What marvelous Heavenletter am I, God, going to record for today? What will I ask to be written down? And does it matter? I think it matters that I talk to you, and that you read My words for the secrets of love that they contain. Of course, My love is no secret, and yet you want to read about My love again and again. What Human on Earth can hear, "I love you," too often? More likely, not often enough.

I shall mark My love in stone this morning:

"I love you. I love you with all My Heart. You are lovable and loved. You are the sunshine of My heart. I, too, cannot get enough of you. I do not need your love, and yet I cannot get enough and I want more and more, for Myself and for you.

"I would have you know the heart of gold that lies within you. I would have you know full well the burgeoning of love that your heart is bursting with. I am a good subject for your love. I accept your love without any discussion of it. I do not weigh it, nor separate love from you nor from anyone. It's all the same to Me, and yet I crave your love more and more.

"I indulge Myself with your love. I throw it up in the air like a flapjack, and then I catch it, turn it over, adore and imbibe it. Over and over, I flip your love, and it always lands right-side up.

"As I said before, the fact is I do not require your love, but I do indeed like it. I do require you, beloveds, you, yourself. I require the sight of you.

"To Me, you are a lovely sunshine, bright bright in My heart. You well up from inside My heart. You are like a pulse in My heart. And so you were created from My heart of love, and you were created for My joy, and My joy you are.

"Not for one-millionth of a second do I forget you. You are the center of My attention. Yes, there is no limit to the center of My attention, and yet My attention is on One. There is One Love in My heart, and it is you. You are My Oneness.

"Do not think this is a blur, the One Love I know. It is very clear to Me. It is indelible to Me, the love you are made of. It cannot be erased. It cannot be blurred. My eyesight is infallible.

"But I did not come here this morning to write to you about Me. I came to write about you and our Mutual Love. Our love breaks all the sound barriers. There is nothing that can prevent Our Love, Our Oneness of Love, though sometimes you do forget. Oh, well, let Us enjoy all this Oneness of Love while I have your attention.

"Do you feel My love in your heart? Do you feel My love palpitating your heart? Do you feel how much I love you and all the joy I take in you? Now I would have you take joy in yourself. I would like you to carry on My love and pass it around, spill it all over, to even blast My love everywhere for no reason but the joy of it and because I ask this of you. You are the multiplier of My love, and it is this, My love, that I ask you to multiply. Without knowing math, you can do this. Just feel My love, and then you can only share it. There is a continuum of My love, and you are the continuer of it.

"No more words now. Just love. Just boundless love abounding."

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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By what right do you suffer? You may say you were set up, and that suffering comes unbidden to you, yet I would like you to think anew. Do unwanted events occur? Yes. And yet, can you not be the willow that bends and not the unbending oak?

You perceive life as having to be a certain way. You perceive life as good or bad, right or wrong, beloveds. You judge life. Therefore, you propound suffering. For example, on one hand, you see that death of the body is inevitable. On the other hand, you hang on to bodies, yours and those of your loved ones, and yet the body is so little, and the soul so great.

Yes, on so many levels, judgment is a great burden.

When you consider something wrong, you are inconsolable. Many emotions come into play. Do you really want such a long list of emotions to choose from?

When you see something as objectionable, you naturally perceive that you must object. And what is objection but resistance? And where does resistance lead but to tension, and where does tension lead you to but more tension and suffering?

Compare this to a meal put in front of you. You may not like cooked carrots, for example, yet you don't have to protest them. And if they are on your plate, you don't even have to protest eating them. In life, too, it is not always possible to order off the menu.

Beloveds, everyone will have loved ones who leave their bodies. Someone will experience money in short supply. Someone will be talked to crossly. Someone will lose a diamond ring. Someone will crash his car. No one likes any of these. No one is overjoyed. But is it a requirement that you be miserable as well? Must you add suffering on top of what occurred? Must you tear yourself up?

Over very tiny things you often have suffered and made them big. There is heartache and heartache. When something greater in the sense of calamity happens, in contrast, you see how really little something was that you made yourself suffer over before. Sometimes, beloveds, you indulge yourself in suffering, as if suffering all by itself holds comfort for you. Will you consider that suffering is a side-line, and you don't really have to participate in it so much? Rally around joy more than you do suffering. Will you do that for me?

What good does suffering do you?

I do not say to pretend you are joyous when your heart is breaking. I am saying, must your heart hurt so much or hurt so often? Suffering is not meant to be a way of life. It is not to be your meat and potatoes. It is not a sign to be put up. It is not a medal to be pinned on you. You are not intended to have a cross to bear. You don't need it. I don't want you to have it. You are not meant to be burdened. You are meant to be unburdened. Unburden yourself, beloveds. Even when life is hard, must you also be hard on yourself?

If you cannot yet dispense with grief, can you not dispense with anger, guilt, envy, resentment and other sub-emotions that batter some of your days?

If you cannot yet dispense with grief, can you not yet find joy? Does the sun rise, and can you see it? Is there not still a sky and a horizon to look up at? And twinkling stars and a white moon? And is there not yet a God Who loves you with all His heart Whom you can love too?

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Come into My heart. There is plenty of room here. Here is all the room in the Universe, including galaxies, known and unknown. This spaceless space in My heart is expressly for you. Here you abide and conjure that you are somewhere else far away, buffeted by storms and other imaginative ideas. You are as close to Me as can be, and I am as close to you as can be. We are so close We are One inalterable filament of love, filament of light, so very much One that Our Oneness is subtle. It would have to be that way. We are not a block of Oneness. Our love cannot be a rectangle. We are shimmering Oneness incapable of being obvious. By Our love are We known. Wrapped in the Oneness of Our love, We are many-splendored multifaceted love, love seen in variant sparkles when all along We are one indefatigable light, One Light, One Love, yet Our One Love is dappled on a sun-driven love-energized Earth. We are part of such a blazing miracle that it is almost too much for the eyes to behold or the mind to fathom. Our light is not under covers, and yet it is covered up in disbelief.

