«I would like to say that perception is everything»

Why does God say "I would like to say" instead of "I say that perception is everything"?
Certainly because God knows that He has a different perception from ours. He perceives everything as One while we can perceive only from a separated and self-concern point of view. Perception is everything but we don't perceive the "everything" of our perception.

Let us consider pain, disease, suffering and death. Is there a way of perceiving the "everything" of them?
From a subjective, personal perspective, certainly not. Because they all amount to a curious "everything" which also bears the name of FEAR.

Isn't the illusory essence of fear the absence of God? Doesn't fear appear immediately when we remove God from our consciousness? So isn't fear the absence or lost of POWER?

Then we understand that all the BAD, the WRONG, the UNWANTED, the INEVITABLE are inversely proportional to the "conscious intaking" of God's Love and Breath. We are not on Earth only to enjoy everything that is possible and in all possible ways. We are here to raise our human condition to the level of a divine condition. We are here to reveal our divine inner light in the physical world.

In that sense, suffering and death are just reminders that even if we were born on this Earth, we are not from this Earth. In the pure physiological world, pain is a defense mechanism that the body uses to warn us that something is going wrong. If we did not have those sensors that warn us of a danger, we would probably walk through a house in flames and wouldn't even realize the danger. Even death itself is a defense mechanism of our consciousness reminding us that on Earth we are only travellers.

Yes, we can live moments of Eternity in our daily life. For that we have to set our intention to reflect God's perception, which, indeed, is everything.

I have sometimes noticed over the last months that God tends to stress the active, "creative" aspect of perception more and more, supplementing the etymology-based meaning of taking something in. This Heavenletter makes it quite clear why this is so. Perception informed by judgements or preconceived notions of any kind, positive or negative, will present us a corresponding world. Then should we not reasonably expect God to recommend a positive biasing of our perception? Well, He does not. And although, like everyone else I know, I sometimes can't help desiring a bit of what is called "positive manifestation" today, I'm beginning to really appreciate God's way of simply living life without any tinkering at all.
 
If you could live this moment of Eternity, live it without thoughts of life, without fear of life, without resistance to it, you would be on top of the world. […] If only you would forestall judgment about life, you would enjoy it more. If you would absent yourself from thoughts such as: “This is great,” or, “This is awful,” life would just be what it is as this very moment. You would live it.
 
How free that feels to just live it without trying to somehow make it work or to revamp it. How wonderful to completely refrain from making comments, to throw all prescriptions overboard and simply enjoy. Are there to-dos for a child of God? Just one. Don't allow your thinking to separate you – by "Wow!" or "Aw!" – from what is, from You, from Me.

But what an abyss it seems to be to refrain from doing anything about life. Would it not turn into chaos in no time at all? I can name sixty things in sixty seconds that will go terribly wrong if I don't take care of them.

I tend to agree, dear mind. But we both know that trust is the only worthwhile challenge there is and that we, you and I, will accept it anyway sooner or later.

dear God heavenley father,
i understan what you tell os your messeges today,
it realey deepley you give to os mean of life,
life for me it like dress you give to os, and am thank for,
i know som people complein about life, and also i understan them,
if the dont understand you it that i have to work for to give them understan,
what life mean,,, yes realey so much struggle wourey life of earth,
not realey much people to understan about dress of life,,
i am also happy all this pass of year people begein to know
about you and life, i have to begein a work to the old people ages 90,years old
i have to love my work and resirve them and make them injoy thers life,
thank for all theday God father,

DEAREST MAESTRO, GOD-CREATOR, LOVER OF ALL THAT IS,

I really don't have much of a comment to place here except to say that those things that have seem to have the power to ruin one's day

also have the power to be teaching moments, and so we say with childlike trust - "How can I see this anew?" for example, to the rain that

seems like a wet blanket falling on some exciting event, and truly a sort of gratitude for the rain is the only way to see anew, and to

smile.

You are privileged to be alive. You are privileged to experience life in all its colors and nuances, and you are privileged to make all your experiences worthwhile.

I think I'll stay with this thought...

much much love
Berit

It seems to me that life is not a right, nor is it a privilege but perhaps a way that the Universe, as God, has a dress rehearsal for the final scene of an epic He's got in mind. Being in a bit of a struggle these days I tend to think in wandering ways, so forgive me my trespassing thoughts.

