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Heavenletter #84 Published on: January 22, 2001

This reliance on the opinions of others is a big thing in your lives. Listen to others, but go by Me and yourself. When you allow others' opinions to rule you, you have abdicated yourself.

Opinions are only opinions. They are not edicts.

What do you gain when you follow the opinion of another and live up to it? What favor is gained? And what do you think you have lost when you do not? What is so important to you to be in the good graces of another? Is it important enough to deny the truth of yourself?

Be in good graces with yourself. You cannot be out of My good graces. You were placed there long ago, and there you remain. You can only have My light upon you. You are pleasant to Me.

Be pleased with yourself.

Do not look to another's light before your own.

Ally yourself with the truth of you.

The good opinion of another is not what your life is for. Did you think it was? Do not curry favor with another. You are not enriched by the good opinion of another. You are perhaps embellished with their favor, but it will not last. You know that, don't you.

Draw your own course in life. Make your own decisions. Make them with Me. Let Me be your Confidante. Let Me be the Reflector of you back to yourself. I am reliable. You can count on Me. The favor of anyone else is a passing thing. It lasts but a minute. However long it lasts it is only a minute.

You deserve more than flighting opinions.

You have an entitlement to Me.

Accept Our interchange.

Accept My love for you. Seek not others' good opinions of you. You have Mine.

Heavenletter #934 Published on: May 12, 2003

A lapse from greatness is only a lapse. It is not absence from greatness. That greatness has been out of your sight doesn't mean it's not there. That you are disbelieving of the power within you does not mean you don't have it. It means that you have not yet seen or seen well.

And yet you have had glimpses, for you do have a suspicion that what I say is true. There is a shred of doubt in your disbelief. Even 1% of God power is powerful indeed.

You already know that you have been powerful enough to cause pain to others. One curt word from you has been enough to make others quake. You can press down on another's heart or you can lift it. You have the power to make others happy at no cost to yourself. And now you will do more of it. Practice making others happy. If only for a moment, drop hints of happiness. Help others to suspect that there is something eminently worthwhile within them too.

You are powerful enough to be a messenger for Me. Why send small messages when you can just as well send great ones? You don't mind being My messenger, do you? It is a great enough thing to be a delivery person for God. You will not find greater. Be wing-footed Mercury today and wrap My messages around the world.

I dropped a message of love in your heart, and it has been sitting there. When you withhold My messages of love from another, you withhold it from yourself. Why would you do that? Why would you deny yourself one of the great pleasures of the universe?

Just think of it. You are in a position to give light to another's heart. You are a light-bearer. Light is easy to carry and easy to spread. The light in your heart will sparkle another's when you do not keep your light imprisoned. Light is unhappy when it is kept back.

If you feel averse to making another happy, are you averse to giving light its freedom?

The light in your heart is not yours to keep. It is not meant to be stored there. Your heart is a way station. Your heart is a drop-off point. Delivery companies do not wait for people to pick up packages. They deliver. Weighty and bulky are the packages they deliver.

The light that is within you to give weighs nothing and doesn't take up space. And yet, when you deliver it, you feel lightened. Your heart soars. Your head spins with joy. You become less full of thoughts and more full of heart. Has it not been that your head has been over-active and your heart restrained?

Enough of hiding My light within you. I planted light in your heart for a reason. It is not to be saved for a better time. There is no better time. You are a mover of My light. You have had enough time to think about it. Now start moving it.

You are like a diver on a high diving-board. He keeps leaning to jump, but stops himself each time.

You are like a sneeze that is forthcoming but doesn't quite make it.

Be full-blown with light from your heart today. This is not a personal thing I speak of. It is My light within you that is yours to share.

Today you will count hearts. How many hearts can you round up today? Start with your own. Embolden your own heart. Dare to shine My light wherever you go and whatever you see. Let My light fall equally upon the universe of man's heart.

Heavenletter #426 Published on: December 23, 2001

It is time now to believe in yourself. The idea of believing in yourself makes you realize how much you have not believed in yourself. Somehow you thought you were a lost strand of Me, a dropped stitch, floating out somewhere in the limberlost without chance of being picked up and returned. Is that not so? Is that not what you have felt?

You have felt abandoned out there on Earth and that somehow you were to muster responsibility for being out there all by yourself, that it was your fault that God dropped you at the same time you had to accept blame for not loving a God Who would drop you down so far away. That is the tug of your feelings for Me. Yes and no. Back and forth. Subtle resentment, subtle wanderings. Your natural adoration flanges out in mixed feelings. Somehow you are to love Me Who held you at arm's length. Somehow you are to love Me Who let you fall. Somehow you are to believe in yourself even though you feel dropped, rudderless and unlovable and unbelieved in.

