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Oneness Is Beautiful

God said:

God lives. God is alive. I live in you, just as you live in Me. In every area of Life, We are integrated. I am not a pretty add-on. I am All. There is no beginning or ending because I am All, and you are All along with Me. Not sometimes, not only when you are all dressed up, but always all the time. You go nowhere without Me. We are One Burst of Joy echoing in All the Universe.

We, you and I, are the Call of Joy. There are no bounds for Us to burst. We can only burst forth in Joy. You and I, We are Joy to the World. Oneness is beautiful in the Lake of Love in Which We Reside.

We are the most wonderful thing there can be, and We exist in Infinity. We are the gold, and We are the scraps. We are everything manmade and everything God-made. We are integral, one to the other. There is no parting. There is no separating. We are inseparably One.

There is no separating the Ocean from its waves. The Waves are verily Ocean. What possible advantage can there be in the idea of separating the Ocean? Waves are part and parcel of the Ocean.

You and I are joined in Oneness. We are Oneness Inseparable. We have no seams to show. We have no seams to be torn apart.

Do you begin to sense what Oneness feels like? Even just a tiny touch of what Oneness feels like? There are no words to describe this True Existential Presence. Oneness can only be known.

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Within You Lies Innate Power

God said:

We are One. You relegate yourself to the concept that I carry you inside Me or to the concept that somehow you have Me within you as a secret place you cannot quite reach or touch. Of course, you cannot touch Me. Right now you are focused on your senses. It is a far deeper level than touch that will come into play.

What you can do is KNOW Me, and know Me as One with you. It seems to be a hard stretch for you to make sense of Our Sacred Oneness.

Even as One means One, you have noticed that pronouns referring to Me in Heavenletters are capitalized and pronouns referring to you are in small case. This is how you want it right now – to distinguish Who is who. You want to be able to tell us apart.

For practical purposes then, start seeing you and Me coming closer and closer. There is merit for you to conceive that We are somehow swimming together in any format that you can picture Our Union in. Right now, the best you can do may be to think of yourself as a satellite sun smaller than the Great Sun. Obviously, in your present state, as you see it, it cannot be that the one who is carried and the One Who is carrying can be equal. You are not quite able to fathom otherwise.

You are aware that I do not suffer. You are very aware of your suffering and the suffering of every human being you know and every human being you do not know. Let's put it another way:

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Love Yourself, Love Yourself, Love Yourself

God said:

Yes, yes, I hear you, My children. Sometimes you say that you feel like Heaven has forgotten you. You say you feel like your life is going nowhere. You haven't found true love, and you struggle financially. You feel that no one really knows you, well, except Me, though you may doubt Me. Nevertheless, you are a good-hearted caring person ready to help others, and then you feel like you don't receive all the help you require in return.

I understand "feel like."

Because you have not yet found true love, does not mean you won't. Nor does it mean that you have to. And, of course, you know that you are not the first one to ever feel forgotten, left out, overlooked, ignored, undervalued.

I respect your feelings. Your feelings are true enough, yet I have to ask you, do you really believe this? Would you sign your name to a confession and have it sealed by a notary and forward it to Me? Would you send Me such a document? Don't attest to being forlorn. There are better adjectives to apply to yourself.

Do you think that I skip around loving some of My children while casting some others aside? This is a trap you set for yourself. What if the bottom line is that I love everyone? I do love everyone without exception. What pitfall of thinking have you fallen into?

What if you spent your heart and mind in thinking how loved you are rather than affirming a picture of abandonment?

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Matters of the World

God said:

You spend your heart and soul and world time and energy on matters of the world that seem very important. You feel you have to succeed at them, or you fail at life. You really believe you cannot live without whatever your heart is set on. The idea that you must absolutely have something in order to be happy is an illusion.

You impose this idea upon yourself. You are habituated to the idea that there is something you must have, or that you are nothing without it. That you are alive on Earth doesn't mean you have to have everything the way you want it. You can accept less and be just fine.

