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Peace is not something you plead for. Peace is something you give. It is that simple. You give peace. You send peace. You beget peace.

Peace is not a decision. It is an awareness on which a decision can be based, a decision to go by your essential nature.

You do not always feel love, yet you are love.

You do not always feel at peace, yet your nature is peace.

Those who strive for strife have been misled as to what feels good. Strife may take the Human mind off its painful thought for a while, so, in that sense, agitation is like a palliative. But it becomes addictive, and the mind craves more agitation to get its attention off its self-inflicted pain.

Those who have sought the stimulation and the righteous indignation of war have found it. Those who have sought the evenness of peace have allowed it.

Does not everyone know what My desire is? And My desire is not for Me but for you, and therefore it is for Me too. I Who am at peace desire you to have the Oneness of peace which is the Reality of Us.

You have imagined and become fraught at the thought that there is someone else out in the world who is not you and therefore is, at best, not interested in you, and, at worst, out to get you. But there is no one out there at all. There is only you and I. And so those who make war make it with themselves and feel noble.

There is the old expression that says you are your own worst enemy. I take that further. You are the only enemy. What your thoughts are, you will reflect. And what you reflect is multiplied in the mirror of life.

I did not set you down on a battlefield. You named it that. I set you down in a heavenly valley which you mistook.

You have seen ignorance, and you called it an affront. You took the ignorance for insult which shows your ignorance.

If you have seen enemy, now see something else instead.

All those who make war are like Chicken Little who thought the sky was falling. She made an error in judgment. She saw something and thought it was something else.

There is a mirror out there, and it shows your face to you.

I conceived you well. You have misconceived yourself.

Give a little, and no one can take away from you. Hold on, and you are vulnerable.

It is easy to say the word "peace". It is just as easy to give it. Get out of the midst of turmoil. It is not worthy of My child.

"Love your neighbor as yourself." That would work except that you do not love yourself, so you do not love your neighbor. You do love your neighbor as yourself, and that is a pitiful story of Human life which was given to be on a grander scale than that.

War is a culmination of poor vision, poor insight. Take the arrow out of your heart. You put it there. You thought it came from east or west or from over a hill, but it came from your own hand, and it is your own hand that has kept it there.

The moment the world wants peace, it will have it.

The world gets what it wants.

Peace can occur in an instant. But you do not believe that.

But belief has nothing to do with it. Beliefs are old, and you keep them around, and you begin to think that your beliefs are the only ones. Beliefs are nothing but old thoughts.

Get some new thoughts. Acquire new vision.

Give peace, or at least allow it.

You sense My eagerness for a world at peace. Do not feel that I turn away from you. I Who am the Originator of Peace cannot give you less than what I ask you to give.

Know My love for you, for it is deep. I have filled you with it. You are full of My love. And My love is ongoing. No matter what you say, no matter what you think, no matter what you think of Me, you have My love enduring. You are My heart. You are the reason for My Being. I am not here for nothing. I am here for you, My one child I created in My image.

What could My image be but of love and peace?

My image is not an image. It is truth. And the truth of Me is the truth of you.

Come to your rightful place next to Me. I have been saving it for you. Come right now with the gift of peace I give to you and you return to Me.

Look high. I am on high, and there is a place for you on high with Me. Forget petty squabbles. Remember Us.

I have great things for you to do. Drop your arms, and look into My eyes, for they are yours.

Life is to be lived more than it is decided. Decisions are often made ahead of the event. Once made, they may be made again and changed. Regrets are decisions made after the fact. Do not stir old food in your plate. Do not replay the cards you played yesterday. Do not relive your life. When you reach a certain corner, you are there. No need to retrace your steps. No need to agonize now over whether to go left or right or straight. It doesn't matter, beloveds. You are with Me whichever direction you choose.

To your mind, decisions are weighty. You think everything in life is consequential. You believe in the alphabet. You believe that each step is crucial to the next. You believe in logic.

All any choice means is that you did not take another. The whole course of your life is not changed because of one thing or another, although you may think so.

You could have made totally different decisions and you would still wind up exactly where you are now. You cannot determine ahead of time nor afterwards what led to what. Or, if you make such determinations, you have no way of knowing they are so. You can only second-guess.

Perhaps all paths are the golden brick road. No matter how undulated seeming, no matter how bumpy, perhaps the road you traveled is the same as the one untraveled. Perhaps you are exactly at the right place right at this moment now.

You have planted yourself where you will grow. You can only grow. And you can only grow from where you are now. Make fewer evaluations. The object of life is not quality control. It is not to control at all. You walk along in life. In practical terms, you don't control the wayside. You do not hammer at life. You do not use nails. You build your life with joists that spring up. We can say you discover life. Certainly, you perceive it.

How you perceive life is your choice. Perception isn't foisted on you. Or, if it is, you have the choice of accepting it or not. Your free will extends to perception. You may have fooled yourself with your perception. In fact, you have.