It makes no sense to you. On trust, you are supposed to accept that you and I are still close when all the evidence points to your exclusion. You are tired of hearing that you have excluded yourself. You know you wouldn't do that. And yet you see yourself as separate. And yet I tell you that you are not, that it is only a mistake of your perception. "What a story!" you think; what a fool you would be to trust in something or someone so unattainable to you, unattainable particularly in the moments when you seem to need Him most.

Here is where your thinking needs to switch. I am not a matinee idol. I am not a pretend character. Really I exist, and I exist in you. All the material realm that you so easily have accepted as reality funnels through you and obscures for a while All That from which you have come.

Surely you have a Source. You did not arise all by yourself. The holy magnificence of you was not born to a body on earth in order to be eliminated. You were born to stay with Me. It is your awareness that must return to the Truth of you and the Truth of Me. Allow in the possibility that what I say is true. Admit the possibility that We are Oneness. Let that thought seep in. Let the cream of that thought rise. Let all your other crowding thoughts recede. You who fear you have been abandoned are afraid to abandon all the harrowing thoughts that have lessened your image and kept you away from knowing the Truth of yourself.

You are not your thoughts. But you have thought you were. You are not your fears. But you have thought you were. All that which you do not desire is not you. What you desire above all is your Truth. You do desire Me, don't you? You do desire that I be Truth, and that I be yours? Your desires are more true than your thoughts.

You are not your thoughts. You are My thought. You are My love, not disbanded, but disseminated. I have given you birth in the world, not for you to float, but for you to rise. I have given you birth on earth for you to finally discover the miracle of existence, to find out, without doubt, your Great Worth, to find out that you are My harbinger, that you are My toast to a universe of being, a universe totally within you, totally yours to have, and totally yours to give, a universe of being that cannot exist without Me, a universe that exists with Me in full force, a universe full of Oneness with Me. I have given you Myself. I am not to be found but recognized. I yearn for you to recognize Me within you. I rally Myself within you. Dare to lift up your eyes and see.

Heavenletter #442 Published on: January 6, 2002

Upon what does most of your thinking focus? Too much of yourself and what you have not achieved. Too much on yourself and on what you deem lacking. From that platform your thoughts go out to the world, and you see your fragmentation there.

Spend less time on your worries and woes. They are manufactured.

You think there are blank spaces and that you must fill them. Surely, you don't have to fill them with wider emptiness or plaint. Let them be unoccupied, but that is not empty. Fill them with a preview of Me.

Every moment is not to be full with what you call success. Every moment is to be what it is. You don't know the difference between failure and success. Those are man-made terms. They are not Mine. Eschew the concept.

In life, you are taking a walk. One step goes before the other. That is success, your walking. What your foot trods on at one particular moment is incidental. Do not make the incidental monumental.

Stop trying to achieve. Achieving is amassing, or trying to. You sometimes think that the worth of you is achievement of one kind or another. Achievement is not much. It is a passing fancy. Achievement is not the mark of your life. That which transpires or does not is non-indicative.

Do not set ungainly goals for yourself.

Set your vision high. Let the goals take care of themselves. Setting your vision high is not in terms of accomplishment. Accomplishment is a silly game you play. You score up points, or you do not. Do not keep score. Better to just live life as it comes, as you walk over the field.

The field may be filled with flowers and grass, or it may be rocky. But that is just the terrain you walk over. That is not you.

You are pure light who walks over the terrain. Do not equate yourself so much with the terrain. Equate yourself with the One you walk for, the One you walk toward, the One Who walks with you.

What is underfoot is not stable. It changes from moment to moment. But you are stable. The intrinsic you knows of nothing but greatness. That is why you so often feel dismay. You think that which you already are is unattainable, and so you flail your arms, and so you weep.

How can you attain what is already yours? You grasp for that which is already in your grasp. You make your life difficult because you are grasping. You try to be like the policeman who directs traffic. The policeman can wave his gloved hand, and traffic stops, or traffic goes. You can wave your hand stop or go, but life does not heed your demands.

Be more content. When your attention is less on yourself, you are more content. Call life to you, but do not order it around. Do not push it away. Do not make life accommodate you. Let it be what it is. It will be something else soon enough.

Your life is a book you are reading. One chapter ends, and another begins, and all is intertwined. It is your eyes that go over the pages. The pages come to life with your eyes. Your eyes read and your mind translates.

At one time a book pleases you. At another time the same book does not. Just keep turning the pages, and see what happens. What you think should happen does not have to.

That is how you frustrate yourself. You think the next page must contain what you say, but all it has to contain is what it is.

Be an objective reader of your life but not an objector.

Heavenletter #273 Published on: July 29, 2001

You try to determine your future and the future of everything. There is enough for you to do with right now without that. You are always saying how much you have to do, and yet you take on the future. You carry it with you like a dark cloak that weighs heavily on you or like a hovering black vulture that pursues you.

