you, but you cannot abandon it.

Behold the world and bless it.

You are on earth for more than what the world can give to you and for more than what it can seemingly take away from you.

You are on earth for Me.

You are relaying Me to the world.

You are carrying Me around.

No jewel on earth equals Me. Nor is there any jewel that equals you.

There is no treasure that can be added to you.

The abundance I give you is Myself.

Let go of your dependency on the world.

Chase it less. Give it more.

You can see in the dark. You can see in the dark with your heart. Your heart is like a huge flashlight that illumines all. The dark is a myth. It is a fantasy. Open your heart, and all that never existed will no longer seem to appear before you. When your eyes are on a bright and beautiful horizon, that is what you see. Nothing blocks your view. You pay no attention to anything in between, for there is nothing in between. But even if there were, the far horizon becomes close because it is in your awareness.

When your heart is open, it pulls all good to it. With a closed heart, nothing can get out and therefore it is harder for more love to get in. A closed heart is like a fist, and an open heart is like a hand opened upward that can catch the light from the sun and the mist from the sea. Your heart can open. It is only fear from memory that tightens it.

Wounded or not, your heart can open to itself. It can unfurl. It can get used to being open, and greater love will come to it for the reason that it is open. The heart allows itself to be a vessel, a pitcher that pours and is refilled. There is no limit to the pitcher of your heart.

Love flows. That is its nature. It swirls and eddies. It is a tidal wave. It catches everything in its path.

There can never be too much love or too much attention on it. There has been too much attention on everything else. Toss your heart high now. Let it call to itself from every mountain top. Let your heart be heard around the world. Let it hear itself. Let your love be yodeled across the universe. The sound of it will be well-received everywhere. And you will begin to hear the sound of your own heart.

What did you think your heart was for? Did you think it was to be scarred? You thought that a heart open was vulnerable to attack and that you had to protect it from further wounding. But an open heart is strong. You had it wrong.

A closed heart hurts itself first before anything else can. No one, nothing, can damage your heart as much as you already have by closing it. How emboldened your heart will become when you let it stretch out its limbs! It has been cramped too long. Exercised, it begins to notice its power. Flex the muscles of your heart.

Physical exercise is small next to the exercise of love. You have forgotten to exercise it. You have been so busy protecting your heart from pain, that you have imprisoned love. You have neglected your heart and caused it discomfort. Like you, a heart was made for something. Armor blocks your heart. Take away the armor, and your heart forges ahead and finds its destiny. Your heart's destiny is far greater than you ever imagined.

Your heart's destiny and yours are the same. When I say you are destined for greatness, I am talking about your heart. Your heart will take you where you are going. Your heart does not know about amassing. Your heart knows only about flowing. Your heart circulates itself. And from where does the flow of it begin? It begins from Me.

Your heart flourishes in My love. There is no other. There is no love that belongs to you, and that is why you must free it. My love rests in your heart so that you may extend it. My love is not to be possessed. It is to be given. It is not for you to say where. You are not to govern your heart. You are to be led by it.

The moon is on your doorstep, but how do you know unless you step out. This is a great lesson in life I am giving you.

When was the last time you went out to look at the moon, not in passing, but expressly for it? Do not think that the moon is irrelevant to you. It wants to shed its reflected light on you. I created the moon for you.

And you are like the moon, for you also reflect light, and it is My light you reflect. The moon, the hallowed moon, issues My echoing light as well. Do not pass it by. Give it a nod.

Does this seem primitive to you? Do you think you are beyond the reaches of the moon, too civilized perhaps?

The moon gives you some idea of yourself. You are like the moon. You have its fullness. Like the moon, you seem to ebb and wane, wane and ebb, just like the moon. But the moon is in synchrony. It doesn't bemoan its phases. It considers not that it rises and falls. It is all of one piece to the moon.

You are the softness of the moon. Have you forgotten that?

Bare your face to the moon and your soul to Me.

When a cloud covers the moon, look up anyway, for nothing deters the moon. During the day, the moon has not disappeared. Only in your sight, it is not there. Unseen, it is still there.