Climb another rung in the ladder, and you will see more clearly. The higher you climb, the more clearly you see. The higher you climb, the more clearly you will see Me. Even though I am everywhere and can be seen everywhere, you are the one who sees from the height at which you stand.

The relative world is the relative world. The corner you stand on may be wonderful or not wonderful. But counting your blessings is not old-fashioned. The more you count them, the more they multiply. Do not dismiss the power of your attention. What you make of things is what you make of things.

Desire to appreciate your life. Desire to have the appreciation right now. Your life depends upon your appreciation of it. You will bring your desires to you. Just the way you go to the supermarket and pick out what you want, request of life what you appreciate. See that it has already been delivered to you. You have say over what you desire and what you appreciate. This is the road you are on.

Feed your heart. Feed your soul. Do not feed your ego. Do not feed another's. When you bolster others, remind yourself that it is not their ego you are bolstering. Helping someone feel good about himself or building their ego isn't the same.

There is a difference between praise and appreciation. Praise sometimes just flips off the tongue. Appreciation, however, can exist only in truth. Be sure that you are speaking your truth. Your purpose is not to fluff another's feathers. Your purpose is to commit positive truth.

You are a builder of men. Build them with truth. Appreciation is the house. Extended praise is only trim. You don't want it to be fancy. Sometimes you get carried away with your words of praise, and they can become hollow. Watch out for overblown praise. It is a stretch. No need to exaggerate.

In the desire to encourage others, some of My children need to say less. Of course, some of My children need to say more. If you are stingy with voicing appreciation, work on it. A kind word is worth gold. Yet words require truth behind them. You would not give counterfeit coin to another, so do not deal in counterfeit words.

One of the best things you can do for your own sense of self is to always commit truth. Simply don't say anything unless it is true. You don't make assurances or promises unless you follow through on them. You make them true. If you say you will tidy your room, then tidy your room. If you say you will pick up something at the store, why, then pick it up.

When Abraham Lincoln as a boy walked miles to repay a penny, the point is not so much that he repaid the penny. The point is he did what he said he would do. And so must you.

Sometimes you are so busy, so caught up, that you haven't thought of what is true. You may have just gone along with words because it was easier and it bought you time. Meaningless words are … meaningless. You want every word of yours to be meaningful.

When you clean house, you don't pretend that you cleaned. The well-intentioned thought of cleaning is not the same as cleaning. When you fix your car, you go through more than motions. You don't kid yourself that you worked on it. You work on it. You make your thoughts come true.

And so with words you use to encourage others. Have them come from a well of truth. Have them come from a deep well.

When you say I love you, you want it to have substance. It may be the right thing to say, but it isn't right without truth.

When you say Thank you, you do not want the words to be a formality. You do not want to merely spit out words the way a candy machine does gumdrops.

Be simple of speech. Make each word you speak be worth its weight in gold. You are a selector of words. You are beading a necklace with your words. Your words are the beads. Make sure the necklace stays together and will not come apart. Tie each bead to the truth. Send out each word the same way the sun resolutely comes out of the east each morning.

Sometimes it isn't easy to know the difference between your heart and whim. You want to feed your heart always but not your whims always. Whims are frosting. Your heart is the cake.

Frosting is good, but in proportion to the cake.

By whim I mean you want something the way you want it perhaps for no other reason than that's the way you like it, even when the whim may be to your detriment rather than advantage. When you can't listen to anything or anyone else, probably that's when you are hearing whim loud. When you are spending more than you earn, probably whim is at work. Having the newest model of something is probably more whim than utility.

It is wise to have a rose on your desk for a rose reminds you of the eternal beauty in life. You may prefer to have a rose rather than eat a sandwich. That is your choice. That is fine. That is a decision that is yours to make. But sometimes it behooves you to put whim aside. Sometimes you seem unable to put whim aside easily. Other times you cannot or are unaware that whim is involved or that you have a choice.

When it comes to whim, often you are making unconscious choices. You are holding on to something. You are acting under compulsion rather than choice, as if there is something you must have in order to live. You are desperate for it, even though your life is hardly dependent upon it.

Listening does not mean obeying. It just means listening. Listen for clues in the universe that turn a page in your life. Whim often keeps life the same as it was, keeping it in place, when life is really to move on in.

Giving in to whims does not usually further your security. It may well perpetuate your insecurity. You want elegance which is fine. But you perhaps have chosen elegance over harmony. The table set with fine china and silver deserves to be a table where peace and harmony reign. Better to set a table with plastic and have harmony. Better to have harmony than the most exquisite table setting in the world. But you already know that.

Whims sometimes cater to status. Sometimes you go after a whim only to find that it is not a dream come true. Sometimes whims are merely patterns that you repeat. Sometimes whims are short-sighted. Sometimes they feed ego.

There is such a fine line between being good to yourself and strengthening your ego. This is not something you must think overmuch about, beloveds. You want to live life without too much thinking. But notice when you are on automatic. Pay attention. Automatic isn't the same as spontaneous. Automatic repeats itself. Let go more than you hold on.