Ensure your future with this moment right now. This moment right now — look upon it with wonder. Look upon this gift of this moment as the treasure that it truly is. It is not a treasure because it will never come back again, as it is said. No, it is a treasure because it never leaves you! And it is a blessing in your hand.

When I say this moment never leaves you, this does not mean it is your past to carry. It means that it becomes a part of you — your genes, if you will, your make-up, your physical and non-physical constituency. This moment is like the food you eat, the air you breathe, the water you drink.

This moment sculptures you in a freeze frame of a movie, and it leads to the next frame. Just as you lift your foot to walk, in the next moment, your foot comes down. The preceding affects the ensuing. The ensuing follows the preceding.

In this moment you set something in motion. What are you going to set in motion? Fear? Dread? Anxiety? How about joy and delight? The very presence of joy and delight prevent you from thinking of the future, and, so, in the moment you enact your future very well. When you are in joy, you are fully in your present moment. That is clear, isn't it? Don't ask Me how you get to be fully in the present moment. I am telling you. Have joy in it. That is what it is for.

Feel joy in your limbs. Feel joy in your eyes and what they see. Let them see something. Look out the window. Look at the light on the leaves and love this moment of light on the leaves. Love the leaves. Love the light. Love the shadows of darkness that reveal the light. Love the tree without leaves. Love the blue of the sky and the green of the grass. Love gray skies and clouds and the rain and the snow and the yellow sun.

Will not for the cool of winter now while you have the hot of summer.

Will not for anything that you do not see before you this moment. Do not fear it either.

This moment of opportunity that is before you — don't skip over it. It is your moment.

You can decide ahead of time that you will look at this moment and whatever it brings you with dispassionate love, for it is your moment of a time with Me. I am with you. Perhaps this moment is not dressed the way you thought it should be. Perhaps you don't notice Me because you do not see My holy blazing light. But this moment of right now, I am before you in all My glory, and My eyes gaze into yours with perfect light. Look into My eyes, and all the cloaks and all the vultures must dispatch themselves. They cannot stay or enter where Our eyes meet. They cannot stay or enter when Our eyes meet.

Our eyes see through everything.

Capture this moment, and you will not be stuck in it. You will go for more.

This moment is a brief firefly. It is gone before you know it. Know this moment, and it will carry you in triumph on its shoulders into the next moment which will also carry you to the next as a royal porter carries a treasured find gently.

Heavenletter #702 Published on: September 21, 2002

Do not make of Me a reason. Do not make of Me an excuse. Make of Me what you will, but do not make Me an explanation for what you do. Do not use Me to prove something.

It is better not to measure your love for Me or some else's love for me. It is better not to try to prove your love for Me or prove that someone else's love is not.

There have been wars in My Name, and there have been suicide and mercilessness, all to prove individual fealty and righteousness, and presumably Mine.

Never think that you love Me more than anyone else does. It may be that you consciously do, but that is not for you to consider. Your love for Me is not yours to own. It is a gift given to you, not to take pride in, but to distribute.

All receive My love equally. My love knows no boundaries, certainly not those put up by the world. No one means more to Me than another. Some have more awareness of My love, but My love is not a pie that you cut where some get a bigger piece and some get less. In any case, you are not the meter of that nor the reader of the meter.

Love Me with all your heart, and you will not have space in your heart to measure anyone else.

When the seasons change, you do not take them personally. You do not think that you caused winter or spring, that they are an award or penalty that you brought about and were incurred so that you could gain a lesson. Certainly, you can learn from the seasons, but they are not set before you as a trap nor as a medal.

When winter comes, you may grumble about it, but you take out your boots and your hat and warm coat and shovel. You go along with it, side by side. Winter takes its course, and you live your life with winter as in spring. You are separate from winter. It is not an affront upon you. It is something that comes, and something that goes.

When spring and summer come, you are still you, only now the world is in bloom and you can put your coat and hat away. You coexist with the seasons. Seasons are seasons, and you are you.

Yet when other conditions come to you, you take them personally. You fight them right and left. You object to them. They never should have happened.

Please do not consider that events in life are directed specifically at you any more than the seasons. When certain events seem to be specifically directed at you, lessen their impact by walking along with them until they part from you. In the grand picture, nothing is personal to you, dear ones.

You are neither victor nor victim.

You are a trembling Human being who experiences what life brings and what you bring to it.

Open the door of your heart no matter what the season.

What can you welcome today that you have not welcomed before? Whom can you welcome? What can you foster in your life today that you did not yesterday? Where can you leap today where yesterday you stumbled? What magnificence can you give to another heart and so to your own? What road to your heart or another's will you open today? What will you make of Me and the world today? What treasure of love will you reveal, and what treasure will you find?

