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Heavenletter #3982 Published on: October 20, 2011

In your dreams while you are asleep, I have sent you the message that you are here on Earth to benefit all whom you meet. All. No exceptions. I have sent you the message that you are not here for yourself. Oh, yes, you will benefit as well, yet what in life accrues to you is a by-product. What accrues to you is not your purpose.

Now, to serve others best and, therefore, Me, respect your life and your energy. I do not tell you to coddle others, but nor do I tell you to coddle yourself.

Think of Me. Don't forget Me, yet do not harp on Me to others. You found Me. Others will find Me as well. They have their journey, and you have yours. At the same time, your journey is to give solace to the world and the people who live in, have lived in it, will live in it.

Your legacy has to be love. This is all you have to bequeath, now, past, and future. Love is eternal, yet it is for you to extend it. Be you the reminder of love. Be you the reminder of Me, not in words, but in your realization of love.

So many of My children seek enlightenment and higher states of consciousness. Seek them not for yourself but for your blessing upon others.

You have the idea by now that there are no others. It is not yet possible for you to fully savor that way of looking at the world, for you see much to belie that idea. Nevertheless, who is before you, perceived friend or foe, is also an embodiment of Me which you are as well. I tell you to pay attention to how well you embody Me and therefore how well you uplift everyone you meet and everyone you don't meet.

You have embarked on a journey for Me. I multiplied Myself in you. I put My trust in you to give Me to the world. As My representative, you are on Earth to represent Me, certainly not your smallness. To represent Me, you rise above your smallness, another name for which is ego. Get your ego out of the way. It is in your way, beloveds.

Ego is a hold-over from the past. Ego is a hold-over from your past thinking which has included the idea that you are by yourself and must fend for yourself whether it is to the happiness of others or not. I am telling you now that you are to play a part in the happiness of others. You already do play a key part in the happiness or unhappiness of others. So, then, you might say that your own happiness is a requirement. You are not wrong there. At the same time, your happiness does not come from pandering to yourself. Your happiness comes, not from neglect of yourself, but on forgetting yourself. Forget your importance. Self-importance isn't the topic of the day. Self-importance is another name for ego. Ego is not important. Ego is unimportant. Sorry, ego, that is the true state of affairs.

Ego is the least important aspect of human life. Ego is inconsequential. Your ego is inconsequential. Your ego is a waste of time. Your ego is a waste of life. It is a waste of your attention.

Nor are you here to salvage others' egos. Of course not. You do not pander to your own ego nor do you pander to another's ego. Uplifting another's spirit is not the same as encouraging their ego. Uplifting others is giving others a truer picture of themselves. It is ennobling them. It is not from ego that you uplift another. It is from love, and from love grows love. You are a grower of love.

Everyone at every moment is a beginner in life. Life has never ever been before what it is at this moment. You ad lib your whole life long. You live it by the seat of your pants. You are not a master of life. You are a participant in it. Yet you do get better at it. What you get better at is letting go.

Heretofore, you have been trying to stem life or divert it from its course. All the things that you have thought life ought to be, little by little, you find yourself letting go your directorship of. You drop the reins. And, as you do, it is life itself you engage in more, not less.

You begin to feel glad to see everyone who crosses your path. Like life, they may not be everything you want them to be, and yet your heart greets them with joy. They are there before you, and you are there before them, and you want to make their life a little easier, softer. To do that, all that is needed is your greeting of them. For the few moments they stand before you, you treat them like the king or queen they are. For a moment, you honor their presence, and you give them your full attention. And so you become the king or queen who so graciously welcomes the throng. They have come before you because you have something to give them. Even a nod gives them a sense of importance.

You have begun to know that their presence in your life, no matter how momentary, is important, for I have sent them to you for their upliftment — and yours.

For a moment, you give a little peace to someone, a little contentment, a little hope that maybe there is something to life after all, and that they are worth noting. What a little thing to do for another passenger on the ship of life! What a simple way to make their journey more comfortable! All you did was throw a crumb of yourself their way.

Heretofore, you have held on to yourself, keeping your feet tight on the ground, and your arms tight around yourself. Now you give yourself more. That doesn't mean you give yourself away. It means giving a little of what is yours to give. A little of your beneficence for the solace of another.

There is no one who cannot use a droplet of your silent awareness. And everyone who comes to you, that is what they want. The business dealings and so on are just an excuse to come before you and be blessed by being in your company.

When you give a particle of your attention to another, your posture changes. That is when you begin to reach your full stature. Then you are doing what you are meant to do. How good that feels to know that you are a messenger of love for Me and that that is what you are capable of. That is all you are capable of. There is nothing greater to be capable of.

What are all your accomplishments next to one act of your simply being a friend to man, whoever he is, whatever he looks like, and whatever your occupation is?

Be you a beggar, still a giver be. Be you the nabob, you are also holding your hand out, wanting a token of God. And so it is I, God, that you bequeath upon all you meet.