When you are spontaneous, you are responsible to the present rather than the past. When you are spontaneous, you are not attached. Whims are often a kind of attachment to an idea which may not hold much reward for you. Free yourself from attachment.

Addictions may be considered whims that have taken over your life. You have given them far much more power than they merit and than you deserve. You deserve to be free. You do not deserve to be held back.

I bless you and offer you My heart. I have no whims. I have love.

If you cannot at this moment find it your heart to forgive, don't force it. Just let go of it. Forgiveness is not something you do.

In the case of a girlfriend or boyfriend or husband or wife who has left you and chosen another, your heart hurts on many levels, and your hurts go deep.

But even a small thing can harden your heart — even a stranger, a salesperson perhaps, is rude or indifferent to you, and you stand helplessly by.

The hurt you feel from a loved one cuts a deeper and wider swath, and yet, the hurts are the same. One you identify as big, and one you identify as small. Yet there is no difference in forgiveness except in the time you take to let go of the hurt.

In the case of a salesperson who does not treat you right, you may live it over and over again for a while, but you never thought your life was dependent upon that salesperson and soon enough you find other aggravations to take the place of this one. Perhaps another salesperson.

But in the case of a grand love, you do not think anyone can take their place. You think they are irreplaceable. You had a dream, beloved, and now your dream is defunct.

When someone you have loved no longer treats you rightly, through abandonment, through preference for another, through whatever device the human mind creates, you are convinced that your life is dependent upon the existence of your former love in it. Somewhere somehow you got the idea that your loved one had to stay your loved one, had to stay in your life, had to be there for you. You feel that he or she has been amputated from your life and heart and that you are left with an enormous wound that will not heal despite all your best efforts, all your prayers, all your will. You feel that your heart has been cut in half. You feel that love and trust and identity have been taken from you.

You would forgive if you knew how. You would forgive if you could see that this person, this individual who has left you did not leave you with a mortal wound. You would forgive if only you could see this tragedy differently.

Forgiveness is not a matter of will. It is not a result of effort. You are not going to force forgiveness anymore than you can force a lost love to return. Let go of effort. Effort can only push the wound deeper. Effort is opposed to letting go. Effort is indeed a form of holding on. You would control forgiveness if you could, but forgiveness is not something you control. Forgiveness is more like a discovery, more like something that arrives, more like something you finally allow yourself to receive.

When you are in the midst of your agony at what seems like betrayal, you feel you can never recover. It doesn't help you to hear that you are better off. You are hurting right now. It doesn't help you to hear that you will get over it.

What does someone else know of the depth of your devotion? In truth, beloved, despite your pain and your loyalty, your devotion is more like attachment than devotion. Love would bless your loved one along their path, wouldn't it? Even when the path is a different one from yours. You do not want to listen, but your pulse beats: "What good would it be to be with one who no longer wants to be with me?"

Somehow you hold the other person responsible, but they committed no sin. They may not have desired this change either. What were they supposed to do? Pretend? And for how long? And would you really have wanted that?

What do you think it would cost you to say to your lost love — to say silently:

"I wish you well. Be on your way. I will go on mine. I release you from any imagined obligation to me. You are obligated to follow your own heart, not mine. I would not rule you. I do not wish to take you away from your happiness, anymore than you wanted to take my happiness away from me. I only imagined for a while that you were my happiness. Forgive me for making you responsible for my happiness. I know now that you are not. You never were. It was my own dream, and now my dream of life with you is at an end. And now my new life begins. Thank you for all the joy you gave me, and thank you for moving on when that was what you had to do. I give you a good send-off to your new life, and I welcome mine.

"And if I cannot say this to you truly from my heart, then I ask God to do it for me. I ask God to bless you in my name, and I ask God to relieve me of any burdens I hold to myself or any restrictions I would put upon you. I ask God to make me as free as you. God's love can melt my heart that hardened toward you. God's love will.

"I wait for the miracle of His love to reach me fully and undeniably. God has said it takes only willingness, not my will. I have plenty of willingness.

"Meanwhile, I go about my life, and I give little bits of my love along the way to friends and strangers until my heart is once again open to the fullness of the love that I can give."

It costs you nothing to say this. The universe will hear it. And I have heard it. I heard it long ago before you spoke it, My beloved.

The concept of minding your own business is easy to believe in and not so easy to do. The difference between helping another and staying out of their affairs is not always distinct. There is no formula. The line between helping someone and intruding is a fine one indeed.

If a man is beating his horse, and you stay his hand, he thinks you're intruding. You know better. You know that if you do not intercede, you are sanctioning cruelty. The horse is a helpless creature who has no protector at the moment except you who happens to be there. Other situations are not so clear.

When do you go too far, and how do you know?

When is it your place to help and when is what you give not help at all?

When is getting in the middle meddling and when is it honorable?

In daily events, who are you to know what another's life should be and deign to step in?

Is it even your place to pray for another unless they have asked? Should their life be according to what they choose or what you do?

