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Be There

Be There

Heavenletter #800 Published on: December 28, 2002

At this time of the year, even the world tells you to cast off the old and greet the new. Even the world tells you to get a fresh start. If you must make a resolution, resolve to let go of the past. This one resolution takes care of just about everything. So much of the past hangs over you. The past is even concretized in bills and debts. The past hammers at you.

The past has been written in an old notebook. Now take out a new one. You can hardly wait for a new one.

Don't new shoes make you happy? Think of what a New Year can do for you.

Where does the New Year exist? It is a concept. Therefore, it exists within you. You make an outer demarcation on what you call a calendar, and you call a certain page the beginning of the New Year. Of course, it begins at every moment. Tear off the used pages of the calendar frequently.

Earmark your year for your presence in it. Be there.

If you kept no records of days or years or hours or minutes, what would life be like? Would you unchain yourself? Would you sink into the heart of life more than you run on the surface of it? Would life become more of a hammock and less of a drill hammer?

And all because you were geared toward newness.

The Sun rises in the morning as if it had never risen before, as if it hadn't done it an uncountable number of times before. And so, even what stays the same can be new. The Sun doesn't have to shake off the old, because the sun is neutral to it. The Sun doesn't absorb the old in the first place. The Sun indulgently runs its course through life and gathers no moss. The Sun asks for nothing, and yet is universally loved. The Sun rolls along and emanates its light without holding on, and so it blesses the world. And are you not a Sun on earth who radiates light? Now consider the sun in the sky a model of effortlessness. Oh, what you can be on earth.

The Moon reflects the Sun and is not mindful of it. The Moon does not feel it is a lesser light. The Moon does not compare. The Moon is never wistful. The Moon is content to be the cooling light it is.

Stars are always out but not always seen. They do not weep for this. They flash their light regardless of who notices or blesses them. Stars are Stars, and Stars do what Stars do. They benefit all of creation and ask nothing in return. A Star would be unhappy to withhold its light.

And so now, be like the Stars and shine universally.

The Sun, Moon, and Stars serve day and night without question. They never ask why they are up in the sky, or why they can't be somewhere else, or doing something else. They know their purpose, and they do it. Their purpose is to shine light. They do not ask for more. They do not ask to be draped with someone else's fortune. They make their way as they are. They know who they are and what they are to do. Even the Sun reflects My light, and asks for no greater. What could be greater? The Sun, Moon, and Stars keep their eye on Me and so they are guided through the universe.

Egoless are these energies.

You have more freedom than all the beautiful lights in the sky. You can go where you like. You do not have to follow an orbit. Every day is your choice.

What prevents you from revealing the same sweetness and contentment as the Sun and Moon and Stars? What?

Entry #340

God's Thoughts

God's Thoughts

Heavenletter #592 Published on: June 3, 2002

Wherever you have been standing, venture forth. Escalate. No matter how good you are, there is more fruit for you to pluck.

Perhaps right now you are an angel. Well, then, you progress to Archangel. Even angels don't rest on their laurels. There is more for you to gather. Let your wings flap. Look beyond them. Fly higher.

No matter how wonderful you are, there is more wonder for you to perform. But first you rise to a higher landing from which you hasten My Will.

There is always more of My Will. I will more for you. I love you as you are, and still I will more for you. I promote you higher.

There is always another branch just before you. Reach out to it.

Did you want to stop? Have you thought you reached your pinnacle, and that from now on you can just soak in your merit?

It is not that you have to prove your merit. Not at all. But you do have more before you. There is more out there with your name on it. There is a deeper etching in your heart.

You just finish one thought, and then there is another. There are more clothes for you to take off the line that I have strung from Heaven to earth. Always more coming. My thoughts plunk themselves down before you. They will not be ignored, these thoughts that beckon you ever forward.

There are new notes for you to pluck from your guitar.

You know more than you give yourself credit for. At the same time, you don't know enough. You are not done yet.

Did you really want a vacation from growth? There may be plateaus, but they are not resting places. They are where you jump off from. No matter how many leaps you have leapt, there is another space to leap over.

It is not that happiness jumps away from you. It's just that there is always more. When you have filled one cupcake tin, there is another one waiting for you to fill it. Perhaps you would prefer to be the one who swirls the icing on, but I think I have more for you to do than that.

You are much more than a decorator of sweets. You are the stirrer of the batter and you are the one who delivers the bakery product. The list of places for you to stop is long. Perhaps there are more addresses on the other side of the paper you hold in your hand.

You are on a track, and you keep running. Only on this track, there is no finishing line. You think you would like to stop so you can say you have won. You have won running.

You are in a marathon which is its own prize.

You take new breaths. You never get out of breath, for you are a runner for God. You stretch your legs as you bound forth with longer strides.

Perhaps you ride a bicycle. You power it with forward motion. Your legs churn. You coast a little now and then, but you don't get off. You keep pedaling. The wheels turn at the suggestion of your feet. The horizon pulls you forward.

