A Deeper Level than Thought

God said:

What if you had no thoughts for a moment? What if you emptied your mind for a moment from all accumulated events and how they affected you. What if your mind were really clear now?

What if you had one thought at a time and not so many thoughts converging, pushing their way through, trying to get to the top of the pile? What would that silence feel like to you?

Perhaps unknown to you, you have had the vacancy of speech I speak of. There have been times when your mind forgets itself and is simply clear. In a trice, you know what to do and what to say. There was not thinking. There was knowing. There was no distance whatsoever from awareness to delivery. Almost instantaneous. A question is barely posed, and already it is answered.

It is like the way you know how to walk. You don’t have to think about which leg moves first and how to balance. You are walking as soon as you have the impulse to walk.

When your mind is clear, everything will be an impulse for you with immediate action. Impulse, action. Thought, conclusion. Instantly, without reservation, without thought, you will serve the Universe. There is a place within you that you can tap into.

It is a deeper level than thought. It is knowing. It is doing without pondering. It is know what to do and doing it. It’s not even that you have a thought about knowing, for in the invisible instant of knowing, you have already moved on it.

It isn’t that you have posed the question: “What shall I do about this or that? What shall I do now? How do I best answer this?” You will have answered the question without asking, to yourself or anyone. You will respond. It will be like you know how to cut fresh homemade bread. You will cut it without breaking the process down into steps.

There will be no more: “What shall I do?” You will be doing it.

You will not ask: “What shall I write about?” You will already be writing.

Yes, everything will be more like Godwriting. So easy. Just like falling off a log.

You will not feel confronted because you will already have solved what was not a difficulty in the first place. No enemy will exist. You will be without thinking so much. This does not mean you are thoughtless, you understand. You will be most considerate without having to consider.

It is like the Universe calling on you the way a teacher might: “Who will erase the blackboard? Who will hand these papers for me?” The Universe will say: “Who will do this for me?” It will be like the Universe poked you in the ribs, and, before you know it, you will have raised your hand, and said: “I will.” In fact, with no lapse between your being asked and your doing it, you will say: “Done. Universe, it is done. In the same moment, it was done.”

This is effortlessness, beloveds.

Just the way when your baby cries, you pick it up.

Just the way when you finish reading a book, you put it down.

Just the way you look out your window and see the sunlight, you know it’s sunlight.

Just the way when the room you’re in gets hot, you open a window.

Just the way when your heart opens, you feel love.

No longer are there partitions. There almost is no planning, for when the thought arises to do something, you are already doing it. You are always at the starting place, and you start. You don’t even start. It’s already done.

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You really have a way, Dear

You really have a way, Dear One, of covering, with one little sweep of Your hand, whole stretches of the spiritual landscape together with all of their books and training methods – It will be like you know how to cut fresh homemade bread. Oh, this I understand. And I have no doubt it's all there is to know, ever. And now it dawns on me that what I'm really asking is: "Dear God, make me trust in my ability to cut fresh homemade bread." Are You laughing?

in the invisible instant of knowing

What would that silence feel like to you?

That's easy, it's paradise, it's the only meaning I know for "promised land". Many years ago, my meditation teacher used to say: "Being able to think is a wonderful thing; having to think is torture." That was and is very true. What's also true is that training and practice didn't help me find this paradise of silence. Except for moments, obviously, or I wouldn't know what I'm looking for. Where's the finding of it? Equally obviously, it's not of my making. How is silence to miraculously spring from my plans and agendas, how could any course of action, self-made or age-old, transmute itself into the silence of sheer presence? After having invested in this project for a considerable portion of this life, I don't see how. What I can see quite clearly, however, is that this love I feel for whoever or whatever speaks Heavenletters allows this source to easily reach into my chest again and again, gifting me with the most precious thing there is, a moment of silence. God, if I want mastery in anything, it's this silence that bursts into spontaneous action. I wish I could follow Your lead a little (no, much) more nimbly …

Ah, Jochen. So beautiful.

Ah, Jochen. So beautiful.

A DEEPER LEVEL THAN THOUGHT

DEAREST MAESTRO, CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE, I LOVE YOUR SAYING WE HAVE TOO MANY THOUGHTS RUSHING TO GET TO THE TOP OF THE PILE.