It is almost indigestible that one common man is a particle of My light while, at the same time, My light is incapable of being particularized, capable only of Oneness, absolutely incapable of separateness, incapable of sparks because there is no interruption to Our Brightness, and yet Our Brightness is only visible as points of love in a world that sees not Our Light, fears it is not, this world staggered by the light it itself is. What an imagination has man! Imagine all the non-love the world has made up, truly a fiction that configured itself and that all bow down to. "Tut, tut," say the newspapers about the world.

Even war is given prominence where only love exists. Love is true, and war is false. All the bombings and things are not true. They are visible, recorded, and yet untrue. Love, noticed, unnoticed, reported, unreported, mocked or adorned is the only Reality, yet who dares believe this when his eyes see otherwise and the world makes headlines of otherwise.

Truth is simple. Falsehood is complicated. Man has gone to great lengths to disguise himself and the world. In Bright Light, he sees darkness. He is a marauder of the Light. He duels with it. He cuts it up in pieces because he does not allow himself to see all the Light he himself is and that you are. He is afraid he will burn up and disappear in the Light of God. He is so afraid of disappearing that he disappears himself and wears a banal disguise. He wears a disguise sold everywhere. He gave away silk and bought at the expense of My music and at the expense of Truth, rags bought cheaply yet at too high a price. And, so, a poor bargain was made.

This disguised man prances around and thinks he is something else. He sees laws and yet sees not Truth. He sees wars and yet not Love. He sees darkness and yet not Light. He has traded in gold for tin, and doesn't conceive that he did not get the better of the deal, this deal he made with himself, witnessed by the world.

And so I say, come into My lighted heart where you belong and where, only in your miscalculating mind, have you ever left. You have not yet seen where you are and where you have never left, disguised Christs as you have been, hesitant to break out of your turtle shells.

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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What secrets are there between Us? There is nothing to hide. I am your Upholder. Think of what I just said. There is nothing to hide. You have nothing to hide. There is nothing that needs to be hidden. There is nothing worth hiding. I abolish secrets. Keeping a secret is like keeping a shoot of a flower in the shade. A flower must have sunshine in order to grow. In the case of a secret, the shade makes it grow, and the sun will erase it. Secrets come from fear, and fear grows in the cavernous darkness. There is no percentage in having fear nor secrets. I abolish fear, and I abolish secrets.

Besides, everything is known. Nothing is secret. The details may be, of course, but you are not a detail. Remember you are a vibration. No matter how subtly, your vibration is known. You cannot hide your vibration, beloveds. And where does your vibration come from but from your thoughts? Your consciousness expands or contracts with your thoughts. Your vibration is set in tune with your thoughts. A drum beats in pantomime, or a flute plays so silently that you do not hear, and yet the drum and flute send out a stream of vibration. All is a vibration. Light waves are a vibration. And so your thoughts twang, and if they twang what you see as a deep dark secret, you are laid low, beloveds, shrouded in an equivalent vibration.

You hide behind a little shrub, and all the time you are seen.

I choose you to sail along on a beautiful sea, so shining and blue that you can only shine and take delight in your voyage.

Tear up your secrets now. Flip them away. Keep them no longer. Let them see the light of day so they may leave you forever. Hiding is more tortuous than anything you might hide. Hiding is a parasite that rides on your back. Hiding is an ogre that won't let go of you. He holds on to your secrets. Give the ogre nothing hidden to hold on to, and he will be gone.

So long as you hold on to secrets, you are bound to the past. And you know what I think of the past and what you associate with it.

You know all your secrets. I tell you now that they are nothing at all. I tell you to say goodbye to them now. Once unhidden, beloveds, you have nothing to hide. Acknowledge to yourself what you have tried to hide. Absolve yourself of it now so that you may be free and love the world and not hide from it.

I do not tell you to find someone to confess to. I release you now from the idea that there is anything you must hide. Hiding is a prison of your own making. I tell you to step out of it now. I tell you to take off the shackles. They never were real! The shackles were all in your imagination. You sold yourself a bill of goods. You cheated yourself. You heard words like sin and guilt, and you took them to heart.

That you were ignorant, We already know. You are guilty of ignorance. You are guilty of having forgotten your worth. You are guilty of having offended yourself. Come out of this self-imposed darkness and declare yourself free. Free yourself from the past, beloveds. Once and for all, be done with it. Let the past be gone, and come with Me now in the light of your True Self, as a Divine Human Being who stands tall in the full realization of My love. You are just as much Mine as any King on Earth.

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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If there were a map drafted of your life, you would see your progress. Right now, perhaps you see only downfalls. Yet you do not need to draft a map in order to know that you are evolving every inch of the way. That you are here, reading My words, is proof enough. Of course, it is not the only proof. And, of course, any kind of proof is not needed. Is proof needed that you are alive? That you are alive is your proof. And that you are alive is also proof that you are a growing evolving Human Being, fashioned by My hands, and set forth to venture in the world.

Beloveds, you are the proof of Me. Not that proof is needed, nor that My existence can be proved. I am not on that skinny level of proof. However, you prove Me in your heart. Am I not your Partner in Love? Have We not journeyed together far and wide and near too? Have We not co-existed in a corner of your house? Certainly in a corner of your mind. Most assuredly in the coves of your heart.

What would exist without Me? The murmur of a lake is not the lake itself. Not even a murmur of life would be heard without Me, nor without you.

What book would there be to read if one had not been written?