What is just over the horizon for you? Whither goest thou? You listen to My whistle, and you find Me where I am. And you ask Me what blessing I have for you next. With hardly a backward glance, you whiz on, ready for the next leg of your journey Heavenward.

You do not journey for yourself. That is not enough for you. You must journey for something more than yourself. What is it, do you know?

Entry #339

The Unforeseen Journey, Part I

The Unforeseen Journey, Part I

Heavenletter #70 Published on: January 10, 2001

Everything has its evolution. You do too.

You evolve.

You are not static.

You are alive.

You are viable.

Life teaches.

You learn.

Do not regret learning in life.

Rejoice instead.

Rejoice, and move on.

You move forward in life.

No matter what twists and turns your life takes, you are moving forward.

That is not effort, to move forward.

Effort is in not.

Effort is in holding on, not in letting go.

Encourage moving forward in your life.

Encourage the stars to shine, your eyes to lift, and your heart to bloom.

Change is the name of the game on earth.

Change means growth.

It does not mean reversal.

However slippy-slidey life make seem, skate on it.

Do not put on the brakes.

You are an evolving Human, so evolve.

Welcome your evolution.

You are not evolving alone.

All evolve with you, and I am your Champion.

Acknowledge the possibility that you grow, and that others grow.

The world turns.

And your heart flip-flops.

Keep up with your heart.

Perform somersaults.

Welcome change.

Welcome the movement of life.

That is what life is for.

It is not for staying still.

It is for moving.

It may seem that it moves back but it moves forth.

It can only move forth.

Move forth in life, for that was your invitation, and that was your acceptance.

Instead of spending time wondering, "What on earth am I doing here?", keep going.

Be not poised for the next event.

Do not get ready.

Be alive and meet it.

Answer the knock at your door.

Say, "Come in."

Say, "Life, arrive. Come to me."

Say, "Life, take me for a spin."

Say, "Life, let's go."

Say, "Life, wait for me. No, don't wait. I don't need my coat. I'm ready."

Say, "Life, I have been waiting for you when all the while you were warming up the motor. I kept waiting for you, but I passed you by. I turned around and went back into the house and puttered around. Now, I go with you. We go around the bends. We go along the flat. We go uphill, downhill. We go past the block. We take roads that we think take us where we want to go. We take roads for the fun of it that won't take us where we want to go. Life, half the time I don't even know where I want to go. Deep down I know that all roads, no matter how lit, take us on unforeseen journeys. Meanwhile, I will enjoy the ride.

"Life, today I venture out.

"I put my nose outside the door.

"I walk out the door.

"I run to meet you.

"I run to meet my destiny of love."

My beloved children, no longer do you try to keep life the same, for is that not what you have been doing?

You do not keep life different either.

You go with life.

You walk with it.

You ride with it.

You are here on earth for life, not for something else. Not for later, and not for yesterday. You are not here for interpretation. You are here to live life, your life, not someone else's.

Pick up right now and get going.

Go out in life as if you know where you are going!

The fact is that you do know.

You always knew, but dared not believe it.

Where are you going?

You are coming to Me.

You are racing to Me.

Take the low road or the high road, and you come to Me. Hop from one road to another, and still you come to Me.

There is no avoiding it.

I am your Destiny.

We are destined, you and I.

We made a contract to meet.

The contract is inviolable.

Only the date was not set.

Write in the date now.

It is your choice.

I will help you make it.

And I will help you achieve it.

Do you have something better to do than to come to Me?

Then do it, and still you will come to Me.

Do not put Me off.

You make yourself wait.

Do not fear Our meeting.

It is what We have wanted.

Choose happiness, My dear children.

In that choice, you will meet with Me.

We will meet anon, or We will meet today.

The fact is, We have met.

You have known Me all along.

And I know equally your longing, for it is the same as Mine for you.

Entry #338

More Than the Frame

More Than the Frame

Heavenletter #373 Published on: November 2, 2001

You apologize for your body. You are ashamed of it. You change it all you can. How you feel about your body betokens a lot of how you feel about life.

Although your body is really not you, you nevertheless feel its restrictions. You move in it. It goes with you. You go with it. You feel imprisoned in it. At the same time as you disdain, you adore.

Often it is only your body that is seen, and often that is all you see in others. How diminished you feel when that is the case! You feel diminished because it is untruth. The body has nothing to do with the size of you.

Even when you die, you feel embarrassed to leave your body around, as if you are littering. There is such longing in the Human heart to be bodyless. I am not saying longing to die, but longing to be unhampered by a physical form. You do know density when you see it.

The light that is truly you has been formed into a body. The body is easily seen, but the light is not always seen.

Your body gets in the way. It gets tired. It gets hungry. It has to be taken care of. A lot of work goes into maintaining the Human form.

That is the Human condition. You have bodies. You are the turtle who carries his shell with him.

And yet you chose this existence.

And you carry out your purpose. But the body is not your purpose.

Exercise your body. Feed it well. Be not ashamed of it. Be not proud of it. Do not let it hold you back from great things. You must know that you extend far beyond your Human form, that the body is illusion, and is incidental to your bearing.

The physical is only physical.