SURELY THAT'S TRUE. I THINIK ABOUT THE DEEP STILLNESS OF YOUR MIND AND
HEART. WHERE THERE IS THAT SOUL KNOWING YOU SPEAK OF. JUST A KNOWING. WHEN AN IDEA ARISES,, AS YOU SAY, THERE WE ARE DOIING IT.
OR LIKE WHEN A ROOM GETS HOT, WE OPEN A WINDOW. NO GREAT PONDERING
ABOUT THAT!

WHAT A PHENOMENON - WE'RE ALWAYS AT THE STARTING PLACE, AND WE START
WE DON'T EVEN START. IT'S ALREADY DONE.

FABULOUS!

fogetten

dear God,
yes is not only if no thougth, because it trougth it happend to me,
i can not remember the things wher i put, then somthing to my self say
goback wher you been befor, ans i see my things is there,
i feel so fascinated, because your engel the guide me for evrymoment in my life,
and im thankfulnes of that, and also i want to writteng to you back your heavenletter,
but i feel emty in mymind but my hearth it full words to you,
but you give me answer, you say dont wory you already writteng,
so im glad , because your heaven letter you answer in my hearth
thank God ,
and thank you Gloria
for all your writteng of heavenletter

2 Heavenletter Haikus for

2 Heavenletter Haikus for you

Hello Friends,

God said so easy
When your mind is simply clear
And there is knowing

God said just the way
Your heart opens you feel love
Godwriting is done

Love, Light and Aloha!

deeper than thoughts

I´ve somehow been waiting for the moment that these words are told me: understanding without thoughts, acting without thoughts, living without thoughts. Thinking throws you out of the moment, out of the now. I know this. And still: I´m living in this prison of thoughts and I fear to get out of it, because: how then will I be able to make plans, go to work, fullfill my duties, find solutions for my problems? I just can´t imagine, how to leave all this thinking behind me, my partner named "Thought" which has accompanied me day and night throughout all my life . Shall I just say "Goodbye" to him? "Thank you for everything but now I will try another way of living?"

Wonderful post, Simone, and

Wonderful post, Simone, and great question. But hard to answer. A thinking "junkie" myself, I found that the hard way, simply parting with thought, is not advisable – particularly since I found that God is not opposed to thinking itself but seems to want to get us away from compulsive thinking that blots out the silence from which clarity, true common sense, presence of mind and all solutions spring. What it comes down to, I feel, is not a "Goodbye" but a declaration of independence.

Please

Hello, I'm here again, only for today.
Please, can someone gives me notices about George?
Many thanks.

Bye, I always love you all, I always think you all.
Hug

pitta

Beloved Pitta, I miss George

Beloved Pitta, I miss George so much too. No one has heard from him. If he were able to email, I know he would. I keep hoping to hear from him. He is still subscribed, and his Heavenletters are not bouncing.

So much love and joy, he gave us.

How fortunate we have been to know George. God bless him a million times over.

I miss you too, dear Pitta, though it helps to know you are well. Why only today, sweetheart?

Loving you,

Gloria

vacancy of speech

How I long for the state of no thoughts and vacancy of speech – and how much thinking and speaking this is again. Yet even only imagining "unthinking, unspeaking", there is some taste of paradise. And my mind abhors it. Grinding its teeth, it doggedly keeps grinding out thoughts. Even in moments or near-silence, it comments: "I am almost silent."

This is about spontaneity, and spontaneity, it seems, is still considered dangerous, exposing this precious self too much.

I think it's all right that way. It makes me realize what exactly it is that I want. No longer are there partitions. That's a good description. Looking at what is in front of me right now (desk, computer, pens, photos, crystals, feathers…) – if I did not "partition", if I did not allocate names and colors and purposes, if I did not identify, there would be God. There is plastic (keyboard) and there is wood (desk), and while I'm aware of both, at the same time I can forget about the plasticness of the plastic and the woodness of the wood, and there is Oneness seen by Oneness.

Believe it or not, I am speaking about silence. Paradise is when there is not a trace of comment, no "partitioning" at all.