Do you suffer from anxiety, fear, shame, guilt, sadness or anything else? I'd like to share a method with you to help correct that.

Horrible things happen to us all at some point in our lives. When we are young, things can happen that we don't consciously deal with properly. As children we lack the tools to process these events and circumstances, there is no conscious adult reasoning. Children and young adults, being largely helpless and at the mercy of others, lack the power to escape negative situations or gain support.

You may have experienced loss, physical or emotional neglect (mild or severe), shaming, abuse, abandonment and more, to a small or great degree, from birth up until recent years, as a one-off event or series of events.

Traumatic memories and emotions are placed into the subconscious mind as programs. These programs feed us emotional responses, information and feelings daily, into our adult lives, all as a result of repressed trauma from younger years. As an adult, you may experience anxiety or fear in certain situations and not know why. Consciously you're not afraid but you have a sense of fear bubbling up to the surface all the time; this is a symptom. Underlying fear, shame, anxiety, guilt, even depression, are symptoms of repression.

God said:

You live under My umbrella, do you not know this? You live under a vast umbrella that covers the world. It is an Umbrella of Love. You cannot be cast out from under this umbrella. There is room for all. There is greater than room for all. There is love for all -- if you could only know -- if you could feel and live this --if you could be but content -- if you could but know that Love is Truth, and nothing else is – how happy you would be.

You are fearful that love absconds from you. You consider death as lack of love. You consider that you may never have been loved or loved enough. The crux of the matter is that you do not love yourself enough, and so you may feel like a lone wanderer in the world, isolated and insulated from God and your very own Being.

You simply are irreconcilable with what feels to you like abandonment. Sometimes, in your sense of loss and irretrievability, you may feel like an orphan of the Universe. That you are forgotten and unnoticed and undervalued is the song you sing. For much of your time on Earth, you feel this, and life in the world seems to support this. In fact, you are quick to point out all the evidence for this abandonment.

What if you could turn your attention even slightly to a beneficent world? Instead, you seem to have felt at the mercy of the world, even harassed by the world. You hold on tightly to your convictions. You would dearly love to change the world, and, yet, you set yourself aside.

God said:

It is to your Self that you are beholden. You are not in debt to Me, My beloveds. You are My Crowning Glory, for I know what I see. I am not hesitant to declare it. If you tend to see that I owe you and am in debt to you, you see a figment of your own imagination.

Between Us, there is no debt. We have the Free Will to love. You may, and often do, see perceived absence of love. It is your abstention from love which you perpetuate upon Me. Do you understand this? You would rather have a neglectful God to throw stones at than to look at the sliver in your own eye.

There is a propensity in My children to accuse others for what ails them. You may tend to proclaim less than wonderful upon Me. How simplistic. Everything you protest is an aspect of you. This is the straight goods. This is how it is. You don’t like to hear this.

I talk of how We are One, will be One. We are One now. Even as your eyes are cast down, even as you may reject Me as God on Earth and God in Heaven, you make Me your fall guy. You see an aberration of your wounded self, and you call it by My Name.

It is like I am a package that has been sent to you. You look at the package from every angle, yet you won’t open it up. You make declarations upon this unopened package which is a special delivery of areas within your little self that require attention.