What if you could accept that everything is just right right now? That however life may appear to be, it is excellent and everything is working out in a perfect way? That what you see as toil and trouble are perfect stitches in the embroidery of life? That no stitches are dropped, and that the seeming random back and forth and in's and out's result in a work of art so brilliant and dazzling that, when finally you see it, you are in awe and utterly amazed that you are a participant in it.

You thought you were doing one thing and now you find you were doing another.

You thought you were somewhere where you were not. You were somewhere else altogether.

Often in life you feel you don't know what you are doing. And I am telling you that that is so. You do not know what you are doing. You do not know what you are a part of and you do not begin to know your contribution to the whole.

A beautiful quilt is being made from patches. You may have thought you were only a patch stuffed in a drawer, back shelf, hidden away. Wait until you see that you are the glorious center of the quilt. It is being put together now. We are weaving it together now.

The quilt is an extension of you. You are extended. You are not solitary.

What if you thought you were one note of a song, and that your note wasn't beautiful and that it didn't matter? But when you hear all the notes sung together, there is music unassailable of such exquisiteness that you don't remember ever hearing before and you never want to be without again. Shhh. Listen. Perhaps you will hear it now.

What if you are a character in a novel. Perhaps you don't know why you were brought into it or what you are doing there. You may have thought you were only an idle character who appears and signifies nothing, and yet, when the novel is complete, and you see how you figure in it, you begin to know that you are the heart of the novel.

What if you were a track of a train. One like any other, you thought. Unaware of your importance to the whole. Unaware of how needed you are. Unaware of your whole value. Unaware only because your attention went only to the little position you were in and you were unaware of your value to the whole track and the trains that ride upon it.

What if you thought you were just another fruit on a tree? You didn't know you were an apple. You didn't know what fruit or apples were. You were just there, hanging there. You didn't know you had been a blossom that became an apple. You didn't know you came from the sap of the tree and that you were what the tree was for! You didn't know you were to be picked. You didn't know your purpose. And if you fell to the ground, you didn't know that you still had purpose and that you were the perpetuator of the soil and that you held the seed and the whole history of other trees within you?

What if that apple knew that he held the Tree of Life? That he was indeed the Tree of Life.

What if you truly knew that you are God-sent to uplift the world entire? What if you knew there is no past nor future nor even present, only eternity, and that you are smack in the middle of it (if eternity could have a middle)? That, in fact, you are eternity itself? Strong silent eternity laid out for all to see.

You are not a passel of eternity. You are Eternity. Eternity exists, and it is you.

Heavenletter #300 Published on: August 25, 2001

What does the word "attempt" mean? You attempt something because that which you attempt has drawn you to it. It tempted you, as it were. Think of attempt more as something that draws you to it and less as effort or exertion.

Attempt is like trying on a hat. You try on hats until you find one that seems right. Perhaps you have to go to another store, but you know it is a hat you are looking for, and so you continue to try them on.

There is an upcoming occasion that you need a hat for. There is a purpose in your looking for the hat. If you forget your purpose, the search is less thrilling for you, less momentous, more random or lackadaisical.

Consider a hat purchase as a metaphor for your life.

When your life seems lusterless, you have forgotten your purpose in life. When you give up on something, you have cudgeled yourself into thinking that the reason was for you, as if the purpose were yours and yours alone. There is something you want to discover, and it has to serve a purpose bigger than just your wanting it.

Every day of your life is an attempt at it.

When I say to recall your higher purpose beyond your little individuality, I am not talking about sacrifice. You don't sacrifice yourself. You do not cut yourself off from something. Rather, you are finding yourself. You are finding what calls you, and what calls you is who you are.

An artist must paint. A musician must play. A dreamer must dream. And a Human being on Earth must be.

From the being of you comes your life on Earth.

Every day is a new composition. It is a new canvas. You can let go of the old one. You can let go of yesterday.

Whatever you thought you weren't yesterday, you can be today. Whatever you want to be, you can be. Only do not desire too small a thing, and do not desire it solely because you want it.

Your desire fits into something. It belongs somewhere, not only in your hand. When your fulfilled desire comes into your hand, there is someplace else where it wants you to put it. Consider your desires as stars you call to you, and when they come, you pin them to the firmament. They come to you so you will put them in their rightful place. That is not sacrifice. Pinning your desires in the firmament is your true desire, and so you fulfill it.

Nothing is for you alone. There is nothing you experience that is for you alone. Of one thing you can be sure, you experience it for Me. Willy-nilly, you experience for Me.

The awareness of this makes it possible for you to become unattached to your desires. A bigger vision allows you to be unattached. A bigger vision keeps you going. You attempt again. But you do not have to have the result to put in your pocket. The result comes in order to be shared with the universe.