So to speak, I wrote you down. There was an impulse bursting forth in My heart from which you were born. You are an offshoot of Me. And so you come from the Tree of Me. I am your genealogy, and you pass Me on, as I did father you from the depths of My heart. Nothing would have prevented Me from engendering you. I am the Creator of you, and you and your life are the storyteller of God. Whose story do you tell if not Mine?

You did not appear on Earth by yourself. It is a miracle that My children appear even while it is an everyday event. You are a miracle I created with no effort at all. It is no effort for Me to love. I created you of My love, and then I sent you on your way. I gave you everything to take with you. I provided for you, and I provide still. My love, once given, is never retracted, and I always give My love. There is no doubt that your love is Mine, and you have all My love. There is not one minute without it.

That you may forget the love you are, that is another story. That you have mislaid something doesn’t mean it isn’t or never was. It means you mislaid it. What you put down always turns up. You forget where you laid down your keys, and yet you know with certainty that your keys are somewhere. Know that just a little tap on your heart will jiggle your memory.” Ah, that’s where God’s love is,” you will cry out. “It was there all along.”

You will say, “Imagine, God is within Me. God is as much in my heart as I am in His. God loves me, loves me, loves me. Not for a year and a day, nor for a thousand years and a day, but for that continuum called Eternity. In this very moment of Eternity, all of God’s love is contained within me. Now I know that the way for me to know God’s love is to give it even in the unlikeliest places, even in out-of-the-way places, even in outlandish places.

“God gave me all of His love to keep by the practice of giving it away. With every gift of myself I give, I feel the rush of God in my heart. Oh, God, my Father, I shall give You away, all of You away for sake-keeping. For me to be happy, I must give You away freely. This is the key I have been missing, and now I have it. Now I give the key, and I give You in the full knowledge that We -- You and I and everyone -- are One.”

Copyright © 1999-Now Heavenletters™
Heavenletters™ -- Helping Human Beings Come Closer to God and Their Own Hearts
Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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What a blessing you are to Me. I take comfort in you. Of course, I am speaking as if I were a Human Being who does not always have comfort. I am, of course, way beyond comfort, for I am in a state of total bliss. I know nothing else. I have no comparison to make. Yet I am sitting across from you now, speaking on your level. Here I am, God, sitting with you knee to knee, as if you were separate from Me. All this relative world is as if. Meanwhile, let Us enjoy Our tête-à-tête.

"Beloved," I say. "I take great joy in you. You fill My heart that is already full of joy with more joy. It feels sweet to Me to have you across from Me, One to one, or beside Me or within Me. The thing is, you are precious to Me. You are a boon to Me, I, Who need no boons."

"God," you say, "As I hear your words, I feel them. I feel great stirring of love in my heart. Yet I find Your words hard to believe and easy to forget."

I say to you, "That is because the world has thrust other thoughts into your mind. You have been indoctrinated with the idea that you are not really wonderful. You have been indoctrinated that you lack some qualities, and that you are less because of this. You know, My beloved, the world has not thought so well of itself. How could it love, appreciate, and uplift you as you deserve? I, on the other hand, think well of Myself, and so it is easy for Me to see you in My light and to embrace you, My beautiful child, in the totality that you really are."

You say, "But, God, You placed me here in this world of poor perception where I would not be seen as You would have me see and be seen."

I say, "Yes, you are here on Earth as an Earthling. I gave you an assignment. I asked you to find out Who you are. By living in the forest of the world, you would disentangle yourself from the underbrush and begin to see yourself as I do see you. That means you have great opportunity to see through the mist and note yourself as one who stands tall and straight as a tree. I can tell you again and again that you are love, and yet you have to discover that yourself. Through the brambles, you will begin to see.

"I say you are love, and you may think you are heartless rather than full of love. This shows how off-track you have been. The love you seek so strenuously outside you is the love you already contain, the love that you are full of, are made of, are the embodiment of.

"When you do see with eyes of love, you will see as I do see. You will see the bright light you are. You will see more than flesh and bone. You will see more than good intentions. Your heart will be lighted, and you will begin to see the Vastness that you are, that I AM, that We ARE. You will, plain and simple, begin to see with the eyes of love that always were. It is as if you had been wearing dark glasses, and now you have taken them off.

"It is like you were clad in beggar's rags one minute and then, suddenly, you are wearing the silks of a prince. Never mind what you have seen in the past. See now."

Now, beloved, I take your hand to My lips, and I place My hand on your heart, and now you will blossom and grow as a Child of God can grow. And so you do, My fledgling angel. And now you fly buoyed by your own heart. Now you encircle the world to heap blessings on it. And now you are blessed.

Copyright © 1999-Now Heavenletters™
Heavenletters™ -- Helping Human Beings Come Closer to God and Their Own Hearts
Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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Enlightenment does not give you a free ride. Quite the opposite. When you become what you call enlightened, you have greater responsibility. You are not off the hook. You rise higher, and with that rise to vaster vision, you rise to greater work and greater joy. You cannot just sit on your laurels. There are no laurels to sit on.

Enlightened, do not think you have greater power. You have greater responsibility. You have greater vision, and along with that, comes greater opportunity. Let Us compare this to becoming CEO of a company. You are greatly pleased, perhaps honored, when you receive the title. Yet what does it mean that you are CEO? You have more to take care of than before you became CEO. Of course, you receive more remuneration, and yet, that is not the basis of your becoming CEO. You were not looking for just a pay raise.

The CEO does not sit back with his feet on his desk. Now he runs the company. He has more to take care of, not less. So is it with you.

Since you lost yourself, you are no longer focused on your little self. You have let it go. You see wider, and you fulfill greater. When you did not see as well as you do now, you had less responsibility. Now that you see greater, your responsibility exceeds what you dreamed of. Now everything is more than you dreamed of.

