All the Imagined Creation

God said:

Wherever your body happens to be, you are with Me. Be you flying on a jet or flying to the moon or diving deep into ocean waters or lost on a mountain climb, whether you have moved from one house to another, or moved to another land, or sleep on a park bench or sit in a tree, you are with Me. This is our Holy Alliance. This is how it is. No matter what, We are together. How can that be, yet it is.

We can look at it this way: There is One Soul. Vagary thoughts sprout, one to another. I, Who am the Source, stay the Source. I never depart. It is so wonderful to be Me. Why or how could I depart?

Thoughts arose from the Solid Truth. One thought led to another. We could say that the thoughts thought wandered off on their own. Fantastically naïve, the wayward thoughts thought they were singular, independent of the other thoughts that wandered around, even independent of their Creator, out there on a string all on their own. They didn’t know how they got to the place they found themselves in. They didn’t know what to make of it, and so they thought they were the All, and yet the wayward thoughts were really imagined departures from truly the Source of All. The wayward thoughts who had bodies formed and so forth forgot their true nature. They forgot where they really were – with Me, of course – they also forget that they were My original thought. They piggy-backed My thoughts and ran off with them as if there were a separation, as if Thou and I actually existed as separate rather than the true state of affairs which is that We are One, not One Alone, but One in love with all the imagined Creation that they thought had more or less been foisted on them.

Did I create this imagined you, or did you create the imagined you? I would say, “Both.” I created the possibility of Human Beings, and you ran off with the idea. “Yahoo,” you said to your imagined self, “Yahoo, I am me and not anybody else.” This idea thrilled you, and it dismayed you.

Of course, from the point of view of seeming Earth, you are you and not anybody else. That is as far as you who ran off with the thought of yourself can get your head around. You who declared an independence of sorts are not quite sure about Me or even that I am. This is, of course, ludicrous, because I AM the Great I AM, and you run around the circumference from where you came and where you still are. You objectified yourself and got off the subject of yourself. Your intellect took over, and the whole world believed as you, except for a glimpse now and then of the True State of Affairs.

You are not capable of leaving Me, your very Source. What you have done is identify with fiction, fiction sometimes, from your point of view, wonderful and, other times, too awful to contemplate. As I said, you can’t quite get your head around the idea that We, you and I, are One, and, yet, even so, you can’t altogether toss the idea away. It comes back to haunt you, as it were. The thought of Our Oneness is like a siren that tempts you. Sirens wouldn’t let Ulysses leave to go back to his wife and rightful home. In Our case, the siren is Truth that won’t let you quite leave all the beauty and majesty of your Rightful Home.

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That is the most amazing

That is the most amazing Heaven Letter I have ever received, and you can't begin to comprehend the impact of that statement... on the other hand, maybe You can!

Dear Adam, thank you. I am

Dear Adam, thank you. I am so immersed in Heavenletters that sometimes it takes a comment like yours to remind me of how wonderful God's words are. I don't exactly take them for granted, yet I am spoiled.

yes... maybe You can! We

yes... maybe You can! We can start doing the most ordinary work in an most perfect state of mind and get renewed inside.

There is only One Soul. And

There is only One Soul.

And that's all, every one of us is but a magnificent piece of the One.
Blessings

How many times we need to be

How many times we need to be reminded of this! Thank you.

Whoa

Who writes this stuff?
It's breathing and beautiful and insightful beyond words.

;)

Tell us more about you,

Tell us more about you, Gary.

I know who types this stuff. And she is in the same boat as you!

Gary wants to know the author?

Precious Gary this is what you wrote to ask who wrote what was written by the very hands who wrote what you wrote. Deal with this love.

George

George dear, you are

George dear,
you are amazing. I can't quite find the words, but, I percieve/feel you like being ever more and more and more shining eternal love and wisdom on us all.
love you to be here ! thank you dear.
Berit

Berit's words make me sing!

My heart goes "gulp!" my mind says: "Perhaps she'll say some more precious stuff!"

George

dearest Gary, stay close to

dearest Gary,

stay close to Heavenletters and let God whisper His boundless love into your beautiful heart.

I really hope to read many more posts from you dear.
much love
Berit

It is so wonderful to be Me.

It is so wonderful to be Me. This is the sentence I love in this Heavenletter, probably a template to be used by all the wayward thoughts, something on which to form their own appraisal of themselves – eventually.

The rest I find thoroughly confusing, an explanation that makes no sense to me. Which isn't a bad thing, of course, just a little unsatisfactory for the nonce.

ALL THE IMAGINED CREATION

DEAREST MAESTRO, TENDERLY LOVING GOD-CREATOR, A GOD OF LITERAL FIRE OF GREAT PASSION AND GRACE IS YOU,

Naturally you do a magnificent job describing what we've done with THE HOLY INSTANT OF CREATION. We were conceived

in the Flame of Your Heart, I seem to remember. Your Love is like a FLAME that's the actual and true PURITY OF YOUR DIVINE

HEART'S LOVING INTENT. I now seem to realize that Your Intent to conceive of the idea of human beings really had YOUR SACRED

HEART'S PURITY WITHIN IT. Because you said, "They will forget who They are, Their magnificence, but They will, along their Earthly

journey begin to recall the incredible sweetness and innocence of HEAVEN. That, however, we have not done, but somehow now at the

last moments in this world of time that we've been experiencing - we are catching a glimpse of what we are! OH, there's still SO

MUCH to remember and learn. I CAN ONLY SAY YOUR DIVINE AND INFINITE PATIENCE IS WHAT SAVES US IN THE END.

WE ACKNOWLEDGE TRULY THAT YOU ARE IN YOUR HEART'S PURITY OF INTENT - POWERFUL AND LOVABLE INDEED!!

Wherever your body happens

Wherever your body happens to be, you are with Me.
...
This is our Holy Alliance. This is how it is.

much much love
Berit

Berit shines so bright!

Berit know how precious she is to God!

George

Hey! Someone blowing my siren!

I ran to the door of my heart to look out. There it was, the truck of Life rushing to put out the fire of thinking I'm real! What you think you are creates the form to prove you are right but the Truck of Truth squirts you with love until you discover who and what you are.

George loves drying off.

George dear, starting the

George dear,
starting the day with your words is beyond my wildest dreams, such a powerful, powerful and loving reminder !
much love dear
Berit

 

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