Edison could not discover a lightbulb for himself alone. He did not even discover it. He stumbled on it. He tried enough, and then the secret of electricity appeared.

Columbus could not discover a new land for himself. He could not keep it to himself, and why would he? Discoveries want to be shared. And he, too, did not discover anything. He stumbled onto something. But first he had to set sail in his ship.

So I instruct you to set sail today for a new land, and you will discover it right where you are. It can only be where you are. One more attempt, and perhaps another, and you will discover discovery for a purpose beyond yourself.

Heavenletter #792 Published on: December 21, 2002

Tarry a while with Me. It is such a little thing, to stop from the hustle and bustle, and give a nod to Me. It is such a little thing, and yet it enlivens you and the universe. But how can a simple thought directed to Me carry so much power?

First of all, many of your thoughts are on aspects of life that do not benefit you or anyone. You know what I mean. Grumbling thoughts. Repetitive thoughts. Worry thoughts. Somehow many of your thoughts are of the past with one or two of an imagined future thrown in. You hash the past. And you worry the future.

When you think of Me, you are pulled into the present, for I am immediate. When you think of Me, you reverberate with Me, and so you rise to a higher vibration. In that case, move over closer to Me. Move over closer to Me in your heart. Feel My presence. I am with you right now.

You may have something caught in your throat, but you don't need words to communicate with Me. A silent nod of recognition is enough. But words are fine too. They are like the butter spread on the bread. By all means, spread butter thick, for you like it.

You have My permission to converse with Me. Call it imaginary, or call it true, it is at My behest that you talk to Me and hear My answers. No matter how faint My answers may seem to you, your thoughts and Mine marshal the forces of the universe. Your thoughts adhere Me to you in your consciousness, and so they work their magic. Thoughts on less than the majesty of Truth fiddle life away. Many of your thoughts are no more than dusting idle items in the corners. But when your thoughts are on Me, you throw the front doors wide open and step into the full sunshine of life. You are meant to live in the sunshine, not in the corners. Turn your pockets of life inside out and see all that they hold.

You are here to explore life. And I am part of life. I am a great part of it. In one way or another, I am the Most of It. Modesty aside, I am All of It. Therefore, take Me with you. Come with Me. They are the same. Jostle yourself a little. Be My friend. Jog along with Me.

You may have priorly decided that, if I exist at all, I am at a distance in space and time. You may have thought of Me as Someone high on a mountain top out of your realm. You may have acknowledged Me as Someone Who might deign to meet with super beings in the Biblical past, but you have not seen Me as accessible today. So you have envisioned Me, if you have envisioned Me at all, as High and Mighty, and you have forgotten about Close. My vibration is high, and I am mighty, but I am also so close to you that your breath and My breath mingle. If We are One, how can I possibly be far? I am your God, and you are My beloved, dear and close to Me.

Nothing is what it seems because you have thought awry.

Things seem the way they seem because you have interpreted them, or have been taught to analyze them in a certain way. You have believed others' words more than what you see and feel. You have ignored what you feel. You have predicted what you will see. You have mandated what you will see. And you are afraid to break the chain.

When you do not color what you see, then you will see.

Maybe you have to close your eyes in order to see.

You have let others tell lies to you, and then you tell lies to yourself. You even pay money for lies. Something else than what you would have yourself believe is going on. You get swept up in you-know-not-what. You bet on things, and yet what can be reliable in the temporary games you blindly enter and call something else?

Today listen to your heart of truth, and do not be beguiled.

You beguile yourself.

It is always you.

You choose to.

You would rather listen to lies than the truth of what your heart tells you. You like to buy a bill of goods.

If you want to win a race, you have to start at the starting line. You cannot skip around, go in and out, or start in the middle. That is kidding yourself.

Do not be so quick to join things. What you think you join and what you join may not be the same.

What looks beautiful on the outside may not be in the inside. Like people in disguises.

You must allow yourself to go beyond disguises.

The story of Christ dressed as a beggar is well-known. The story of the beggar disguised to look like Christ is less known. My children like to be fooled. They desire to be fooled. They are looking to be fooled because they think that there is something in the world that will save them. From what do you need to be saved? From illusion, the very thing you chase.

Do not look for the world to save you.

Look to Me and look to yourself.

Look squarely.

Life is not a game of Let's Pretend.

It is a game of Seek Truth.

Truth is not terrible.

It is honest.

What is it you are afraid to face?

There are clues all around you, and you ignore them.

You blindfold yourself.

You play a game with yourself.

You are afraid to look.

Other people are not the extent of you.

They are not the makers of you.

They are not the rulers of you.

They may be less than what you like to think, and you are assuredly more.

Look not for truth outside you.