In truth, it is yourself that you meet. There is no else to meet. There is no one else there. And so I tell you to be good to yourself and all the representations of yourself. Be very good indeed.

The language you use matters. Language is only language, yet your choice of words matters. How you speak bespeaks your relationship to the world. How you speak bespeaks how you think the world relates to you.

I would suggest that you favor gentle speech. That may help to tame the world and yourself.

At the same time as I say this, your speech is more than your words and tone of voice. Your speech is a revealer. It reveals your consciousness.

You know what it is to be angry and still speak sweetly. That is commendable, but better yet that you speak sweetly and be aligned with your speech.

Sometimes you have been taught manners. You may have read books on manners, and you dutifully follow what you learn. You do well to use manners. How much better yet it is when manners, which are consideration, come from the wealth of your heart rather than a protocol.

There are situations that arise that have no prescribed protocol.

At these times take a breath and remember Me. Remember Whom you work for. Remember Whom you are representing. If you were wise and wonderful, how would you respond when someone gets your goat? Who is responsible for your irateness? You know it's difficult for anyone to make you do anything but what you choose to do.

Yes, you say you would rather not be angry, and yet you choose anger. Can you only be courtly when the person in front of you is nice? It is easy for you to be calm and well-mannered when the person in front of you is calm and well-mannered. Yet, can you only be what the person in front of you is? Can you only parrot emotions and words?

You understand by now that you are an actor in life. Actors play different roles. What if, in this situation you find yourself in and upset by, that you are to play the role of an exquisite lady or gentleman who always rises above the skirmishes in the world and rescues everyone who happens to be acting the role of an unruly person? Is it not possible that you can write the script for this scene of the play you are in? What if you can accommodate another person? What if you don't have to defend yourself? What if you don't have to get into it with him? What if this person before you is distraught for a substantial reason that has nothing to do with you? Do you have to know what it is? Could you be compassionate then and play well the role of one who gives solace rather than rebuttal? What would you have to prove then, beloved? Have you really thought that you have to stick up for yourself? Are you sure you're not sticking up for your ego?

No one has the right to speak harshly to you. Without exception, no one is right to direct rude anger at you. But nor are you right to redirect anger at anyone. Expression of anger is unmannerly. You will agree that all anger, no matter how exalted, is rude, won't you? Of course, you think that your anger is justified. You wouldn't be angry otherwise.

And now I am going to tell you that no matter the perceived cause, no anger is justified. I know you will argue with me over this. Let me put it this way - there is no justification for your portraying yourself as less than you are. I have told you Who you are. When you feel anger, that is when to become creative, give your best performance, and be a true star in the play of life.

Heavenletter #3983 Published on: October 21, 2011

Tell Me frankly, is there really anything but love that you crave?

You associate many things with love, and yet, they are not love. Without love, they are nothing.

Some things that represent love are money, food, candy, jewelry, flowers, a smile, a pat on the back, time spent with you, invitations, a ride. Yes, these are very nice, yet without love, these are nothing. A dandelion held out to you by a child's hand is always real because the gift comes fully from the child's heart without prompting.  The other samples may be or may not be real. You want the real thing. Of course.

Love can be given in so many ways, and you, hungry as you are, want all of them. Sometimes, or often, or all the time, you cannot get enough, for you feel love is lacking. You look for it everywhere and may find it nowhere. You may have received real love in the past, but where is it now? You forage for love. You seek and do not find.

Perhaps you are looking for your worth in the attention of others upon you. This is a losing feat. You have to give to yourself the love and approbation you seek. Otherwise, you are clingy. And clingy means that you are demanding. You cannot demand love from anyone. Love has to be its own. Meanwhile, in a land of plenty, you may not discern love. And, yet, dear ones, there is nothing else real in this world but love. The proof of love you seek is an endless search, however. There is no badge to love. There is no token of love that can fit the bill.

You also are not certain that you have love to give. You may give it, and it is received, and yet your heart feels hollow. You feel bereft of love. You seek it in your own heart and find it not. Where lies this pot of gold that you seek? It seems to be beyond you.

If this is your situation, stop hunting and just give the love that your heart wishes it had to give. Give away every vestige of love you have. Give the thought of love. Keep giving it.  Empty the love in your heart, and you will be filling your heart up with love.

Love is not a commodity. You cannot pick it up with your fingers. You cannot bind it in ribbons. You cannot hang it on the wall. You cannot distribute it like a handshake. You cannot pick up scraps of love. You cannot sew them together. As soon as love is gathered, it is flown. It escapes your reach.

And yet I tell you and tell you again that there is naught in the whole world but love. Where is it then? Where does it exist?

Consider love energy, beloveds. What does science say about energy? They say it is never lost. Energy is. Energy exists. Without the energy of love, you could not lift your hand. You could not read My message. Without love, you wouldn't be alive in your body.