Once you were responsible for making your way in the world. Now you are responsible to the world. Now you are responsible for the Universe and all its inhabitants. Now you are responsible for Me, beloveds. Now, beloveds, you take responsibility for all that which I am responsible for.

Your new responsibility is not a chore, and yet it makes you take a deep breath. You are new to the realization of all that your new consciousness involves. Now you put your past fears behind you. You automatically throw them over your shoulder like salt. And now you have stepped into new shoes. Barefoot, you have stepped into new shoes. Your stride is greater. You have gained a kind of nobility. As a nobleman, you have more to take care of, not less.

You have more to take care of, and yet you do not toil. The engineer of a train does not work as hard as the one who stokes the engine. Your responsibility is greater. You steer the train. You meet schedules.

My son Christ is an example of one who took great responsibility, yet all he did was walk the land and congregate with people. His work was his presence. He oversaw great territory, and he worked for Me. He could not do less, nor can you. Nor can you.

When you wear a bigger size, you cannot fit into a smaller suit, even if you wore a smaller size last year. Now that you are taller, you can only be taller. You cannot make yourself shorter, nor would you wish to.

Along with the responsibility, you carry greater joy than ever before. The joy is yours, and yet it is not yours. Whatever you have now or do now, it is far more than for yourself. You lost yourself. You engage upon a greater journey now. Do not think that you are burdened. You do not carry the world on your shoulders, and yet you help Me carry the world. There is nothing else for you to do. You more than ride on the world now. You carry it, and you wonder why you ever did anything else.

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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I see a pattern. I see you want what you want when you want it, this very minute. And when the world does not hustle to your very tune, you walk away in a pout. NOW is the word you cry out from the circle of your mouth.

Excuse Me, please, beloved ones, why does anything have to be now?

The pressure for now denotes an impatience. Dear ones, impatience becomes you as much as a demanding cackling wicked witch.

First of all, time does not exist. So what you call now is no more than a whim of yours. How can you be impatient for Eternity?

Secondly, who are you to stamp your foot at the universe because it goes by a different clock than yours, or, rather, by no clock at all?

Who are you to stamp your foot at anyone or anything?

You who are to teach patience to the world have to learn patience NOW.

Patience is no more than joy. If you want to have joy, and I believe you do, you have to know that patience accompanies it. There is no joy with impatience, that lordly bossy disheveled harridan.

Let today be the day when impatience makes its exit. It bows off the stage of life. Impatience was the moustache-twirling villain of the play. Boo to the villain landlord who, instead of rent, takes your joy. In his haste, he takes joy from you, and you bowed and scraped. Now you no longer bow to impatience. Impatience's reign is over. Dethroned.

Patience is not a stand-out. It is not even something to notice. Patience just is, well, quietly patient. Not even patient because patience sees no horse to be whipped to go faster. Patience makes no fuss at all, calls no attention to itself. Patience just kindly winds itself around the Universe like a floating dancer with veils. Patience is truly the opposite of its parading stomping antonym.

Three cheers for patience who sits and waits without even tapping its foot. It certainly never bites its nails. Unobtrusive, patience is ever-serene like a beautiful landscape painting of blue sky and floating clouds. Accolades to patience. Carry patience on your shoulders like the athlete who just won victory for his team. Surely, patience wins every time. There is no equal to patience.

If you are impatient, know that, in patience, you have a brave servant. Patience does not give you wear and tear. Patience is like wonderful rich cream that you pour on your cereal. This rich cream has such a smooth texture, and so easily goes down the gullet.

No longer do you have a choice, beloveds. Patience has to be the horse you choose. Life is already going too fast for you to abet impatience. So, down with impatience, and up with patience. Do not be deceived. Patience is worth gold. Impatience, the squeaky wheel, does not get the grease. It throws itself at you and gives you indigestion. It may wear fine garments. Inside, just like fear, impatience is a puffed-up blustery ill-wind that blows no good.

Are you impatient now to start practicing patience?

You will have no lack of opportunity to begin. Right and left, you will see great occasions requiring your patience. Probably everyone you know will teach you patience, and they will be thankful for your patience, as will you.

If you ever find yourself falling off the wagon of patience, simply ask yourself, "Who am I to be impatient? By what divine right, am I like a horse, breathing fire, chomping at the bit, creating havoc before me?"

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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Has it not been said, To find yourself you have to lose yourself. Certainly, you want to lose your ego. With less ego, you are still a Human Being doing human things, but the ego no longer holds you in its thrall. For all intents and purposes, you are done with attending to ego's whims. Ego no longer holds the importance it once did. You have stopped worshipping it. You have patted it on its head and relegated it to the past.

You lose your tiny identity that your grand association with ego gave you, and now you have no Identity but Mine. Now you are barefoot, beloveds. Your soul is bared. You have accepted it. You have accepted My hand. You let Me lead. You gratefully let Me lead you where I will.

No more thoughts of what this past little i-ness you attributed to yourself wants. Now it is all unselfconsciously, "What is next?" And you are open to what is next because you have formed a partnership with Me and made Me CEO. What is next is: "What does God want? What can I do for God Who is mySelf?" You are no longer blinded, yet you take My hand. You want Me to lead.

You do not submit, you understand. It is not even really a surrender because, at this point, you have nothing to surrender. Your will and My Will have become One Certainty of Will. You do not ask any longer, "Is this what I want?" Not at all. The self-centered wanter isn't here any longer. Oh, he may want a glass of water or to sit down, but he who is no longer cannot seek for himself because there is no longer a little self to serve.

So all your life has come to this, to this Nothingness of Fullness of the I AM.

All right, let Us say you have surrendered. What have you surrendered? You cannot even remember now, because, where you are now, you find it hard to remember what you did, indeed, let go of. You let go of the past, good riddance, and now you march to a different Drummer.

