Heavenletters #3717 Your Heart Sees Far, January 28, 2011

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HEAVEN #3717 Your Heart Sees Far, January 28, 2011

God said:

You are already on the other side of the mountain that you climb. You already are where you think is far away. You are already enjoined with Me. There is no far away except in your perception. From your perception, come your beliefs. Your beliefs are not always true. If you believe you are far away from the heart of God, or that God is far away from you, then such beliefs are most certainly not true. Oneness is true. The sun shines on all the same.

Looks are deceiving.

At the same time, there is something sweet in your search for Union with Me. There is something sweet in your searching for that which is already yours. There is sweetness in your attempt to find Me, even though I am already yours.

On every level, it is a sure thing that you will locate Me. It is a sure thing that I will be found in your heart. Perhaps, without My Presence in your heart, you would not search for Me. The fact is that your heart is dependent upon Me. Without My Presence, your heart would not exist. Isn’t that obvious?

Now I am going to say two opposites. What fool would think he could create himself? And yet I created Myself in you, yet no fool am I. I duplicated Myself, so I suppose you could say you created yourself. Of course, you recreate versions of yourself daily. Your evolution is to see more clearly Who you are and always were. Truth cannot depart from Truth. Truth can only be Truth. Whether Truth feels like Truth to you at any given moment is beside the point. Truth is what is and not what you say is.

You are an explorer in the world on My behalf. You are an explorer and discoverer. You discover your own True Self. You are not the stick figure you drew. You are not the ragged figment of your imagination. You are not a mythological departure from Me, sewed by your hand without full sight. You are not really blind. You are blinded, however. How dazzling is the Truth of You, the Truth of you and Me. We are partners to the degree that We are One. We cannot be anything else but One. When it comes to Me, fragments are not possible. Fragments can be deduced but impossible. Of course, there is the human side of you that makes such deductions. There is also the soul side of you – a preponderance of soul – that knows better.

Your mind cannot encompass that which your heart knows. That brilliant mind can go only so far. The heart that beats in your breast knows all. Your heart has no limits, no borders, no restrictions except, of course, for those the mind overlays on your heart. Love the mind just the same, even though it tries to shackle your heart. The mind doesn’t know all. The mind misreads. It cannot see what it doesn’t see.

The day will come when your mind moves over for your heart, and then your mind will be in awe. Your mind will bow down to your heart. Heart waves will take precedence over brain waves. Heart and mind will become One, and the eye will see, and your heart will venture beyond the horizons that the mind once set up.

The mind apologizes. Forgive the mind because it knew only what it knew and didn’t know what it didn’t know and couldn’t see.

It is your heart that sees far and leaps over the horizons of the mind.

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Heavenletters #3720 An Entrance to a Gold Mine, January 31, 2011

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HEAVEN #3720 An Entrance to a Gold Mine, January 31, 2011

God said:

99% or so of the ideas you have came from somewhere and were tossed into you. For the most part, your ideas are not original. They were sewed onto you. For you to see otherwise may not even occur to you. Guilt, for instance. There is a big to-do about guilt, and that it must be long-lasting, as though guilt were a virtue, as if penance were a virtue, as if you were to expiate guilt.

What is guilt but not knowing then what you know now? Tell Me, is that a bad thing? Regret is the same. Regret is another time-and-heart waster.

What are the worst things in the world, so says the world, but death and illness. What if death and illness were seen as friends and not enemies? What if death were a reward for living rather than a death sentence? What if illness were a good doctor who removed ill-health and restored balance? Certainly, illness means to be curative.

Death is an entrance to a gold mine. Death is a ride in a tram car that takes you over the rainbow. What if death were seen as a non-event to be rejoiced in? What if death were a graduation from body and soul to exclusively soul? What if there were applause for death, and death were not seen as the Grim Reaper? What if death were seen as a culmination of life, more like a knapsack one carries over his shoulder as he passes down a certain road? Death is a free pass given one at a time to all those who are ready to move on. Sooner or later, bodies die. And everybody will receive that free pass that ushers him into a world beyond the senses.

What if there were no such thing as leaving another? Even if one departs, as funeral homes like to say in a solemn voice, what if there is no solemnity to death? What if mourning no longer starred in the world?

