Beloved, sometimes you feel so good. You feel you are on the verge of something almost too wonderful to be true.

You don’t exactly know what you are on the verge of – but just wonderfully on the cusp of something oh so fantastically amazing, something almost – well – death-defying, something out of this world that could hardly be waiting for you. How could it be? Something almost like waking up one morning and finding that you are a new species or, you hardly dare say it, that you have transcended into the happiest of human Beings or angels on earth that have ever been heard of. You do not want to outdistance yourself in dreams. No, never, do you want to disappoint yourself. Can there really be something beyond your dreams? You don’t want a carrot held out ahead of you further than you can reach.

You may feel a little bit like an old story of a poor old man who had a meeting with God. God asked the the man for his biggest wish. The man was timid about asking for something too good to be true, so he shyly asked:

“God, could I please just have butter with my bread?”

Everyone loves this humble old man for his reticent wish. I would like him and you to receive the message from Me that there is nothing that can be too good for you in all humility to ask for. How about this?: Whatever you desire cannot exceed your reach. There can’t be anything too good for you to desire. Accept that there is nothing too good for you. Try the seeming impossibility of your ever asking for too much. Come closer to the idea of rewarding every dream.

Know there is no dream too good for you. I am telling you that you have not yet had all the dreams you deserve to have. Hear Me, please. You have tended to put a top on your dreams for no good reason. You deserve to speak your dreams. Speak up!

Never do I want to hear you say you have to be totally realistic, for this seems to say you are not worth gold. Let Me not hear you cut yourself off at the top.

As I see it, you cut yourself off too short. Find out what your dreams are so that We can make your dreams come true once and for all. Take a big bite of dreams. You haven’t yet dreamed your fill of dreams.

Dreams are meant to come true. Yes, you are to fulfill your dreams of flying! Why have such worthy dreams without their fulfillment? Dreams are meant to come true. Think great big dreams. Think extraordinary dreams. Have the idea that all the dreams you can think of are yours for the asking and are meant to come true.

There isn’t one dream that is not within your reach. Beloved, the purpose of having dreams is so that they will come true. Dream bigger dreams so that bigger dreams may come true.

Sure, it is splendid that the old man was modest in his dream of asking for butter with his bread, but look at his dream that had already come true – God was talking to him right then and there! After that, what dream can be too great to come true? I ask you to have big dreams, for no dream is too big to come true for a child of Mine. Do you hear Me? No dream is too big to come true for you. I wish to say this to you loud and clear!

At the same time that all your dreams have the capability of coming true, it isn't for you to demand that your dreams must come true or something is the matter or you are being denied. You are not to stamp your foot.

In the English folktale of Jack and the Beanstalk, Jack climbed a beanstalk all the way to Heaven. It isn't that you must have your way. It is that you must know everything is possible!

Beloved, do you perhaps look at Me, God in Heaven and on Earth, as some kind of insurgent in your life, as if I am here to disrupt you or to intercept your life, as if I am not to let you be in peace, but rather that I may be an Almighty God here to shake you up?

This may also be true, for you do not always tread in secure peace. I speak of peace on earth, yet, as you may see it, I do not seem to allow you to live in peace with a solid element of grace.

It may seem to you, Beloved, that I am, on occasion, one-pointed in disengaging you from the peace you seek. You would like to know where is the advertised peace on earth that is meant to exist for the joy of all?

"Where is all this sought-after peace, dear God? Where is a Certificate of My Being?"

Sometimes, My beloved Child, I glean that you are actually far away from peace. You're not even sure there is, in reality, peace for you to be had. In fact, you may know yourself sometimes as a wistful stranger in Paradise. Your life has long seemed to be at risk.

You may wonder if you are, in fact, an interloper to life itself. If you are not supposed to exist here, could you have simply wandered in? Indeed, what if everyone merely wanders in from off-stage? Could it be that you - and not you alone - are not a full-blown citizen in life, but that you are rather an aside? You may wonder if, indeed, you are actually supposed to be here.

You wonder how you got set in motion, indeed, if indeed you are in motion.

Could you be a fantasy of your own and no more? Could you have possibly made yourself up and, all this happenstance imagined? You don't remember signing up on the dotted line.

