"I encourage you to see from My vaster point of view, and then your eyes will widen, and everything will fall into place because you see better."

I feel it is very true... soon as I pray to God and letting Him helping me to do this, and gratefully, I can feel the shift in the way I see when I look around me. I feel there is only love and peace around me, and feel my heart become lighter and brighter…

it is so wonderful, wishing to always be in His way…
tri

I wonder if this Heavenletter is a pre-mortem or a post-mortem to the recent earthquake and tsunami in Japan. Is it another kind of picnic we are invited to?

It is inevitable that, in what we call tragic events, we tend to blame God for what happened. How can we humanly find a blessing in disguise in these events of catastrophic proportions?

From a strictly human point of view, we cannot behold the world and think about knowing God. If we have to recognize a loving God through a chaotic state of the earth crust, then we must decide without hesitation that if one is true, the other one is not.

If God is true, then destruction cannot be real. This is a very hard statement but an indestructible one, because it is Truth. There can be no place for destruction in One, otherwise it would deny God Himself.

Assault can ultimately be made only on the body. There is little doubt that one body can be destroyed by another body. Yet if destruction itself is impossible, anything that is destructible cannot be real. Destruction therefore does not justify anger.

This seems the cold logic of One. But let us admit that believing that we understand what we perceive through catastrophies might be a mistake. Because the meaning is lost to us. We have lost the meaning somewhere along the road. And that very meaning is that the choice of which is true (God or the physical world) is not ours to make. If it were, we would have already destroyed ourselves.

In blaming God for terrestrial events, we question His Reality, because we think He is attacking our reality and that destruction around is proving that we were right.

But God has saved the meaning for us, even if we think we lost it. The blessing in disguise is that the end of the world is not its destruction but its translation into Heaven. This is a test of Faith.

dear God heavenley father,
i asking you for give me what am thought,
thank you for your answer me of my thought,
and also am question to my self all this happen the flood and havoc,
whers is com from, am refuse am not to belive is not from you this happind,
because i know you are love, and love kan not be hurted, and am folow
in your vision is not my vision to folow,
i am gratitud you answer me of this question of my mind,
and this your masseges today it reley mein to me in my life
and forgive me dear God father,

No no, it's all right, floods and havoc and death are not the big problem. My heart goes out there and many hearts do, and everything is held somehow and safe, even despotism, even merciless exploitation of man and nature, even what we still do to the children of the world.

My point is that those things ought to make us see. Trying to believe that we are children of God, that is, God, it hurts my sense of dignity to still find us groping in the dark and attributing all sorts of hilarious nonsense to the Elephant. It hurts my sense of dignity to still find myself deaf and blind when I'm supposed to be "holy" and "glorious" and know it. It hurts my sense of dignity when I find myself windowshopping for all the wonderful realizations Heavenletters display but still not really grasping anything, let alone living it. It hurts my sense of dignity that a supposed child of God, after a full life of searching, is still only childish instead of child-like. Why does a child of God have to squirm like a bag of rainworms so endlessly? Oh, yeah, I know, it's all the Oneness of love. Sorry, it is NOT. If you see no bleedthrough of this fabulous holiness, glory and God-likeness in your everyday experience, how are you to believe in love and candy of that kind? If, contrary to what you try to imagine now and again, the vise of fear, terror and anger around your heart does not open even a millimeter, what you are going to say after some time, even to whoever composes these Heavenletters, is Oh well.

Hi Gloria and friends!

Wonderful letter today..as always!! But so very needed in this time of global blessing, appearing to so many as suffering/tragedy. The cracks in the world are like the cracks in the global egg as it hatches out into new life! As the massive tectonic plates move, so we are moved to reconnect with our hearts. We awaken from our loveless sleep into the realisation that it is OUR hearts which make the difference. Time for humanity to allow the removal of the old limits, to break through the hard shell of our defences, which keep out life and love and apparently separate us from one another! The ego-shell has served it's purpose, and must now fall away as the new age of Humanunited is birthed! There is no 'death' as such, just continual process. Always a begoing - a wave of those whose time is complete here, and a becoming - a wave of those whose time is just beginning. Let us treat each moment, each One as precious and take no-one and thing for granted. Our gratutude for the gift of our present will transform our experience!

Thankyou Gloria!

much love
Marigold :) x x x

Dearest Gloria, thankyou!

I went to the park to restore my spirit with the trees the day the quake first broke in Japan, and found a pen at my feet on the grass. On picking it up, I found it was a very nice Japanese brush pen! As someone who is moving into my messengership (!) as a writer, I wondered at the synchronicity.
Yesterday I remembered a young Japanese student who I met last autumn, practicing his trombone playing in another park, and made a note to sent him a goodwill e mail today although we haven't been in contact recently and I have no idea of his welfare or whereabouts.

I feel very blessed to have found Heavenletters. Heavenletters reassure me about the words which come through me as I sit to write freely everyday, or ask the questions which trouble my heart or inspire my mind. I created my e mail password some 15 (?)years ago with our first pc. It stands for "Marigold's conversations with god " At the time, I had no idea of the path I would be treading today - and I know I am barely started!

a big hug to you
Marigold :)

Another brilliant loving message addressing our seeming world of suffering past and present. God here tries to lovingly tell us that we are just a theater of free will actors on a stage, in say, God's theater, or maybe "playground" is better. I love that the message said, "it's ALL a blessing, therefore some that do not appear to be, must be a blessing in disquise. That things in motion are best left in motion" ...though we on our level of consciousness yet cannot understand why. All is blessing. All is love. I can trust this.
Twojays

It makes no difference what you call it; if it hurts your senses you will call it suffering.

I held men in my arms in the WWII as they took that final step up the Golden Ladder into their real, final destination.

It felt and seemed like suffering to their limited earth senses. As their spirit eyes opened to the glory they had left but a short few years before, they did not gasp in wonder, or roll their eyes in unbelief, they simply were what they always knew it would be like to be HOME.

We can only see from where we are and we can only be what we have become in our world walk or dance down the yellow brick road. We smile to the Ones holding us and laughingly say: "Yup, we're not in Kansas any more." Love does that sort of thing. Read the Heaven Letters, they will tell you how to think in order to become what you are.

George

You say: I ask you not to suffer. This must mean, at some level, my choice or my acquiescence is involved in my suffering. My logical mind tells me that if You ask me not to suffer, I must be capable of complying, or not complying. You also say: Suffering is an affliction you put on top of certain events. What I am hearing is You pointing to where my suffering comes from. It must be the meaning I have learned to attach to events; it must be my doing. I know my suffering is not consciously chosen, and it is not exactly clear to me how I am such an active participant, but what I am clearly hearing is that it is somehow within the realm of my control. I know that whenever I am suffering it has been an easy thing for me to point to an external cause. When I find myself in the midst of suffering, maybe I need to take a couple of steps back and look for the missing ingredient that so quickly transforms certain events into my suffering. Is what You have called illusion part of this mystery? I know You will help, You always do. Thank You.

Amen.