When There Is Love in Your Heart

God said:

When there is love in your heart, you truly are not thinking about yourself. That is what love is. You have tenderness for a seeming another. You can't think two thoughts in your head at one time. When you are thinking of another, by necessity, you aren't thinking of yourself.

This is a very good thing, don't you think, to have another uppermost in your mind and heart? Everyone on Earth longs for this. You long for someone else to love with all your heart and to think about. How wonderful even to tend another's garden. How wonderful to think of someone else rather than yourself.

It gets a little wearing, doesn't it, to always be thinking of yourself? What you want for breakfast, and what life didn't give to you that you are sure it should have given. What, what, what.

When you love and have thoughts for another's happiness, you are coming from fullness. When thoughts of yourself are uppermost in your mind, odds are you are coming from a presumption of lack, a presumption of being short-changed. Trade in such thoughts for fullness. Loving yourself and thinking about yourself get to be self-propagating and draining. Yes, My children need a change in focus every now and then or often.

This is a virtue of work as well. It takes your mind off yourself. And if you love your work, you are a king in the world, blessed more than twice.

And this is the virtue of having children. They expand your world. This is on the agenda of life, for the children to be born, and the children to raise you.

So, beloveds, instead of thinking about what you are missing, haven't had, should have had etc., think of what would give happiness to another. Even when there are those you don't feel great love for, what could you do that would lift their happiness level?

You are a lever. A lever works in every situation. Levers don't have specialties. Levers lift up. They get underneath and lift up. A lever is not a plier, for pliers grasp and hold on. This is why I say you are a lever. You are also a lover, beloveds. You are one who loves. Love abundantly. Love in every situation. The more you love, the more you love. Try it.

Pretend you are in a fairy tale, and I am the King whose daughter you want to marry. I tell you that the first thing you see, you must give love to. If you see a gate, a dog, a beggar, a street cleaner, or a princess, whichever comes first, you are to give love to. Let love with your heart rise to your eyes, beloveds. Acknowledge to yourself the love you have for a gate whatever its appearance may be. And the same for the dog, beggar, street cleaner, and princess. Maybe you can shine love on all five. Why not? You may be particular, but love is all-embracing.

Maybe you can appreciate the ground under your feet that carries you to your beloved. Maybe you can appreciate the taxi driver. Maybe you can appreciate your shoes. Maybe you can appreciate even the stranger who bumps into you in his hurry to meet his wife.

What is love but appreciation, beloveds? What is love but gratitude for the opportunity to love? Love is mighty. Love makes the object of love mighty. Love makes others the kings or queens. Love makes happiness for all in its vicinity, and for all not in its vicinity.

Love is noticing what is, beloveds, and love is, and love is all.

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When there is love in your heart

When there is love in your heart, you truly are not thinking about yourself. That is what love is.

Does thinking about myself indicate there is lack of love in my heart? Is my heart loveless to the degree I'm thinking about myself? The answer, I'm afraid, is yes. It looks like an almost mathematical relationship of inverse proportionality. Or we could say, they are mutually exclusive. When you love, you don't think about yourself. That is what love is.

Knowing how good it is to be rid of thoughts about myself for a while and even for the shortest momen, it's a mystery why I don't go there more often. Yes, lack. Isn't it strange that this sense of lack which makes my thoughts revolve around myself, my breakfast, my wants, my needs, my plans almost all the time, can be so deeply ingrained that it displaces my deepest desire which, since it does not have a name, we say is for God or Love or Oneness?

Can I choose to stop thinking about myself? Well, all I know is that this choosing bristles with thoughts about myself the way a magnet does with iron filings.Trying to purposefully forget myself is chock-full of thinking about myself. Catch-22.

There seems to be but one useful thought, saying that everything, everything, pales against that one thing I have no satisfying name for; that nothing else is of any real importance, nothing. A faint and strangely exhilarating sense of the irrelevance of all thinking about myself seems to issue from this thought, an inkling of how good it will be when thinking about myself finally ends. The proof is in the view from my study window this very moment of no lack and no need, snow softly falling, nothing else.

Jochen, here is something I

Jochen, here is something I have been practicing lately. When trapped in my self and able to catch myself there, I have been visualizing God as an intense concentration of energy in my heart, perhaps something like a nuclear reactor core or an arc welder or a piece of the sun.

It is so intense that nothing else is able to exist along side it, including thoughts of desire, anger, fear, or whatever tape loop is playing at that particular time. As long as I can remember to maintain the realization of what God says is there all the time anyway, wayward thoughts are removed in an instant.

However I do seem able to jump back out to where I can safely watch the process from the outside. It looks like a kerosene lamp which has been turned up too high and lined the inner surface of the chimney with soot. I would like to think that the intensity of the flame could vaporize that soot like a self cleaning oven but so far it has been stubbornly resistant.

My solution to this is to jump back into the middle of my heart like one of those friends of Daniel in the fiery furnace. None of this seems to be permanent but it does seem to offer relief while I think to stay there. Maybe if I do it often enough it will become a habit. In any case it seems to be preferable to lying awake for hours in the middle of the night watching old movies of my life I've watched too many times before.