Sometimes it feels that you plopped yourself down loosely on this round globe named Earth without full compliance or even awareness. You agonize. What if you are not for real? What if you really are a blob of fiction, just a story and not even a creditable one?

What if are here today and gone tomorrow and not a sum total of much at all?

Good grief, what if you actually do not indeed exist? Can you just be an experiment hardly worth your noting? What if you wandered in on life and wandered off by chance as well?

You believe God truly exists, yet what if you don't exist except by chance? Are you just a blot of ink spilled on a page?

You have gained insights into My thoughts - thoughts that lend credence to you from Me. You believe so. You know so.

In Godwriting, you gain a great deal of this sought-after measure of peace. You never even used to believe in God. Once upon a time, God was not, and now God is.

I, God, have given you insights into Me from Me, and now I, God, have captured you smack in the middle of My heart, and you are here to stay.

Yet you wonder if you are true blue with Me. What is this birth certificate some clerk gave your mother on the off-hand chance that you do actually exist?

Beloved, take Me at My Say-So. You are far greater than a random whimsy. Let's shake hands on this here and now. I say that you are My pleasure to know forever and anon in My Name. We are Oneness and naught but Our Very Oneness signed, sealed, and delivered, so help Me God of Love that exists within you.

Beloved, We speak from the depths of Our One Heart and Soul. There is nothing else to say, for We are One in Truth. There is no other to speak of.

True, there is a certain amount of blither and blather that goes on in the world. Take it with a certain grain of salt and a certain amount of common sense or nonsense, as the case may be.

You don't want to pretend away life. You want the simple truth and nothing but the truth. You have had enough of tom-foolery in one form or another. You are sure you want no more of it. You want the real thing and to be finished with all the knock-offs and dithering-around.

For instance, so as it is seen in the so-called real world, someone in a uniform on Earth can arrest someone out of a uniform.

By the same token, a boy can wear a military uniform and go off to war when he has just started to shave. What fol-de-rol is this? What a game of "Let's Pretend" can be taken so seriously, yes, with a straight face, do you believe?

Why, the whole stage of life is set for high drama. Good grief, you might just as well think that the whole purpose of life is the height of drama and not life itself. After all, the world seems to be a soap opera when all is said and done. Shenanigans? Who has not been fooled?

Does life take a back seat to drama? Can it be that which really matters is Light! Camera! Action! Yes, is drama the thing of which life is made now? Is drama the purpose of life and not character the purpose of life or true growth? Drama holds sway? The play is the thing? Life is not so much? Theater is everything? The play is the thing, uniform and all, as if life is nothing but a flurry of excitement on stage and that's all that matters until the lights go off. Does life amount to a song and dance, a parade for those who watch the parade go by and not for the marchers themselves?

Can life be a made of a lot of hooey and not much more by the wayside? It couldn't have been you who took presentations seriously. It can't be that there are real dress rehearsals. The play must go on so it seems that not everyone has his day in court. The paraphernalia and subterfuge of life while life is doing its thing.

Do some shows get pushed off the road or the bus breaks down and all that sort of thing? Does everyone get his own turn, yes or no?

Are some of My children down-played amidst the whole play of drama? What is the real story? Has the real story of life on Earth actually begun? Or is life all about dancing around the mulberry bush?

What passes for life, and what is the real thing, for is all of life jammed in however it may be?

"I no longer want to settle for anything less than the real goods," you may say. You may say:

"Right now I am here for this one ride. I want to size it up as I go along. I don't want any more wool pulled over my eyes. Give me the liberty to love life as love truly is.

"God, please establish me in full sunlight and liberty and nothing less. No longer will I be set-up. Pour life on me, God, as it is truly is. I am to be the real goods from now on. I will accept no less, so help Me God."

Beloved, opportunity is before you. You may find yourself at the beginning of a new era. In fact, this seems to be inevitable. You grow. You grow anew. Consider that you blossom. Be glad you blossom. Be glad you have a new spurt of consciousness. You are ever-growing. Opportunities to be greater than you were yesterday are before you. Growth of consciousness is happening.

You are someone who progresses. The physical may appear the same. No matter, you are a traveler in life. No one from the outside fully knows the landscape you travel.

I know. And you are always learning. There are the arenas in which you travel a mile a minute. There is consciousness.

Whatever may seem to occur in life, it is short-sighted to take on appearances at full value.

