Gloria:

Dear God, what else would You like to say to or about Mawiyah?

God:

She is a tree of life. She is a seven-pointed star. She is the Kabbalah.

Mawiyah has walked the earth for Me many times and participated in games of life and sown many seeds, and now she reaps. Now she reaps.

Where Mawiyah has specific questions, she is to freely ask you to ask Me as well as to ask for herself directly to Me.

You and Mawiyah have shared much and will continue to do so. You walk a golden path together which leads solely to Me and promises fulfilled, joys captured, and praises honored.

Mawiyah walks the path of Kings and she leaves much evidence of love along the way.

All glory to Mawiyah, My angel child, My sweet breath of life, My golden sparkle on earth, My Light, Myself, My Mawiyah.

Gloria:

Dear God, what would You like to tell me?

G od:

The same, Gloria, the same.

Later…

A Course in Miracles, Lesson 227:
"This is my holy instant of release."

Gloria:

My holy instant, come to me. Come now!

God:

Grab it any instant you like, and it is yours. It is release from ignorance. Release from imaginary ties. Release from dreams of strife and loneliness.

Released to Me, and all I entail.

Released to your throne.

Released to your habitat.

Released to Heaven.

Step over the lintel. Enter this holy instant. It is yours and it is Mine. It is right now, this holy instant of a prayer in action, a wish entered, a curtain opened, a cover lifted, a false veil removed.

A holy instant of Truth. Truth is what stays when illusion is gone. Whisk away illusion.

You are intact as a pure ray of love. You are a strong vertical ray of love that connects the middle earth to the highest heaven.

You are a ray o f light that bends over the earth. You are the belt around the earth.

You are a golden ray like a fine glistening filament that connects all points. This is a fluid filament whose light expands to cover all of earth and carry earth to Heaven.

Yes, you are packing tape. You wrap the world in beautiful golden light and carry it to Me as a stork carries a baby.

The world beats in your heart. It is contained there. You are the world's heart. You are its lightening rod. Ah, you are a beacon, a lighthouse. Your light sends signals which light up other signals of light.

Your light beats a drum in your heart, and this heart drum settles the world. It beats a rhythm, a cadence of a march to love. A full-dress parade with batons twirling and cymbals and color guards, and trailing floats that witness to the parade to God and Heaven.

You are a lovely horse that chomps at the bit.

You are a holy instant of love, My love, My long-awaited child of love. My long awaited.

Step into this holy instant and bring your friends with you, and bring the people you don't know with you, and bring children, bring souls. Light them out of the cave of darkness. Remove blindfolds. Wash their eyes. Hold their hands. Soothe their path.

Open hearts. Yes, open-heart surgery. Reach your hand in and take away sludge and leftover thoughts and emotions. Take away tightness and cramping. Clean with a sweet perfume of My love, a soothing balm of love, a soothing touch, a soothing blessing, a soothing prayer, a soothing note, a soothing song, a soothing concordance of love, a soothing. Soothe.

Later…

Gloria:

Dr. told me My Father said I should ask for His love in my heart and then ask for whatever I want.

That makes me happy. Have I asked for Your love in my heart? I ask it now. And that is what I want to ask You for. If I have Your love in my heart, everything must follow. But I do want Lauren to have happy wor k/career, and I want financial abundance and security, and I want Lauren to have a fine marriage as she desires, and I want to be healthy and thin and to eat moderately and get Your book organized and typed and I want what You want for me.

God:

Okay Gloria. It's on its way.

Gloria:

What else would You like to tell me?

God:

I tell you that you are dear in My heart and I want you to know My love deep in your heart so you feel no pinches about anything. It is not My style to pinch, hoard, grasp, fear to lose. Place My love in your heart and you will know fullness and generosity. You will know fullness and generosity. You will give My love wherever you go, in whatever situation you are in.

Now do your program and don't worry about anything, for there is nothing for you to fear.

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Gloria:

What do You wish to say to me this morning, My Father?

God:

Feel Me in your heart. I rest there. It is My home, your heart, in your heart. From there I rule the universe. By rule I mean I set it in motion. I respond to My children. I emanate rays of holiness and peace. I cohere.

From My place in the heart, I issue proclamations of love. I am love as you are love. Love goes out. Love enters. Any distortion of love contracts.

So be aware of expansion. Expand with Me in your heart until your heart embraces the whole world and all of My children.

All on earth have My life force. It is theirs, but it is Mine.