Instead of praying to Me that another should change their ways, put them in My light. Let the arrangement of their life be between them and Me. It is not that you do nothing. Putting someone in My light is doing a great deal, but it's just that you let others seat themselves. Your role isn't to be a social worker. Let those who can speak for themselves speak for themselves. Help yourself more. You need not ride on the backs of others. Be a humanitarian to yourself.

Pity no man. What gives you the right? Whatever another's life may be, they prefer that it be their own. They might not want yours. Whatever another's life may be, they extract the pleasure from it that is theirs. Every man must chew his own tobacco. You cannot do it for him.

You do not always know what is another's good, any more than you know your own.

Let no man put asunder.

I am not suggesting that you be indifferent to others. I am asking you to be more considerate.

Sometimes your help has not been appreciated, and you are left bewildered. Perhaps it was not help. There was something there intended to make you feel good, and instead you began to feel discounted. Be not so eager to insert yourself. Wait until you are asked. And even then…

Some of My children help too much. Let that not be you. Do not override another's life. Do not take over. Let them ride their own horse, and you ride yours. You are not the overseer of another.

It is not for you to say what another adult should or should not do. That would be pompous of you. Even if you by some chance are correct, it would still be pompous of you.

Your life is not a foregone conclusion. Your life is not at the end of someone's stick. Your life is yours, and another's is theirs. Is this not as it should be?

No one knows for sure what is for another's good. Be not an intermediary between another and their life. It is their life. No matter how well-intentioned you are, do not be so active in another's life. Be true to your own. Be true to Me. Rise above the mundane in life.

Hands off is a big help.

You are a seeker of freedom. You long for it. Not only those in prison long for freedom. Everyone does. What you seek is freedom from intervention. You don't want someone telling you what you can and cannot do. You don't want to be chained anywhere to any degree. You want to come and go as you please. You don't want to be limited by anything. You want the freedom of wealth and the freedom to make any choice you wish. Alas, the world does not always give you the freedom you desire.

There is one freedom that is yours, guaranteed, and that is the freedom to love. How much, when, where, how — that is up to you. Regardless of circumstance, this is your choice. Of course, you have the freedom to despair, retaliate, give up, cry, moan, but never are you without the choice to love.

Of course, you do not see love as a choice. You probably see love as something that arises in some situations and not in others. There are circumstances under which you cannot even imagine feeling love. Beloveds, if you find yourself in an unwieldy situation and you cannot direct love to others, then at least give some love to yourself. Rather than give yourself despair or anger, reward yourself with love. If you were to live life with your best interest in mind, what would you give to yourself? And that which you give to yourself, can you not share it with another?

In unwieldy situations, who needs love more than one who withholds it? Is not their avowed distance from love a sure sign that they need more of it? If you are not to be stingy with love, then what can you do but give it? Obviously, We are not talking about hugs and kisses. We are talking about silent intention. Intention is a direction, and silently you pause a moment and let your attention fall on love. Locate your heart of love. It has to still be there.

The secret to that cove of love in your heart is to remember Me. Do not project your anger onto the other or Me. Instead, project love. Accept My love. Your heart can step out of the shade into the sunlight of My love.

You are not to fake love. No, never. Pretense of love is a dismissal of love, and never would I advise you to dismiss love. I ask you to truly admit to the love that is in your heart.

The love in your heart knocks on its walls, asking to be let out. You who may feel imprisoned in life have imprisoned your heart. There is no one to cast blame on for what you do with your heart of love. You are the only one who can thwart your heart. You are the only one who can free it.

Your heart is greater than any circumstance. Your heart is the greatest thing in the world, and it must be freed of any bonds you have put on it. You have a heart. You cannot be heartless.

Less than love is bogus. Love can shine through anything, everything. It must shine through, or life would be but a tennis match. You are one who rises above circumstances. That means finding love in your own heart, no matter what, even when love from another is denied you.

Until you love, do not kid yourself that you are doing the best you can. The best you can do is to love.

You have ideas about love. Love doesn't need your ideas. Love cannot be reduced to your descriptions of it. What occurs on the surface of life is extraneous to love. Of course, you thought that surface expression was what love was about. But, whatever goes on with love on the surface of life is but an inkling.

There is no decline to love. There is no upsurge. But that is how you watch love. You watch for it to go up and down, or down and up. You watch for love to commit an error, as if love could be anything but love. Strike the idea that love can ever be in error. Strike the idea that love can ever be absent. Strike the idea that love can ever be anything but whole.

Ups and downs of love are your appraisal. Love is the same independent of any ideas or charts you keep of it. Love is not a temperature you take. Love is infallible.

You make too much of love on Earth at the same time as you make not enough of it. But what you make of love has nothing to do with it. Love exists without your commentary. Your greatest experiences of love are but a smidgeon of awareness of love. We come back to your awareness, time and time again.

Perhaps your awareness is more on how you feel another perceives your giving of love than it is on your giving love itself. Never mind perception. Give love. Love is never to be withheld, but attachment is. Often have you mixed up love with attachment, but you are learning nevertheless.