Whether you visibly see Me or not, look up at Me anyway, for by your faith, you are strengthened. What is faith but awareness of light, seen or unseen.

There is no corner of your house where I am not full-fledged.

Where can you be that I am not?

But you have great faith in shadows. If it were not for light, you would see no shadows.

You are equivalent to light, not shadow.

You are light incarnate.

You could say you have no light of your own because all of your light is a reflection of Mine, but all I have I give to you, so it is fair to say that all light is yours. I gave it to you; therefore, you own it, My light made yours. You are a candle lighted from My heart. You are the light of Me.

Like the moon, even in darkness you can shine. And so you must, and so you do.

Even a flicker of My light is My light.

My light has more than a toehold in your life. It is your life. Your life is made of My light. All the shadows you see and fear only blandly cover up My light, but they do not take it away. It is not actually withheld. It's just that you sometimes look only so far and not far enough.

It is like you stay in the house of your mind and don't venture out. Either you don't dare, or you simply don't think of it. Now you will remember to step out to see the moon, and as you look up at it, you will remember that you are eternal light. And if for some reason, you cannot lift your head to look, see the moon reflected in the lake. See the reflection of the moon in the lake, reflection of reflection, another layer of light laid out for you.

The moon has been lying in wait for you. It has been searching for you. It wants you to look at it and enjoy its whiteness. I made the moon to look down on you and you to look up at it. How patient is the moon! It has waited all this time for you to pay attention to what it wants to tell you.

The moon is the moon. It is the same moon in its roundness as it is as a shallow bowl. The moon is ever full, and so are you.

Heavenletter #4043 Published on: December 20, 2011

You are My Beloved Self. There is no you. There is only I. Only?! Yes, the One and Only God, and I exist, and I exist within you. You only think you are someone else.  I am the Mighty Omniscient God, and I march Myself as you, yet you see frailty and accept that as yourself. You are the King of the Universe, and you see yourself as a workhorse or you know not what.

You have focused on one aspect of yourself, the body self and the emotional self and mind self. The emotional self is not the same as the heart self. The heart self is not emotion. Emotion, as you know it, is up and down, a pitfall actually. Love is supreme, and love is huge, and love is vast, as I am vast. Love flows through the Universe and the heart, and I am God in your heart. Therein lies love, and therein lie I, the Master of Love. I have put up a tent in your heart. Rather, I have put up a permanent castle in your heart. I am not a nomad in your heart. I am implacable. I am here to stay. I have never been anywhere else but in the one heart of yours that you think is singular when, in Truth, it encompasses all.

Where would I reside but in your heart? Why would I want to be anywhere else? Of course, it is also true that I am everywhere. I am also in your mind which is what? A sideline. Yet I am in your mind, yet it is within your heart that I take up My permanent occupancy. By your heart shall you know Me. In your mind, you may know about Me. What I want is that you know Me in your heart and give of Me so fully that the whole world is enriched and knows its magnificence.

I, God, am mostly thought of as entity far away from you, a Holy Being beyond the sky, and yet, I am a Holy Being Who resides in your heart, deep in your heart. I am here for all the world to see, and yet all the world sees Me not. But you, will you feel Me in your heart? I am the dominator and denominator of your heart. Open your heart to Me, and you open the world to its true nature which is, as you have guessed, love. You are a proponent of love.

Only you have misheard, or heard not at all.

Love is the grist to the mill.

Love is not a hat you wear. It is your Holy Self.

Yet you are not always clear or certain what love is. It is not mush. It is not fanfare. It is not striking. It is love, and it is simply there, not as an effect, not as an effort, not as anything but itself. Hear Me. Hear My love as it soars through you from My true heart to the heart that you believe is yours, that you believe belongs to you, the heart that takes you on excursions from itself, as though love were a choice, as if you were not love, as if you were love in hiding, as if you were love scurrying not yet the heart of Me that you truly are and have never been not.