This could be a useful idea

This could be a useful idea for others as well, Charles. My sleep, thank God, is very sound, and whatever "tape loops" and "movies" there are tend to be more, how to say, more abstract, not laden with compelling images that won't let me sleep. Perhaps for the same reason, I'm not much of a visualizer, but the way you are telling about your experince, I can feel some of it. Whatever works for any of us is wonderful, and when it comes naturally, unforced, we are truly blessed. Perhaps it's best to let soot be soot and not mind. So many things look a bit sooty from the outside, only from the outside.

It is about little and insignificant things ....

God says, we need to replace our thoughts about ourselves; we cannot get rid of them without replacing them, at the same time.

With kind and loving thoughts and acts - little and insignificant ones -, we are doing God's work; we are expanding our world for God, which is the purpose of our coming on earth.

Acts of kindness towards Us, towards God. Are we kind enough towards ourselves? Can we find some more kind thoughts about ourselves? Are we as eager, as children of 4, 5 years are, to find kind acts towards their mothers and fathers, to find loving thoughts about ourselves? We have a built-in desire, to be kind towards ourselves. So, what we search for, we will find.

"With every act of kindness, you are divesting yourself of thinking too much about yourself. Thinking too much about yourself is separateness. Separateness is selfishness, and with every selfish thought, you separate yourself further. You cannot just shovel self-centeredness away. You have to replace it. Replace it with other thoughts, like: "What can I do for God?" That will inevitably lead you to doing something that takes you out of yourself. When you expand your world for Me, you expand your goodness to mankind." - -

"Your life is made up of little things, not the big things as you have thought. You may well have mixed up what is little and what is big. Much of what you have thought of as big was only little. Many of the opportunities you saw as little and insignificant were big."

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In love,
Theophil

Great quotations, Theophil!

Great quotations, Theophil! And thanks for introducing the idea of replacement here. It begins with our readiness to replace self-centeredness; and my impression is that it will end with our being replaced. Every inch we budge fills with – well, the opposite of separateness.

God comes in

Of course, at every inch I budge, I come to see how much was covered up by my so-called individuality and wishes derived from smallness and short vision. God comes in, as it were; in fact, God was always there, we know, and I did not notice Our Oneness behind, among, beneath and through my feelings of lack and self-centeredness. Oneness reveals itself, and asks me to expand my world more "for God" - for God and Me - and "to expand my goodness to mankind". Furthermore, I desire, to expand my goodness to mankind - this has become my joy and Our joy. I forget my selfish past - what was it? when was it? who was I, seemingly and in pretense? Would I keep unpleasant dreams? And the more pleasant ones - what are they next to Our joy of Oneness?

Who would not choose joy over thinking about themselves?

Theophil

my breakfast

There are two signposts in this letter pointing me towards another signpost reporting "you are on the right way". It would seem that I don't need "to take my mind off myself" nor "to expand my world".
Apart from this self- encouragement, I confess I don't think too much about myself, but for egoistic reasons: it is too boring. Though I may be still over-thinking about my breakfast.
"Love is noticing what is..."
This is definitely my lucky day.

Lovely comment, dear one.

Lovely comment, dear one. May all your days be lucky ones. And "too boring" is a very good point.

Still I wonder: Is not not every displeasure, however small and fleeting or big and lasting, a thought of myself? Not having myself in mind, what dissatisfaction, what annoyance, what "Wrong!" could there be, what judgment? Preference, yes, but not judgment.

Thinking about myself, I suspect, entails more than just pursuing thoughts about this person – which is indeed boring. Thinking about myself means coming from preoccupation with myself always and in all situations. Coming from there, I assess, I grade, I judge all the time, creating emotions that lock me into my self-preoccupation even further. Not coming from there, everything is simply what it is, leaving me free and mum or perhaps purring with my cat.

Freedom, love, fulfillment, happiness, Paradise, Heaven, Oneness, God "are" felt reality when I'm not particularly important any more. Nothing in the way of doing leads there, I believe. Some day I start noticing a strange sweetness – within or without, I don't know. It is the no-path toward which all paths are leading and into which they disappear. Everything starts to fade then, most of all I. I find I long to disappear as that separate entity, and to reappear as I don't care what.

Yes, Jochen, displeasure and

Yes, Jochen, displeasure and preoccupation are thoughts of myself. I have come to the point where I am hardly displeased and not for long, when it happens, and I worry almost about nothing. This is not because I have learned some efficacious technique, but because...I don't know how to say...I am magnetized by something else, I could hardly say what. It is as if I live with my nose up trying to catch something, somewhere. You will realize that I cannot always see what there is in my cup of "cappuccino", though I do my best to drink it properly hot and creamy and never past eleven a.m.

cappuccino

11 a.m.? Is this about not ruining your after lunch nap?

However, the posture you describe seems ideal for gargling at 11 p.m.