Consider your heart a sun. What do suns do? They shine. Their light reaches everywhere. And so does a heart of God.

Your heart radiates. Let it radiate My love. No more cramped little messages that are intermittent or cut off. Full beams of light now to warm th e world in a coat of love.

Gloria:

Dear Father, I have been having the strong impulse to ask You for a message for Arthur. It keeps coming to Me. But I would want his request before doing that.

God:

I am sending the message for dear Arthur. Receive it. Pass it on. That is what I ever ask you to do. Receive My messages of love and pass them on.

Gloria:

I don't know what his questions are. Yesterday on the phone he did say that he felt angry and thought it was old stuff coming out. What will You say?

God:

It is not even Arthur's stuff coming out. Arthur is not only a giver. He is an absorber. And he absorbs much of the refuse of the world.

For a long time, Arthur has not lived for himself. The test of his virtue lies not with his individuality but with his work for Me.

Arthur fills My heart with overflowing joy. Arthur is a reward to Me. He answers My call, a nd he succors My children.

He is a blessing to the earth and to Heaven. He is like a musical note that keeps on long after it is heard. It plays around the universe and returns to Arthur's heart.

Tell Arthur he does not have to be perfect. He is already Perfect. He can let go and express his discontent with Me; he can stamp his foot, and when he does that with abandon, he will laugh.

Does he not know that I will love his anger and turn it back to the love he is?

It is My will for Arthur that he expand his vision. He is not a single man in an office or on the telephone. He is at the apex of the universe, and he twirls the stars. He works for Me.

He is My holy child of love.

Suggest to Arthur that he quickly write down what he would like. Suggest he ask big. Suggest he make a long list.

On the other side of the paper, suggest he write down all the reasons why he deserves all that he wants and therefore why I will see that his wishes are fulfil led.

Arthur is a beacon light for the world. He is a savior in his own right. I have many Christs, and he is one.

Tell Arthur he sits beside Me in Heaven. He is here with Me, and I am there with him. Never are We apart.

Suggest that Arthur remind himself of Truth.

Make sure that Arthur does not sacrifice. Make sure he does what gives him joy and at no cost to him. Joy is My blessing to Arthur. Joy is My blessing.

Gloria:

Dear God, I would like to make certain that these words are from You?

God:

They are.

Gloria:

I want to make sure they are not from my individuality and ego.

God:

They are not. They are from your love.

Gloria:

I would like to make sure that You want me to send this to him.

God:

Send it. But he has already received it.

Gloria:

What more do You w ish to say?

God:

Say, Arthur lights My heart.

Arthur speaks to Me.

Arthur administers for Me.

Arthur is My messenger of love. He packs My love in other's hearts. He transmits for Me. He is a receiver and transmitter, and he buffers the world.

How beautiful is My Arthur of Love! How beautiful the work he does for Me! How beautiful his heart! How beautiful the messages he sends! How beautiful the light that shines on him! How beautiful when he sees himself in Me! How beautiful when he sees Me in others! How beautiful is My creation and Arthur's part in it!

I shower Arthur with the blessings of the universe. These blessings wash away all imagined pain and all that never was, for all there is is my goodness and My love.

www.heavenletters.org

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Gloria:

What do You wish to say to me this morning, My Father?

God:

Feel Me in your heart. I rest there. It is My home, your heart, in your heart. From there I rule the universe. By rule I mean I set it in motion. I respond to My children. I emanate rays of holiness and peace. I cohere.

From My place in the heart, I issue proclamations of love. I am love as you are love. Love goes out. Love enters. Any distortion of love contracts.

So be aware of expansion. Expand with Me in your heart until your heart embraces the whole world and all of My children.

All on earth have My life force. It is theirs, but it is Mine.

Consider your heart a sun. What do suns do? They shine. Their light reaches everywhere. And so does a heart of God.

Your heart radiates. Let it radiate My love. No more cramped little messages that are intermittent or cut off. Full beams of light now to warm th e world in a coat of love.

Gloria:

Dear Father, I have been having the strong impulse to ask You for a message for Arthur. It keeps coming to Me. But I would want his request before doing that.

God:

I am sending the message for dear Arthur. Receive it. Pass it on. That is what I ever ask you to do. Receive My messages of love and pass them on.

Gloria:

I don't know what his questions are. Yesterday on the phone he did say that he felt angry and thought it was old stuff coming out. What will You say?

