What If Innocence Took Over?

God said:

The inner chamber of your heart is a revelation unto itself. You hardly know the names of all that your heart contains. It would appear that you have put attention on not knowing, for once you knew the contents of your heart, you would be changed, and your life would change, and your perception of life and everything in it would change. You would be dumbfounded at the beauty within your heart, at the resources, at its proclivity to sensitivity and softness. You would deny the softness of your own heart. You would deny it for fear of what others would think, and you deny it for fear of what you would think. You tremble that you might fall apart, if all strictures to your full heart dispersed. What then would hold you up if you had no tight places in your heart?

What if you really let go of your heart and let it be what it has always wanted to be? What if you no longer had ligatures in your heart?

One of your greatest fears is that you would be a fool and thought of as a fool. If you wore your beautiful heart on your sleeve, if you let tenderness have its say, have its day, what might you do or say when your heart wore no armor? What boundaries would collapse, and what would you, boundless, be then? The thought makes you feel insecure. The actuality, however, would be a tremendous relief. You would heave a sigh, and be glad. In the interim, however, you are afraid to release the guards of your heart. They have been with you for a long time. They have been loyal companions. These loyal companions, beloveds, have held you back. Less than full expression of your heart is less than full expression.

What if your heart could rise to Heaven? What if your heart took off in any direction it chose? What if resolve left, and innocence took over? Without supervision, what would your heart do? What would it become? What would you become? You are afraid you would lose any semblance of yourself? Is this invented self really so precious to you? Does ego have to rule the roost forever?

What if you determined your own destiny? What if you did not sell yourself short? What if you made your soul captain of the fleet? What stream of love would overtake the world? What past of you would leave? Good riddance, beloveds, let the past recede. Open the back door, and let it out. We don’t care about old time’s sake. We care about Eternity. And Eternity is in this moment. This is the moment of moments. This is the moment you have been waiting for. Open your heart so you collect all the good I have stored for you in a cabinet of My heart. I have held it in safe-keeping for you. I know what is missing, even if you don’t.

An automatic account has been set up for you. Open your heart like a floodgate, and you will have all of the treasure that has been waiting for you. To whatever degree your heart opens will your treasure fill it up. Fill up the tank, beloveds. Let your heart have what it wants once and for all. Let your heart soar. Let it take off like the champion it is. Don’t worry, it won’t leave you behind. It will take you with it. It will lead as it always has wanted to, as you have always wanted. Come now, be less at attention. Just receive your treasure. Certainly, it has been waiting long enough, and so have I.

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Beautiful Soul Great message

Beautiful Soul
Great message it is from real heart to heart to whom living thinking only that time is money and when they reached to thier road end , they will find the only thing
to do is to suicide, always , it is our choice to live in mesiiy or to be happy and
also we can say .What if ;

What if the sun does not set today,
And there would be no darkness of night
.
What if the clouds disappear forever from the sky,
And our lives are filled with bright sunny days

What if the long journey to see our destiny ends up in fraction of seconds,
And there be no fear of returning back

What if our dear ones always come to our expectations,
And our heart is saved from being hurt.

What if our eyes always shine with happiness,
And the tears disappear forever

What if i would have known from the start that the things won't be same always,
And i won't have felt the pains of separation now
shebl farag Egypt

Beautiful! Just what I

Beautiful! Just what I needed to read at this very moment! I can hear those rusty hinges on the door of my heart beginning to creak.

2 Heavenletter Haikus for

2 Heavenletter Haikus for you

Hello Friends,

God said if you knew
The beauty within your heart
Everything would change

God said let your heart
Collect all the good moments
Receive your treasure

Love, Light and Aloha!

Way beautiful beyond a billion words...

What if you really let go of your heart and let it be what it has always wanted to be? What if you no longer had ligatures in your heart?

This HL is so beautiful...beyond anything human. And yet it is the human vessel that these divine words were poured into. Do we dare receive them?

And yet...How can our soul deny them?

Enjoy them! Jim.

Good riddance!

It's quite noticeable when Jim is less present for a few days. What you notice is that you get a little restless, and it's only when his comments and spectacular Heavenletter finds increase in number again that you know why. Thanks for this one, dear friend.