You seek to fulfill Me. You wish to give Me everything I want. And yet I am not a Wanter either. What am I? I am a Giver, and so you want to give, even though you have nothing to give. And yet your heart is full, and you give that. You open it wide and let the whole world in, and you hold it there for Me. You bare your heart. Barefoot, you give your all to Me, even though you have nothing but Me to give.

And so you have all the Treasure of the Universe, and so you have all there is to have, and so you give it away because that is the only reason to have it, and you have never been so full as now when you have nothing of yourself left. It was a selfish self you left behind. You never really wanted it. Oh, yes, once upon a time you made a big to-do over it, over what, you don't remember.

And now you walk the Earth barefoot. You have given everything away, and you give it to everyone everywhere. What you do is reach into My heart, and you give generously, not sparingly, of My heart. Be glad you have nothing, because now you don't have to hover over it and you never have to save for a rainy day either. Now everything is to give because you have turned into Me, and so you give All as I do give All, and that lovedness, Beloved. We give lovedness.

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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The word Enlightenment gives the impression of a static arrival, as if, when you get there, you stay there, and you are, for all intents and purposes, done, the way cookies in an oven are done.

The word Enlightenment denotes a starting place. This is where you begin. This is literally where you began. You came from Enlightenment, dear ones, and now you are growing to the realization of this.

It is not that when you arrive at Enlightenment that you have arrived. It is not a stopping place. It is not an inn by the wayside.
Perhaps you can put a marker there, but then you keep going.

It is not really that there is an Enlightenment I and an Enlightenment II, for there is no end to your progress along the road. You don’t receive a diploma. There is no graduation ceremony, no grand announcement. And you don’t make an announcement either. It is not for you to say, “I am enlightened.” That makes it seem like a conclusion, or that you have taken a most marvelous step, as if Enlightenment is an accomplishment of your own, as if you worked hard at it and finally achieved it. You never finish your walk, beloveds. And, besides, you didn’t do anything but finally notice what always was.

Don’t be dismayed that you haven’t reached a pinnacle. It’s a good thing. Do you really want to stop growing?

Beloveds, it is not really a hill you are climbing. It’s more like you follow a curve, more like walking along a rainbow, yet you are not going in circles. Well, let’s think of it more as a spiraling helix, more like your DNA you are climbing. Your DNA is not one static thing any more than Enlightenment is.

How did the word Enlightenment get capitalized? It is not meant to be, except at the beginning of a sentence. Enlightenment is not a big deal. It is natural, and it is to be expected. It is not exactly finding the Holy Grail. What you are doing with enlightenment is seeing better. You don’t have to squint so much. You see vaster. You see light better. You see your light and My light entwined. Stated plainly, with enlightenment, you begin to see. The blinders come off. Anyone can do it. Everyone will.

It does not make you proud to be enlightened. It will make you humble. Get used to it.

It’s okay to hold so-called enlightenment in awe. Hold enlightenment in awe as a wonderful beginning, and remember you are a beginner. You are at the starting line. And about time, I say! Don’t pin any medals on your shirt. If you want, you can embroider “Beginner” in small print. Do not take enlightenment nor yourself so seriously. Have I made that clear?

Be happy you meet with Me. Meeting with Me is another story. As nice as it is, it is not an accomplishment either. It is a foregone conclusion. It has been foretold. You are supposed to be meeting with Me, beloveds. You are supposed to reach into My heart and find yourself here. You are supposed to locate yourself in My unlocatable but well-known heart. What has taken you so long?

There is a cosmic joke. As you become more enlightened, instead of your being more and greater and so wonderful as you had hoped, now you disappear into My radiance, and your Identity, so long sought after, is now merged with Mine. You find you have left your prowess behind and have only Mine.

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
The Godwriting™ International Society of Heaven
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Únanse a nosotros en la Rejilla Cristalina y

en el Fuego Sagrado de Transmutación

esta Luna Llena el Jueves!

You have been preoccupied lately. Your thoughts are going all over the place at the same time. You are not even quite aware of what preoccupies you. It’s just that your thoughts are jumping around. Whenever your thoughts are scattered, look up and come back to thoughts of Me. Remember Me. Remember Me quietly. It is easier to think of Me than to pick up the phone. Think of Me, and that way you will be able to focus better on what is at hand to focus on.

You will find it is easier to sit down and write checks and make those phone calls you have been putting off or study those books you have had a hard time opening.

It is not spring yet that you can say you have spring fever.

Don’t for one minute think that I don’t ever want you to drift off. I don’t mind at all. I mention this because there are details in life that have to be taken care of, and you have to take care of them. Absolutely, take those moments of reverie and let your heart and mind go where they will. It’s just that there are times to focus, whether you feel like it or not. Get to those things, and then you can be done with them.

Take frequent breaks. Drink water, and remember Me. It’s easy to think of Me, isn’t it? Wouldn’t you like to think of Me? Wouldn’t you like Me at your side while you study or fill out a form? Bring Me in. I’m ready and available. I am already at your side. Just remember that, beloveds. Remember that.

I am not only available for the lovely moments when We fly to greater realms. I am available always for details as well. I will help you with them. In the world, details have to be taken care of. Whatever role you play in life, all roles require some attention to details. Take care of them while they are small. When you delay taking care of details, you are giving too much energy to them, and the details drag you down. Be done with them, and then you can go on your merry way.

Depending upon your proclivities, you may want to take care of the details before you go out to pick the flowers. And yet, for you it’s possible that picking the flowers first works well for you, and you come back in better ready to tackle the pesky details with a pretty vase of flowers before you.

Beloveds, do what you have to do to keep up with the routine details. Finish them off.