There is a reason for whatever occurs in life, and there is a reason for what doesn't occur in life. Even when a body appears paralyzed or unconscious, life is still going on. In the process which the world calls death, something glorious may be going on. You are a human Being. Something is afoot. Life does not have to be one presumed way or another.

There is more to life than what appears to be this way or that. Appearances are not everything. Thought and recognition are not necessarily all that there is. Behind and beyond common life, there are bushels more.

Absolutely, there is far greater than what is named the finite. There is also the Infinite. Three cheers! There is vaster than the vast. There is no need to speed. There is no loss despite all the evidence you see for loss. Oh, sure, the temporal wanders here and there. Leaves fall from trees. Snow falls from the sky. Apples fall from their tree. You take a bite of an apple. Life changes, and life is unending. Life befalls. Life doesn't have to pop up one way or another to be life.

Life is like a proposition. Life comes your way, and life is more than what meets the eye. Life makes hay while the sun shines. Life always appears as it appears depending upon whose eyes are looking and presumably what he or she sees or doesn't see, and how does the one who is looking know anyway?

There is no end to life, to the depths and the heights and perspectives. How tall do you stand, and what are you looking for at any given moment, and what is at your disposal? How far do you look? How far do you see?

Look from the angle I see. Life may turn upside down or inside out. There is always another angle. You are often seeing more today than you saw yesterday, or you are seeing differently from how you used to see.

How do you know how accurately you are seeing? It has been said that only God knows.

You may well be positive that you are right, and you may just as well be mistaken.

Generally speaking, it is better to be open-minded than closed-minded. Besides, varied conclusions may also be differing and simultaneously accurate. How many layers of life have you counted as yet anyway?

Beloved, in terms of Godwriting, you are the Listener. You are the Godlistener. You are present all right. You are viable. You do not speak for Me. You are not the stand-in for Me, nor are you a stand-out. I speak for Myself, and you sincerely write down what I say.

You, whoever you may be, are the handy glorious stenographer who listens to My every breath and writes it down in your mother tongue, oh so quietly, as a blessing to the world and to Me and to yourself as well. You do this for My Glory alone. In the process, you are enriched. This is how it is. You also splurge on this Godwriting Moment that is out of the realm of time.

Just the second after this very Godwriting, your eye fell on a beautiful bouquet of rich plump bursting black grapes on your kitchen table. You marveled at grapes and got up and ate some.

Ah, this is life at its best. You are at My service, at your service, and simultaneously, at the service of the world. This is life in the ascendant. Think of it, you in service to God Who serves all. This is how life works. Who serves whom when all serve, and all are served? This is a Holy Day in service to all. All Godwriting is a natural birth.

This is a memorable life. Welcome! Hallelujah! All glory to you in God's Name. You stand on your tiptoes to reach Me. You pick up the light for all to see and all to hear. The day has come. Now you know Me firsthand, and you have Me laid out in front of you for all to know for themselves.

This is a day you have long been waiting for. And this day has been long waiting for you. All of this fits like fruit on a tree. Today, a Godwriting falls to the ground like a ripe cherry, never another one exactly like this one to come again, yet many other Godwritings will arrive that grab your heart as well.

It isn’t that you must Godwrite, yet when you do, you are in the thrall of Godwriting. You are a helpless winner. What a great spot to be in – in the thrall of Godwriting. It is, nevertheless, destined to be in your life on the ranch invented eons ago. You don’t have to Godwrite. You want to.

You didn’t know this was going to happen. You didn’t know, and now you don’t want to miss out on it. It seems that there is no other life for you but the life of a Godwriter held in My arms. What a dilemma. There is no way out for you. You are done for. And what a happy passage! You had never dreamed of the fate of Godwriter for you.

You have become the landed gentry. God takes you out for blessed walks on Earth. Not everyone has to walk for as long as you and I do.

There is no mistake but that you are a Child of God. You are on the up and up. You have been identified. You have been branded by God. You have been picked out by God’s Love. You have been sentenced to joy. C’mon, why not you? Why not you, for Heaven’s sake, why not you?

Godwriting can be part-time or full-time as it happens. Nor does the joy of Godwriting guarantee that all your deepest wishes will be granted tout de suite, just so you know this beforehand.