A youtube comment on a comment
Isn't it odd that love can take so many forms in the shadowy images of imagined sorrow.
Some times it brushes against my consciousness like a half remembered child dream,
And then at other times it creeps unnoticed until, like a sunburst, my waking heart surrenders
to the lovely newness that hides in the forever just waiting to say: "You are loved, sweet one,
You are loved."
I saw it flutter, unfiltered by stress, as I watched a youtube showing the song of Dancing With God,
I whispered softly to God:
"You're stepping on my toes, You Big Oaf, Watch the way You move!"
HIS smile melted my stubborn heart and with weeping I jumped on HIS FOOT with a love
filled shout: "GOTCHA!" It echoed off the wall of eternity's mysteries.
HIS soft reply was: "Ok, you can Lead for a while."
What HE meant was that during my earth residency I could lead.
That's what got me here, walking among the living flowers while seeing the dark clouds
birthing rainbows of promises and hopes and bursting laughs from a baby as
a FATHER plants a brrrrr on a fat round tummy of his child of love.
Sleeping is such a wondrous invention. It hides those magic doorways to HIS many HEARTS.
His doorway with all the flowers has a pretty sign: "HEAVEN LETTERS" Gloria lives here.
"Drop in and rest a while, thousands answer the call of her love song."
George
How much Truth hidden in
How much Truth hidden in this beautiful comment of yours. It is like a poem describing life on Earth and our relationship to God. Thank you, George
Paula
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Safe in My arms you're only dreaming. -
Al sicuro tra le Mie braccia state solo sognando.
Love is the Answer.-Amore è la Risposta
Response to Paula
That my dream suddenly includes you, Paula< almost awakened me from my dream of being all alone.
Curious that we can feel alone in a world crowded with darling forms while filled with twisted ideas about words that try to teach us that they are the real rather than pointers at the real..
I live next to a Llama farm. Now and then I take them some leaves that they find tasty. When I drop the leaves before they get them in their pretty mouths, I point to the leaves on the ground. Wouldn't you know, they lick my pointing finger and never look at what my finger is pointing at, the tasty leaves. I think Jesus and Buddha etc. are but God's finger of love pointing to the real, which is each other so that we can learn to look into the cosmic mirror and see HIM laughing at us and loving us in all that we do but through our own eyes.. Thanks, honey. for your comment.
George
Now this is a tune I
Now this is a tune I hear!
Oceans of Love
That we both hear the same
That we both hear the same celestial Tune means that we dance to the same divine Fiddler!
Your comment made me happy
George
God's love song, beloved
God's love song, beloved George.
My thoughts about Gloria
Some times you smell like Roses and other times like lilies. Most often like HIM.
GEORGE
Dancing with God! I love
Dancing with God! I love this beautiful metaphor. God gives us the lead on Earth!
Reply to precious Heaven Admin.
WOW! a comment from Heaven Admin. What if Dancing with God really isn't a beautiful metaphor at all but Dancing with God is simply a way to describe our day by day life? I think that Dancing with God is hearing from you! Now, that a FACT. Love
George
Dearest George, your posting
Dearest George,
your posting and reply took my breath away, as all replies here. So beautiful, so sweet, so tender. Amazingly beautiful dear George, what a beautiful heart you are !
What tender blessing that you're here right now !
much love dear
Berit
Darling Berit:
Darling Berit:
How sweet to think that you think I am real. Honey, I just look like George, My heart is on loan from the Love Bank of Heaven and its DNA reflects my FATHER'S DNA. Come to think, so does yours. My mind draws from the Zero Point Field and hasn't a clue where any of this love talk comes from; it simply enjoys it. You delight me, whatever I am. Perhaps that's IT; i am.
George
That my dream suddenly
"That my dream suddenly includes you, Paula< almost awakened me from my dream of being all alone.
"Curious that we can feel alone in a world crowded with darling forms while filled with twisted ideas about words that try to teach us that they are the real rather than pointers at the real..
I live next to a Llama farm. Now and then I take them some leaves that they find tasty. When I drop the leaves before they get them in their pretty mouthes I point to the leaves on the ground. Wouldn't you know, they lick my pointing finger and never look at whet my finger is pointing at, the tasty leaves. Jesus and Buddha are but God's finger of love pointing to the real, which is each other so that we can learn to look into the cosmic mirror and see HIM laughing at us and loving us in all that we do but through our own eyes.. Thanks honey for your comment.
George
Dear George,
only now did I read your answer to my comment and it made me cry. Maybe because today I feel especially alone. I repeat your comment here because it's worth rereading. You are a splendid mirror where I like to watch myself.
Paula
Paula darling your comment
Paula darling
your comment about feeling alone gave me the sense that most people have that feeling of being all by themselves in a celestial palace where such a condition is impossible and yet so prevalent. Even sitting with my darling wife of 64 years we exchanged thoughts about the children or the TV or something coming down the road in the future I had a sense of being alone. Now at 83 and living alone I have a sense of aloneness in a slightly different mode or mood. Now I know that what i feel as "aloneness" is simply getting used to a NEW COUNTRY in my mind and consciousness.
Your words delight me Sweet One.
George