Perhaps you like to do things perfectly, and your desire for perfection holds you back. Let Me then give you permission to accomplish routine tasks imperfectly. Do them. The perfection doesn’t matter. The getting done matters. If you spilled some coffee on your sealed stamped envelope, and you are going to put off finding another envelope and stamp, send the stained one anyway. That will be good for you. It will break a boundary. There are some things you don’t want to care about so much. You don’t want to care about them more than what needs to be done.

Have no more backlog. Take care of details in a trice, and put them behind you. So now, look up at Me, smile, and take care of the details that you may not like to do and you have let hang over you. We will complete them in no time.

Copyright © 1999-Now Heavenletters™
Heavenletters™ -- Helping Human Beings Come Closer to God and Their Own Hearts
Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
The Godwriting™ International Society of Heaven
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My beloveds, you are like a rainbow in the sky for Me. You are like a beautiful promise that presents itself to Me. You are My present I gave to Myself. If time were, you are My past, present, and future. You are My world, and you are all My faith in it. You are the blessing I sent to Myself.

If it were possible for me to be lonely, I would be lonely without you. Of course, you are integrally a part of My completeness so all I know is Wholeness. You are the one who doesn’t know it. Since I do, it is all right. Meanwhile, you start to catch on to what you and I are about.

You make great discoveries. If there are a hundred steps, you are almost to the top. This is not a hard climb. This is an easy road, for We are on it together. We surface, and We dive deep. We leap high, and we float. It is all good. It is all Our life together, never apart.

In one sense, it doesn’t matter what transpires. In one sense, it doesn’t matter who you seem to be, or even who you think you are. It matters that We be. We are indeed the continuation of the rainbow high in the sky. We are many streams of layered light. We are a curved ray. We curve in a circle so that all can be contained within Us, and, really, nothing outside Us. There is no outer rim, though, from time to time, you think so.

I know the circling presence of love is complete. Encircled, it is non-ending. Love is unending. That means you are. There is, in actuality, no needle to thread. There is just Oneness in leaps and bounds as if it were sewing itself.

No one is outside this vast circle of Oneness. No one. That is how there is no least. That is how there is no other. Light is light wherever it shines. Light is light by whatever name it goes under. Light cannot be deceived. Radiant rays come from one Sun. Rays may seem to depart, but yet they can never depart. Light does not separate itself. It joins and enjoins. Oneness dances a many-rayed dance of love.

Love may disguise itself, yet I am never fooled. You don’t need to be either.

It is not simply wordage to say that everywhere you go, even everywhere you go in your thoughts, no matter to what distant land, no matter to what realm, no matter to what star, what sun, what moon, what twig, what saint, what marauder, it is yourself you are meeting. You are always looking into a mirror of your self. It is you who perceives what you see.

One sees an angel. One sees a stranger. One sees a saint. One sees misery. In every case, the one who looks is the seer, and he sees himself in one illusive form or another. He dances in front of himself. He plays the hollow flute. He blows on the reed of life and makes his own music.

You can make new music if you like. You can start a new dance. You can dance in a crowd, or you can dance with one partner, or you can dance solo. In every case, you are dancing with yourself, and you are also dancing with Me. There is no aloneness in a world of Oneness. There are no strangers. There is no separation. There is not even a flicker of separation. All there is is love dancing. Round and round goes the dance, and I hold everyone in My arms as We go round and round, Our feet not even touching the floor.

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
The Godwriting™ International Society of Heaven
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Beloved Heavenreaders, there is only one reason to learn to Godwrite. It is not so that you can learn to be able to do it. It is not so you can mine the ability. Your purpose is greater than unleashing a skill where you write down My words.

Even in the matters of worldly things, you learn something for a purpose. You learn how to use a computer so you can use it. You don't learn it in order to have the skills alone. You learn to knit so you can knit something. Yes, talents are to be developed more than for the sake of a diploma.

If you want to consider Godwriting a power, that is fine, but powers of themselves are not much. If you want to learn to walk on water, it's possible you could. But why? To what avail? Of course, it could come in handy to save someone from drowning. Christ's God-given ability to love goes far beyond his ability to walk on water. By and large, there isn't anything you couldn't learn, but why unless there is a useful reason to do so?

If you really want to develop an outstanding ability, develop an ability to love. This serves great purpose.

There is only one purpose in learning to Godwrite, and that is so you can commune with Me. Can you think of a better reason?

Learn to Godwrite, and you can so easily and nicely, without any fanfare, lean into My heart and hear the beat of it. You can hear what I say. You can listen to Me. What more do you want, beloveds? What more is there that you can find in the world than to commune equally with your Father God?

The fact is that there is nothing for you to learn in order to Godwrite. There is only the letting go of whatever has stood in the way of Our easy camaraderie.

Do not think that this is the only way to communicate with Me, for there are subtler levels in which We already relay love and understanding back and forth, yet it is true that sometimes you miss a beat. Do you not think that when you love your baby, you are communing with Me? You most certainly are. When you plant a garden, from where cometh your joy? When you paint or compose music or do anything from the secret joy in your heart, what are you doing but communing with Me? What are you doing but listening in to the song in My heart?

But here's what I really want to tell you. I would like to suggest that you be not impressed with people who have what the world calls powers. Whether the power is a learned skill or spontaneous one, it doesn't matter. Like a skill and the possessor of it, but be not impressed by it. Do not put the person on a pedestal because of it. A skill is, after all, just a skill. A tapping into deeper levels is, after all, just a tapping into deeper levels.

All are messengers. All are great messengers. You are. You are a messenger. Some carry one message, and others carry another. Nevertheless, a messenger is a messenger. Because one delivers apples and another music — what matters that? What is so impressive that one carries gold and another silver? Is it a big deal?

