Where Heaven Lies

God said:

When you do not expect people to be logical, you will be less frustrated. Living as a Human Being is not conducive to logic. Logic comes from the past, and even while there is the tendency to use the past as your guide, logic is restrictive. And you are a Human Being who has free will. Of course, everyone seems to have a different definition of logical. Logical doesn’t always make sense.

A choice was logical last time, but the same choice another time is not. Logic as used in the world seems to be based on rolling waves and is not consistent within itself.

Free will saves you, however. Free will means you don’t have to be consistent and you don’t have to be logical. It means you are free to follow your heart. You are free to discover your heart.

The heart is unexplored territory. Explore it, your own true heart, the one that beats within your chest. It beats on its own to its own tempo. The heart knows when it is eased. It knows when it is fulfilled. Like Santa Claus in the song, your heart knows when you’ve been good or bad. It knows when you’ve listened to it and been true or untrue. What your heart feels makes all the difference in the world.

Your heart is not meant to struggle against life. Your heart is not meant for strife nor woe. Your heart is meant for happiness. Like a dog’s nose, your heart will lead you to what you are seeking.

It is not your mind that led you to Me. And it is not your mind that keeps you with Me. Your heart is far beyond intellect. We could say that intellect is the street sign, but the heart, the heart is the street itself.

The mind, like a sportscaster, gives commentary. But the heart is out there on the field, playing for all it is worth.

The heart knows everything. Your heart knows everything. Nothing is hidden from the heart. But plenty is hidden from the mind.

The heart can be satisfied whereas the intellect never is. The intellect is grasping while the heart sighs in abundance.

Going by your heart is not to mean indulgence. Indulgence is something else. Too often indulgence fends off the heart. It would avoid the inner knowing. Indulgence is like a dancing girl, enjoyable only for a little while, requiring another and yet another dancing girl.

Let your heart speak to you of love. Going by your heart does not mean soft-hearted. Soft-heartedness is often its own kind of indulgence. It’s a kind of mourning. Stay away from pity. Pity is not love. Come from love which sees a far vaster picture.

Come from love. The mind does not love. The mind thinks, or it frets and worries. It sends pangs to your heart. Pangs are not love. Pangs contract. Love expands. Let your heart expand in love.

Do not think it is foolish to love. To love is the greatest wisdom. Love and wisdom are the same. Wisdom does not mean logic. Wisdom comes from the heart. Unless it is love, it is not wisdom. Wisdom feels good to the heart. Know that wise and logical are two different things. Wisdom comes from a higher place. The heart is a higher place.

It is your heart that reaches to Heaven. The intellect cannot. The intellect stops at the door. Intellect cannot admit itself into Heaven because it cannot release its hold on thought.

Heaven, of course, is beyond thought. Your heart reaches to Heaven, right where you came from. Heaven-ness lies in your heart. Take it. It is yours.

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Once, during the 1790s...

Following one of those bouts of feeling unfairly treated by life, if you know what I mean, the Cosmic Heavenletter Generator led me here for immediate restoration. I read the ten Letters from #1790 to #1799, and I remembered what, in truth, I know whenever wayward thoughts don't get the better of me. I remembered the clear sense of Oneness I sometimes get, complete with a deep knowing of what "no time and space" and "no cause and effect" mean. I was remindet that, even if I don't feel loving, I can Imagine it lucidly enough to know that it's not possible for anything, anything at all, to be even slightly wrong or faulty or difficult when I love. When I love, what on earth could be less than perfect? When I love, what concern, nay, what thought about anything whatsoever could there be?

I don't want to say more myself. Let me just try to express my gratitude by quoting a few things I hope will deligt you as much as they delight me.
 