Beloveds, there is nothing else to be but the Heart of God. Enough of disguises. Now you bare your heart and reveal that it is Mine. Reveal My heart. Reveal it to your supposed self.

When you desire something that is good for you and good for Me (they are the same) and you have to wait for it a long time, longer than you want, longer than you thought, consider then that you are being given a simple opportunity to learn trust. Single-hearted trust. You have a destination in mind. You don't veer from your destination. Only you don't know how or when you will reach it. But you can know the train you ride on will take you there.

This is tricky. This doesn't mean to hold tight to an individual or your exact picture of what you want to transpire; it means to hold firm to a high desire and not necessarily your version of it. And, if your desire starts to fade, then let it. Maybe it was a temporary desire and it has had its fill. You have nothing to prove.

When your desire stays strong, and the desire takes forever to manifest, then consider that you are being asked to wait for reasons beyond your present understanding. What you do then is keep moving toward what you want while you wait. This is learning trust.

There are no false steps. Each step is a step. You may know the destination you want, but the destined path you do not know. Everything will fall into place, although it may not be exactly the place you had in mind or thought you wanted.

Accrued wealth is not usually a destination. It is a means. Do not mix up destiny with means. You do not mix up a train with where you're going. Wealth is something you do something with. It is hardly enough on its own. The Human heart longs for more than wealth. There is something deeper and broader that comes along with your desired destiny and feeds it.

How do you know when a desire is for ego-satisfaction or for greater than that? Well, you find out. Even egoed-goals can take you to your next juncture. Even ego-lessons can take you higher.

You live in a world of ego. Against its own will, ego takes you to less ego and deeper fulfillment. Every time you disappoint yourself, you do not go lower. You go higher. Lessening of ego is its own enlightenment.

Consider, as an experiment, that your whole life is a process of learning trust. Learn trust more than you learn doubt. Do not doubt Me, and do not doubt yourself who is an emissary of Me. I have a plan, and you are a beautiful part of it.

How do you reconcile My plan with your free will? You may choose to depart from My plan. That is your free will. You can fight it, stomp on it, twiddle with it, ignore it. You can do all kinds of things with your life, but soon or late, you will return to your destiny. You are part of the whole universe, and you cannot and will not depart long from your place in it.

In your life, you are finding your place. Trust is knowing that you have a place and you will find it. Your place will come to you. It will present itself to you, and you will breathe a great sigh of relief, for you will have found yourself exactly as I made you.

I sent you on a journey. I shipped you to earth. The stamp that says exactly where you are going and the route whereby you will get there is marked in your heart, and that is where you search for your route.

Soon or late, you will see that there has been a plan in your life, a wonderful configuration of people and events and you, all intermixed, creating something wonderful as you went along.

Your life is an improvisation, but there is always a point to improve. The point to this one is that you are an enchanted being discovering your own enchantment.

Sometimes you think your veneer is your strength, but veneer is only a thin coat and is easily chipped. And then you feel depressed. But veneer is not your strength, and it never was. Veneer is your peeling ego, and when your ego is peeled, you feel depressed.

Congratulate pangs of depression because they let you know that your ego has been chipped. You, the heart of you, cannot be depressed, because you, the heart of you, is inviolate. Only that thin skin of ego can feel depressed. Some picture that you made in your mind started to dissolve. Its dissolution is inevitable.

When you have thought an imaginary picture was your truth, and that picture breaks, you feel shattered. But the shattering is no more true than the picture you mistakenly held. Truth cannot shatter, and what is not true never was true. The shattering of illusion is a breakthrough.

Humility does not mean you feel disdain from outside you. Humility does not mean you feel low any more than pride means you feel high. Those are momentary feelings that flush out your ego. Only ego feels high or low.

Neutrality means absence of ego. The core of you is your strength, not the ego. Ego is a fly-by-night errant arrogant fake. It is a dissembler, and like all dissembling, it doesn't last. It gets disassembled. It falls apart, and for that you must be glad because you seek what is true, not to hold on to what is false.

Laugh at your ego. It is laughable.

When you get your feelings hurt, be delighted.