George

"Privilege" is one of the words that, for me, have a strange "distancing" or dualistic quality which makes me feel rather uneasy. More uneasy, in fact, than I like to acknowledge. Aspiring to oneness because I feel it as the truth at the bottom of my heart, I don't understand a word like privilege. In the human world, privilege appears to be part of the realm of ego where everything is about getting and granting. Or perhaps it is exactly the orher way around and aspiring to oneness is ego. Or this strange allergy to everything that implies otherness, different levels, different entities, is ego. Is my sense of oneness just that mythic country road that I hope will take me home? Sometimes it looks as if love is a bath tub. Sometimes it looks as if God is really no more than Santa Claus.

Wow! What a wonderful Heavenletter and what wonderful comments!

I want to share a story that involves about thirty minutes of my life that this letter shines a bright light on for me. It was many years ago when I was learning to fly at an airport near Witchita Falls, Texas. I was taking off, alone, on a solo flight headed for an airport in Oklahoma. I was wearing hard contact lenses which I was to later find out had become badly scratched and which began to cause my eyes to start leaking tears and ache. On my climb out from the runway, I had to turn my Cessna 150 towards the setting sun and my eyes suddenly felt like acid had splashed into them! I couldn’t see, I was almost totally blind! I couldn’t even see my instruments and controls, the world outside my cockpit looked like a collage of dark and light splotches with nothing identifiable. I managed to find the microphone to my radio and give the control tower a mayday distress call, and then the cord from my microphone pulled free and I no longer could even talk to them!

All I knew to do was to begin to turn back to where I thought the runway should be, try to guess how steep of a bank and how long to make it, and try to keep the airplane in the air without stalling or flying it into the ground. I functioned on impulses, vague impressions, guesses, muscle memory of where vital controls were located, and intuitive flashes of what I thought might be true. When it felt right, I cut the power and prayed the runway would be below me. When my wheels first bounced onto solid ground, I could feel they had hit gravel rather than runway asphalt. As my plane’s bouncing quit and the brakes that I slammed on finally stopped the plane, I cut the engine, climbed out and found I was five feet short of a metal fence. I had landed on the very last few feet of the overrun at the end of the runway! Yes, flying blind can be unsettling; it was many hours before I finally calmed down.

I had gotten myself into a circumstance where I was absolutely forced to rely on impulse and intuition. I didn’t appreciate this experience as anything but a lucky break back then, but this letter makes me feel it held an important lesson for me. I can see now that I am truly blind as to what my future will bring. My accumulated beliefs, and the expectations they give rise to, are what I need to let go of if I understand the lesson of this letter about spiritual blindness correctly. It is all about trust. It is about trusting that the entire universe was created by a loving Being, that it is all divinely purposed, and we are all given everything we need, and more, without any requirement that we earn it. Ignoring our worrisome expectations and plunging ahead trusting in the beneficence of God is the antidote to our fears and worries. It seems to be rarely an all or none process, we seem to usually be learning by baby steps.

Much beauty, love and peace to all…….Chuck

What you can be certain of is that life is life, and it will lead you to greater understanding of life itself and who you seem to be and what you are made of.
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If you could live this moment of Eternity, live it without thoughts of life, without fear of life, without resistance to it, you would be on top of the world.
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If you hoe in the garden under the sun, and wipe your brow and say in a heavy tone, “This is hard work,” odds are you will feel tired and perhaps overburdened. If you hoe in the garden, and wipe your brow, and say, “This is hard work, but, boy, do I love it,” the odds are you will feel energized. If you hoe in the garden and wipe your brow and say, “Boy, do I love working in the garden,” it is certain that you will feel energized. The same hoe, the same soil, the same sun, and you are tired, energized, or very enlivened.
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You may be required to drive your car on one side of the street or another, and yet you can enjoy the ride. You can enjoy the ride on a dead end street. You can enjoy the ride on a rocky road. You can get stuck in the snow or the mud, and that can spoil your day, or it can make your day fun.
 
I think we never had so many comments under one Heavenletter, 44 so far!