If there is no past and no karma, why persist in accounting for the present? Explanation is not the name of the game. If you have been playing Explanation, cease now. Do not explain your life away. Live instead. #1791

Free will means you don’t have to be consistent and you don’t have to be logical. It means you are free to follow your heart. You are free to discover your heart. #1794

As part of letting go of the concept of cause and effect, it is necessary to let go of your need to understand life and all its varied happenings. It is the intellect that wants to understand. The intellect wants to collect and sort and file and tie everything together nicely. Yet that is not living life. Life is not really the intellect’s business. It really is enough to know that everything is connected and interconnected and so connected that there is Oneness and therefore no puzzle to solve. #1795

Restoring your heart to awareness of Oneness is your assignment. Awayness from awareness of Oneness is a surface wound. It is like pressing your finger into water. Pull your finger out, and the water is as it was. The water isn’t wounded. #1797

If you strike a match on the emery of a match box, it will light. If you had not struck the match, would it have lighted? Was striking the match the cause? Was the cause that you wanted to strike it? Was the cause what the match is made of? Could the match have been struck and also not have ignited? Could the match also possibly combust without its being struck? All you know is that the match lit, or it did not. In any case, seeking the cause is not the best use of your time. #1792

It is not your mind that led you to Me. And it is not your mind that keeps you with Me. Your heart is far beyond intellect. We could say that intellect is the street sign, but the heart, the heart is the street itself.
The mind, like a sportscaster, gives commentary. But the heart is out there on the field, playing for all it is worth.
The heart knows everything. Your heart knows everything. Nothing is hidden from the heart. But plenty is hidden from the mind.
The heart can be satisfied whereas the intellect never is. The intellect is grasping while the heart sighs in abundance.
#1794

With Me, as with Eternity, there are no divisions. There is Oneness. It is not even that Oneness prevails, because what is there for it to prevail over? Oneness is what it is. Sense of Oneness is not looking at life with a telescope any more than it is looking at it with a microscope. There is no analysis when it comes to Oneness. Oneness is. Any analysis breaks the awareness of Oneness. Analysis and awareness are two different modes.
Yet to dwell on Oneness has its own value. You are on the scent of Oneness. You follow its trail. At some point, you will be more than on the trail. There will no longer be a trail. You will be on the spot! But, of course, there is no spot of Oneness anymore than there is a trail. You will be immersed in the Oneness you have so desperately sought. All the time it was yours, but you had to seek it. In the moment you ceased analysis, the moment you got past seeking awareness, you were there. The discovery was made!
#1795

Yes, the balance between doing and being on Earth is tricky. But never mind. Enter the field and trust in Me. This does not mean to lack faith in yourself, for, in the final analysis, you and I are One. So the active desiring part of you collaborates with the Silent part of you, and what We – I, you – desire comes true. #1793

Thank you,

Thank you, Jochen!

Love,
Paula
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Never think that you are I. Know that I am you. /HEAVEN #515)

Wow, Jochen! God's words,

Wow, Jochen! God's words, and your sharing them. Tremendous combination. I echo Paula.

when I love...

Exactly Jochen, "when I love...", when I stand in my truth, when I know I am complete, when I know who I am, when, beyond my mind, I will simply know...what on earth could then prevent my Happiness? Can you imagine a life in this awareness? I would play all the day and jump and sing and kiss and...no, I can't really imagine how it would be like.

Start imagining, beloved

Start imagining, beloved Emilia.

imagine

You clearly can, dearest Emilia, or mind wouldn't cut you off so hastily, telling you it's "just imagination" and too good to be true. At the very least, from even that aborted imagination you will know that displeasure never comes from anywhere out there. Mind may yet succeed to convince you otherwise. Let it, it means well. Say, "I know you. I want to be free, I will go where I need to go, you may discourage me or make me feel glum all you want."

A beginner myself, I have been working with this for months, not always successfully. But when I am, coming close to "play all day and jump an sing and kiss", that's usually when ego, using mind, strikes back with full fire power, engaging me in all kinds of brawls and other thoroughly frustrating situations or simply striking me, out of the blue, with black despondency. But very slowly ego is beginning to understand when some time later I say: "I know you." It will then, after days or weeks, reluctantly allow me to imagine love and joy and sweetest oneness again, usually becoming frightened at its own bravado. But it seems it is also becoming doubtful about playing it safe....a little curious.

ego's techniques

Would you know my ego's techniques for discouraging me? Usually, after meeting people or after waking up in the morning, my mind starts telling me that I have dreamed Heavenletters, that none of you exist, that I will switch on my computer and find nothing on the screen except for daily news ( that I abhor ), that I have been somewhere for too long and now I have to come back to the affairs of the world. I say "You, poor liar" and now I will follow with what you suggest!

Oh, that's a real bad one,

Oh, that's a real bad one, horrors. How inventive you are. Let's have a championship. I love you.