It is light shaped. It is light contracted. It is light as if it had physical form.

And yet you were meant to have it.

Consider it your conveyance. Your chariot. It will wear out. That's all right. It is not essential. No more than you have to keep the path you walk on do you have to keep to this physical form. It is but a shadow of you. It is something you use for a while and then cast aside.

It is most important to you and yet of no importance at all. It is a vehicle. The one who rides in it is of importance.

The Human body is an invention. It is a conventional thing. But the inventor matters more than what has been invented. The use of the invention matters more. There is great purpose in your being on earth in a Human body. Travel well.

When you bear in mind that your existence is truly in light, you rise to greater heights. Your step is lighter. You begin to embrace the extent of you. When you are aware that you are more that the frame you are presently housed in, you encompass the universe. Your head and heart know the circumference of the universe and reach it. You reach everywhere.

The universe becomes your home. You are not a stranger to the galaxies. You have blessed every star. You have touched every point of the universe. You have circuited the whole of creation and landed in the one form of your body called by a certain name. But you are not your name. You have a greater name than the one you go by. I whispered your name long ago, and you answered.

Entry #337

God's Thoughts

God's Thoughts

Heavenletter #592 Published on: June 3, 2002

Wherever you have been standing, venture forth. Escalate. No matter how good you are, there is more fruit for you to pluck.

Perhaps right now you are an angel. Well, then, you progress to Archangel. Even angels don't rest on their laurels. There is more for you to gather. Let your wings flap. Look beyond them. Fly higher.

No matter how wonderful you are, there is more wonder for you to perform. But first you rise to a higher landing from which you hasten My Will.

There is always more of My Will. I will more for you. I love you as you are, and still I will more for you. I promote you higher.

There is always another branch just before you. Reach out to it.

Did you want to stop? Have you thought you reached your pinnacle, and that from now on you can just soak in your merit?

It is not that you have to prove your merit. Not at all. But you do have more before you. There is more out there with your name on it. There is a deeper etching in your heart.

You just finish one thought, and then there is another. There are more clothes for you to take off the line that I have strung from Heaven to earth. Always more coming. My thoughts plunk themselves down before you. They will not be ignored, these thoughts that beckon you ever forward.

There are new notes for you to pluck from your guitar.

You know more than you give yourself credit for. At the same time, you don't know enough. You are not done yet.

Did you really want a vacation from growth? There may be plateaus, but they are not resting places. They are where you jump off from. No matter how many leaps you have leapt, there is another space to leap over.

It is not that happiness jumps away from you. It's just that there is always more. When you have filled one cupcake tin, there is another one waiting for you to fill it. Perhaps you would prefer to be the one who swirls the icing on, but I think I have more for you to do than that.

You are much more than a decorator of sweets. You are the stirrer of the batter and you are the one who delivers the bakery product. The list of places for you to stop is long. Perhaps there are more addresses on the other side of the paper you hold in your hand.

You are on a track, and you keep running. Only on this track, there is no finishing line. You think you would like to stop so you can say you have won. You have won running.

You are in a marathon which is its own prize.

You take new breaths. You never get out of breath, for you are a runner for God. You stretch your legs as you bound forth with longer strides.

Perhaps you ride a bicycle. You power it with forward motion. Your legs churn. You coast a little now and then, but you don't get off. You keep pedaling. The wheels turn at the suggestion of your feet. The horizon pulls you forward.

What is just over the horizon for you? Whither goest thou? You listen to My whistle, and you find Me where I am. And you ask Me what blessing I have for you next. With hardly a backward glance, you whiz on, ready for the next leg of your journey Heavenward.

You do not journey for yourself. That is not enough for you. You must journey for something more than yourself. What is it, do you know?

Entry #336

Your Journey

Your Journey

Heavenletter #90 Published on: January 27, 2001

Anger is frustrated control. Have not control or need to control, and you will have not anger.

When you turn up the flame under the kettle, it will boil. It will boil over. You try to contain it. But the boiling over came from your need to control passages and outcomes. What would you expect when you turn up the flame?

No one fools you. You fool yourself.

If you did not fool yourself, where would be your cause of anger?

Now that your pot has started boiling, let it evaporate. You can turn off the flame. The pot will take care of itself. Where is the need of turning up the flame? Wherever was the need of it? The pot didn't boil because of its contents. It boiled because you turned up the flame.

Why is anger satisfaction for you? Be not righteous, and you will not have indignation.

You think your dignity has been hurt, that, because you were foolish, someone hurt your dignity. A fool expects too much from others and the world and not enough from himself. Your act of foolishness was to transfer your sanctions to someone else.

Concern with dignity is concern with ego.

How disappointing to find out that you are an egoist.

Place yourself at My altar, and no one else's.

Oddly enough, an egoist bows down to others. They feed his ego. He gives himself away and thinks he is being fed. But he is like a panda at the zoo who is petted, and then the hand that pets him moves away. The petting of his head meant much to him. However, it was only the stroke of a hand, nothing more, but the panda thought it was forever.

Do not give yourself away except to Me.

You have put trust in others instead of in Me.