Will you now please accept that you are love, and that you are love complete? You can stop searching for love, for you yourself are an embodiment of love. You are an embodiment of My love. My love, like energy, cannot be gainsaid. It cannot be undone, nor can it be forsaken. I made you from love. Accept this one thought and make it your own. Do this, and you will be revolutionized, and you will stir the world to greater heights. Love exists, and you are love. With or without your body, you are love.

You and I are One Love. We are All That Is. We are energy. From the Font of Silence, comes energy.

You cannot take great strides and find fault at the same time. Which would you rather?

You may not feel that it is your choice to find fault or not to find it, but whose choice is it? Is it the choice of the environment? Is it the choice of the person you find fault with? He would rather that you found something else in him.

Is it the choice of your upbringing? Is your faultfinding something you just shrug your shoulders at? Is it inevitable that you will be displeased? Is that what you choose? Is that your stance?

I am not suggesting that you pretend. I am not suggesting that you push away or cover up what you find disagreeable. I am not suggesting that you close your eyes. I am trying to encourage you to see what else also is there which perhaps can take precedence.

When someone holds their hand up, you can see the fingers or you can see the space in between the fingers. You can be stopped short or look far. You can reverse the fine tuning of your sight and therefore your heart. Where has your emphasis of seeing been? Where do you choose to put it?

Have the intention to see what is worth seeing, and you will see more of it. It is like this: If you are looking for a certain street, you are more likely to find it than if you were not looking for it.

Unless you choose another street, it is likely that you will follow your same route. Obviously, unless you choose another street, it is unlikely that you will walk on it.

Choose your destination, and you will go there. You do not have to stay on the same street corner, waiting for others to give you a hand-out. You are not at the mercy of what comes by. Be not derelict in choosing what matters to you.

No one would prefer to be dismayed rather than overjoyed. Yet it may be that you prepare yourself for dismay more than joy.

Sometimes you believe it is smart to pick out the flaw, as if you are a stalker and you take delight in finding prey to pounce on.

Now stalk that which gives joy to your heart.

Predict your delight.

What would you like to find on your walk through today? Be on the outlook for it.

Instead of thinking what annoyance is going to come to you, or what a pain this or that is or will continue to be, set your sights differently. Look for what will add to your heart's wealth. You have had enough to detract from it.

Distract yourself. Set out on a different journey of discovery. Count and court the lovelinesses today.

When someone gives you a silver dollar that is tarnished, your heart can point out the silver just as well as the tarnish.

Put on different goggles.

Coins hold both heads and tails. All you have to do is turn a coin over to see the other side. When something unlovely seems to assault you, view it from another way.

What goodness and beauty have you been withholding from yourself? Must what has already been continue?

What you see is not up to anyone but you. The speck is in your own eye.

This is a wonderful thing to know, because now you can remove it.

Remember that I am personal to you. How else can you come close to Me? Not impersonally. You can know a lot about someone, or Me, from others, but you want to know for yourself. You want a sighting that is yours. You want a hearing that is yours. You want to taste for yourself. You want your heart touched. You don't just want to hear what others have to say. You don't want to take My existence solely on somebody's word. When I am based on hearsay, you may have intellectual understanding, but intellect takes you only so far, and then you are left out, on left field, as it were.

That others have visited with Me is nice, but you want your own visit. That others have seen Heaven is admirable, but when is it your turn? When do you see for yourself?

You know that I am beyond the five senses. Reference to Me is also beyond the senses. Perhaps We can say, you experience Me deep within the senses. There is a sense of something when you draw close to Me, but you know that I am not physical and the sense of Me is then other than physical. And you are a manifestation of the physical only so long as you are in physical form, but you are not the physical either.

The intellect and the physical can take you only so far. And they may get in the way of your knowing Me firsthand, of your awareness of Me firsthand.

Words can only express so much. They cannot express Me. You who are My thought can only think so far about Me, for I am, of course, beyond thought. When you have conscious awareness of Me, you have a sort of memory that I was there in a space where there was no thought but where there was light, and afterwards you have the thought that We were in touch in some special lighted place of being.

Some know Me as a feeling, as an exhaling sigh. You cannot quite remember the inhale, but you know you breathed Me in.

Some feel Me on their skin as a cooling breeze that blew on them.

It matters not how you feel aware of Me. But it matters that you do.

Now here's the thing. It is hard to notice that which is always with you. I am always with you. Truly you have no contrast with which to know Me.

When you think you are without Me, most likely you have been looking too far afield. You have been looking for an outward manifestation of Me. Perhaps you have been looking for what is called a miracle.

You expect Me to arrive in a blinding light. You expect your whole being to be transformed and that you will never return to life as it was. You expect you will see auras and know all the answers to life and never be muddled again. Once knowing Me for yourself, you expect fulfillment of all your preconceived ideas.