It is indeed very beautiful, as Jim says. It's really divine and quite beyond what we usually hear ourselves or other humans say. But the very fact that it touches us so deeply also makes it very human (as Jim knows, of course). For what could be more human than wanting to be exactly as we are, without add-ons and, worse, cutbacks? What you ultimately desire is be yourself.(#392)

Yes, and as this present Heavenletter points out, it's also the most fearful thing at least for some of us, myself for example. I have known for quite a while that this is the central question of my life, perhaps even the only one: Without supervision, what would your heart do? Certainly things that make me look foolish. Certainly things that will render me (still) less effective in practical areas like earning money. Certainly things that will earn me a lot of criticism, even from myself. I wouldn't know what I'm doing any more ..... I wouldn't know what I'm saying any more ..... I wouldn't know who or where I am any more. (Okay, God says I never did, but at least I felt I did.)

Does any of this matter? N-n-no. Then what on earth makes you sit there brooding? I don't know. It's crazy, isn't it. Well, fear, of course. But you can't afford to let fear deter you any longer, can you? No, I can't. So?
 

                                    dumbfounded at the beauty
        fool                                                           tight places in your heart
 
                    let tenderness have its say
                                                                                                         no armor?
boundless
                                  insecure                                         tremendous relief
 
            any direction it chose?
                                                             lose any semblance of yourself?
 
    the moment of moments
  
                                                                                                all the good
                                                   like a floodgate

Yes, yes, thank God for Jim

Yes, yes, thank God for Jim and everyone who posts here as a dimension of our One Self.

Jochen, How Funny!!

Oh, Jochen...This is great!! A literal literary artist without ligatures you are!
Bonnie

An automatic account

To whatever degree your heart opens
will your treasure fill it up.

What a strange, strange, strange sentence. No, the strange thing is that I need more than this one sentence. That I make life a workshop where I imagine I have to work on myself and a host of things all the time, removing rusty and worn-out parts to replace them with shiny new ones and adding more refined technology to make myself compatible with the next generation of "environmental" standards. What a hopeless doing addict!

There is a doing that is joy and there is a doing for so-called good reasons. Is there a doing for good reasons other than joy? There isn't. All doing for reasons other than joy is a doing that comes from a feeling of something being wrong, first of all wrong with myself. It will never accomplish anything really worth having. A heart not supervised will.

So where is the problem? Why am I doing this to myself, this supervision? And if that's a silly question (I'm almost certain it is), how can I end it, how can I stop blocking my automatic account?

Put differently: What is innocence?

Dearest Heaven Admin, When I

Dearest Heaven Admin,

When I use the block quote function, in the preview the quotation appears in italics and has this nice reddish brown color, but in the final post it's plain type again. Can this be helped?

Thank you for taking care of so so many things in the background!

What german calvinist you

What german calvinist you are Jochen! What is innocence? It is being like a child, I suppose. A child explores life through play, he lives in wonder, every day is fresh and full of discoveries, he trusts his parents will provide for him, he believes in magic and is malleable. I do believe that Heaven is open for children. And I believe that under our disguise of a "clever" man or woman, our true nature is that of a child. We never grow up in our core, but we fear to show our true identity. Supervisions is control, but control, which is a byproduct of fear, is illusion because life happens regardless of our skills. But that you already know. When you will become very very tired, you will release your hold.

You live and learn. I never

You live and learn. I never thought of myself as being a Calvinist, sweet Emilia. I think I don't even clearly remember what a Calvinist is. Perhaps someone wo asks funny questions. I'd much rather be no one than a Calvinist or anything, but perhaps being no one is really more fun when you are someone at the same time.

I should have mentioned that "What is innocence?" is really a rhetorical question. Well, almost. I really want to know, but from within. Concepts and definitions can help sometimes in that they point to something. Mostly they don't. Or after some time they don't. I fell in love with what God calls "leaning". Leaning is not about understanding and not about getting somewhere. As far as I can see, it works like this: Something God says touches you deeply, and all you do is stay in the vibration of it, perhaps speak it, and lean toward or into it. I ask, "What is innocence?" to remind myself to simply lean there and not want to know. As you said, "our true nature is that of a child". So what we are looking for is there anyway. Understanding it neither adds to it nor does it make us enter it. Leaning does. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to clarify this a little further for myself.