You worshipped the one who stroked your forehead. You endowed the stroker with that which cannot be bestowed.

You gave yourself away.

Do not displace yourself.

Place yourself with Me.

Look not for peanuts to be thrown to you.

Look for My light, for I have shone it on you.

Be like the Sun who shines its light. It is not dependent upon that which it shines its light on.

Know that you are a shiner of light, and worthy to shine My light.

You are not here on earth to pick up peanuts from the ground. You are not here on earth to toss peanuts either. You are here to walk the earth in My light. Peanuts are on the ground. I am higher. Look higher.

Cast your eye upward.

That is figurative, but it is also literal.

You cannot keep looking at the ground, for you will keep seeing what you have always seen there. Either look beneath the surface or above it. Either way, you will find Me. The pangs of life are also gifts for they remind you to look deeper or higher. Deeper and higher are the same. They both mean to look beyond.

You have looked to be dazzled, and that was your foolishness. You have looked to be crowned. You have looked for special favor. And all the scraps that were tossed to you — you took them for something more.

Now take the something more.

Stop taking less.

Walk right up to the light.

You are like the child who set out on his journey in the forest. He was so busy picking berries, he forgot his errand. He was in a mania of picking berries. He picked and ate, even if they didn't taste good, and, before he knew it, it was dusk, and he had forgotten that he was going somewhere.

You are going somewhere.

You pick people like berries, or they pick you.

And all the while, you forget about your journey. You just have to get to the next clearing. It is just over the next slope. You are almost there. Just a little more attention on following the Sun, and you will be there. It is not far. It is close. It is so close you forget about it. It is so close you have passed it and you wonder where it is.

It is here. Right here. Choose the sunlight, and you have it. Follow the sunlight and not detours. You have been following detours of your own making. You thought you saw signs saying Joy, but they said Illusion. The sign marked Joy lies right around you and within you. It is written on your heart for you to see and all to see. Look. Do you see it now?

Entry #335

When Guilt Sets In

When Guilt Sets In

Heavenletter #249 Published on: July 5, 2001

When you start to feel guilty, it is a sign that your selfishness and ego have crept in. Your selfishness and ego are indeed the harbingers of your guilt.

You are vital in the universe, but do not think that your so-called sins or omissions are the warp and the woof of it. They are incidental.

When you feel guilty, you are most assuredly thinking of yourself, and in your vanity, you make a small picture of yourself. You call attention to yourself. Your sense of guilt doesn't say you are responsible. It says, "Woe is me! I am not as perfect as I thought I was. I have fumbled the ball!"

You are so involved in yourself that your fumbling the ball makes you feel bad, and that feeling bad you identify as guilt.

Now, identify guilt as ego, pure and simple. Guilt is self-flagellation, and that is always ego.

Remorse is not honorable. Remorse is a time-stalker.

When you feel guilty, start to feel guilty about feeling guilty and get up and hit the ball again. Fumble if you must. But fumbling is better than stewing. Stew no more. Get out of the past, even if the past was only yesterday or a moment ago.

Guilt is a disguise. It wears a guise of being repentant, but it is really egotistic. You think repentance is heroic, and you like to milk it for all its worth. It is worth little. It is being locked in the past. It is not in My list of virtues.

Acknowledge that you would see and do differently next time, and then forget about it. Pick yourself up. Do not grovel on the ground with guilt.

Pick guilt off you like a giant tick. Fling it away. Burn it. But get it off you. Kick it away. Tell it to not bother you again.

All learning is from the past.

Think of what I just said.

Vow to be smarter and wiser and better all you want, but what you really want and really must have is openness. Each situation has its valor. You cannot know ahead of time. You cannot figure it out. That is only delay. Figuring out and delay are not life. They are only figuring out and delay.

The best you can be is open.

Ask Me as you begin your day to help you be open. Openness is meeting life with Me in your heart.

Openness isn't weak. Openness isn't wishy-washy. Openness is belief in yourself and belief in Me.

Past experiences are past experiences. Going by the past as a rule book is control. Control trips you up. Control makes you stiff. What do you think arthritis is?

And where does control come from but from fear? You fear that if you do not corral life and the people in it, that you will be trampled.

Guilt is a great control mechanism. It is a valve that doesn't work.

Erase the concept of guilt. Guilt is belief in error. It is a personification of judgment. Guilt is really cowardly, and it makes promises it may not keep. It is much more heroic to not feel guilty and to embrace life and yourself. You are not faulty. The sum of you is not fault. You have a faulty picture of yourself. It is a faulty picture to make of any child of Mine.

Choose guilt or choose life.

Choose past or choose present.

Choose defeat or choose lift-off.

Choose to walk along scuffing your shoes or choose to fly with the angels.

Emulate the angels.

They are not so serious about the past.

They are lightly in the present. They are light in the present.

And you are My light on Earth. Sense of guilt puts blinders on your light. I set you, My light on Earth, to shine Me before all the world to see.

Guilt darkens. It believes in the myth of error. It holds error dear.