Get rid of your preconceived ideas, and you will know that you know Me.

I am casual. I am not an announced event. I am a quiet Accompanier of you. I am a constant Companion Who resides within you. You cannot take a breath without Me.

See what happens when you consider that I am always close to you rather than far away. See what happens when you consider that I am One Who gazes at you, that I am One Who longs even for a mere glance from you.

Consider Me rather than yourself.

Consider what I want, and I want you to come closer to Me. I cannot come closer to you. I am as close as close itself. But you can turn your awareness more closely to Me, and then you will begin to know Me in the very fiber of your being. Our breaths touch. Our consciousnesses meld as in water. And then, Whom do you come to know? Me, or you?

Here is another thing: When you feel down, you have been relying on yourself too much. Rely on Me, and a burden will be lifted from your shoulders. You cannot carry what you cannot carry. You cannot carry the weight of the world. You cannot even carry yourself around and that which you call problems with you.

What can you undo? What can you unravel? That which you can, do. That which you cannot, give to Me. In your act of giving to Me, you will feel lighter.

It is only pride that keeps you from asking for help from others on earth. Asking for help is a good thing, not a bad thing. When you ask for help in the world, you give another an opportunity to be a helper. You are giving another an opportunity to represent Me. That is a generous act of yours to ennoble another to act on My behalf.

Here's where your thinking can change. You who ask for help also are representing Me as well as those who give help. Yes, I can do anything, but I do so with your help. I have told you that you are My hands. I am not shy to ask you for help. I am God Almighty, and yet I ask you to serve Me. Tenderly, I ask you to serve Me. What I can ask, so can you.

Pride is a very heavy thing to carry around. It is almost like a penance. You do not need to have higher standards than anyone else. Isn't that what pride is? That you are too high to get down? That you must not kneel? That you must somehow ravage through life without ever bending your knee?

When did I ask that of you? When did I ask you to be so holy that you need nothing and no one to help you?

When you are ruled by pride, you have put yourself in debt. You are extracting from yourself. You are practicing usury, for the interest you pay on your pride is too much.

Perhaps you think you have humiliation more than pride, but humiliation is pride gone awry. When someone takes your pride away, you feel humiliated. You can feel humiliated if you want, but humiliation is only the other side of pride. Both are of your own making. Neither pride nor shame belong to you.

Pride is not honor, and lack of pride is not dishonor.

I do not tell you to be sloppy or careless about life, but I don't tell you to be bolted down either. Take pride in your work, but pride is not your work, and it is not your pay. You craft something with attention to it. To pass off faulty work as finished is against truth, but do not think that pride is truth. To do good work is a given. It is natural. Be grateful that you have work to do, and that you do it well.

Watch out for pride because it is easy for pride to have you perform for its sake and then leave you wondering what you were doing. Pride is not enough.

Do not mix up pride and strength. Pride is a form of ego. And ego is always weak, complicated and competitive.

You don't need pride. You need Me. Pride stands in the way. Be My child and do My will, and know that all are equal in their relationship to Me. You cannot change that. All you can change is your relationship to the world, and pride must be swallowed in order to do that.

Angels do not go around being proud. They do not go around being humble. They go around being angels. They are serving Me, and so shall you serve Me.

Peace and love are synonymous. Love, like peace, does not have to have a thunderous drum roll. Love does not require lightning and fireworks. Quiet peace, quiet love. When you are in peace, you are being without fanfare. Peace is not boring. Really, you do not need all the sensations you surround yourself with.

Peace be unto you is a great blessing. And you can be at peace. You do not need to desire tumult in your life. Life is not meant to be riding a roller coaster. Love is not meant to be tumultuous. The movie marquees say Torrid Love. Do you really desire to be blown away or might you like to be in peace with a faithful friend by your side? I am that Friend, and you are Mine, and all are friends if only peace were known.

Think of the difference between what you covet and what you desire. Desire for good and you will not covet.

There is no peace without love. When you love, you can breathe and you are at peace. Peace is far more than absence of strife. Absence of strife, however, is a good place for peace to begin to reveal itself.

True love cannot stay at a peak of excitement. True love is more like a quiet plateau where peace falls like mist upon the shore.

Be with love. You don't have to be in love, for you are love. Without all your pretenses, you are love to be seen. Desire peace within your heart and you will know love in every direction. Your heart will boom love and your heart will be calm in its love. The beat of your heart will be stronger, not necessarily faster. Your heart will be a true heart, true to itself, true to Me, and true to all.

Your heart and mind will be attuned to each other. Your mind will be silent too. It will stop marauding your every thought. Your mind will settle down and give you a little peace.

