A Rule for Living Life

Heavenletter #3793 Published on: April 14, 2011
God said:

There are no empty hearts. There are, however, buried ones, hearts covered up, tamped down, reserved stolid hearts, stoic hearts, and thrashing hearts, embarrassed hearts, crying hearts, protesting hearts, dried-up hearts, hearts burnt, hearts cold, hearts forgotten. Remember your heart, and play with it. Instead of reading the paper, read your heart.

You have kept your heart on a short leash. Let your heart out of the vise you may have kept it in. Free your heart to be a heart of joy. What would prevent you from letting your heart discover itself but fear? For such a shallow thing as fear, you bind your heart. Instead of letting your heart follow its course, for the sake of presumed safety, you have restrained your heart. Let your heart go. Restrain your fears instead.

How can it be that My children would restrict their hearts and let their fears run rampant? You have had it backwards. Chop off the heads of your fears, and let your hearts blossom, rain or shine. Chaining your heart is like taking a flower that is ready to bloom and stamping on it, torturing the bloom as it were.

If you have closed your heart to whatever degree, your heart is tortured. You have tortured your heart. Not your upbringing, not your employer, not your teachers, not a hundred blows dealt to you have tortured your heart. It is you who has held your heart captive.

You may say there is nothing else for you to do but constrain your heart. You may say you would be a fool to not constrain your heart. So says your mind.

You know, it is necessary to get your heart out of harm’s way, and the harm’s way is whatever precautions your mind assigns to your heart. Of course, this is not indulgence that I speak of. Know the difference between whim and heart. Whim is what you might feel like. What your heart wants to do is to love. How simple is the human heart when you will stop driving it or braking it. Your mind, in its desire to look out for you, tries to make your heart fit the bed your mind has made for it. Your mind may have made your heart crib-sized when everyone knows that the bed of your heart is to encompass the whole world and beyond.

Your heart wants to embody itself everywhere. Who are you to let your mind tell your heart to cease and desist? Give your mind some math problems to solve instead. Your heart is not to be overcome. Your mind’s holding your heart back is to be overcome. Your mind looks for profit. Your heart looks to give.

Let your heart return to babyhood. When a smile arose, a smile arose. The baby had not yet learned rules. The baby’s smiles had not yet been imposed upon.

I think I shall give you some rules about living life. The first rule is to love. And the second and third and all the rest of the rules unto Infinity are the same. Love. There is a lot to love, and now, if you please, start loving. Love within your heart. Love even what you do not like. Love anyway. The people who drive you crazy, love them. Love them and see what happens. Love from your heart. Love does not have to be in words. Love does not have to be a formality. Love just has to be.

Let however much love you have in your heart, yearning to break loose, go free. Love on the quiet. Do not blab about it. Just love, and love more. There is no end to love.

<< God Holds You in His Hear...
Seasons in Your Life >>
Bookmark and Share
Read Comments

It's a strange and wondrous

On April 14th, 2011 Jochen (not verified) says:

It's a strange and wondrous thing how Heavenletters so often throw me back upon myself by inciting me to more or less vehemently disagree. Skipping the specifics of my objection for once, why object at all? If God is speaking here, what is there to obect to? If I was sure that it is God speaking here, objecting wouldn't even cross my mind; I would humbly admit that I still don't understand; I would confidently wait for the next opportunity to understand. Even if some statement in a Heavenletter looked blatantly wrong to me as it does in this case, I would smile at my delusional state and not take it seriously. And that's the point, isn't it? Do I believe there is an all-wise, all-compassionate, all-loving God speaking here? Clearly, no. Do I believe such a God exists at all? As clearly, no. Do I believe that all-wisdom, all-compassion and all-love exist? Yes, I do. Isn't that strange?

The solution to this mystery seems to be that I have to find all of it within. Which somehow makes sense since Heavenletters say there is no without anyway. This implies that I am the author of Heavenletters and objecting to my own statements ha ha ha ha ha ha. Anyway, that's why at the beginning of this comment I marveled at how Heavenletters keep throwing me back on myself.

I can't do most of the things You are suggesting, dear God, and I can't tell You how frustrating that is. I certainly didn't take up fear and all that follows in its wake just for the heck of it. It really hurts to be told something like that, You know. Unless... Well, You seem to be inviting me to realize that the people who taught me fear etc. are also I, teaching myself fear. I cant say I fully grasp that idea but I like it for its radical divergence from mainstream reason and realism.

