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There Are Myths about Love
What if you looked at dew on the grass and saw diamonds sparkling as poets do?
What if you saw trees as shady arbors or Jack-in-the-Beanstalk trees to climb?
What if you saw the sun shining and knew it was shining for you with all the love of Heaven?
What if you perceived that everything was for you, and everything was a gift from Heaven for you?
What if you saw beauty instead of whatever else you spend your days seeing?
What if you are My beloved child, the one I love with all My heart?
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A link in the Daily inspirational email I receive from Neale Donald Walsch, took me to a Heavenletter site of such generosity, such brilliance, and such comfort that I wept. Days ago I had a dream about a Tsunami wave on the beach, and then, as I read a Heavenletter letter from the Cosmic Generator, I read of a Tsunami wave of love that will sweep over the world.