Hold truth dear. Be My disciple who flings cloaks of guilt away and lifts My light high. The higher you lift My light, the higher your arm reaches. Reach high, not low.

Lift yourself up and come to Me right now.

Entry #334

Surrender

Surrender

Heavenletter #60 Published on: January 3, 2001

Surrendering yourself to Me is the same as surrounding yourself with Me. You surround yourself with your acknowledgement of what is. It is not surrender but recognition. Surrender is the brightening of a lamp you kept dimmed. Surrender is the ah of joy that escapes your breath in a moment of inescapable Truth. Surrender is surrender only to Truth. Surrender is realization of a Wonderful Partnership.

So many times you have thought you were alone. For you to be alone is an impossibility. There is no separation between you and Me. There never was. There was your averting your eyes.

Now you open your eyes, and now you see.

Your surrender to Me is not for Me. It is for you. You need your surrender. I already know Truth. I am Truth, and so are you. You need something more only in your awareness, and that something more is surrender.

Surrender to Me is no sacrifice. It is quite the opposite. It is a great lifting of burden. You have carried burden that is not yours to carry and that profits no one. Do you think you are helping Me with carrying what is Mine?

You think you are conscientious, but it is more like you are burdensome. You weigh yourself down with responsibility that you assume is yours to take. If your heart is laden, you have intruded there and packed in some things that do not belong to your heart and for which there is no room.

If you lack happiness, it is because you have crowded it out. Unpack your heart.

Surrender its worry.

Surrender its control.

Surrender all its fears.

Surrender all its attachment.

Surrender all from your heart except its true nature of love. Give yourself freedom, for that is love. Let go of your false responsibility for others and allow Me. Let Me enter their heart and yours. Let Me take hold in your heart. I place My flag there. On one side the flag says Freedom and on the other it says Love, for freedom and love are synonyms for one another.

You thought clamping was love. Now you know that clamping is attachment, and freedom is love. Love and freedom do not exist one without the other.

Do not clamp down. Do not staple things to yourself. Let them touch you, if they do, but do not paste them to you. If you paste them, then they are not free, and you are not free.

There is one thing you are in truth attached to, and that is My love. Even that, you are not attached to. It is your very content. Perhaps We can say that My love is attached to you. You can think of it that way if you like, for My love never wavers from you. It is focused on you. You can't make a move without it.

We can say that My love is a spotlight on you. You never move too fast for My light to spot you and stay with you. I follow you always. Now it is time for you to see My light following you. Pretty soon you will blend into My light, and the reflection and the Light will be One. How brightly you will shine My light.

Our One light will brighten the earth. This takes no effort. It takes allowing. And that allowing is your surrender, for it is Light that you surrender to. Say:

"Light that follows me, I accept Your Presence. I acknowledge that You are All Light, and that includes the Light in me. I am glad that You shine on me so that I may shine as a reminder of You. I know I shine for You and Your Purposes. I know You are the Greater Light, and I am the lesser light, as I also know that Your Light cannot be less, and that I am not subsidiary to you, but rather one of Your Chosen Reflectors. You gave me Your Light so that I may glow in the dark with it. That darkness that seems to shroud earth is nothing but my eyes closed, for when I open them, there are You, God's Light. God and His Light cannot be separated. Nor can I be separated from My God and His Light, for He has dubbed me His Server of Light. And I thank You, dear God of Light, for this, my little surrender to You."

Entry #332

Sunlight and Shadow

Sunlight and Shadow

Heavenletter #492 Published on: February 26, 2002

Remember that you are not the only thing going on in the world. Sometimes the things you feel are reflections from the world. What you feel and think certainly are reflected in the world, but others' thoughts and feelings are also reflected in you. You catch a ball, as it were, and you think it is yours.

You ask where it came from, but you attribute its arrival to something deep within you, or you blame it on outside forces, and, it is true that sometimes you are an innocent bystander. But wherever anxiety comes from, from within you or extended to you and taken within, you don't want to pay it so much heed. Do not take it so seriously. It is but a passing shadow fallen on your brow. The sun comes by and by and moves the shadow away.

What is not seen as light must be shadow. Shadow is light shaded. It is light covered up by something. But light is only covered. It is not dismantled. Without light, there could not be shadow. But light exists with or without shadow. Light is not dependent upon shadow for its existence. Light falls upon shadow, and the shadow is gone. The shadow never influenced the light. Light disregards shadow.

Or sometimes light plays on shadow, plays peek-a-boo, blinks shadow around, peeks under it, overlays it, but light is playing with itself. Light is light-footed. Dark is heavy-footed. Light is fundamental. Shadow is not.

Light is quiet. It has a steady influence. It is overt. It does not sneak. It is as plain as day.

You can be in a good mood, or a dark mood. Consider mood as light itself. In that case, you are always light, so you are always in a good mood, only sometimes your mood is covered by shadow. Shadows come and go, so you think moods come and go, but the basis of mood is light. Light never left you, yet you believe the cover-up more than you believe the light. You go by shadow often.

Do not think that going by your moods is going by your heart. Your true heart does not fluctuate. It beats true. Listening to your heart is not the same as listening to your mood. Be out of mood mode.

