God is at the Helm

God said:

Beloved, no doubt about it, you are a diamond. You are a bona fide diamond.

On occasion, you may also be a diamond-in-the-rough. You may come across rough. You assume resistance within yourself. You find that which to fuss about. You find fault. You may create difficulties. I know you are well-intentioned. You want to stop arguing with yourself, and so you must. Express away without overdoing it.

Yes, of course, you are to assert yourself. More importantly than speaking, your purpose is to listen and to set an example of listening.

Come together to meet together with the idea of being a team. When your purpose is to pull a heavy wagon together, be a team of horses who know well enough to pull in the same direction in order to get the job done. They are clear. They pull together. Be clear about what makes sense.

How do you, as a member of a team, contribute to the whole? As an individual, you may be a high-stepping prancer. When your task is to lead a parade, prance to your heart’s content.

At meetings, whatever your personal style may be, you have a task to fulfill. Your purpose is to listen, and your purpose is to express. Your purpose is also to keep the vibration of respect high.

Honestly, respect yourself first. What self-respecting person would make a situation difficult for anyone else? Find peace to give.

Not everyone slept well last night. Not everyone has a loving home. Abraham Lincoln had a difficult home life. It isn’t your purpose in life to repair anyone’s home life.

Give good will to every soul you meet. You don’t have to cater or placate. It could be that your own life isn’t peachy keen. You can, however, be an uplifting presence and not discourage another.

Yes, Beloved, I am at the helm. Still, give Me a hand. Why not you, dear one, wherever you are? Why not you, dear one, lead the way?

Be a breath of fresh air. Pull out the chairs. Pour the tea. Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.

It takes so little to save the world. It is no sacrifice. What is this pride you give homage to? Beloved, what do you think you are giving up? Perhaps you were offended once. Be you not too proud to let offense go. Offense is not yours to collect. Offense is yours to let go of.

If you must collect, collect good nature and give it away right and left.

When someone has a headache, I know you would give him or her an aspirin regardless of any long-ago hurts.

Now is the time to let go of hard feelings. Hard feelings do not serve.

Say fare thee well to hard feelings.

Get stumbling blocks out of the way. Begin anew. Empty the trash. Clear out closets. You don’t require excess baggage. Blocks are blocks. They hamper you.

Today is a new day. Enough of the old. Who wants yesterday’s heated-up food? Who wants to rehash yesterday’s old fragments? Start over today.

Rise with the Sun. Arise to the occasion. Start over. I know you don’t want wrinkles. Don’t culture them. No one wants you to have them. Smile instead.