God:

It is not even Arthur's stuff coming out. Arthur is not only a giver. He is an absorber. And he absorbs much of the refuse of the world.

For a long time, Arthur has not lived for himself. The test of his virtue lies not with his individuality but with his work for Me.

Arthur fills My heart with overflowing joy. Arthur is a reward to Me. He answers My call, a nd he succors My children.

He is a blessing to the earth and to Heaven. He is like a musical note that keeps on long after it is heard. It plays around the universe and returns to Arthur's heart.

Tell Arthur he does not have to be perfect. He is already Perfect. He can let go and express his discontent with Me; he can stamp his foot, and when he does that with abandon, he will laugh.

Does he not know that I will love his anger and turn it back to the love he is?

It is My will for Arthur that he expand his vision. He is not a single man in an office or on the telephone. He is at the apex of the universe, and he twirls the stars. He works for Me.

He is My holy child of love.

Suggest to Arthur that he quickly write down what he would like. Suggest he ask big. Suggest he make a long list.

On the other side of the paper, suggest he write down all the reasons why he deserves all that he wants and therefore why I will see that his wishes are fulfil led.

Arthur is a beacon light for the world. He is a savior in his own right. I have many Christs, and he is one.

Tell Arthur he sits beside Me in Heaven. He is here with Me, and I am there with him. Never are We apart.

Suggest that Arthur remind himself of Truth.

Make sure that Arthur does not sacrifice. Make sure he does what gives him joy and at no cost to him. Joy is My blessing to Arthur. Joy is My blessing.

Gloria:

Dear God, I would like to make certain that these words are from You?

God:

They are.

Gloria:

I want to make sure they are not from my individuality and ego.

God:

They are not. They are from your love.

Gloria:

I would like to make sure that You want me to send this to him.

God:

Send it. But he has already received it.

Gloria:

What more do You w ish to say?

God:

Say, Arthur lights My heart.

Arthur speaks to Me.

Arthur administers for Me.

Arthur is My messenger of love. He packs My love in other's hearts. He transmits for Me. He is a receiver and transmitter, and he buffers the world.

How beautiful is My Arthur of Love! How beautiful the work he does for Me! How beautiful his heart! How beautiful the messages he sends! How beautiful the light that shines on him! How beautiful when he sees himself in Me! How beautiful when he sees Me in others! How beautiful is My creation and Arthur's part in it!

I shower Arthur with the blessings of the universe. These blessings wash away all imagined pain and all that never was, for all there is is my goodness and My love.

Dear Heavenly Father, what is Your message for me today?

God:

Sing a refrain that circles the globe. A refrain that says two things: "God is here" and "God is love."

Sing it silently or loud, but sing it. That is your song as it is Mine.

God and Love are One, as My children and I are One, for they are love, a clove of love that opens up to itself.

A key word here is open. If all were open to love, you would not have to sing this song. When the heart is closed to full opening, love is kept at bay, outside, waited for, wanted, but not admitted. If human hearts dared to open to give love and receive, fully open, wide open, no nets, then all that would be known is love. Love would be everyone's name. All would see and hear Me, and all would know that Love shines the stars and rolls the Moon and dips the Sun up and down.

All would know that whatever came out from the ground was Love itself, shooting up. Branches would be known as Love hanging down. The refrigerator would be filled with Love. Bookshelves would hold sheaves of Love.

Traffic would be Love greeting Love, and store owners and customers would exchange Love.

Money would be mere tokens of Love, tokens second to their Truth.

Rain and sun would be love in the streets.

Footprints would leave marks of Love.

Love would steam up from the streets.

Trolley cars would ring Love.

Street signs would say Love.

Neon lights would flash Love.

There would be one word, one thought, and it would be Love.

For, if truth be known, that is the Reality. It is the Reality now, buried under slush: only Love is.

Open your heart to Love. How about today?

Gloria:

Dear God, that is so beautiful. But as it was writing, Lauren and the puppies came up. Lauren started to give me another lecture about getting someone to shovel . I got upset. She left in a snit. The point is: here I was, immersed in worlds of love, and then I defended myself against "attack."

Actually, I brought it up. Lauren said, "It's snowing again." And I said, "The shoveling you did helped." Then she started the lecture including, if she had someone doing for her what she does for me, she wouldn't let them shovel and so on.

Maybe the supporting me is really getting to her.

I always shoveled, and gladly. I enjoyed it. But now it kills my low back and hips. I don't mean ache. I mean pain.