Moods are transient. They are will-o'-the wisps. You can't go by them. You cannot depend on them. They change before your very eyes. They are illusive. But light is not.

You would not lean on a sapling. You would lean on an oak tree. Yet you lean on your moods. Often you let them rule you.

A mood is a mood. That is all it is. And you are far more than your moods. Rise above an ailing mood.

You can turn on the light in your heart whenever you wish. You can turn it on right now. It is easy.

Darkness does not have to possess you. You can look at dark feelings as you would anything that passes by you. You can go on to the next feeling. Or you can be a passer-by of a mood that grips you. You don't have to be gripped by it. You can laugh at it.

Dark is to be laughed at, for it is nothing but shadow. It is a clown, or it is a drama queen, but, in any case, you can laugh at it. You don't have to revere it or go by it. You can take it off like a reckless scarf. Unwind the mood, and toss it in a corner somewhere.

Do not give credence to your moods. Why should you? There is a steady ray of light that shines brightly through you that casts no shadow. There is no need to let your light be shadowed when you can stand brightly in Mine.

Entry #331

That Which You Call Forgiveness

That Which You Call Forgiveness

Heavenletter #606 Published on: June 17, 2002
God said:

The release that you call forgiveness is releasing yourself from pain. It is excusing yourself from continued punishment. What you do to another you do to yourself.

You know that when you give happiness to another, you feel it as your own happiness. It is the same with pain. When your heart hardens towards another, it is your heart that hardens. The punishment you wish to inflict on another, you inflict on yourself. You stick a knife into your own heart again and again. Now you will take it out.

You release others so that you are released. You release your hold. You cannot hold something tight in your hand or heart without tensing. That which you hold on to has captured you. You got caught in a snare, and you pulled someone else in with you and kept them by your side.

What is the unforgivable sin that someone has committed against you that you hold it so tight to you? What oversight? What slight? What act did they commit when they were not paying attention? What pain of their own were they making you the brunt of? You were merely an excuse for their anger or snobbery or forgetfulness to come out. You were merely handy. Why do you take it so personally?

In your tour of life, you are learning to let go. Forgiveness is letting go of the past. You don't want the past to cling to you. Don't make the past present.

Clinging to hurt is clinging to the past. You cling with your thoughts. Your mind holds on to an error of one dimension or another. You need to love yourself enough so that you will let yourself go from another's offense.

You know you don't need strictures in your heart. The surgeon's knife will not remove your accumulated outrage. It can only bypass it.

For every offense committed against you, deliberate or careless, it was a mistake. Hearts are meant to love, not hurt or be hurt. Be the instigator of love. Do not compound someone else's error. Don't make it your own. Erase offense. Offenses are erasable.

When you release another heart from its bondage to you, you lighten the world. A hardened heart is a burden. It is felt in the rafters of the universe. It creaks across the firmament. It puts out stars in the sky and it clogs the earth's air.

All offenses you make testify to yourself. All offenses another makes testify to himself. So why would you make another's burden your own and carry it around with you?

There is no hurt without your compliance. There is a silent contract between you and the other. It is love gone awry. You pledge your troth to them. You promise to never forget them or what they have done or what they have said or what they have not done or said. You promise to keep them close to you. You make an icon of them. You raise an altar to them. You keep them in a corner of your heart, and take them out frequently to renew your vow. You hold your hurt like a treasured artifact. You polish it.

Now it is time to clear out your heart. Empty it of old rusty tin cans. Take the knife out. Disempower the cruel knife of unforgiveness.

Forgiveness is merely letting go of that which was not yours to take in the first place. Your initial error was in taking an offense to your heart. Take not offense, and you will never have to let go of it. You were not born to take offense. Therefore, you are not wonderful to forgive.

In your heart, apologize to all those whom you still store in a cellar of your heart, and let them go. You don't need your stale thoughts any longer. You never did, but now you know, and now you release all prisoners.

Entry #330

A World of Oneness

A World of Oneness

Heavenletter #928 Published on: May 6, 2003

What do you spend your time thinking of? Will you allocate some of that time to Me? Just to let Me know that you remember what you are made of. Just so you remember your heritage and what your presence in the world means to Me. What if it is true that I am a loving Presence in your life? Of course, it is true, but you may be full of doubt, so that is why I say, What if it is true?

As in a game, for this one moment, go on the premise that it is true that I am stalwart behind you and with you and never absent from you. What then? Do you feel the surge of love and strength that now course through you? Do you feel what it would be like to have God Almighty always at your side — even closer than that? So intimate to you that I cannot be extricated from you? So inseparable that We are incapable of separation, that We are the Subject, and there is no object to speculate on?

What if the God of Your Fathers is God Within You? Could We be any closer? I am definitely within you, and yet I am contained everywhere. I encompass everything because I am so great, and I cannot be squeezed. There is no place big enough to accommodate Me, and still there is no place without Me.

You fear I am too good to be true. And yet, My dear ones, I am the only True there is.