There is no big deal, beloveds. When there is Oneness, what is outstanding, and what is not outstanding?

Every single child of Mine has been given talents. Talents can also be learned. The teacher and the student are both learners. Be glad to learn, and leave awe behind you. Let Me awe you but not let any mortal. Save your awe for Me. All mortals are on equal footing. Do you understand Me?

Copyright © 1999-Now Heavenletters™
Heavenletters™ -- Helping Human Beings Come Closer to God and Their Own Hearts
Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
The Godwriting™ International Society of Heaven
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What you perceive is your perception. You perceive according to what hill or plateau you stand on whatever and wherever it may be. Quite naturally, you can only see from where you are. You can only see what you can see from your perspective. Fortunately, no matter what hill or dale you stand on, you can increase your vision and, therefore, your perception. You can do more than see what is directly in front of you. You can see further than the eye can see.

Your vision does not have to be blunted by mass vision nor by anyone else’s at all. What is true on one level is not on another. In the relative world, truth depends upon what keyhole you are looking through.

Yes, you have a mind that can envision, and yet you also have something greater than your mind that can see further than even the most brilliant logical mind. You have heart and soul, and ultimately they speak louder than your mind, even though they have too often been deafened by the haughtiness of the mind.

Your mind is like an investigative reporter who looks for facts, for evidence. Truth for the investigative reporter goes by logic and fact. This investigative reporter mind of yours is sharp, make no doubt about it. It finds proof or it does not. Because of limited vision, however, sometimes an investigative reporter stops too soon.

The person who contains the investigative reporter may also have hunches. Hunches, the handiwork of the heart and soul, are sometimes listened to and sometimes not. The reporter, hot on the heels of a story, may well dismiss the hunches because of what is logically laid out before him.

In this metaphor I am using, hunches represent the heart, that boundless heart that sees in the dark, that heart which follows no laid out rules, which must be free to see even that which no investigative reporter’s mind, no matter how bold, can uphold.

Logic does not hold up in the land of the heart. Logic’s rules simply do not apply.

Logic would like to convince. It does indeed have proof for its clarity. To the investigative reporter mind, logic is or is not. If it is not, then the reporter throws his notes away and starts on another story. The reporter is incredulous of what an innocent heart may see and hold fast to.

A logical mind might say, “Love this person and not that.”

And yet the heart may well cry out: “But I don’t love the one you say. I love the one I love. You have a list of reasons for why I should love the one you say, yet I don’t. You could give me a thousand reasons why I should love the one you say. I can see that each reason is so, and yet I love another. You can also give me a thousand reasons why I should not love where I do, and yet I am not dissuaded. I cannot convince myself of love where it is not. I cannot make my love come and go at will. I know what is and not why.”

That’s as far as I will take the metaphor because the reporter has proof that the heart is not always right by the standards of the logical mind, for later the heart may change its mind. Yet the heart goes into regions that the mind cannot follow. Only the mind says because of this or that, the heart was mistaken. Logic can go only so far.

The mind and heart speak different languages. See the heart as illogical all you want to, and yet the heart knows in a different language, one that the reporter cannot follow. Nor can the pulsating heart follow the language in which the reporter speaks.

Even in the relative world, souls sometimes have come to discoveries that the world denounced because the discoveries were not substantiated by the accepted logic. This lack of logic later became the logic of the land. For instance, Columbus sailed off the ends of the Earth and circled around and returned from America.

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Heavenletters™ -- Helping Human Beings Come Closer to God and Their Own Hearts
Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
The Godwriting™ International Society of Heaven
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Let me tell you another way to release tension. By two simple words, much of your entanglement will unwind. The two simple words are Thank You. Or three words, Thank You, God. You will be amazed to find that those few words are like a palliative. They melt away frowns. They remove burdens. They erase excessive discontent. They restore you to your rightful place as part of the cosmos.

Thinking Thank You generates thankfulness. These words work because they are the right words to express the right sentiment. Say them silently to yourself. Do not speak them that much. In the world, show your thanks more than speaking it. Speaking it makes it less meaningful. After a while, thanks, when said idly, lose their luster.

Yes, there isn’t one thing that you cannot find something in to nourish gratitude. Yes, I said, not one thing but in everything. In everything, there is blessing. Of course, to experience this, you have to change your thinking.

Even when there is a death you mourn, there is something that you can truthfully express thanks for. Perhaps your loved one’s passing has emphasized for you the depth of the love you have held in your heart. Perhaps you can be glad your loved one is in Heaven now, that he has the peace he longed for, and that you long for so avidly as well. Perhaps your loved one’s passing is bringing others in your family closer together. At the very least, the body death of one you loved, at least for a while, gets you away from the surface of life, and you are real and without pretense. And you can say:

“Thank You, God. Thank You, God, for the strength I have to get beyond my heavy heart and to, once again, find a place for myself under the sun. Thank You, God, for my life right now. Even when I suffer, I am intact. Even when I suffer, You are here. Thank You, God, that I have You to rally around and find my balance in. I have You, not as a phantom, but as my Source and Sustenance and Stability in a world that shakes me. You give me Your Presence, and You give me Your love, and You give me this life in which to live and to return to You. I am solvent in Your love, God. Thank You, God, for all this.”

There is not one experience that does not carry blessings to you. All challenges carry elements of appreciation that they will bring out in you. True, you will not be the same. You will be better. You will have gained sadness, and you will have gained experience. The hard way or easy way, you will have gone deeper into the heart of life as you walked on the stepping stones of life.

