Heavenletters

Heaven Letters Published on: May 10, 2013

Good Morning, My Creation! What a beautiful day it is before Us! There never was a day like this one before, and there will never be another like it again. Of course, the Infinite that this speaks to is a drop in the bucket next to the Infinity of the Universe! It seems that I am copying you, My children, in your comparing one day to another, one person to another, one life to another. All lives take place in the same Field of Infinity. Of course, Infinity cannot be in a field. The widest field has an end, and Infinity has none. Boundless is Infinity, and yet it seems that you bound along in it, laughing or crying and making something of it.

Nor, in actuality, does a day really transpire, as transpire is spoken of. What exactly transpires? Events? All this is mind-boggling, isn’t it? Infinity is beyond mind. Mind cannot conceive it even as it tries.

Heaven Letters Published on: May 9, 2013

Let go of judging everything. Judging is often the same as reprimanding. Judging is often condemnation. It can only be a second-guess. Regardless of the direction judging goes in, whether it is toward oneself or another, judging is a spoilsport.

On the other hand, you will do well not to praise nor to judge. Both are amiss. Appreciate when you appreciate, but go easy with it. Whether self-respect, self-regard, self-esteem, self-pride, or any combination thereof is thought or spoken, the idea of self-worth holds different meanings. Judging likely is justifying your point of view.

Who would have ego when he truly has a strong sense of self? Who would require building up, and who would require tearing anyone else down?

Heaven Letters Published on: May 7, 2013

Much of what goes on in the world moves like a double helix. No matter how irregular something may seem to you, no matter how much of a mistake you may think something is, what you see as a mistake or even a grievous error is very like a double helix following its pattern.

You may see wildness rather than pattern. You may see effrontery, yet you are seeing a magic path where a blessing is righting itself. This magic path is offering you something from one aspect of life to another, and you are in process of making an adjustment. Who can rightly call what may be a mere adjustment a grievous error? In truth, you are talking about tuning a piano. Or you are talking about fixing a window that doesn’t close properly. Or darning socks with holes in them. Is it an error to note holes in socks so that you will darn them?

Heaven Letters Published on: May 6, 2013

What would I like? Nice of you to ask.

What do your mother and father want for you? And what do you want for you?

You want happiness, I know that. I want your happiness.

You want love from all sides, and, most of all, from your own heart. Nothing can beat the love in your own heart. This is supreme happiness, the blossoming of your heart.

Hearts, like flowers, may take their time to blossom. Sometimes it may seem overnight, but blossoming usually comes on tiptoes. Just like spring, suddenly, everything blossoms. Yet, was not the winter preparing the way for the flowers to bloom?

Heaven Letters Published on: May 5, 2013

What shall we talk about today? What have we been talking about? Does it matter? Does it matter the subject when We sit together and look into the mirror of Our eyes? What does matter, beloveds? When all is said and done, what does matter?

Life does matter. It matters a great deal. Life is a lot. Yet life in the world is not all that matters, not by a long shot. Ultimately, what matters is you and I. Life as you experience it in the world comes and goes. You and I remain. Ultimately, all there exists is you and I. Furthermore, not even you as separate from you exist. This is the meaning of dust unto dust.

Heaven Letters Published on: May 4, 2013

In Heaven, what is true is true. On Earth, what is true depends. In other words, what may be seen as true in the world is undependable. It depends who says it, who sees it, who wants it. In the world, truth depends on many reversible matters. Truth in the world changes according to point of view and vantage.

Many may well see two points of view or more. Many may see only one point of view, and that would be their own.

Everyone on Earth can be self-righteous, can say that his or her point of view is the only correct one. But that’s just it. In the world, many points of view can be correct, simply depending upon one point of view or one’s current point of view.

In the world, there is room for all.

Heaven Letters Published on: May 3, 2013

Yes, I created you. What it is really is that I had the dream of you, or, We can say I had the thought of you, and from My thought, dream, desire, you came to life.

You arose out of the stars or what have you. You popped up alive in the Realm of Heaven and sometimes, for a lark, spent time on Earth where you dreamed of yourself in a million different ways one at a time or all at once in color or in black-and-white in many-mannered ways.