Knowing what you mean,          

How nice, you artist! No,

How nice, you artist!
No, no, no Jochen, not to save my lunch nap. I know God says there are no rules, but I am telling you about one last dogma. Cappuccino in Italy is intended to be a drink fit only for breakfast, continental breakfast. You can have a late breakfast untill 11.00, but afterward, I would not dare...

Goodness, yes, and I even

Goodness, yes, and I even knew it's on page 3 of every single Italy guide available!

WHEN THERE IS LOVE IN YOUR HEART

GOOD MORNING, MAESTRO, GOD-CREATOR!! Thank you for this Heavenly Letter
today. Your reminder that when True Love fills our Hearts, we can only think of others
who need the Divine Love you have poured into our Hearts.

Today, I AM PRETENDING, ACTING "AS IF", BY YOUR GRACE, THAT I AM LIVING A FAIRY TALE LIFE! YES, A GRAND AND WONDERFUL KING OF LOVE HAS SAID HE
WANTS ME TO GIVE LOVE TO TH;E FIRST THING I SEE! YES,- WHY YES, THE
KING EVEN SAYS, "WHATEVER FIRST YOU SEE, YOU MUST GIVE LOVE TO.. IF IT IS
A GATE, A DOG , A STONE, THE STARS, - WHATEVER COMES FIRST I AM TO GIVE
LOVE AND LIGHT TO! IF I NOTICE A STREET SWEEPER, A TRUCK DRIVER, A TAXI
CAB DRIVER,, WHATEVER COMES FIRST, I MUST LET LOVE RISE TO MY EYES AND
FOR EXAMPLE, IF A GATE IS WHAT COMES FIRST- I REALIZE AND ACKNOWLEDGE
THE LOVE I HAVE IN MY HEART FOR THE GATE NO MATTER HOW WHAT ITS APPEARANCE MAY BE. LOVE ANYONE WHO MIGHT BUMP INTO YOU. WOW, LOVE
MAKES THE OBJECT OF LOVE MIGHTY! THANK YOU, MAESTRO, I CAN DO THIS!

Gloria shows us what God thinks of ALL

God's love is "all." Love is "ALL" for us during our earth hiatus. God help us see it by allowing our consciousness to embrace the many splendors of Love's essence.

George, sort of

You are most dear, George.

You are most dear, George. There is only one of you in the whole universe. Sort of George? Very definitely loving George.

Gloria talks about George

Gloria at this age my consciousness is always looking for the essence of God oozing love through a flower or the music of the ages. To me you have been both. Thanks

George

A beautiful phrase

Oh, I love this: "This is on the agenda of life, for the children to be born, and the children to raise you." I see many children in my line of work, and they never fail to raise me. I never thought of it this way, before reading this wonderful set of words.

Chuck brings life and love with each word

Chuck your words act on us the way yeast acted on the dough my mom mixed to make us bread or biscuits. Such fun to watch it raise and to see her little fat arms kneed it down.
The fact is you, Chuck Gebhart, raise us up to be more than we can be. Wow! Love

George

Everyone on Earth longs for this

This is a very good thing, don't you think, to have another uppermost in your mind and heart? Everyone on Earth longs for this. You long for someone else to love with all your heart and to think about. How wonderful even to tend another's garden. How wonderful to think of someone else rather than yourself.

And what a journey from more or less faking it, unsuccessfully trying to integrate it with self-thought, to the actual dawning of it.

Oh how Jochen shares

Jochen, in sharing your heart, you open ours;
In sharing your trip, you help us realize ours.
In sharing all your love filled words, you bring lively growth to ours.
For this gift, Jochen, we thank you.

George

A delightful surprise to

A delightful surprise to read the comments here. Suprise, because its unexpected to find more delight after reading the Heavenletter. But then God does say it just keeps getting better.

Both Charles and Theophil are sharing valid replacement/removal practices which are core teaching to many traditions. Consciously replacing or removing the dross to reveal the pure silver/gold. Jochen is clearly becoming friends with silence. Emilia is rising deeper and deeper into love. George is blissful. Mary is devoted. Gloria is the golden puppy that went diving in the ocean of love and emerges to spray us with this shower of love.

Love is noticing what is, beloveds, and love is, and love is all.

Can I choose to stop thinking about myself? Well, all I know is that this choosing bristles with thoughts about myself the way a magnet does with iron filings.

It looks like a kerosene lamp which has been turned up too high and lined the inner surface of the chimney with soot.

I am magnetized by something else, I could hardly say what.

I did not notice Our Oneness behind, among, beneath and through my feelings of lack and self-centeredness.

Wowed.

Santhan

"love is noticing what is..."

...and you noticed indeed!

Santhan just got me all sooty!

Actually Santhan just dragged the cloth of his awareness up through my soot filled chimney so that now my shine is brightened by his shiny love. Thanks sweet Santhan

George

1 Heavenletter Haiku for

1 Heavenletter Haiku for you

Hello Friends,

God said what what what
What would give happiness now
Noticing what is

Love, Light and Aloha!

Alohalight hits a nail just right

Karen you have a way of being our "IS."

It's your love that draws our notice! Thanks sweet one

George