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Waking Up to Your Self

God said:

In what diamond carat of life do We, you and I, touch on this day called today? A metaphor of hearts touch and retouch one another. Does what another senses impinge on Our hearts as well as touch? Ah, yes, the sense of sight. The sight of loved ones’ eyes soothes your reverberating heart. A loved one’s voice is like music to your ears. And to Mine, and to the world, and to Heaven.

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Are You on a Mission or an Escapade?

God said:

The world at large looks for reasons and causes, looks for sequential events and numbers, looks for consequences in a Universe that appears complicated when Truth may actually be simpler as well as deeper than it may at first appear.

In a deeper reality where True Oneness exists, everything occurs all at once. How can this be?

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I, God, Know What I Am Doing

God said:

I could have said:

God says:

Yet it seems to Me that God said carries more weight. God says may come across more like God sez: and that might come across as downright irreverent.

I am not One to be guided by impressions, yet impressions make their mark. I am not courting favor, yet why not put My best foot forward and bring you closer to Me while We’re at it? Who knows who might be waiting to get a glimpse of Me and perhaps interview Us on international television! (smile!)

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Be My Power and the Glory

God said:

Many, many arguments seem to be a stage-play presented before you to prove step by step how unfairly-treated you have been and still are, how no one would ever put up with being treated this way. No one can treat you like this. You will not have it, and God doesn’t like it either, so then, for a while, in your thoughts, you accept fully that you were trifled with, as if, at least for the time being, there is nothing else you can do about it.

Beloved, must you learn so well from a world that you so righteously object to? No more, Beloved, never again.

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What Metaphor Might We Name Your Soul

God said:

You may find yourself filled and arrayed with all the colors of the rainbow. If this is the case, consider that you can think of your Soul as a gemmed necklace made of beautiful colors, here a color, there a color, all the colors of the rainbow! Let Us call all the colors your inheritance, or your DNA.

O, Beloved, who could you not be? What could you not be? What are you possibly not? What wondrous gift are you that you do not yet see?

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This, Just This, Happiness

God said:

Happy Days are here again! Hum this song, and see how you feel. The sky’s the limit. In fact, not even the sky has a limit. There is no ceiling on the sky.

Why not Happy Days? Where is it written that life is ever to be less than happy? Nonsense.

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The Silent Music of Godwriting

God said:

There are many ways of looking at the highly personal Silent Process of Godwriting.

You can think of Godwriting as listening to bird song early in the morning or at night fall. The tune the birds sing is easy to pick up. The birds sing alike. Yet, you, the listeners at dawn or dusk, may pick up slightly different versions of lyrics according to your moment of Soul Listening. What can the lyrics be? Here come the lyrics! They accompany the sweet simple song. They come in varying colors and tones of each Godwriter. There is no standard of correctness. There is only what comes. It comes as it comes, as if from different yet companionable musical instruments that resonate like the varying colors of the rainbow.

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Dream the Dream

God said:

Beloved Beloved, where did you get the idea that life is supposed to be all cookies and milk served to you as you recline cozily in bed and sip your morning tea before you begin this day before you?

You know, life is a mixed bag. Life is coming to you in every moment. Dreams do come true, yet dreams are not obligated to come true in the moment you say the exact way you say. Anticipate that all your dreams will come true, yet allow the freedom for your dreams not to have to come true so quickly or just so. Go ahead, it’s okay to wish a while. Grant your dreams free passage. Dreams are free spirits. Dreams are not: “Sign on the line” sorts of left brain thinking. You can request all your dreams to come true, yet dreams are not beer on tap, now are they?

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Entwined We Are

God said:

To you, I give thanks. I give thanks to you from the bottom of My Heart. Beloved, always know with assurance how much you mean to Me and all the Waves and Waves of Love just the thought of you gives to me. I know your love. I feel it. Do you feel My love, too, as it radiates through you?

Every night I put you to sleep. Every morning, I wake you up. Do you feel My Presence in your life? Be sure to know that I am attentive to you. I do not ask you to sacrifice. I do not believe in sacrifice. I believe in Joy. I ask you to enjoy. Joy isn’t a sacrifice. Definitely, stay away from sacrifice. I don’t want it. I seek your Joy. I want nothing less than your Joy.

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When Truth Alone Is

God said:

Beloved, My Beloved, do not honor force. Never do I honor meanness and cruelty and under the guise that they are worthy. Meanness means smallness. Why would goodness and mercy be sought after in the world you live in unless there were cruelty to counteract?

Without force, there would be no insisted-upon abdication from what another person happens to believe.

Another’s Truth would be freely allowed to be his Truth or as long as it feels right to him. No one’s Truth would be besmirched. Everyone would merit all-merciful freedom to see as he sees and embrace the peace from which he wishes to grow regardless of what any other thinks one way or another. I state firmly that I am not in favor of force to any degree in the guise of virtue. Of course, I gave Free Will, and I gave and still give it to all. And what I give is not to be stepped on. Let there be love. Love and freedom go hand in hand. No one is to forbid another to see as he sees.

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