You, who are an expression of Me, also express Me whether you are conscious of it or not. You see, if I am Everything, which I truly am, then are you not also Everything? What is Everything but Oneness. Oneness is expressed in infinite ways. Infinity expresses itself infinitely. And you are one of My expressions, yet there is not more than One.

In the physical illusion of the world, there are many expressions of That Which Is Only One and Cannot Be Anything Else.

The expression that the seed falls not far from the tree is not quite precise. The tree is the seed, and the seed is the tree. We can say that DNA is you, and you are DNA. And how can the initials begin to say anything about you? And what is there to say but that you are Mine, and, therefore, you and I are One.

You are the fish in the sea that I have caught. But I also put you in the sea in the first place, and I have never left you, so who is the fish and who is the Fisherman?

You are the foliage that grows, and you walk through the foliage that is yourself as well.

There is nothing but you in the whole universe.

The stars and other dignitaries of the Heavens are you as well as a singular blade of grass.

What am I but you? The Maker of You made you of Himself, so what are you but I? And what else could you possibly ever want to be?

And yet you define yourself in lesser ways. Anything else has to be less.

Rich man, beggarman, thief — what have those words to do with you when you are My Magnificence trotting around on earth?

What on earth is greater than you? And what on earth can possibly be less than you? And what are all the limits on earth about, and who put them there, and who will remove them?

Bless the world with My Oneness, for it is yours.

Entry #329

The Bearer of Sweet Fruits

The Bearer of Sweet Fruits

Heavenletter #337 Published on: October 1, 2001
God said:

When you become discouraged, you can be sure that you have been getting into world thought and forgetting My way of thinking. World thought will discourage you because it looks at outer vestments and forgets true Source and true development. When you feel discouraged, you have let world thought weigh on you.

When you enter My thought, discouragement is impossible. My thought does not depend upon results. You become discouraged because you begin to think that what you have been going toward does not exist, at least for you. You think success belongs to others. You think recognition belongs to others. You think you will hobble along all your lifelong, and that you hobble for naught.

First, do not be tied to a result. Probably the obvious result you have in mind is too small and which yet cannot come quickly enough for you. In that case — or any other — come back to where I am.

Hobbling can be a good thing. Hobbling is like weaving, and you do not yet know the elements of the universe that you weave. Hobble all you want. Go back and forth. Stumble. Keep going. Consider that keeping on is success, and the only success worthy of you.

That is following your star.

Feeling hopeless comes from pinning your hope in the wrong place, and that is the same as being tied to a particular result.

There are subtle results beyond your ken.

If you want to be an opera singer, sing. That is all you have to do. Your notes will reverberate and be picked up soon enough.

You are the discourager of yourself because you start counting. You count the arias you sing that no one hears. When you do that, you are looking at the wrong end of the telescope. Turn it around.

The success you count off lies not in closure. The moment of success you dream of is nothing. The moments you move toward your dream are everything. Dreams follow dreams. The fruition of your singing is no greater than the singing. Don't you see that it is only the next step? And there is another after that?

The point is that you sing. Sing for one, sing for two, or sing for two thousand. The point is not the audience. The point is your singing. Your voice goes out in any case, and it is your singing that nourishes the universe.

Stop thinking so much about the universe having to nourish you. Start thinking about your throwing bouquets to the world.

Now you are turning the telescope aright.

There is yet another way to approach your dreams. Consider them fulfilled. Consider the ending already accomplished, and go on from there. Build the success within you. That is where it belongs. The success outside you will never fulfill you anyway. Get the sense of success inside. Harbor it there. See what notes issue from your voice when you charter success within you.

Do not wait for the outward success. Bring success with you. Give success. Sing it out.

This is not planning. This is coming from a place on high where success lives. Nothing keeps you from the place of fulfillment but yourself. Be a success long before the world knows it.

What matters the whim of the world?

Give accolades to your work.

Forget yourself.

Remember your work.

So what if the teacher in your imagination gives you a C. What does a grade have to do with you? Give yourself an A. Give yourself an A+ for following your dream.

It may not be your dream at all. It may be My dream you are fulfilling. Who needs to know that but you and I? And maybe you don't need to know. Maybe it is enough that I know.

Recognition is not the measure of your success. Numbers are not the measure of your success. I am the measure of your success, but I do not measure. I only know you bear sweet fruits for Me, and I accept them simply.

Entry #328

What God Wants

What God Wants

Heavenletter #238 Published on: June 24, 2001
God said:

You are swollen with love for Me. All that you accumulate is evidence of your love for Me. But love for Me cannot be kept within. That is not enough. Your love for Me has to be expressed. Do not keep Me to yourself. Do not hoard your love for Me.

You are like a river, and you must flow to tributaries. Love is not to be dammed up. Love is the overture of a great symphony and must be sounded.

When you see a beautiful sunset, do you want to be the only one who sees it? Do you wish to keep it to yourself, or do you wish to call someone over to see it with you? Sometimes you want to keep it to yourself. You want to be the discoverer and the holder of the beauty before you as though you were the owner of the universe and it was yours alone.