Look for it within you.

You do not need to engage in the surface games of life.

Doesn't that statement help you to breathe?

When you open your eyes and see beyond the surface, you will not be disappointed.

When you get past your fear of truth, you will no longer dissemble. When you no longer dissemble, more truth will appear.

Truth is not named. It is not a name of truth that you seek.

Many of My dear children look to be called wise, or successful, or enlightened, or have bright-lighted experiences. But it is not the name to be sought after. You do not need to be dubbed. You do not need to be anointed. You are wise, or you are not, or you are sometimes wise and sometimes not. But what has that to do with truth?

You want someone to tell you something.

You want to hear it.

But what is the worth of whatever someone tells you?

You are eager for enlightenment. As you have seemingly chased after it, you have been running away from it. Enlightenment is not run to. You cannot chase it.

Enlightenment is what is left when untruth leaves.

Look not to be enlightened.

Look to move to Me.

Look to the Light, not to a name for the lighted.

Do not look for someone to turn the switch on for you. It is already on. You need no one else.

Just look to the Light.

A name is a murmur of sound.

Looking for the name is looking for recognition.

Bypass recognition.

Look for Me, and I will have found you.

Look for faith in the ennoblement of truth.

I see you.

You are beautiful.

Throw off your disguise that is not you, and come to Me.

Life is like stones you turn over. You lift one up, and you look at it, and then you look at the underside. Then you put that stone down, and pick up another.

All of life is an inquiry.

It is a finding out.

It is a perambulation around the universe.

You circle the universe, and you circulate yourself.

Your life is gradual, at the same time as it is immediate. Life is in increments, yet it is all at once.

Gradual and increments indicate time.

Immediate and all at once point to timelessness.

Your life is in one moment. All you have is this moment. You have no other.

Life is not papers you shuffle through looking for the right one.

It is the paper in your hand right now.

It is not a degree you get later.

It is a bird in the hand.

Drink your tea while it is hot.

Savor it, for this is the day I have given you.

Greet your day as you would like to be greeted. Go to meet it. Shake its hand. Give it a smile. Let it be welcome, for the day is a gift I have sent to you. You would not turn away a gift from Me, would you?

Today has your name on it.

How different is the day when you welcome it as a blessing! It never was meant to be a chore. Or obligation. But a delight for you to open up. Unwrap it.

How do you greet the day?

First, make it welcome.

Know that something wonderful is going to occur today.

This is a momentous day.

Get ready for it.

Get ready for it by welcoming it.

Rise along with the sun to the day it creates for you. For whom is this day if not for you?

And when the sun sets, put your day to rest. Do not record it. Let it go. When the day has passed, it no longer belongs to you. The past is not yours. The past a moment ago is not even yours.

Only right now is yours, and it is yours to do with as you wish. You are not confined to a position. Even if you are in jail, and you must do this and that at a particular moment, the moment is nevertheless yours to swim across with all your heart. Enter your day, and leave something good there. Leave something of yourself. Write yourself on your day. Be there. Let it be known that you gave this day to the universe.

Spend your day with Me, for I will add dimension to your day. Show Me your day as a gift to Me. What transpires in your day is nothing compared to what you give to it.

If your day is a path you walk, how do you walk it? Neither tiptoe nor stomp. Be freewheeling. This is, after all, your day to walk in. Show Me where you go today. Show Me the way of your day.

You do not master your day. Your day is not a performance. Life is a walk down many lanes, but it is always you who walks it. And today is the path you walk on.

Today is the canvas of your life.

Make it beautiful. Display it for Me.

Show yourself what a day can be.

Triumph over dailyness today.

There never was a day like today.

Forget it is Monday or Tuesday.

It is Today.

Today is before you. A week is not.

This moment is yours. Wield it into today.

Consider this day clay. Make from it what you will. The day is in your hands. I have given it to you for joy. Fill it then with joy for Me. Sally forth into the day I have set before you. Make it like the sun.

Identify with Me more than you identify with anything else.

When you identify with your little body on earth, you feel fragile. The innermost depths of your heart know that your physicalness and individuality are not who you are and that they are insignificant to who you are. And yet you call all the events and their aftermath your life, as if the waxing and waning waves were your substance.

You existed before this body, and you exist after. This overt life you are in right now is an interim that goes up and down and around about. Its surface has not stability, so why do you look so much for it where it is not and will not be. Looking outside you is looking outside you. It makes you dependent upon that which can only be depended upon to shift. How many times will you be disappointed in outward life before you catch on?

Your sustenance comes not from the world. The world does not sustain you. Yes, it lifts you high, and it also drops you low.

You have always known that there has to be more to life than its performance and props and the drama that rages on stage.

There is also behind-the-scenes. This is where you arise from. And this is where you abide.