It's just that you are accustomed to the whole charade. You habituate yourself into being in a tizzy. You got used to it. In a tizzy, you know you are alive. Without a tizzy, you may not feel you are up and running.

Agitation is some kind of comfort-food for you, or, We can say, it is like your cigarette of choice. Smoking your cigarette may make you cough. You may not like the cough, but you sure like puffing on that cigarette. It's not so easy to give up a habit.

As you see it, a cigarette settles you down. It grounds you. You put up with the cigarette for the sake of restoring calmness. Calmness soothes a calamity. Beloved, must you go through the rigmarole? Is intensity the sole option you have to choose? May I ask: Do you really think that agitation is your Soul's only option? Isn't this intense choice second-best at best? Why go through the same course of events time and time again?

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Sighting Infinity

God said:

This morning I hear your words walking in. I hear you say:

"God, when I enter Your Presence, then I feel You most clearly. It is like you envelop my heart from the inside. You open the curtains of my heart. You hug me from the inside. You spread a balm on me. You open my wings. I crave Your Words. You stir me and calm me.

"There are moments, God, when time does stand still, when time does not exist, and there is peace, and You give it to me. Still, I crave more of You. I want to walk into You and disappear. I am tired of myself and my childish ways.

"God, you take age away. With you, age does not exist. I am neither young nor old. Along with this comes a kind of State of Non-Existence. It is not that I have gone somewhere. It feels more like I never was. It is more a question of What was I ever, and Where am I? Do I or do I not exist?

"I feel like an observer of myself and My Self.

"There used to be sayings around that were to make children behave. They read like this: 'I am a watchbird watching you.'

"God, I am this watchbird watching my seeming self with cool objectivity. At the same time, I am not really here at all. I dwindle.

"All my emotion doesn't exist. I always thought that my emotion was who I am. Right now I do not know that I am or I am not. It is as if I exist, yet I do not.

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God's Welcome to You

God said:

Yes, We, you and I, write, and it is written. No matter who you think you are, it has always been We.

There is Being. There really is no deciding, for Oneness is. Life lives itself. Life decides itself. Writing is its Own Consciousness. Or, We can say that present writing had come to Life before it was written. It is not exactly that tales that are told have been stored. Let Us say Life and Its Tales are always available, and availed of in what is thought of as any time anywhere.

A so-called minute ago arose, as it were, eons ago. Who can say? Words arose from the mist and could have arisen at any moment of Infinity, even as Infinity has no moments.

We could say that there is nothing that has not already been written or cognized. There is nothing that has not already been thought of. There is nothing that was not present before you noticed it, yet, in the Truth of Life, there is no past or future. There is no has-been. There is no will-be. There is a Continuum of Vitality and Earthiness that is noted as Present. What is really going on is Infinity which is deeper than going on.

Infinity dissolves and revolves. What you know as Life evolves. There is Fullness. Fullness is full yet not yet finished. Or, We can say there is nothing but the Intelligence of Infinity. Infinity isn't doing anything. It isn't going anywhere. Existence is Existence Itself. Existence is not yet a wave. Existence is an Ocean Whose Tide has not yet swept itself into Waves. This is the Truth of Life.

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The Big Question

God said:

The question is not so much about: What do I, God, say?

The question is more: To whom do I, God, speak?

I speak to you, whoever you are or are not at this moment or another. We know you are variable. You do not have to be a split personality in order to have more than one identity.

You are a peaceful shepherd, and you are a wild warrior. You are the rose, and you are the daisy. You are the leaf, and you are the tree. You are a mix. You are the Blazing Sun, and you are the Cooling Waters. You are everything you have ever thought of, and yet you are none, for you are greater than any Magnificence of the World You Imagine.

You are finding out who you are. You are finding out for yourself what you are made of. You don't quite cognize what you are made of and the extent of Who You Are. You dance around the issue quite a bit.

The fact is that you do not yet know your name. I know your name. You wait for Me to tell you. Alas, you don't hear Me. You may see My lips move, yet you do not hear.