When you think about it, haven't you always wanted the peace that surpasseth understanding? This is peace surpassing the mind which has so much to think about and ponder over. Peace exists by itself, dependent upon nothing but itself. Let your pulse be slow and easy. Let your heartbeat throb in unison with peace of love assured. It is quite difficult to live on Earth in a human body without peace flowing through you. Absent yourself not from peace. Absent yourself from the throaty emotions that endanger peace. Let not peace be an endangered species in your heart. Your heart is meant to cadence love and nothing but love.

To live in peace is a great thing. Usher in peace to your life. Make room for it. Make peace welcome. Offer it a seat in your heart and in your living-room. Nourish peace, and it will grow. Rescue peace. Make it available to all. Free-cycle peace. Free-cycle peace more than you talk about it.

Peace, like love, like Me, is not possible to describe and delineate. All that can be said is that you thrive on peace. Peace is the garden in which you grow. You incubate in peace, and you are to never leave it. Tell Me that you are not going to trade in peace for a few moments of thrill. A roller coaster ride comes to an end. Peace is non-ending. Ascend to peace in your heart, and you are making way for peace in all hearts.

Come, join Me. Be a fan of peace.

Let Me come to the fore of your life. There is no better company than I. Through thick and thin, I am with you. If you want Me to silently trail after you, I do that. If you want Me to be voluble, I whisper in your ear. I am to you whatever you want Me to be. No matter what, I am your Friend. There is no other like Me.

That I accommodate your intention does not mean I am malleable. I do not take bribes. I do not favor one over another. I love all. I Who am Power itself am helpless when it comes to love. Nothing can deter me.

There is nothing you can do to prove that I do not love you. There is nothing that can happen to you that disproves My love. Try as you may to disbelieve in My love, My love will course through your disproval of Me, and nor does your approval buy you points. I Who Am so personal nevertheless cut a wide swath. You may see one way. You most certainly do, and I see another way. We can say that from the top of the mountain, I see all and know all and love all.

From your preoccupation in the world, you see one way while I see another. What you see as tragedy, I see differently. I have the long-view, and you have the close-up. You value close-ups, no matter how much they may make your heart ache. You see loss, and I see Truth. In Truth, there is no loss. Physicists know that.

But, alas, you have to take that on faith that I know what I am talking about. You do not yet recognize that you are short-sighted. With the glasses you wear, you simply can't see the Overall as the Overall is. You see death when death is not. You believe utterly in your illusions. "But, God, but God." you say. There are no buts about it, dear ones. You and I are One, and I am here to stay. That means you are here to stay as well. Eternity and Infinity are.

In your view, everything is in disproportion. Your view is distorted. My view is pristine. Your vision lacks what your heart deep down knows. My heart is already smack in the center of yours, and yet you run around the rim. In Truth, your heart is solid. There can be no heartbreak. There is no reason for heartbreak. You allow toy rubber knives to cut your heart. This is what suffering amounts to.

Suffering is not noble. It is not worthy. It is not real. Oh, yes, it seems very real. It seems the realest of all. Nevertheless, suffering is a trumped-up thing. There is no reason to suffer. There is no sense to it. Suffering is painful, and yet you adhere to it. You believe in cause and effect. You believe that A has to cause B. You believe that it is inevitable that you suffer. And so you suffer. You allow Earth Life to be your backbone, and it fails you. A loved one dies, and you fight it. You are sure this is not supposed to happen, and yet, in Earth terms, it has always been so. The Great Ones leave the Earth, and your great loves leave the Earth. Be not sad for them nor for you. What is true never leaves.

What is false never was. Attachment is a losing game. In the outward world, nothing stays the same. In Truth, there is nothing that changes. Love is, life is, and they are Eternal, and what more can I say?

Sing this song of love to Me today:

"Dearest God, My God, My one and only God, how blessed I am to have You in my life, surrounding me, uplifting me, praising me. How sweet are You in my life! My heart overflows with the goodness You bestow on me. As You are One, am I also one, and I do feel I am Your blessed favored child.

"Your love is insurmountable. It overtakes everything. It comes in all directions. Your love is the flow of the universe, and I am a part of it. I am a connecting thread, and all is connected to You. Yes, You are the Connector but that says too little. You are the Connected as well. You are the Connecting. You are It. Oh, You are All of It!

"I love it when I feel bursting love for You, dear God. Just now love for You propelled itself forward like a basketball moving smoothly through the net. I suppose I am the basket You fall through, and yet I can't find where I am in all this love for You. It seems to go on independent of me. Yet it sweeps me up. I am careened in Your love.

"I begin to feel that I am Your love on earth. I am the carrier of it. I am Your lofty ideal. Oh, but I get Us mixed up! I am not sure I exist at all. But I know You exist, and more than in my heart. My heart is only a small bit of You. I must not keep You there. You burgeon out.

"Oh, yes, You are volleyball more than basketball. You are a volley of love. The love that is You bounces around from hand to hand, court to court. You don't move, and You never stay still. You are the Entire.