Be glad for learning. What you are learning is that you are not your shredded ego. You are much more than that. You are learning to come into your own, and not believe in what another may behold. What they behold is their vision. You do not have to make it yours. I suggest that you know that the only vision that counts is Mine.

Pay attention to what I see, and then what the world or certain members of it think of you or of Me will fall by the wayside. What others think will assume its rightful place. What matters is what I think of you. What matters is that you know what I think.

When you know Our shared strength, the energy of the universe is yours.

A giant pays no mind to littleness. He sees it for what it is and he knows that it cannot slow him or detract him from his step. And you walk with giants. And you are a giant.

You do not have feathers to be ruffled.

And if you did, what would it matter? When your attention is on My love, what does ruffling matter?

Avail yourself of My strength. It is for you. Accept My strength and not the opinion of others.

When something weighs heavily on you, you know it is not from Me. If it is not from Me, then it is from ego. Ego responds to ego. Truth responds to truth.

So the question today is: What do you respond to? Choose.

I suggest you respond to My love. You already know what love is not. It is not accolades from the world. It is not patting of your ego. Patting of ego is patting of ego. It is not love.

Set your sights high, My beloveds. Set your sights high. You stand above the maelstrom around you. Look up at Me and know what love is, and know it is for you.

It is good to have full joy in Me. It is good to know Me for yourself. But once you do, even that is not enough. Yes, it is you and I, and you and I are everything, but it is not enough for you to be in My light alone. You cannot be content for long, even shining in My light, because you know, deep in your heart, that We exist for more than Our isolated awareness of each other.

When you feel My embrace, you know that you are on earth for more than yourself alone. You are here for something beyond your own realization. What profits you wealth, even wealth of consciousness, even wealth of Me, unless it is shared.

Whereas I want you to have more contentment within yourself, I also want you to open Me up for others who do not yet have what you do. I am for you, but even I am not enough for you unless I am shared. And how to share Me, you do not yet know. But it is a good start knowing that there is something more than Our private existence.

Our existence is everything, and still there is more. Existence is meant to be shared. And you just don't know yet what is your means of sharing it. The means of your sharing Me will come to you. You will spot it. You will have another realization of Me, and that will be the realization of what you are to do.

As the knowledge of who you are seeps into you, the knowledge of how to serve Me will arise.

Locating Me is not your fulfillment. Locating Me is where you start from. Finding Me is the beginning of My Will on earth. Now you will find the rest of My Will for you.

Finding Me is great happiness. But greater happiness lies in store for you.

Consider the world a store, and you are shopping for what to do for Me. Keep looking, and you will find it. You will find the unknown item you are looking for. You will see it, and you will begin to know you have found something. It will find you as much as you find it.

There may well be no great announcement along with your finding your appointed avenue. You may amble along a while until your step becomes sure.

This much you already know. You do not live for yourself alone. You do not live for your family alone. Your present life prepares you for more.

Yes, I have told you that simple being is what you are for more than anything else. But now your being enters a greater arena. Your thoughts will go beyond the present ropes. Your thoughts, more of your thinking, will come from Me, and that is how you grow in your love for Me and for the universe.

You have an appointment. I have appointed you. Only you have forgotten what Our appointment is for, and now you are in the process of remembering. You know it has something to do with My Will, but exactly what, you are not yet sure.

Even those of you who have found your place in My Will, there is more that I have in store for you. I have more treasures for you. You might call them responsibility, but the responsibility is Mine. You are My helper, that's all. It is easy to be a helper. A helper helps, and you will help Me beyond your present reckoning. You will certainly help Me beyond the world's reckoning, and soon. Soon you will venture forth from My heart and bring all My love with you. You will help Me fulfill My vision for you.

You can only progress. Setbacks are only setbacks. You are with Me. What can a setback do to you? You can only grow. You are further along than you were yesterday. Beloveds, there are only seeming setbacks. No matter how dire-seeming, setbacks are only a pebble in your shoe. Empty your shoe, and keep on walking.