Your name is in the waves of the waters. Your name is written on the breeze. Your name is proudly in My Heart. You are an exponent of Mine. You do not yet know what We are to each other and what your place is in the world. You have a part to play, and play it you will.

You are called on for Greatness, not paltriness. Open your heart and eyes, and you will see better. You will see farther. You will eclipse the stars.

You are the Founder of the Future of the World. You are the Pioneer, and you are the Settler.

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What God Created

God said:

I hear your cries in the wilderness. You refute My avowals to you. You run in front of Me like a town crier, and you cry out:

"Beloved God, thank You for all You give, all You bless, all You think of, all You pull together to bless us and the world. Thank You for Your forethought, for Your vision, for Your love of all that is holy.

"Your meaning of holy is different from what the world gives. I hear You say that all of us are as we are -- if only we recognized Who we are.

"God, You designed us holy, even though so many of us can't get our hands around this idea. You designed us innocent and pure, even as we deny this right and left. It is as if we can't hold our heads up and say, 'Yea, God, You made us holy so, in fact, we, are holy then, and accept your avowal.'

"God, it is easier for us to  accept that we whom You created are not holy than to accept that we are holy. Isn't that odd that we, Your children, assert our perceptions over Yours, and we are so clear about it, so strong in our disbelief with what You tell us in all Your humility?

"It must be that we must lack humility and score high in ego points.

"God, how do You have the patience to cajole us day in and day out in the midst of such engrained obstinacy? Obstinately, we present ourselves as being savvy. How can we present ourselves as being confident in our ignorance when You say differently? This is what I ask You."

Are you asking Me how do I put up with all of you! This is what you are asking?

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Happy New Day Celebration

God said:

Oh, yes, the New Year is celebrated. Let Us celebrate every day of the New Year this time around in the Year numbered 2016 in books and on cards. There is no time except as time is perceived and touted, yet the world celebrates time as if it were as real as real can be.

I suggest a new holiday called Happy New Day Celebration. Filled with love, let Us celebrate this Happy New Day. The bells are ringing. Hear the clarion bells welcoming the New Day. Let Us celebrate every roll-out of Life in the World.

To celebrate a New Year is not a enough. Let Us celebrate Continuing Life. Let Us love every moment of Life. Let Us take Our hats off to each and every New Cycle of the Moon and the Sun and each Being on Earth.

How full the days are. They always appear -- appear to appear, that is. The world notices days. There are Calendars of the Days in common reference to Life on Earth.

Why not celebrate every day, beloveds? Why not honor each and every day? Let Us not say things under our breath that choose one day over another as though days were a contest. Let's celebrate Infinity – this is more like it. Thank God for Life, Life that is far more than survival.

Survival is not good enough. To make it through Life is not good enough. To put an X on a calendar is not good enough. To mark a day off is not good enough. Passing a day is not good enough. Getting through life by the skin of your teeth is nowhere near enough. Only appreciation is good enough. Know that you are worthy. Know your Treasures.

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The Dance Floor of Your Dreams

God said:

I overheard you say: "Thank You, God, for bringing everybody together."

This is what I do. I bring everyone together. I certainly don't render any of My children separate from one another.

I understand and respect your individual declivities, and I never forget Our Oneness. I am Everyone and Everything, and so are you. Nothing can take over My Love, and you are moving toward this one-pointed goal.

Even in anger, you are seeking the State of Oneness. Otherwise, in the crevices of your heart and mind, why would you fuss when you do not feel valued?

In your distress, you look for a loophole to get past love via a cross-current or cross-circuit to escape through. You are a quite an experimenter with love. You go into the Lab of Life, and you try all kinds of experiments concerning love.

You pose your questions such as:

“How many diverse ways can love be expressed? How many diverse ways can love be withheld? What stretches love, and what binds love? What tears up love? What is love anyway? How dangerous can love be? How much does ego have to do with what is bandied around as love? How can two people who love each other turn away from love and dismiss each other from their lives? Where does friendliness cross the line? Where does animosity creep in from?

“How much can be done to aching hearts before they break apart?

“Can love be glued back together?”

I say to you:

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