"You are like a solvent. You are water poured upon the waters. You are my soul. You are the Big Dipper, and You ladle me. You ladled me to earth. You raise me to Heaven. And You ladle me again. You stir me, but You do not disturb.

"I roll over in my love for You, Godness. Billowy clouds of Your love encompass me. They wrap me up. But they are see-through, these enveloping billows. I am wrapped and unwrapped in the universe. I am rapt in Your attention. I am enraptured. I have been captured by my love for You — or is it Yours for me?

"I feel like We grow together. We hold hands and swing around. Our eyes meet, and then We merge. I merge into You. Who would not want to merge with You, dear God? Who would not want to drink in Your holy breath and be overcome, overtaken, to reach and be reached by You?

"I don't even know who is the Reacher? Is it You or is it I?

"I don't even know who is the Swinger. Do You swing me or do I swing You? I know I am swung. I am catapulted.

"Do Your arms lift me, or is it Your eyes? With eyes like Yours, full of love, there is no need for arms. It is all metaphorical anyway, parts of a body ascribed to You. You are the Greatest Metaphor, and You are no metaphor at all.

"You long to be met. You forge Yourself forward in front of everyone, eager to be met. 'See Me! See Me!' Your invisible eyes say, 'See Me! See Me before you. And take Me with you today.'

"The yearner and that which is yearned for are the same. It is the Self calling to the Self. There is One Self, and it is called God. You are called God. I do not know my own name yet, but I know You call me Love.

"There is One God Who trips over Himself, for He is everywhere. He abounds. He teems the universe. He is the universe. He is Everything rolled into One.

"You, God of the Universe, are the depth of the ocean, and You are the highest pinnacle of Heaven. You are the crumbs thrown upon the waters, and You are the waters. You are Energy Personified. You are the Whole of It. You are the Spender of You, and You are the Splendor.

"Spend Me today, Oh Lord! Spin the coin of me upon the waters of the universe. Let me come heads up. Let me be Your coin today. Or let me be Your crust of bread that soaks up the whole universe. Let me be Your bread cast upon the waters. Let me be with You today."

And when you have sung your song to Me today, I will sing it back to you.

Your whole life is a process of releasing, not grabbing on. You have often thought the opposite.

You are immersed in life in order to let go of your holding on to it. You do not know how much more there is left for you to let go of. You have layers of control yet ready to dissolve. You do not yet know the depths or extent. And you fear to even think of letting go.

You have let go of a lot, and yet there are many more locks to let go of. You are not done yet. It is not really yours to decide how much you should still hold on to. What you are letting go of is that very sense of control.

You worry that you won't get control back. You worry that somehow everything will go awry if you let go of it. You think you have to keep your finger on every pie.

Do you know what letting go is? It is trust. Have confidence.

Holding on does not move life forward. It holds it back. You limit life when you hold on to it.

You wonder what will happen to the universe if you let go? You wonder who will take care of it.

But holding on is not the same as taking care of.

When you let go, you aren't throwing the universe to the winds. You give it to itself. You bless it. You help it board a ship of goodwill. You send it off to its destination. An anchored ship cannot sail. You are not meant to hold the ship of life in place.

Remember you are a sharer, not a holder. You are not the starter, and you are not the ender. You are a participant, but not an owner. You do not run a one-man show. There is no one-man show.

But what about responsibility, you wonder. Consider that your responsibility may be to let go.

After all, you will leave the running of the world to the children who are playing in it now.

Whatever your domain, let go of the control now.

If you are a mother, let go of control. That just means to free your children to their own good. You are not their governor. You are their mother. You are the nurturer.

If you are the writer of a book, you know that a book has a certain life of its own, and you must allow it.

When you give a recipe, you give it. You do not control the cook. You let go of your recipe. If you did not let go, you would find yourself anxious.

Life is like when you Godwrite. You take the pen in hand. You sit down to write, but you do not decide beforehand the order of the words. You listen to the choice and the sequence. You don't control. Your responsibility is to listen.

When you hold on to life or your scope of it, you are denying it its magnificence. And all because you fear to trust. Today be a learner of trust.

When you trust, you have freedom. When you have freedom, you can then give it. Give yourself freedom so that you will be a freedom-giver.

Life is an exploration. It is not a finished product. It is fluid. It is light.

The candle is lit, and you share the light of your candle. Others bring their candles to light from yours. And then there is more light. You do not set a limit on how many candles can be lit from yours. The light isn't yours anyway. You cannot hoard light. Let others shine theirs. Let them shine away.

You are not a limiter. You are a releaser.

Let life live its own course. Be a welcomer to it. Be a cheerer of it.

Not one of you begins to know your value, and your value to Me. Oh, yes, sometimes you ride high on the hog, but most of the time, you settle for the limits the world has placed on you. Most of the time, you feel more like an ox pulling a cart than a Divine Human Being. Oxen, no more nor less than you, know what purpose they are serving, but it is safe to say that oxen know their Ox-ness. They do not know the word Oxen, but they truly live the beingness of oxen to the hilt.