By all means, keep the sunset and Me in your heart, but keep them in your heart for all to see. Let the waves of the beauty you have seen flow to all who will receive them. Let your discoveries burst their bounds. Unbind beauty. Unbind love.

You are not on one side of love. Love is not one-sided. The rays of the sun shine all around.

Yes, be like the Sun and shine your rays of love without thought, without measure, without restraint. The Sun is so filled with its love that it has no occasion to worry about expenditure. The Sun knows that somehow its rays return and make more rays. The more the Sun gives, the more light it has. Its power is in its giving. It gives its light and lets it fall where it may.

Christ did not discern as to whom he would shed his light on. Like Me, he did not choose some and eliminate others. All that came to be healed were healed. Even those who did not know they had come for healing were healed. Christ's light altered all that it lit on. Love does not fit in a funnel. Love does not like to be sequestered. Love's purpose is to radiate. The purpose of love is to be itself fully wherever it may be. Selective love is not love. It is partial, and therefore selective love is only a particle of itself. It is a wisp. Christ walked the earth on My behalf. All he did was for Me. He was My publicist.

All that takes place in the universe takes place within you. That is where the action is. Within you. The universe lies within you. But you cannot keep the universe to yourself any more than you can keep love. The purpose of life is expansion. You expand to Oneness.

You could give all your possessions away, but that is not giving. That is moving the physical from one place to another. When you feel you are benevolent, you have been benevolent to yourself. You have enriched your ego. The physical giving is incidental. It is the heart that bestows. The heart gives of itself. And it is giving to Me.

You are giving yourself back to Me Who created you. All giving is to Me and therefore to yourself.

You bless the poor by seeing their richness.

You bless the sickly by seeing their health.

Give Me away. Pursue that which cannot be hoarded. Within your heart, give in My name. Give Me away today. Serve Me well. Pepper the Earth with My love. Make Me known today. No longer keep Me to yourself. Expand My horizons.

Sometimes you wait to announce Me to the world. Announce Me now. Spread Me today. Lay down a cloth of love on My behalf and bring many to walk on it. Today We march across the universe. Do not keep Me hidden unto yourself. Spread your love for Me to others. Help Me to be known. Do not look for acceptance of yourself. Look for acceptance of Me. Give Me so that I may be known. Make Me the Great and Famous. I do not need you to give Me. You need to give Me so that you know you are Mine. I gave you all My wealth, and now you share My existence with others. It is up to you to make Me known. I cannot wait much longer for you to introduce Me to the world.

Entry #327

If Your Heart Aches

If Your Heart Aches

Heavenletter #516 Published on: March 21, 2002
God said:

Speak to Me of love. What else do I speak to you of?

Love is not selfish, or it is not love. Love is not unselfish either. Love knows not of selfish or unselfish, but by its very nature it gives. At the very least, it gives meaning to what, otherwise, might not seem meaningful.

If you want meaning in your life, start thinking about giving love out. As a dealer deals cards, start to deal love out, right and left, all around the table. You don't have to announce the cards you deal. You just deal. You do not look for thank you's. You look just to deal. You make sure you deal a card to everyone.

Opportunity to give love will present itself.

Don't wait for love to come to you.

Give love in unlikely places.

Give love where it is not.

There are corners of the universe that have not awakened to the light of love. Your love will reach those corners if you but send it. The corners may be in your house.

We are not talking politeness or courtesy. We are talking far more than that. The love We speak of is not formality nor is it a gushing overture. The love We speak of is a recognition. It is a looking into the eyes of someone, or everyone, and giving them a moment of yourself fully.

When you do that, there is no separation. There are no roles. There is no clerk and customer. There is no employer and worker. There is no rich and no poor. There is no foreigner or native. There is no differentiation. There is recognition. There is recognition of reality beyond the exchanges of everyday life.

Exchange more than you have been exchanging, for you have been short-changing yourself and others around you.

You have played your cards close to your chest. Now unbreast your cards because you play for all. You play in a game where there are Human hearts beating for the upliftment of one another.

Your eyes will wash the faces of those you see.

All whom you meet you will know you have met before.

There is nothing casual. It is all causal. It is all important. It is important that you be there, wholly there in the moment of reunion with another's heart. Do not pass it by. Do not wait for it for later. Dissolve any protective barriers in your heart and be honest for all the world to see.

Your heart is not for you alone. Your heart is not a scale that weighs input and output. Your heart is a lovely hammock where all may come and swing for a while and then they go on and give My love gained from your heart to others they meet, and so I am revealed. In bits and pieces, Wholeness is revealed.

Love is a code. Its message is Yes. Its message is Eternity. Its message is God. Its message is Oneness. Its message is Light. Its message is scrolled upon the Heavens for all to see.

You, in your daily life, are a Skywriter.

Your heart is your airplane.

You make loops that spin across the sky and return to you to your delight.

Your heart plays Frisbee with love in the domain of the universe.

You sail through the stars and bring some of their light to earth. You are the points of the stars radiated onto earth.

You are assailed with opportunities to reveal the love that your heart is full of. If your heart aches, it aches to give.

Entry #326