Even agony is only agony, beloveds. No matter how deep, it is a sham. Agony does not penetrate your Being. Your Being is inviolate. Of course, it is.

Not even death of your body affects you. You think it does. Everybody thinks it does no matter the words he speaks. Everyone may attest to Eternity, yet would fervently like to postpone indefinitely the onset of bodily death as if death were real, as if death were so real you must outsmart it. Everyone seems to be a now person in the sense that he wants all he wants now. The fact is that you do have all you want now. You do have immortality. You were never without it. You are the one hung up on the shifts and changes and chimera of the world.

You are immortal whether your body lives a year or a hundred and twenty years. There is simply no end to you, beloveds. Is there an end to Me?

It is not easy for you to get your mind around Eternity, Immortality, Life etc.

You may not adore all of the life you are living, yet, by and large, you do not want to leave it. Perhaps you think you would be abandoning yourself. Oh, no, you go wherever I AM, beloveds. You are with Me.

Understandably, you are caught up in the extant world. You have time and space and all the details they incur. The first of the month rolls around, and you have to pay bills whether you have the money or not. You have to be at work on time whether you want to or not. And you have to clean house and wash dishes whether you have the energy to or not. Where is there time for you to simply be? Where is that place of Beingness in your life? It may seem to you to be hidden somewhere, yet it is more consuming than your overt occupation with time and space. Of course, Being is more powerful than the shreds of time and space that encumber you. What are you to do, beloveds? What are you to do?

Then simply BE while you earn a living and take care of seemingly insurmountable time and space. Acknowledge your Beingness. Let awareness of your Beingness slip into a pocket of your mind. You keep awareness of money worries and some such there in your mind. Now make room for your awareness of Being. You are a Being, beloved. You truly live in Being. You are the power of the Universe.

Just know that you are more than you seem to be. All sentient beings are more than they seem to be. All of life is more than it seems to be. Even a word is more than it seems to be. I, too, am more than the world takes Me for. Surely, you are more than the world takes you for.

But never mind the world for a moment. Take yourself as great and take what you call problems as less significant. It is hard not to laugh when you consider the truth of you in comparison to the illusion of yourself that you have incorporated, wrapped around yourself, and delved into like the encyclopedia or dictionary. Beloveds, you are the power of the Universe.

Too often perhaps you think in terms of cost rather than benefit. And, so, you think in terms of fear rather than good fortune. And, so, you hold yourself back.

When you have an idea, what have you done with it? How many ideas have you dismissed?

When you have an impulse, you need not feel impelled, but you can give it a try You can try something that you haven't before. What do you imagine keeps you where you are? Where you are is good, but it seems to Me that you want to get moving. In order to move, you have to make a start. Move up. Moving up in life is like leaping up a flight of stairs. You want to climb, and so you do. You do not wait for the top of the stairs to descend to you. You rise.

Regardless, you are on an escalator, and you are moving up. When you lean into your own momentum, however, your ascent is more dynamic and it may surprise you. Your life opens up like a flower. The long-awaited appears now.

Of course, you can wait for the elevator. Often that is what you have been doing. Waiting for an opportune moment when, all the while, the elevator has been waiting for you.

Have you not considered some desires in terms of danger and risk and safety? And so you've turned away. Do not be so easily put off.

At least, when you have tried out a desire, and your incentive has left you along the way, well, then, that's all right, for you tried it, and you know you did. You did not have to have the outcome you desired. You didn't have to run the whole course. What you had to have was the using of a moment before it expired, for you can't enter a race after it has been run.

I am saying to have a little more respect for your impulses. Give them a chance. See where they take you or where they do not. Try out life a little more. Venture out. The circle you have drawn around yourself may not be the safety you thought. You may be in the wilderness now, and the safety may well lie outside the lines you have drawn. The familiar is familiar, but that is all you can say about it.

Boundaries are waiting for you to break through them. How long do they and you wait? Do you wait, or do you enter the game?

