Make Peace with Your Heart

God said:

If your heart were the ocean, what kind of ocean would you like it to be? Rough, tumultuous? Easy-going, serene?

You would consciously choose the easy-going ocean, an ocean ideal for a sailboat, gentle, blown by a breeze. You would not choose a stormy ocean, a hurricane, a typhoon, a cyclone, a whirlwind. You know very well that you would choose a calm ocean.

And, yet, beloveds, what have you often chosen? A rowdy heart. How many times a week do you clutch your heart? How many times a week have you had your heart drop out from under you? Who is it that chooses the way your heart will go? Even in rough seas, you would maintain your balance. Somehow with your heart, your one heart, you let anything go. Up, down, far to the left, far to the right, back and forth, this way or that way. You make your heart a storm even when your heart is safe in port.

Your heart doesn’t have to be wild. Your heart does not have to be a soap opera. Your heart doesn’t have to be any ship in the storm. Have a heart with your heart, and let it take life in its stride. There is no need for you to play havoc with your heart.

You may say you want peace, yet what have you been living?

Even when there is a storm in life, you don’t have to beat your heart up. Hearts are made for love not disturbance. Hearts are meant to sail through life. Hearts are not meant to be rocked, so overridden that they seize up. Make peace with your heart.

If your heart were a ship, you would not always sail it full-steam ahead. You would be a kinder owner than that. You would allow your heart rest-time. You would let go of the pliers that squeeze it. Be a gentle master of your heart. Don’t make it go through conniptions. Make nice to your heart.

Say:

“There, there, heart. You don’t have to be in a squall. Be in calm waters. Heart, I will see that you rest from horrendous activity. I am grateful to you. You beat for me so many times a minute, yet between each beat, take a breather. I will let go of the reins and let you go at an even pulse. That is the least I can do for you. I will not work you so hard from now on.

" I will lead you to the still waters. I will show you how to paddle along in life as if you were a canoe on beautiful lilting water. I will soothe you and anoint you. I will allow you peace and quiet. No longer will I upset you. Whatever may come, I will let go of whipping you. I will not make you heated, not with speed nor upset. I will let you be the heart that God gave me. No longer will I allow you agitation.

"I apologize to you, my heart, for all the disruption I have given you. You have been a good loyal hard-working heart, and no longer will I work you so hard. From now on, I am going to be a blessing to you. We, you and I, dear heart, shall sail up and down the High Seas of Love, and that is what will occupy us. I hear the beat of you, my heart, and it is steady and even.

"Thank you for standing by me and showing me how to smooth the waves of life.”

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I really really love your

I really really love your heaven letters.

Keep up your wonderful writings.

Thanks,

i feel free

dear God heavenley Father,
thank of the peace of the heart words you writteng today,
thank of you answer of my tought reley i was been talking
to you lasnight about my plan to work of free welling with-out mony,
that work very spesial to some people,but am just rest of my heart
and my body injoy my life with-out disturbe me for this moment,
i am so glad you give me a blesseng in my life,
i feel injoy my life and i feel free, Ah thank you dear God of heaven,
i feel free..

Beloved Carmen, what is your

Beloved Carmen, what is your plan, dear one? May it be fulfilled.

thank dear Gloria

my dear Gloria,
thank you, you asking me my plan is i want to work
of the people drugs adic and defresion people,
but my dother say i dont have to efer that job because
denger people,i have to go-in i dont afreid, because God
hes is with me i trust hem and i trust my self as one,
for this moment am injoy to my grandchaildren be babyseter,
somtime am late to put of heavenletter to facebook,
because somtime the computer is not work the sametime
i am the baby seter most of time i feel the people waitteng
of God heavenletter,

Beloved Carmen, thank you

Beloved Carmen, thank you for your beautiful posts. here.

You are a responsible person. You are simply not coming from fear. You come from your desire to help, and you will be a great blessing to the people you work with. You have such a pure heart.

Lucky are the grandchildren who have you to babysit them.

i can not enter

my belove Gloria,
when am answer your question,
i can not go-inter in the purom,
because some-one the use my name,
carmen..

Beloved Carmen, this happens

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The calm sea

I do love this letter, but surpisingly, my initial thought was not to choose a calm ocean.I chose an ocean that was sometimes calm and sometimes stormy. I have experienced great joy during hurricanes and typhoons. Of course, I didn't own any property at the time, and I was young. But the storms cleanses the air and I was never afraid to go out walking in a storm back then, because I felt protected by the Earth. One of my favorite experiences in life was lying in a sort of tide pool with a sand bar in front of me during a typhoon. The water would rush across the sand bar as if to catch me, and the sand bar dissipated the force of the waves so that I was cnostantly being showered by both earth and sky. I felt very safe there. I understand what this means about the heart, letting it rest, letting it take charge of its own purposes, but the kind of stormy sea I still fear is the one that goes on in the mind of an angry person, and I have known many cruel and troubled people in my lifetime. I sometimes think I was put here to experience that, learn what it looks like, and find ways to calm people. But this is Earth. Everything changes here, for the time being (yes, intended as a pun).