Love holds not at all. Love is not grasping. Love lets go of anchors. It needs none. Love is as free as a bird. Set love free every day. Open the windows of your heart to let love out. Your concern is not what amount of love flies in the window. Your concern is the outflow. But, of course, that is no concern at all. When love flies out the window, that does not mean it's gone. If you must measure immeasurable love, then measure the outflow. If it is not enough, open the valves of your heart wider.

Of course, love is uncountable. You may also think that there is no accounting for love. What there is no accounting for is the perceived absence of love. I opened the floodgates of love in the universe, and they have never been closed.

Are there those who would block it? Yes. But that is not your concern. If concern you must, yours is to keep the nonexistent gates of love open. Keep your hearts open, beloveds. Let the drum-beats of love roll.

Love is not an exertion. It takes no effort at all to love. Effort has blocked love, or it has forced it out. Effort has forced that which needs no forcing.

Often you have looked over your shoulder at love and wanted to track its repercussions. You have been afraid of being thought a fool. But is it not the height of foolishness to snub the love in your heart? Remember, I do not speak of show of love here. I do not speak of gifts or avowal. I speak of love itself. Love needs no declaration. It needs no bended knee. It simply needs to be allowed. Let the love in your heart flow. One example of love creates great cheering in Heaven. And is not love the cheer you give to the world?

Even if the world didn't need upliftment, you would still emanate love. You would emanate it more because you would know that love alone is and that there is nothing else to do while you are here on Earth but love. Now emanate love, for that is why I have chosen you and what you have to do.

Every day a child is born. Every day there is rejoicing. Giving birth is great cause for rejoicing. It proves that even the physical body is an instrument of God's Will. The arrival of a new baby gives you a great inkling of the spiritual realms. You know the baby is more than its physicality, and you know that your baby is fresh from a Godly realm. You know it is a child of God you hold in your arms, and you feel a great surging of love in your heart, and you know you are blessed with the love of God and a fruitful life.

To you, love seems to have its peaks and its furrows. To you, love seems to arrive, and love seems to go. But where can love arrive from, and where can it go? Love doesn't grow, and love doesn't flag. Only illusion sees love in spurts. Awayness from love is the illusion that makes you think that love is sometimes more and sometimes less. You just aren't looking and you conclude that love is little, or you are looking and you conclude that love is great. You conclude that love waxes and wanes like the moon, as though love can falter or can soar, as if there is a hierarchy to love when, all the while, love can only be love.

And love is a constant, and love is a full stream. It is impossible for love to dribble or drag. Love is light years ahead of you. It must be you then who lags behind love. Your eye has not been on it, and therefore, when it comes to love, your mind thinks that what you don't see isn't there.

Yet the sun rises without your watching it. The ocean roars without your urging. A book has pages whether you open the book or not. Love does not play hide and seek. There is no interruption to love except in your awareness. It as if, unless love is pointed out to you, or unless love bounces onstage, or unless love is a singular event with horns blowing, you feel a lack of it. You feel love has withdrawn itself from you, but it is you who has seemingly paused from love, withdrawn yourself from it, taken an imagined hiatus from it.

You know mountains exist. You don't have to be climbing them to know that the mountains are still there. But unless you are scaling love, you underestimate it or think it's absent, and you bemoan its imagined lessening or loss.

When a baby is born, you have cause for love. But a baby is born every day. Many babies are born every day. And there is Oneness. So every day you have occasion for the love in your heart to be stirred. All new life on Earth is yours. All the children of the world are yours, as they are Mine. All the births are yours. Each day a child is born to you. Every day is the birth of life. Every day is cause for celebration. Every day love is revealing itself whether you are looking at it or not.

So, adorn the love in your heart with a lei of fresh flowers. Greet your heart. Uphold it. There is so much love on earth that one heart cannot contain it. My love overflowed into yours. My children are a brigade of love. You must pass on My love. As you give it, it will be revealed to you. Love never stops going from one to another. It is an impossibility for love to pause, or cease, or to swell more than it always is. Love is always full of itself, and you are full of love.

Think of Me as God on Earth. Think of Me as God on Earth more than you think of Me as God in Heaven. Wherever I am is Heaven. Wherever you are is Heaven as well, if you only but knew. What if I were to tell you that the only Reality is Heaven? All else is false. All else is folly.

You were put on Earth to find Heaven. That is your simple task. Don't make it hard. Make it easy.

First, release judgment as a concept. All that you judge comes to pass in your own life. Judging is a kind of marriage. Your sneering is an invitation to that which you judge. It is as if you say:

"I choose you, that which I disdain. I may disdain you, but in so doing, I mark you as mine. I put a check mark on you that says you are mine and we will meet again. You will come back to me. You will enter my life until I discharge that which I have kept. What I have kept is my judgment. You will come back to me in my life to help me release my judgment. I judged the holder of you, and that is how I made you mine. I judged the holder of you for having you, and you will find me in order to displace my judgment. Judgment is a kind of sinking low. I may think it raises me, but I am pushing another down. In order to do so, I go down with him.