Many blessings Jochen...

On April 14th, 2011 Jim Keller says:

Jochen...you said in part:

"The solution to this mystery seems to be that I have to find all of it within. Which somehow makes sense since Heavenletters say there is no without anyway. This implies that I am the author of Heavenletters and objecting to my own statements ha ha ha ha ha ha. Anyway, that's why at the beginning of this comment I marveled at how Heavenletters keep throwing me back on myself."

I thought at first of some responses...then I discarded them...and then these words came...and before I discard these, I will share them...

Very personally Jochen...I have noticed over the last several years...I became gradually very tired of trying to figure out anything. This came in very slowly...just a tiring of wanting to figure it all out...and a tiring of even trying to understand in the same way as before. And a tiring of the posturing and the attempts to maintain any kind of position...any kind of stance. This tiring lead eventually to a lessening of all of this...and in its wake...a not knowing. So...as much as possible...I stick with this "not knowing" too much of anything. And in this "not knowing" I am left more and more within the expanse of this moment...so there is much less attention given and paid to the past and the future. And with this shift...only now is left. And in this Now...there is so much felt grace and felt LOVE. .This may seem like a peculiar way to respond to your words...but this is what came out. Wishing you a beautiful moment...and a billion to follow. Loving you, Jim and Jimi.

Not peculiar at all, Jim.i.

On April 14th, 2011 Jochen (not verified) says:

Not peculiar at all, Jim.i. Quite appropriate, really. Most of all kind which seems to be the only criterion left I care for. Save for truthfulness.

I can understand why what I'm writing strikes you as an attempt at figuring out. We all do it more or less often, of course, but figuring out has never been my main or dominant mode of operation. I am a translator, not just professionally but mainly in the sense of feeling called to transform abstract movements and shiftings I sense in some abstract space (sorry for having to put it this vaguely) into a form of sorts. Music and art would be better media for that, obviously, but I'm not talented there or existing talents were not developed for some unknown reason. When I write, it's a process of breathlessly watching how those "movements and shiftings" seem to want to be worded. If I had more time, perhaps I could make those words look less like a figuring-out. But really I feel this will happen by itself. Not knowing is my paradise, the place I know best, the place that was never lost but, strangely, has to be regained nevertheless.

But that is only one side of the coin. The other side, as you suggest, is our entanglement in past and future which tends to mess up our best efforts. I see it as an effect of more or less thoroughgoing early conditioning that has to be undone by an organic process of the kind Heavenletters are providing.

Thanks, amigo.

Yes Jochen

On April 14th, 2011 Jim Keller says:

Thank you for your response. Yes...And these entanglements...hmmm. So many entanglements....where to begin. Enter the heart to the rescue it would seem...Where to the Heart...all is well and okay. I volunteered to help in a garden at the local Unity church onetime. The garden was such a mess....no one really wanted to tackle it! One time, after just walking through it...it occurred to me....that it was really okay just the way it was. Only after that realization....came some ideas to change or "improve" in quiet ways. I still find weeds and disturbances within me from time to time. But...when I can just relax with this...even with the doubt and the criticism...this helps...and sometimes helps a lot. When this happens, I suspect the Heart has taken over....so to speak. Much love, Jim and Jimi

Love is the only rule....

On April 14th, 2011 Jim Keller says:

I think I shall give you some rules about living life. The first rule is to love. And the second and third and all the rest of the rules unto Infinity are the same. Love. There is a lot to love, and now, if you please, start loving. Love within your heart. Love even what you do not like. Love anyway. The people who drive you crazy, love them. Love them and see what happens. Love from your heart. Love does not have to be in words. Love does not have to be a formality. Love just has to be.

I remember someone once saying there are three rules to Real Estate: "location, location and location"

So God is saying that not only are there three rules to life, there are an infinite number and they say the same thing: Love!!!!!! This is really so sweet. So really, we do not need any sacred texts or dogmas or by that means, religions or anything else. We just need to be reminded to return to Love...and if need be...reminded again and again and again. So sweet!!!! I love you God!!!!!! Jim and Jimi.