Sometimes you wonder what animals think they are and what they’re doing on Earth. And yet you, much of the time, don’t know what you are and what you are doing on Earth. You may not contemplate being a Human Being as a giant privilege you were granted. You may see being a Human Being more as a low-paying job, and you a draft animal pulling a cart, not knowing what’s inside the cart nor where you are going with it.

But you, beloveds, are Divine Human Beings. You are not less. You were given to Earth to bless the animals and all of Earth. You were not intended to be a drone nor to see yourself as one. You fill a particular holy place. You have a unique far-reaching assignment that only you can fulfill. You are the only one who arrived on Earth in the particular time and space you did and to the parents you did and to the life you did. And you are the only one who can fulfill your destiny.

There is a point in time and space when you take over the responsibility for yourself, and this is when you begin to see a vaster horizon and feel drawn to the part you are to play. It is very vague to you, and yet you are drawn to it. You know it is there waiting for you. You know it is at hand. It is so close, you can almost taste it.

You are an Expanded Being. You are not hobbled, nor are you bent over. You are a tall Human Being, and you must stand tall. You are beginning to acquire some sense of your being present on Earth for a reason, and a reason that will bring you and the world happiness. You are not here to just put in your time. Your life is not to be idled away. Nor is it to be lived for you and your own enjoyment alone. You are to enjoy and to know that your joy has to be spread out to the world. You don’t have to go everywhere in the world to share your joy. You just have to send it out.

I sent you to emanate My love. How are you going to do it? When will you do it? Do it right now regardless of what you are doing. Wherever you are and whatever you are doing, there is not yet enough love. Let there be more. You can be assured that everyone around you craves and needs more love, and they are waiting for you to get it going. So your major purpose is to give love no matter where and no matter what.

Yet, within that frame, there is a special lamp that is yours to light. You will find it, and your hand will turn on the switch, and this light of yours will brighten the world. You are very near that certain lamp of yours. Reach your hand out now.

Do not let pain flummox you. It does not have to be the master of your heart. Even with pain, love exists. Do not be embarrassed that your body hurts. Holler your pain, if you must. You have a right to be heard. You do not pretend pain away. And yet you can make peace with it. You can hear it as if from a distance. It does not have to yell at you. As with music that is too loud, lower the dial. Raise your threshold. Listen to a different station.

Even if you hold Me responsible for your pain, call Me to your side. Let Me sit by you and hold your hand. You can have Me and have pain. Pain does not have to keep you away from Me. Pain does not have to serve as a battlefront. It is not a cause for strife. Pain is hard enough. Do not absent yourself from Me for any reason. Do not shake your fist at Me, beloveds. With pain, love Me just the same. The other side of pain is love. Look to love. Whatever pains you, look to love. Bring Christ to you. He knew how to deliver himself from pain. Let his freedom from pain enter you. Behold the Christ within you, not a suffering Christ, but the Christ who put physical pain in its place, and love first. You are not meant to be Christ on the Cross. You are meant to be Christ resurrected.

Within you is a temple of Christ. Let your heart be the altar. Let the pain be the threshold then. And you cross over it. Enter the chamber of love, of love golden, of love more powerful than anything the world conceives of. The world conceives of pain, but pain is not your God, and pain is not your Christed Self. Do not give homage to pain. You may feel it, but it does not have to own you. Do not be consumed by it. Be expanded by it. Turn every wave of pain into a wave of love. This is not lying to yourself. This is admitting Truth. With every cry of pain, your heart still beats love. The greatest pain does not light a candle to the power of love. Bless all who are in pain, and bless all those who are not.

Bedridden, agonized, be yet a symbol of the power of love. Whatever the pain, let your eyes be eyes of love. The pain does not have to display itself in your eyes. Let go of the fear of pain, and replace it with love. Let your eyes be full of love. See with your heart and not the pain. Pain is not holy. You are.

My love for you is a given. You have My love. Let your heart be full of it. Make love your beloved. Make love your every thought. Hand over your pain to Me. You do not have to keep it to your bosom. You do not have to take it to heart. Take love to heart. Take My love and make it yours. I give it to you. I give you love.

And now I place my hand on your body where your pain sits, and I would stroke it away. It is needless the pain. I will ask it to leave. And if it does not, then I ask your sense of pain to leave. You have been acquainted with pain long enough. The physical is all imagined anyway, beloveds. The physical is not real. It is physical. No matter how real the physical may feel, only that which is beyond physical is real. And what is beyond physical is love, Our love, and Our Oneness of love. Know you are loved. With or without pain, you are loved. No one is loved more than you. Be you triumphant over pain. Supersede pain with love. You are My beloved. Pain will end. Love will not.