When you feel weak in life, restore yourself. The world will not restore you. Sure, it may bolster you for a while, but it will also run to something else. There are currents in life, and you ride them, but the currents are not you and do not describe you. They circumscribe you. Actually, they omit you.

The expression "Come down to earth" seems to mean to keep your vision small. Earth vision by itself disallows for Heaven. Therefore, keeping your vision small is keeping you away from the joy and meaning that you seek. If you can only see the physical, what can you feel but bereft? It is your natural heritage that you feel bereft of.

I say to you, "Come up to Heaven." Raise your thoughts higher. They have been kept low enough. That is why you feel depressed. You have kept your thoughts down. You have depressed truth. You have depressed your heart. Now uplift it.

The coins of earth cannot be the meaning of life. The meaning of life is not your physical body, your physical abode, your car, your beautiful clothes, or any success in the world. Have them, by all means. Enjoy them. But in the solitude of the night and your thoughts, you already know that successes on earth are not the meaning of your life. If they are not your meaning, then they are not what you are on earth for.

You are not one-dimensioned. You are many-dimensioned. That is what is meant by "In my Father's house, there are many mansions." Earth is only one of them.

You are not solely on earth. Knowing this, why not have the consciousness that goes with all the dimensions of you. Other dimensions are called higher, but they coexist. High and low and levels of consciousness are all man's words. They do not quite represent. It would be better to say that you are many-streamed all at once. You are a many-streamed being who has a physical body that walks on earth. It is good to be aware that you are more than this creature on earth that you pretend to be. Using man's words, I had better inform you that you are a High Being.

Treasures are not meant to be buried. They are meant to be unearthed. I am trying to unearth you now.

What does it mean, to give your heart to Me?

Surrender is not slipping your heart under the table. It is not something you do surreptitiously. It is not something you do with fanfare either. Giving your heart to Me is your awareness of where it already is, and allowing it to be there. Do not take your heart away from Mine. Do not think that your heart belongs to you and to you alone.

Giving away, giving up, giving out, giving in are not surrender. You don't give up anything when you surrender to Me. Surrender is recognition of Truth. You are not the Truth-Maker. You are the Truth-receiver. You are the receptor of truth, and My truth is love. Giving your heart to Me is allowing yourself to be loved.

There is no tug of war going on here. You do not lose a thing by offering your heart to Me. Giving your heart to Me is not a concession you make, not at all. Do you concede when you accept a treasure that is offered you? Do you compromise yourself when you accept blessings?

When someone calls your name, and you turn, have you altered yourself?

I call your name, and you hear Me — that is surrender. What have you acceded to, in that case, but love?

By surrender, you break down your defenses. Defenses are barriers. They are put-off's. They are resistance. Resistance is a slow barrier. Resistance is awkward. Acceptance is grace.

Think of the word "acceptance" rather than the word "surrender". And yet "acceptance" isn't quite the right word either. Acceptance seems to come from a decision of the mind, saying yes rather than no, yet such acceptance has residual reservation.

How do you deign to accept that which is already yours?

How do you eat a scone and then during or after, when you have already chewed and swallowed it, say, "I think I will eat that scone"? The deed was done.

So you think you will accept My love? What is not to accept? Would you quibble?

It is arrogance that debates with Me. And arrogance comes from ignorance. Arrogance and ignorance are something you can give up. From that giving up, you gain. From that giving up, you begin.

Are you mightier than I? Do you know more than I? Do you make better decisions? Do you second-guess Me? Do you try to set Me straight? Do you interpret Me or do you accept Me? Or do you compete with Me?

Everyone finds Me himself. No one gives Me to you. I am not an explanation. I am not a discourse. Columbus discovered America, but then everyone had to come see for himself. All the descriptions in the world are but descriptions. You want My presence, not a tale about Me.

But I am not your discovery. I am everyone's discovery. I belong to no one. I belong to everyone. You may discover Me, but I am not your discovery. You do not become important because you awaken to My eternal presence. That is when you become humble. That is when you shine in My light so bright that you are immersed in Mine. Where is your individual flame now?

Pride is a concern of the world. Ego is a trick of the world. Ego is a mask you have put on. Ego pats you on the back and doesn't quite let you kneel to Me. Ego crunches your heart. Dissuade yourself from ego. You put no man above Me, nor do you put yourself above Me.

Feel the love. You are surrounded by it. You might as well feel it. You might as well be aware. Don't deny the existence of love. Don't underscore the neglect of love in the world. Is the neglect of love really more noteworthy than its presence?

You are love, so be it.

Even when your heart is disturbed by this or that, even when the world is disturbed by this or that, love is. Even when love is not visible to the naked eye, it is there in all its glory.

Regard love more. There is plenty of evidence of it. In your life there is. In you there is.