Heaven Letters Published on: May 2, 2013

Let Me be like the Statue of Liberty. All the weary, come to Me. All the persecuted, come to Me. All the hungry, all the poor, all the wayward and all the lost. All the happy, come to Me. All who give, come to Me. All who take, come to Me. All the seekers in the world, come to Me. Come to Me for My sake because it gives Me joy to know that you are aware of where you are and Whom you are with every moment of the day or night and on into Eternity. You have never left. You are on a Continuum which you have always been on and which you are incapable of leaving. I know this.

If you want to know where you are, it is Eternity. You don’t really think that you are off somewhere in a desert or frozen reef? My heart is the Heart of Eternity, and that is where you are. No exceptions. None.

Heaven Letters Published on: May 1, 2013

Heaven Letters Published on: April 30, 2013

I am your own True Love, and you are Mine. We Who are Oneness Entire are eternally bound. We are in it for the long-run. We are bound in freedom, beloveds. We are bound in a love so Vast that there are no boundaries. We are limitless. As AM I, are you.

Unbelievable, isn’t it? Unbelievable that you are a Master Creator. You don’t exactly see yourself as an all-time success, and, yet, you are ultimately you and perfectly a rendition of yourself. Of course, you have done a lot of improvising and you have, in the world’s eyes and in yours, flubbed a little bit.

However, the good news is that you are not on an assembly line. You are not tied to a particular rendition of yourself. You can compose and recompose. You can start over. You can polish. From this day forth, you can polish the mirror of yourself and declare a major renovation.

Heaven Letters Published on: April 29, 2013

Time is quite a bug-a-boo in the world. Time comes and goes like the wind. Time comes and goes in the same instant, and you can’t really get a handle on it any more than you can on the wind. Yes, time, yes, time appears and disappears, well, as quickly as a gust of wind. No one can stop time. No one can catch it. Time is carried on the wind.

Where are time and the wind located? They leave as soon as they arrive. Truly, they both escape you. Here today and gone tomorrow. Rather, here for an instant and gone in an instant.

Heaven Letters Published on: April 28, 2013

You may believe you have been running toward love and have been thwarted more than once. The truth may be that you may have been running away from love and, in so doing, naming yourself a victim. Therefore, you convinced yourself and found someone else to take blame for the love that you yourself deflected.

You may be confident that someone rejected you. They may have, and yet you may have instigated it. You are not the fall guy no matter how much you may feel you are. You are the instigator. You set yourself up. It’s hard for you to believe, yet you ejected yourself from love, landed in an empty field while lingering embers prevented you from forgiving another for your flight. Yes, you set yourself up.

Heaven Letters Published on: April 27, 2013

What do you see when you think you see a glimpse of spirit, something so fair passing your cheek that you wonder if you saw anything at all? Regardless, beloveds, you saw a thought, or you thought a thought. What is seeing but a thought? Your eye saw something, and your mind pounced on what you saw and turned it into something with a name. Words are names. Thoughts are names for whatever we happen to be thinking about and attribute these names to. Thoughts are for something. Life in the world is pursued by thoughts. Thoughts certainly may seem to muddy up the waters and complicate rather than simplify.

Heaven Letters Published on: April 26, 2013

If you have ever been serene, you can be serene again. Serene is a place within you. Peace, love, happiness all exist in this secret place of My heart within you. Now, you want to open this special place within and make it available for all, and, therefore, out in the open. Of course, you can have your privacy, yet your love and sense of all good things shine to all right out in the open wherever you may be, or, believe you are.

As a representative of My Kingdom, naturally, you are cordial. That does not mean that you can’t be to yourself when this is your desire.

Heaven Letters Published on: April 25, 2013

When something comes to you, it comes easily. This is what I want to say:

You can struggle and struggle, work very hard, and, yet, when your efforts bear fruit, they arrive easily just the same way as beautiful fruit on the vine fulfills its purpose. One day the fruit is green. Then all of a sudden, the fruit is at its peak of ripeness. Just so, all the forces of nature seem to gather together to give you gifts in life. When success comes, it falls into place. When success comes, it is almost as if you couldn’t stop it if you tried. Have you not received bounties in life before you could say Rumpelstiltskin?