When you open your eyes wider, you see what you may not have seen before. Just so, when you open your heart wider, your heart may love where it has not before.

How wonderful your heart would feel if you left it wide open, and it could simply love without instruction from you. It could simply love carte-blanche without reservation. It could embrace without waiting for a thumbs up from you. How happy your heart would be to know only thumbs up and never be acquainted with thumbs down.

This would be the end of judgment, beloveds. How much time and energy judgment has taken from you. It has become your boss, your tyrant actually. How conceited and supercilious judgment, the beheader, has become. Now, off with the head of judgment. Its turn has come. Don’t be squeamish. You never minded before turning your head and heart away from someone. You were like an imperious queen who swung her royal cape around her and swished away from her subjects, welcoming only other royalty and never the common man.

With the death of judgment, you will greet the unwashed as well as the washed. With the death of judgment, there is nothing that will keep you away from love. Judgment has been the structure built for withholding love. It has been a dam, and now that the floodgates are broken, love will flood the earth, and everyone will be drowned in love. Love will be swallowed whole, and every Being on Earth will love and be loved. Not even an exchange of love. It will be all love. Not love differentiated, but love, love supreme, love pure in the awareness of itself and nothing else.

Where love is, what else can enter? When love is all, what would love admit? The world would be a sorority or fraternity of love which has no initiation and to which everyone is admitted. All would be confreres on Earth. All would be collaborators, although there would be nothing to collaborate about, for all would be love.

Love would be supreme, but it would not be counted. There would be too much to count and no way to count it anyway. Love cannot be separated into divisions to be counted. If love had to be inventoried, you could count only as far as One. I tell you the score now. This is the score: One. Before the game begins, the outcome is assured, and the outcome is One.

When you allow judgment to argue this, what do you gain but more judgment? Has judgment been so enjoyable that you want to keep it? Do you really cast your vote for judgment over love? On which side -- if sides there were -- would you want to be on? Judgment or love? You would choose love. Why then must you persist in choosing judgment? Judgment does not make you mighty. It just makes you high and mighty. When you judge, you are snobbish about something.

Oh, beloveds, the tears that judgment has bought. The judged weep, and those who judge carry scars of the battle. What do you think judgment is but a battle? But it is not a battle between villains and heroes. You do not become a hero because someone else is made wrong. Whatever the offense of another, you villainize yourself with your indictment.

Find judgment guilty, if you must, and give it the guillotine. It has earned its just reward. It has defied love long enough. Adieu, judgment, adieu.

I have urged you to desire, to heap desire upon desire, because desires are the lamps that light your path. At the same time, I have urged you to be unattached to your desires. Desire to beat the band. And at the same time, let your desires go. You do not hold on to them. You let them make their own way.

It is as if you are a painter. You move the brush. And yet you also let the brush in your hand have a life of its own. In that sense, the painting does not belong to you. It belongs to itself.

In the same way, desires are yours, and yet they are not yours. They are like stars in the sky. You can pull each one to your heart, and yet stars are stars lighting the night sky. Stars are like pushpins that keep the night sky in place. And yet stars enter your heart and light it.

So with desires. They enter your heart and light it. You are lit with desires. Attachment to desires blocks their light. Be rampant with desires, and let them all go up like balloons in the sky.

Consider desires like your computer keys. You touch the keys lightly. You do not press hard on them.

When you start your car, you turn the key once, and that’s it. You don’t have to keep turning the key. Once turned, it’s turned, and the car starts. The sound of the motor may be imperceptible. Nevertheless, the engine has been started. You steer the car, beloveds, and you trust in the motor to propel you forward.

You can let go of desire in your mind, and yet it is still in sight.

Desires do not have maps. They are not a scavenger hunt. They are pre-set missiles, yet you cannot know the time they are set to go off. You can only know they will.

Desires are not something hidden in your grandmother’s chest in the attic that you must pore through. The contents have been taken out to hang in the fresh air.

Desires are like apple trees you have planted. They will bloom in time. Or you may find the fruit of your desire will be a peach. Or you may have apples and peaches.

The thing is you can desire any fruit you like. You may water the tree, but you leave the blooming to the tree. You do not whip the tree to produce fruit sooner. Yes, consider your desires like seedlings you have planted. Your desires will become full-blown trees bearing fruit. Your desires will land, and they will bear fruit. Meanwhile, you do not investigate your desires overmuch, or you will make bonsais of them.

Desire and watch your desires come true. Of course, some desires you directly manifest. When your desire is a cabinet, first you envision it. Maybe you find it on the curb. Or perhaps you buy the wood and hammer nails. When your desire is to wear rouge, you have to put it on. You don’t wait for an unseen hand. Yet when you desire great good to come to you, there is only so much you can do. And then just be ready to answer the door.

Desires are to be desired. Let your desires be oranges you throw up in the air as a juggler would. And when the oranges come back down, you catch them. Don’t worry, you will catch them.