Certainly, beloveds, you have skipped some steps along the way. You can even be thankful for all those stepping-stones and hills that you did not have to climb. Like an artist who paints the spaces rather than an object, you, too, in your life can paint your gratitude for all the trials you were not given, that you did not have to grow from, that you did not have to tread your way through. You can recognize the hurdles you did not have to go through. Whatever your beginning, your heart can hold its recognition of the glory of life and the glory of God and the glory of those who enact life on their way to the Elysian fields of Heaven. And you, no matter what jungle undergrowth you may have been caught in along the way, you have been right in step with the threshold of Heaven and Heaven itself.

Yes, beloveds, you can certainly be grateful for where you are today. Whether your life is rich or barren right now, you can love the ground you walk on, and you can love your strength, and you can love Me and be glad that I AM and you ARE.

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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You are the furthest thing from one who would murder, and yet, at one time or another you have had murder in your heart. Confess now! You too have wanted someone to disappear from the face of the Earth. When you hold on to a grudge from the past and will not erase it, what are you doing but in effect decimating the one who offended you?

I know My children like to think they're above it all. Yet, beloveds, you too have spoken untruths. You have done a little cheat here or there. You have done shoddy work. You have let another down a time or two. You have driven too fast, and you have run away from events you didn't want to face. You have mixed up facts. Is this not true? Just between you and Me, is this not true?

As wonderful as you are, the difference between you and those who are accused, those imprisoned, and those executed may be a skinnier line than you liked to think!

It is not My will for anyone to hurt another nor to take another's presumed belongings and all those unfair things. It is also not My will that you discount those who are guilty of not having your vision. Someone has acted out what you only thought of in anger. Beloveds, you are not a stranger to temptation. You have been tempted here and there. The difference between you and the one you judge is that he was tempted and succumbed. He acted on his adverse thoughts while you did not act on yours.

I do congratulate you. I am glad, and I am grateful. For all intents and purposes, you have done the right thing. Your brother found guilty was not as wise as you and he has fallen. Perhaps he was not so blessed as you, and you are not so virtuous as you like to think. Perhaps you were lucky. Most certainly you were fortunate to have made less dire choices.

There is also the sense in which the injurer, as difficult as it may be to accept, did not do a bad deed exactly the way the world sees it, but rather gave a service. At the very least, you can acknowledge that his dishonorable acts serve you in reinforcing your desire to be honorable.

I make no excuses, beloveds, because I have no excuses to make. I do not throw any one away. No matter what world crime has been committed, I do not say the committers are of no use. I do not say they are worthless. They may well, in their offenses, have been expressing the worthlessness they held themselves in. Had they greater self-worth, perhaps they would have made other decisions.

Beloveds, there is the sense in which you cannot know what is good and bad. You can know what you prefer, yet you cannot lay down a decision. You can decide for yourself, of course, yet it is not for you to make haughty pronouncements that someone is good and someone else is bad. You will have such thoughts, I understand, and yet, it behooves you to keep these thoughts to yourself.

You have stumbled and fallen. Perhaps you picked yourself up. Perhaps someone else picked you up. Someone else may stumble and fall and still lie there, and no one comes to help. Must you walk by, or read about, the man who stayed in the mud only to condemn him? No matter what you think of his lying there, he is still My child just as much as you.

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Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
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The value of being in a relaxed state is quintessential. You do not require tension in order to survive in the world. In fact, you will flourish better without it. Why then would a child of Mine choose tension? You already know this. When you physically trip over something and lose your balance, you know it is valuable to relax. You know you will have a gentler fall.

This is how it is in life too. When life trips you up, it’s also best to relax on the way down. Whatever your situation, it is best to be easy with it. Have you really thought that tension is of benefit to you? The opposite is true. Who can think when he is tense? Tension ties you up in knots.

What trouble can there be when you relax? Yes, something untoward may befall, yet, when you stay relaxed instead of tense, you won’t be devastated. Tense up, and any damage is going to be greater. This is as simple as adding one and one.

I understand that you cannot instantly turn off tension, yet you can have the intention that you will be at ease in every situation, that you will favor a state of relaxation in every situation, regardless of how you perceive it. Rather than perceive it as a stressful situation, perceive it as an opportunity for you to learn to relax and so be guided by a Higher Source.

When you stub your toe, must you swear? When you spill something, what is the need of getting tense about it? If you step in the mud, why be tense? If you break a glass, it is already broken. Why then set your mouth straight and tighten your face? That is no help at all. It is anti-help.

When your child spills something, what gain in there in your becoming cross about it? Perhaps your parents never taught you to roll with the punches, but your child can learn this from you as you bestow your own gift of ease in every situation. Just think, you don’t have to get upset over any incursion. Just think, you can be a model to your child.

Is this a new idea to you that you don’t have to get into a tizzy over every little thing and not even the big ones? Cannot life in all its forms and idiosyncrasies be palatable? You do not have to spit it out even though it’s not to your taste. Most of the events in life are molehills, yet even when it is a mountain before you, do you not think you can scale it? Do you not think that you will get to the other side? Of course, you will come out the other side.

Whatever assails you, you will climb over. Nothing lasts forever in the relative world. And even if, by some chance, you cannot climb the mountain, are you not still you on this side of the mountain? When you lose a loved one, you are still you. You will be climbing a mountain, yes, and you will make progress. Pain becomes less intense. You get your sea legs for the ship of life again. When there is illness, you get better. In any case, one way or another, there is healing. The body may drop. You can only ascend. What good does tension do you anyway?

Even if you have a short time to live in your body, savor what there is.

How sweet life becomes when you consider that you might have only a day more? What earthly use is tension, beloveds? Will you consider letting go of it and being like the still waters?

Copyright © 1999-Now Heavenletters™
Heavenletters™ -- Helping Human Beings Come Closer to God and Their Own Hearts
Gloria Wendroff, Godwriter
The Godwriting™ International Society of Heaven
703 E. Burlington Avenue, Fairfield, IA 52556
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