You are brave enough. You have, however, been looking at a horizon which you thought was fraught with danger. Truly, there is not a gauntlet for you to run through in order to reach what life holds out for you. Maybe all you have to do is reach out. Perhaps you have been so busy counting possible obstacles that you have forgotten what lies just beyond them. Who would not hesitate if they saw all the obstacles you do? You do not have to keep looking for obstacles. That is not so wise as you have thought. It is too easy to think of obstacles, when you can just as easily think beyond them.

Sometimes you are not certain as to what to hold onto and what to let go of. Begin with letting go of those fears that keep you captive. Accept freedom. What a difference, just the idea of freedom! Imagine when you have freedom itself. Be not enthralled with danger. Be enthralled with possibilities. Then you are free from the past and its fears that have held you back from the horizon before you.

Some thinking closes down your expression. Some thinking opens it up. Be on the lookout for thinking that expands rather than encloses. All the why-not-to-do's close you down. Let not your own thoughts or those of others cut you off from more and wider and more and vaster. Make the word more a refrain.

Rare is the advisor who tells you to break out of confines. But I am that One.

I do not tell you to risk all. I tell you that you risk nothing.

Be not crisp and letter-perfect.

Be the best you. The best you is who you already happen to be. Who you are. Take the high road. Dare to depart. Take a new road. Go by your own path.

I tell you now, just between Us, yours is the open road.

What does it feel like when you feel close to Me? If sometimes you feel far away from Me, then there must be some times when you feel closer. Like now, how We, you and I, can converse, and how We can be silent.

How do you feel when you feel My light on you? How do you feel when you are aware that you walk in My light? How do you feel when you feel My love? How do you feel when you feel your love for Me?

We have a special love, you and I. I am your Father, and I have your welfare at heart. It is My nature to heap joy on you and watch you smile. Will you smile for Me today?

I love you whether you smile or cry because, of course, I see beyond the laughter and beyond the tears. How close are your tears and your laughter. Sometimes they are indistinguishable. But, of course, it is your light that is merged in Mine that catches My attention. Our golden light wipes your tears. The warmth of Our hearts dries them. Love washes them altogether.

It is the body that cries, beloveds. Your mind has told the body that there is cause for tears. Your mind was unable to tell you otherwise, your poor deluded mind. Your mind thinks there are occasional occasions for joy, but that joy is only to be sometimes but not always. Your mind just can’t get it through its head that love is always, and that love cannot be separated from joy.

The mind that believes in either/or believes in joy but only in limited amounts because it has tricked itself into believing that whatever may exist, its opposite does too. The mind is convinced of this, and it has convinced you, this inhabitant of a body on Earth. The mind forgets that it is to obey you, that it is to succor you rather than lead you down false trails. Logic can only take you so far. It cannot take you far enough. It has not taken you to green pastures.

The mind is very good for some things, but not for others. The heart, which has been downplayed, far exceeds the mind. The heart encompasses while the mind picks apart. The mind does not know how to accept Unity whereas Unity is what the heart knows. And yet the mind is listened to more than the heart, and it is the heart that speaks Truth. The happy heart speaks Truth, the heart yet unconvinced by the convincing mind.

I talk to your heart, you understand that. Next to your heart, your mind is a trifle. And yet I try to soothe your mind. It needs much soothing. It has been going off in so many directions at once, trying to find out disparate facts. And when the mind matches things up, it puts away the commonality like a pair of socks in a drawer, interesting, fine, but now of no further interest. The mind seems to be more interested in that which does not seem to match.

Yet this is changing, beloveds. Your mind is going to start to follow your heart. The mind is going to become more interested in Unity. It will become like a minister who performs weddings. It will be less like Sherlock Holmes with a microscope. The mind will become more like an impartial camera. It will take more pictures that show love, and that will not be a surprise. Love stars, and the mind will know it and will bow accordingly.

Life is like your thoughts. You don't know what is coming next. But you think you have to know. You insist on it, or you think you must brace yourself. The predominance of your life is not tragedy, although much of your thinking goes in the direction of preventing it.

