Mother Mary:
Great is the knowledge of the heart. Wisdom resides there. Fallow has been your true heart, the flow out greater than the flow in. Resurgent will be your heart.
Now you will need no effort for anything. When you are who you are, what effort is needed? Effort to love is not love. Effort to be is not being. Effort is trying. And you try to be what you already are. How do you climb a mountain when you are at the top?
Gloria:
Am I talking to Mother Mary?
Mother Mary:
Yes.
Gloria:
But there are other mountains to climb?
Mother Mary:
How much trying does it take for you to go where you wish to go? What effort does it take you to eat something you want when you are hungry? The effort would be in not.
This is control, your trying. Isness needs no control. The tide goes in and the tide goes out. On schedule. Why try to change the tide or the schedule?
Truth dips you in itself, like a baptism, and now soft truth is what you speak. Now you are simple with yourself, even when with others. You do not arrange your words according to what you think is appropriate to say. You think and say: "What are my thoughts? What is my truth? Where am I on this?" No trying to make clear, just being clear.
You are a weaver of souls. That is what you do. There is no complication. As you sit at the loom, you do not ask, "Am I a weaver? Shall I keep that to myself or broadcast it?" There is no planning nor figuring. If someone comes to you and says, "What do you do?" you tell them, "I am a weaver." You don't say, "Maybe I am a weaver" or "I've been told I am a weaver" or "I'm a weaver of sorts." You say, "I weave."
If someone does not come to you, you do not run out on the street and take someone by the shoulder and say, "I am a weaver!"
There is nothing for you to do but sit at your loom, weave, and answer questions put to you. What an easy, simple task you have.
And when you yourself have questions, you ask God or you ask me or you ask yourself.
Gloria:
Or Karen?
Mother Mary:
Karen is yourself. And when you are asked a question and you are uncertain of the truth, God or I will answer on your behalf. You speak for God and Holiness. Why wouldn't God and I speak for you, which is the same as speaking for Ourselves.
Whatever one's task is, it is simple. Nothing is complex.
When you didn't know your letters, you learned them one by one. Now letters and words and spelling just flow out of you. Einstein did not learn everything all at once, and when he made his world discoveries, it was simply the next step for him. It was what was next.
So you sit at your loom, and when that cloth is woven, you pick up new threads and weave another. Perhaps you move to a larger loom, but it is the same, only larger. Or perhaps you move to another workroom. Perhaps the loom there faces another direction or has some other adaptations, but you sit down to it, for a loom is a loom.
What I am saying is: You interchange with people. You interchange with words. You interchange with God, and you interchange with me. You interchange with one person, or you interchange with three or twenty or two thousand. It is the same. You do what you do, and you are who you are. You are a weaver.
You are a weaver in your loft. You are a weaver in your town. You are a weave on a stage. You are a weaver in a big city. You are a weaver on the right, and a weaver on the left. You are a weaver.
Is not weaver a lovely occupation? Are you not occupied in a lovely way? Are you not in the employ of the Most on High? Are you not blessed?
I am the Blessed Mother, and I tell you, you are blessed. Accept my blessings as they are poured over you, and know that your Heavenly Father looks on you with joy and great love for you, His daughter, a weaver of souls.
I will do everything to fulfill God's Will. I will do for God what He wills for me.
Gloria:
I also wonder, Blessed Mother, why A Course in Miracles does not mention you. I may be mistaken, but I don't remember you in it.
Mother Mary:
Christ led you to the Father, and the Father turned you to me; so He does as He sees to do. I also lead souls to Christ and to God. You can consider God, the Father; I, the Mother; and Christ the Son, and you are the Christ, Our Son or Daughter.
God is Divine Father. I am Divine Mother. Christ is Divine Son.
Where One is, the Three are. Are We separate? No. Are We aspects of the One. Yes.
For the children, We are personified. We are of the picture book for your grasp. But We are essences beyond pictures.
Slightly different hues of the One are We. Or think of Us as seen from slightly different angles, but We are the One, and We are contained within you.
God:
It is God. I tell you to think big. Think big thoughts of yourself. Think on a grand scale. Start to picture HEAVEN in book stores, in super markets. Picture rave reviews in The New York Sunday Times. Picture excerpts in The Reader's Digest. Picture yourself giving readings to full halls. Picture yourself on TV talking about Heaven. Picture yourself in book stores, giving talks.
Picture people buying The Book. Picture all the letters you receive. Picture people waiting in line to have you autograph their copy.
Picture the people whose hearts beat in joy at My words. Picture the happiness multiplied. Picture the Heavens turning in joy at the reception of My words.
Picture yourself writing more and more books.
Picture yourself signing them. Picture yourself reading out loud from them.
Picture five, six volumes of HEAVEN on a shelf, coming off the press.
Picture HEAVEN in libraries and in schools.
Picture HEAVEN in every language of the world. Picture it in Hebrew, in Greek, in Japanese, in Chinese, in French, German, Dutch, Swahili and so on.
Picture it being read aloud.
Picture people hugging it.
Picture it coming off the presses. Smell the new print.
Picture it being passed from hand to hand.
Picture people rereading it.
Picture people happy, smiling. Picture lives being changed.
Picture crime rate down. Picture happiness in prisons. Picture happiness in schools.
Picture yourself being interviewed. Picture yourself on Larry King Live. Picture yourself on Oprah.
Picture people flowing to you.
Picture yourself financially secure.
Picture Lauren going to school, if that is what she chooses.
Picture you, slim and beautiful in beautiful clothes and jewelry.
Picture yourself with high vibration people you want to be with.
Picture yourself laughing.
Picture yourself having fun.
Picture yourself with love streaming from you.
Picture yourself with love streaming in.
Picture Me in Heaven, gratified.
Picture Christ looking at his sister with joy.
Picture Divine Mother smiling at you and nodding.
Picture the angels ringing bells and draping ribbons around Heaven and dropping bouquets of flowers on earth.
Picture the roses. Smell them.
Picture the happiness on earth and the celebrations in Heaven and on earth.
Picture throngs pouring into Heaven, right and left. Whole families and individual souls. Picture the whole world in Heaven, sitting in the middle of Heaven.
Picture My love letters falling to earth, letters from on High. Picture the people picking up the letters and holding them to their hearts. Picture people reading these letters. Picture people answering them. They say:
"Dear God, our Father, thank You for your love in these letters. Thank You for Your love in everything. Thank You for all Your messages and all you have created and put before me. Thank You for the joys in life and the sorrows. Thank You for making me strong and tender. Thank You for the people on earth, and I join with You in a wish for their fulfillment and contribution to all life on earth.
"With my full heart, I thank You."