"I will have no judgments left. How much can I see when I am filled with judgment? How long can I hold on to my judgments? How soon will I erase my judgments and replace them with the neutrality of naturalness?

"I keep judging things. I categorize. I say, 'This is good and that bad.' And so I mark a line between Heaven and Earth. I divide them in my mind. I push away and I pull. But that which I push away finds me later.

"Must I become wise before I can be simple? Is wisdom merely the unlearning of previous ways of looking until I have no way of looking but only innocence? Is God the most innocent of all?

"Somewhere beneath all my judgment lies innocence. I dig for it.

"I have called God a judger and held Him in judgment. When I allow God to be the Friend and Lover of mankind that He is, then perhaps I too will be without judgment.

"I do not need to settle scores. I do not need to make things right. I need to just be, and being has no judgment.

"Judging assumes certain things, or it would not judge. It is those assumptions I must let go of. It is my past thinking I must let go of. My past thoughts have been judgments. I long to be relieved of the past!

"But judgments are passing things, and they have outlived their usefulness. Their usefulness was to teach me, not another.

"Now I teach myself God. I kneel before You so that I may see. I kneel before You so that I may receive. I kneel before You so that I may do honor to Your creation.

"How could I have been so ungrateful for what You have created?

"You gave to me without thought of judgment. You never judged me. You never found me wanting. You blessed me.

"Perhaps blessings are an expression of nonjudgment, and that is how You are such a Blessor and Blessing.

"When did judgment come so much into play? I do not remember when I donned the robes of judges, but I remove them now. Neither judged nor judger do I wish to be.

"I wish to be farseeing like You, God. I don't want my narrowness any longer. It constricts me. I want to be free like You. I want to free others from my chains of judgment. My judgments are my constraints, and so now I free myself from them. I have been chained to my judgments, and now I take them off and put them down. I am a wayfarer and not a judger.

"That which I consumed has consumed me. And now I ask for Your blessing as I venture on a judgeless path."

And I show you the way. As in all things, I show you the way. Come with Me.

You have judged yourself the most harshly of all.

Even when you extol yourself, you extol yourself because you think you have to make up for something. You feel you need to accrue worth to you because you have judged yourself not worth much.

Judge yourself anew.

Lift your shoulders high. Remember Whose creation you are.

You are light and you have seen yourself as manure. You can see the manure if you choose, but you can also see light. And know that even manure is worthwhile, for it fertilizes the soil that grows roses. Nothing is wasted in My universe. And still all is light. If it were not for your judgments, you would know that.

Every time you compare, you are judging. Every time you dismiss someone or something as not worthy of you, you are judging. You consider yourself unworthy, and you consider some as more worthy than you and some less worthy. It is hard for you to see equal.

That is judgment — looking for differences. It is better to see light than differences.

Differences exist, but only on the surface. No two noses are alike, but hearts are. Souls are. That yearning part of you equals all others' yearnings. Your yearning is My call to you.

Your judgment is a cover-up of your tenderness. Somewhere you see a mask of yourself in this other, and you don't want that to be true. So you separate yourself from the other. You classify him. He has some quality that you fear in yourself, and you want to put that quality as far away from you as you can.

You may judge power as unworthy as well as helplessness. Both qualities you fear. When you disdain the helpless, you disdain your own helplessness. When you disdain the powerful, you fear your own power. When you disdain judgers of men, you disdain your own judgment. When you judge the cruel, you fear your own cruelty.

You do not have to embrace others' errors, but do not discard the people who make the errors.

I discard no one. I will never discard you. No matter how judgmental you may be, I do not judge you, nor do I discard you. How could I discard an impulse of My heart?

But that is what you do. You do it all the time. You throw out your heart's impulse by your focus on the outer.

How silly a thing is judgment, yet courts are made of them. The judge even sits on a throne. And the lowly are seated lower. But no throne reaches higher to Me. Sometimes kneelers reach higher to Me because they dig deep.

Humility is knowing your worth and the worth of another. Humility is not groveling. It is not debasing. It is not making yourself less than another and another more than you. Humility is not a cloak of shame. Humility is baring your heart and knowing the equality of all.

Do not submerge another. And do not submerge yourself. You are not better than another because you see yourself less worthy or more worthy than another.

There is no other. There is only you. You and I across the universe. Fault comes and goes, but We remain.

You do love your brother as yourself. The thing is that you do not love yourself much. You often are not hospitable or friendly to yourself. How you look at others is how you look at yourself. The faultfinder is his own faultiness located in another.

Whatever has been, now, today, you can be like a sun who warms the earth. You can make friends. You can make friendliness rather than judgment. Leave judgment behind, and you will be friend to yourself and all the selves who come to you.

Do not exclude yourself or another from the love in your heart. Include yourself and all others in the universe. Bless all alike, for all are Mine. Let them be yours as well.