It is hard for you to take My word for this because apparent absence of love is so obvious to you. It is even reported in the newspapers. All reports or sightings of non-love are taken out of context.

The context is love.

What if you noted obvious love today? What if you made an edition of the news in your mind. Consider that you are a reporter who notes the events that support news of love. I tell you it is rampant.

Illness is reported. There are facts and figures about it. Why not health? Why not fresh air? Why not emphasize the promising rather than the unpromising?

Pile up evidence of love. Underscore love today.

The same, look for beauty today. Look for it within you. Bring out your worthiness into the light of day. Put on your glasses that discern love.

Record the appearance of love and beauty today and give it headlines.

If it is too hard for you to muster love today, muster the noting of it. Each time you glimpse even the slightest example of love, say: "Ah, this is love. Here it is."

Say further: "From the moment of my awakening this morning, I have spotted love. It takes no neon lights. The sun came in my window this morning."

The sun said to you: "Wake up! Wake up!" The rolling of the sun across the horizon of life awakened you this morning. It nudged you on your shoulder.

You heard the birds this morning, or you heard a car rev up like a shooting star, or you heard the heart of a Human voice. No matter what it spoke, it also awakened you to the instant love of this day.

And your voice also speaks love today.

And all that you come across today is a signal of love. Find the signal.

It may be a signal of love that you are to issue from your heart. A need of love may have been spoken to you. You may have heard a cry for love and thought it was something else. Now you know. You are not the only one who wants more love right out there in plain sight.

Let love be your theme today.

You don't have to tell anyone about it. Love does not have to be talked about. It has to be noted and it has to be carried on and carried out and delivered.

You have been given unlimited love to note and to deliver. You are a messenger of love. Pick up all the love you are to drop off. There is so much love today you may not finish delivering all of it today. Most assuredly, you will not. There will be an overflow for tomorrow. Each day there will be more.

All you have to do is note the love in your life today.

No one says that pain does not serve a purpose. Everything in this universe, whether you are able to decipher it or not, serves a purpose.

But it is paramount that you refrain from thinking that you must have pain, that you must have your share of it, that more is coming, that you will be ready and even that you will be ready to learn from it. You do not have to think of pain as a good thing. You have made your acquaintance with it, but you do not have to make it your good friend, or a close one.

However gloomy your present thinking, surely joy has also been part of your life. Get yourself ready for more of it. It's coming. You can relish that there are bits of joy coming and perhaps even great happiness and great rewards and great unimagined surprises that will stir your heart.

When you think of pain, you are thinking of calamities that may come to you. You may not know their exact names, but you are making ready for them just the same.

Make ready for joy. You do not need to know its exact name or shape or form either. But you know what joy is, and you can set up your brain waves and every cell of your body to await it and be ready for it.

Do not feel satisfied that you have suffering and that you are coping with it. Be satisfied that you are moving on from it. Just this tiny switch in your thinking will work wonders. You are leaving suffering behind, and you don't have to have it. You can do very well without it.

Too much of life is spent waiting for the boom to fall. Too much of life is spent thinking of what to do under grim circumstances.

Begin thinking of what to do when exquisite happiness comes to you. Let your thoughts unfold in that direction. Let your movie camera play colorful scenes that unfold to the universe your beauty rather than your pain.

Better yet, extract the joy from this very moment.

You are in a body, so enjoy the senses you have. Enjoy the heat, enjoy the cold. Enjoy the wet, enjoy the dry. Enjoy the sweet tastes and enjoy the bitter tastes. But you need not enjoy the bitter ahead of time. For what purpose?

Enjoy the tastes that come as they come. Meet them. But if you feel you must plan, if you feel you must equip yourself beforehand, then equip yourself for more of the sweet. Get ready for celebration. Get ready for wonder. Get ready for plenty, not dearth.

It is as if you have mailboxes all in a line, one behind the other. Each mailbox is addressed to you, and each mailbox has a different label. One is for pain. One is for joy. One is for boredom. One is for giving. One is for taking. One is for being taken. One is for love. One is for greater love. One is for God. One is for intelligence. One is for error. One is for fear. One is for tragedy. One is for laughter… You have your choice of which mailboxes to put up front where they are easier for the mailman's hand to reach into. Which mailboxes would you put in front? Which ones do you have in front presently?

If your thoughts were mail you address to yourself, which mailboxes would most of it go into?

And what if you didn't have a mailbox with the name Pain on it at all? What would happen then?

You seem to be convinced that pain is part and parcel of your life. If that is so, it will find you whether you have a mailbox with its name on it or not. You don't have to put a shingle out for it.

According to what kind of mail you want, label your mailboxes anew.

God,Greater Love,giving, Joy,prosperity,laughter!