A thousand lovely things happen to you. Tragedies are few. Why would you let tragedy consume your life? Of course, "tragedy" is often your word for natural events in life.

Life changes.

Nothing can stop it.

Get out of the way.

You were not meant to be a blocker of life. Yours is not to dam it up. Yours is to let it flow. There is no need to do otherwise. In any case, you cannot succeed in stemming it.

Attachment, fear, displeasure and so forth come from your perceived need to keep life the same and/or to change it according to your preference i.e. make it under your control.

Take neither the defensive nor offensive towards life. Free it. Observe it. But do not command it. Do not force-feed your life.

Your desires and intentions will lead your life. Your forcing it will not. Be kind to your life. Do not order it around. Invite it the way you want it to go. Encourage. Do not balk at it. Do not whip it. Maybe it is doing well, despite what you may fear.

Your life is a story, and stories unfold. You are the reader of your story who waits to see what happens next. At the same time, you are the author, and how you feel about your story influences what happens next.

Perhaps you wanted to read a romance, but you find yourself reading an adventure. But there is always another chapter and another book. Enjoy whatever chapter you are in.

Accept the fact that there is meaning in your life. You are for a purpose beyond any purpose the world designs. Perhaps your life is a hunt for your purpose. A hunt leads you onward. Yes, you are a discoverer in your life. You find clues along the way, and you put them in your pocket, or you toss them away. It is enough that you have found them, and now you go on to the next.

When you read your story, you don't spend all your time rereading what happened before. You don't have to memorize any chapter or paragraph and keep yourself there. You don't have to turn down the corner of any page. Just turn pages. You don't have to skip any chapters either.

If you like, you can think of titles for your chapters. You can name them ahead of time. You can name them whatever you like. You do entitle your life. Your naming of your chapters may have a strong influence, but your story is not bound to the title you choose. Even so, whatever life does, you can live up to the title you choose.

When you free your life to go forth, you free yourself. You are not bound to your life. Your life as it appears in the world is not your whole story. There is much written between the lines and between the chapters, and there are whole books ahead of you waiting for you to enter them.

Do not hold so tight. And do not push away. You cannot know what you may be denying yourself.

I will tell you a secret. Whatever the genre of your book, whether it is romance or science-fiction or technical or spiritual… it is an adventure story. The one genre is adventure. So enter your story with a sense of adventure. Just as in the story books, you are setting out, and you are seeking your fortune.

Heavenletter #4040 Published on: December 17, 2011

Come, enter My Heart of Being. My heart is still. My heart is full-blown, and it is still. My heart reverberates the whole created world, so powerful is the beat of My heart, and yet My heart is still. "Hush," says My heart. "Hush."

I tell your heart to slow down. Your heart does not have to be at a peak. Make your heart calm like Mine. The more quiet your heart, the more powerful. A happy heart isn't jumping up and down. Jumping up and down can get tiring. I am thinking of your heart, how you move it every which way, delighting in excitement. Give your heart some peace. Your heart does not have to race. It's possible you have thought that your heart is to beat madly, as if your heart were a horse you urge on.

Beloveds, let your heart be a horse in pasture, nibbling on grass, laid-back rather than incited. Your heart can love best in a state of least excitation. I have seen you spurring your heart on. "Giddyap," you say. "Giddyap."  And now I tell you to nuzzle your heart and say: "Beautiful Heart, stay still a while. Come, let's go to the green pastures and idle a while. No more spurs for you, My darling heart. Heart, if you were my girlfriend, I would say: 'Let's sit out this dance.'"

So rest your weary heart. It has been jumping up and down a lot, running here, running there, running everywhere.

I never said for your heart to rest from love. I am saying, "Rest your heart in love. Rest your heart in the peace of love."

Love is not meant to be a speeding roller coaster. Love is more like an easy pace on a bicycle. Calm your heart. Give it permission to put its feet up for a while. You have, perhaps, been egging your heart on.