Heavenletter #1789 Published on: October 14, 2005

Beloveds, in the times when life seems dire, when, to your mind, there is no doubt of the authenticity of woe, then this is exactly when more love is required, and more love is called forth. This is when you reach into your heart. Give love always anyway, yet in the times when love is most needed, give more. Love is the only thing there is to give, so give it.

Reprimands don’t help. Remonstrance is a waste. The only thing that can put an end to the need for love is love. When love is needed, you must give it. Even if you have to pull it up from your bootstraps, you must give it. It is yours to give.

Too much time is taken in regard to deciding whether to give love or to abstain. There is no decision to make. Forget about deciding. Make one decision, and make it once, and give love. You know by now we are not talking about stand up and shout love. We are talking about the sending of love from your heart.

Some might call this prayer. If you like the idea of prayer, then in your heart pray that I help you to see in a new way so that love from your heart can naturally pour. Pray that you will see neither deserving nor undeserving. Pray that you will be able to give love from your heart always regardless of any circumstance.

A rose offers its sweetness no matter what the weather. If a rose is thrown in the garbage, it still emits its sweetness. And you are a Human Being who emanates love. Never say that there is a situation that you don’t know what to do about. You know what to do. You do what is called for, and what is called for is that you give love. You must find a way to donate love to the cause of peace on Earth and good will to men and women and children and the blessed animals that roam the Earth.

There never is cause for you not to give love. Love is always called for. There is no situation that supersedes love.

If you are about to be hanged, and you love no man on Earth, then love Me. If you cannot love Me, then love that you lived a life on Earth. Death is the same to all, regardless of the method or time. Love even that you are, even if only for another moment, a sentient Being on Earth. Love that you will have full awareness of greater than you have allowed yourself to know . Love that you are more than your body. Love that innocent hands made a rope. It could have been used for mountain-climbing, but now it is going to be used for you. As you let go of your life, let go of hard feelings. Bestow a mite of your love on those who chose, not to love, but to end your life. Love enough to ask Me to take away their pain.

What is the merit in cursing? What is the merit in protesting? If the wolf has got you in his claws, lie down and love the wolf for he is merely being a wolf and doesn’t know anything else. You, on the other hand, do. You are a Being who knows enough to love. You know its value.

Be a giver of love in life and in death. Be a giver of love because there is simply nothing else for you to do.

Heavenletter #1777 Published on: October 2, 2005

All rationales are excuses. There is no need for excuses. They are beside the point. Look not for alibis. You simply have not yet always revealed all that you are. Recognize and reveal.

That you were less loving or less wise yesterday is not something to groan about. It is to rejoice, for this means that today you are more loving and wiser than you were yesterday. Is this not to be glad for?

And now you see the tremendous importance of where you put your attention.

Think of all the good things you have done. Think of all the good things you will do. Think of all the privilege you have been granted in life. Avail yourself of the gifts I have given you. If you think I have left something out, then give it to yourself. Make it yours.

Every tree that grows on Earth has its purpose. No less the sapling. No less the scrub tree. No less the trees that bend than those that stand tall. No less those that are not admired than those that are. Every tree is in its rightful place, and it is here to benefit the universe. The tree helps you to breathe. The tree does not think about this. It merely grows where it is. If every tree is part of a Great Design, do you really think that you are not?

You may not know what you contribute. Whether you have the awareness of your contribution to life or not, have the awareness that you do contribute. By virtue of your being on Earth, you contribute to it. Have the intention to contribute greater. Say in your heart:

“God, I don’t know why I am here. Half the time I don’t know why anyone is here on Earth. What the game is for, what the object of it is, how to play it, are beyond my present understanding. I do know that I have no choice but to play it. I do know that You have granted me life so that I may live it and further Your will. In some way that I cannot grasp, I do something for this universe. God, give me the way to do more. I raise my hand and ask You to assign me something great and then give me the ability and means to do it. Show me the way.

“God, I know You ask me to love. I often do not succeed. How do I give more love when I feel loveless and seek for it for myself during wake and sleep?”

I answer you: Beloved child of Mine, by your intention to love, by holding that intention before you, there will be shifts in you that open the door of your heart. Your heart will become wide-open. As your heart widens, so does your vision.

You will see more opportunities to spend My love. I have given you carte blanche. I put no restrictions on you. Do you see now how your excuses are restrictions?

Restrict yourself no longer.

Restrict yourself from love and joy no longer.

You have tied your own hands. The ropes have been excuses, poor alibis for what you did not or could not do on various occasions that presented themselves. Now the more love that is called for, the more love you will give. Even in the midst of war, you will give all-encompassing love. You will give it quietly from the recesses of your heart. The love you give does not have to be noticed, any more than a tree needs to be noticed. It’s just that you have to give love. Give it in every circumstance. There is no excuse not to.

Heavenletter #1776 Published on: October 1, 2005

There is no excuse for anything. Excuses are haggling. Excuses are poor apologies. Excuses are not quite honest, beloveds. They are tricks of the mind.