Death has not yet visited you who stay behind, and you carry on as if you were guilty of a loved one’s death. Death of the body was destined long before you arrived on the scene. The body is only the body, after all. It held a recipe for life on Earth. There is nothing to mourn but a body that remains. How dear and magnified is the might of a beloved body.

Precious to you are the now remains. No matter, the body was a car that had a due date. The body is only all you say it is. Yet sooner or later, it is a vehicle you turn in.
Leaves fall from trees. Childhood grows into adulthood. The body was ever a changing thing. No one keeps it forever, and why would you think so? Practically speaking, what would the advantage be?

The body is a false idol, beloveds. Love the body, but do not make a shrine of it. True, it housed a soul, a mighty soul, and now the soul has gone on to greener fields. Its time is over. Such a big deal does not have to be made over a body. A body is, after all, only a body. The known but unseen soul had a good send-off back to where it came, and, from where, actually, it never left. The soul of the body was always where it is now. There never was a leaving. A circle was rounded. All loose knots were tied. Of death of the body, you do not have to make such a big to-do of it. Enjoy the moments of life. Give up mourning and guilt and regret and all such things and rev up life instead.

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Heavenletters #3724 All the Answers, February 4, 2011

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HEAVEN #3724 All the Answers, February 4, 2011

God said:

Every girl, don’t you see, wants to be Cinderella. Every lad, don’t you see, wants to be the Prince. Both Cinderella and the Prince in the story somehow knew they were greater than what they seemed.

Cinderella is truly royalty. The ashes seem real, yet they are not real. They are a symbol.

The Prince is royal in his heart, yet he also carries all the paraphernalia of royalty. The paraphernalia is not his royalty. It is only the appearance of royalty. Anyone can wear a costume. The costume does not a prince make.

The Prince desired that the world see Cinderella as he indeed saw her. We can say that the Prince saw through the ashes. He saw that they were merely ashes. They signified ashes and had no greater meaning. The Prince saw through the surface level of life. The Prince, raised as he was, did not know his True Being yet, and yet he saw Cinderella’s True Being.

Cinderella did not yet know the full truth of herself, and yet she knew she was more than an ash girl. She was called Cinderella. She answered to it, and yet she was higher than the wicked stepmother and her two vain daughters who called her that. She seemed like a scullery maid, and yet she was a princess.

Could not a wicked stepmother have been other than she appeared to be as well? This one was indeed wicked. The story does not tell us what made her so. Was she once an innocent girl? What made her so haughty? What insecurity made her so haughty? I make no excuses for her selfishness, for she did not have to be like that. Nevertheless, there was hidden within her, a pearl of grace that she had buried. Of course, she did not see herself as wicked. She saw herself as defending her position. She wanted her daughters to marry the Prince. Her motive wasn’t so bad except that she went at things in a narrow way. Anyway, was her main motivation that one of her daughters become the bride of a Prince, or was she trying to fulfill her own desire to be a royal mother and mother-in-law?

And the wicked daughters, was it really their desire to be a Princess? Certainly, they hadn’t really thought what it means to be a princess. They had not thought beyond the wedding. They had not thought of what it truly means to be a princess. And they had not thought as far as how the one who would be princess might separate herself from her sister and how the one who would become a mere maid-in-waiting would react? That’s another story. And, all the while, were they good daughters who wished to please their mother? They even did bodily harm to themselves in order to fulfill their mother’s dream. The mother wanted everything that the world can give.

This is the relative world all right. Had the wicked stepmother been a lovely stepmother, and her daughters lovely and all-embracing, wherein would lie the tale?

Where would the story be at all?

If the pumpkin had not turned into a coach, in what would Cinderella been driven to the ball? If the mice had not turned into coachmen, who would have driven and accompanied the coach? Even Cinderella had to make her appearance in the way the world would comprehend.

We understand that the Fairy Godmother waved her wand, and yet where did the Fairy Godmother really come from? Did she really just appear from somewhere as a rewarder, or was she always there within Cinderella and the Prince and not there within the wicked Stepmother and her daughters or so submerged within them that the Fairy Godmother couldn’t come to the surface? Who is the Fairy Godmother really, where does she come from, and what makes her appear when she does? The child in you knows all the answers.

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