So, dear God, where is Love. Where is mine? Where is Lauren's? I'm ready to have the door between our apartments permanently locked.

And I'm also tired of my heart breaking because of Lauren's emotional pain.

Please help me, my Heavenly Father. I love Lauren more than anything in the world, and we squabble.

Sometimes I wonder if these things happen so that there are human questions for me to ask You.

God:

You create this. When you are immersed in writing to Me, it is better if you don't have your daughter come up. That is one.

Two is: you get to the end of yourself. I mean you are not thinking at all. You are a fast reactor. Quick response. You, who, when with other people that don't mean much to you, are slow to express what you feel, when with your daughter, you forget your manners altogether.

Three: Do the wand of white light for Lauren every morning.

Four: You both need to go to bed earlier.

Five: See if you can find someone to shovel, dear Gloria. Don't be stubborn. Try to say Yes to your daughter. Practice it.

Six: You can decide that someone will come to your door to shovel.

Seven: Remember Me. I am not separate from your daughter. I do not live only in your notebook and through your pen. I am in your daughter also. I am in you and in Lauren, so what is strife but nonsense, static that doesn't amount to anything, but is an affront to love, a cover-up of love, a disregard of your hearts.

Gloria:

Dear God, I choose Christ's vision, but how do I DO it?

God:

By choosing it. Be not hard on yourself. Have My patience. Remember, it isn't patience. It is knowing the sure outcome. So know, know it, know it, deep in your heart, that you will live Christ's vision. Wrap your daughter in My love. Her true face shines now, true?

Gloria:

Yes.

God:

And use the white wand in the morning before you and Lauren speak and thus smooth the way before friction can start.

Remember that Jesus, the man, went through all the things you do. He, the person, did not know he was born to greatness. He did not fully know any more than any child on earth; at the same time, each man's heart knows that he is more than what he seems, that human existence is more than what it seems. In the human heart lies the kno wledge, hidden, refused, unclaimed, that he is a prince, God's heir and holy Son, and that this apparent suffering is only an act.

Jesus realized soon. His heart quickened. And by himself (with Me), he stepped over his hurting humanness and caught the brass ring of divinity. So shall you. So shall all.

Move forward. Take one step and then another. Leave behind what is behind. Do not carry it. That is burden, carrying the past, the imagined past, the sum of misunderstandings and projection. Carry only the present, which carries you!

Be not discouraged. That is an old habit. You set forth daily on your voyage to Me and think you can't make it, and you half trudge forward, and you half sit down.

I assure you I lead you, and I send messengers to lead you. You know who these messengers are. But I will also tell you that all who seem to hold you back, and seem to wish to hold you back, are also My messengers.

Not one person, not one experience, has as its pur pose but to enlighten you, to put you or keep you on track.

You are prodded and led and nudged in the direction of Me. It is a path of vision you walk on because I am here all the time, and you look past Me.

I am an amethyst in each heart. In yours. In all's. And you see lumps of coal. You see ashes where Light reigns. So look to the Light. The Light beckons you. It says, "See Me. I am the heart of God. I am in each human heart. And look at your own heart and see Me thriving there. I beckon and beacon you. I am your true Heart. Accept Me. Put your hand over your heart and feel Me beating there."

Separate the wheat from the chaff. Separate it by loving, first God, then yourself, then others, and also know those three are One. There is only One. Wherever you go, how far advanced, how deep into forays of mathematics or physics or words and poetry, there is only One.

Now, do your meditation, and in silence I will hold your hand over My heart, and you will know We are One.

Gloria:

Dear Father, after I meditated, I called Lauren up and she came back, and I read her what You said, and we both felt better.

But do You remember I wrote that maybe the door between should be permanently locked? Well, it never happened before, but Lauren had locked herself in here with me! Lauren said, "But I'm on the wrong side!" God, I think you are a Jokester! Anyway, we laughed.

God:

Laugh a lot, Gloria dear. It is a clearing of some of the static. Laughter says, "God is here after all."

Gloria to God:

Dear God, what is Your Will for me tonight?

God:

As always. Be happy. Love. Rest in Me. These are My three mandates.

Gloria:

Are there more?

God:

There are. I'll tell you more another time. But these three mandates are one and the same.

Now, I suggest you start meditating. Before y ou do, I want to tell you that you and Lauren passed a big milestone today. It will be easier for you both. Take My love with you as you close your eyes to rest in joy.

Love,
God