There is no karma nor childhood or improper upbringing to use as an excuse. You are not to excuse yourself now because of anything. There is no one to blame, no matter how blameful they are according to everything you know, and everything the world knows. It may not have been right by any standard you know, but that doesn’t mean you are to justify your own position in life because of it. No matter how wrong the past was, no matter how inexcusable, it is a fence post you passed by. There is no need for your fingers to keep touching it. It is reverie now. It always was a passing thought. It is not more now.

In terms of Truth, you never were Napoleon the Great nor were you a beaten or neglected child. To keep recalling that you were, and to use it as explanation for the illusory present is no better than blaming a faulty stove for the burnt soup, nor is it worthy to blame the cook nor a timer nor yourself.

Here is the thing: Blame is not to be affixed. Not to you, not to anyone. Every day has to be a clean slate, or you deface it. Erase the graffiti from your minds. It has the effect on you that you say it has.

If you say it holds you back in life, it holds you back. If you say it makes you strong, then it makes you strong. If you say it makes life hard for you, it makes life hard for you.

Do not weigh situations and experience in terms of their apparent value. They are merely life experiences, no more, no less. They are merely passing streams. You stand on different ground now. The past is not meant to hold you back. It is meant to propel you forward. It is meant to throw you into My arms even though you have never left them.

Dear ones, it is time to throw logic away. It is truly not dependable. Life is not logical. It cannot be logical on the basis of what your mind comprehends. All the explanations of the world, all the explanations of the greatest minds are puffs of smoke from a pipe. It is time now to put the pipe away.

Life is like a taffy pull. It is something you stretch out. It keeps stretching. You can wrap it around yourself and immobilize yourself. Or you can keep pulling it straight and see how far it will go. No matter whose hands pull the taffy, the taffy can keep going. There is always more taffy to pull.

Or life is like a ball of yarn that has no beginning and no end. You can keep knitting with this yarn without fear of its running out. With this magic yarn, no stitch dropped stays dropped, and if it did, it wouldn’t matter, because your knitting needles have clicked past it now.

The yeast that life is made of has no end to its viability. Its shelf life is eternal. There are no dead ends to life.

It is not that you are to make the best of life. That implies that life is as faulty as a sock with holes in it, and that you will have to darn it again and again. The expression, making the best of life, implies that you will give it a second chance, as if it had failed and that you had really given it a first.

Beloveds, bruises can disappear in this instant. Once disappeared, where do bruises exist now except in your mind? Give all your bruises permission to leave. They are of no use to you or anyone.

Heavenletter #3966 Published on: October 4, 2011

I hold a cup to your lips, and I say, "Drink from this cup," Yet you are busy on other matters. Take a moment. Sit near Me, and drink from the cup I offer you. This is a wonderful time We will have. Sit knee to knee with Me, and drink the nectar I offer you. Would you refuse? You would not refuse. Yet you may be in such a frenzy with other matters that you aren't aware of Me. You may even think you have to get ready for Me before I would appear before you. You may think you have to be a new improved you before I would sit down with you.

Yet I am here right now.

You do not have to kneel before Me. I invite you to sit before Me, and let Me gaze at you. Let Us gaze at each other as if We were each other. We are One, so when you gaze into My eyes, it is your eyes you are seeing.

It is all yourself, yet that is spectacularly hard for you to believe. Of course, you think you know yourself so well. You are certain there is a wide parting between us, an impasse, a gauntlet you must run, a wonder you must perform, a cleansing, a preparation, an initiation, a technique, an assignment to fulfill, a tribute to make, an obeisance and so forth. The obeisance is to sit with Me, and let Us be friends who hobnob together.

Yes, I want to hobnob with you. Is that asking so much? Apparently, it is, for you have all kinds of reasons why not just yet. You are waiting for a better you who feels worthy to sit near Me. Whether you feel worthy or not, come sit with Me, and you will soon know your worthiness. It is not so momentous as you think to sit with Me. It is the most beautiful moment of all, and yet it is not momentous. It is expected that you will sit with Me. Even if you have just come in from working in the garden, just come sit with Me. If your hands are wet from washing dishes, never mind. Just come sit with Me.

Do it for Me. You can imagine how much I want you near Me. You might say that My heart is aching for yours. You could say that, yet the fact is that your heart is aching for Mine. If you will assuage My heart, then come to Me for My sake. You will come, you know. You may come from an unexpected route, and, yet, you will come.

You may drop from the ceiling! You may climb the beanstalk! You may run up to Me. You may edge over to Me slowly. Do you think I care how you come to Me? I care that you come to Me. In fact, I say, "Make it snappy. Let's sit together and all the treasures find."

Explore Heaven with Me while you are still walking the Earth. C'mon. What do you say? Want to shake on this?

If you tremble, then come to Me trembling. If you falter, then come to Me faltering. If you stride to Me, then stride to Me. If you climb a ladder hand over fist to Me, then climb a ladder hand over fist to Me. Leap to Me. Arise to Me. Arise just means to get up and come to Me. You do not have to be a special personage. You don't have to wear a special robe. All you have to do is to come to Me. That is what I ask. Come to Me. Come to Me. Come to Me.