Rest your mind as well. We could say that your mind is the whip that lashes at your heart. Your mind has perhaps forgotten about nice, easy, quiet love, love that sits back and enjoys itself. Your mind has been like a mad driver who whips your heart to go faster. Obliging heart will go faster, and yet your heart can use some good settling down, taking a respite from excitement, taking a cigarette break as it were.

Let your heart lie on the grass awhile. Let it look up at the stars and count them. Let it see the moon and the stars in their alliance and communication.

If the heart were your digestion, give it time to digest.

Say to your mind every once in a while, "Back off." In that way, protect your heart.

My heart is within yours, so there is no shortage of love. There is no time limit on love, no need for hurry, no deadlines to meet. Your heart has all the time in the world to unfold itself, to show its bright colors, to dance upon the hills, to drink from the stream, to climb trees, to sit and chew grass.

What is your heart for? What must it accomplish today but to be in peace?

You heart isn't meant to be spectacular. It is meant to be a simple heart of love, a heart that gives itself love. Be loyal to your heart. You have One Heart, and it is Mine. Treasure My heart, and keep life simple, not complex. Peace unto your heart.

God first. What does that mean? That means that is the truth. All comes from Me. The power and the glory are Mine. I care naught about power and glory. I care about Truth. And I care about you. That is what is hard for you to believe, that I care, and that you are worthy.

All healing comes from Me. All wealth. All talent. All beauty. All intelligence. All children. All Truth. All from your One Father. That is Truth.

All your successes are Mine. Whose did you think they were?

So then you ask, "What about my failures? What about my pain? Are they also from You then?"

I have a child, and he sets out on a journey. I have given him a knapsack filled with everything he needs to make his journey. Along the way, he forgets about his knapsack. He has his own ideas. He traipses here and there, and everything is not according to his will.

My Will is that he make his journey and that he return to Me.

He gets caught up in the how and the why and the length of the journey and the pitfalls along the way.

He has expectations, and when they are not met, he is distraught. His being distraught is his pitfall. That was not included in his knapsack.

After a while, he remembers his knapsack, and he snacks from it and is encouraged and strengthened.

He has been too busy reading signs along the way, interpreting them, intent upon obstacles and one-way signs, and all the trouble he has gone to.

As he snacks from the knapsack I gave him, his vision becomes clearer and so his way is clearer.

He sees that the bumpy road leads him to his destination as well as does the smooth one.

As he continues his journey, he begins to see that there are no bumpy roads. What he thought were bumps were piles of treasure that had been left for him along the way. He had to look to the depths of them. Instead, he kicked at them, and he hurt his feet. But he did not have to kick at them. He did not have to hurt his feet.

When My son, the journeyer, gains his sight, the way is cleared for him. The terrain may be the same, but he is not the same. He becomes My journeyer, and he sees further.

There comes the time when he recognizes that his journey has been a dream. The whole trip was naught but a dream. He created his own reality, and he forgot about Mine.

He depended upon his sight and the world's, and so he depended upon little.

He saw the brambles. He saw the sharp stones. He saw the sameness.

But when he chooses to look up, he sees the sun by day and the moon and the stars by night, and he sees horizons, and he opens his knapsack completely, and he sees Me. There I am. With him all along in his unopened or partially opened knapsack.

Admit for one moment that perhaps your interpretations of the life that befalls you — the life that you imagined befell you — could be mistaken. Wipe your eyes. Rub out the illusion. The sirens and ambulances and police cars and courts and lawyers and cases and illness were your pictures running around. See beyond your initial pictures. Take them out of their frames.

See Me more. See Me a little.

Feel Me more. Feel even a little of My love for you, for even a little glimpse of My love will sustain you. That is what you make your journey for, to catch a glimpse of Me, to catch yet another glimpse of Me, to see before you the great light of love from My eyes. Look within, and a huge mirror will open up in which you will see Me looking out from your eyes, and you will see Me looking into yours, for Our eyes do meet, and you will see Me, and you will know the joy that you had overlooked while your eyes looked at your feet and where you thought they had been.

Keep on walking. Know that My light is before you. Know that your way is lit, and that I am lighting it for you.