Godwriting is an experience of Oneness whether you are aware of this at the time or not.

I, God, AM the Author of that which comes to you and flows through you. You hear Me, sense Me, vibrate to Me at a level deeper than seeming ordinary everyday thought. Godwriting is an experience of Oneness.

The process of so-called ordinary thinking is no less a blessing or outright miracle than Godwriting is.

Godwriting appears as of itself. The purpose of your Godwriting isn’t for your personal experience of it. Godwriting is a service you give to Me.

Sometimes, as you Godwrite, you may feel like a drum majorette, strutting, twirling your baton, setting the timbre and the tone and the rhythm, marching in place with great zeal. I pick you up, and I hold you High.

Of course, Life is Life, and all Life, no matter how you may see it, is offered to you from on High. You perceive in varied ways. Your view of Life is your take on Life. Your take on Life includes the flavor of Godwriting as it appears to you.

In Godwriting, you may feel you are off to the races. Other times you may feel more like a horse pawing at the ground. Godwriting does not have to feel one way or another. You don’t have to feel exhilarated. You don’t even have to feel you are Godwriting! You are listening and writing down what I say as you hear it in the moment. Trust.

Only in retrospect may it sink into you that you must have been somewhere. You are a simple unquestioning stenographer who writes down what you hear. No matter how ordinary-seeming My Words or how astounding My Words you hear, My Dears, you are not the chooser of the Words I whisper to you. You note My Words in your Heart.

Your first experience of Godwriting or your thousandth, it is the same. Godwriters, My Words are made of Gold Dust. I take off with you in Golden Mist, and I bring you back.

At the non-time of Godwriting, you may or may not feel that you are being dispersed to the far corners of the Earth while you vacation in Heaven. You have long desired a respite from ordinary Life, and I give it to you. Within what may seem like a slower-coming forth Heavenletter, you are being pulled out from under the ordinary into the High Seas with Me as We ride the waves.

Every moment in Life is magical. I pick you up and take you off the beaten path with Me. Unbeknownst to you, We have already taken off and are up in the air before awareness dawns on you.

In order to Godwrite, your individual sensibilities get out of the way. The Joyousness of Godwriting doesn’t come from your mind. It comes from Our Silence. You sense My Thoughts coming from a different Land. We are Adventurers without a map or flashlight, yet with Natural Light so bright – you hardly know where your little self has gone! You are still here. Now you are mute, and you belong to a Greater Horizon.

Far from Earth, you are on a different keel. This is how it is and must be. You cannot measure what is happening in teaspoons or in revelations or in anything at all. When you Godwrite, pay no mind to your penmanship, typing, spelling, punctuation, for they are mundane, and you are out of this world. Through your Godwriting hands, I, God, sing. I hum. I croon. I start over. And then, after all your scrolls from your pen, comes the moment when I take your pen from your fingers to cease your tip-tapping on the keys, I return you to Earth although you have not been fully away from Earth.

I take you by My Hand, and I say to you:

“Today I took you on a special tour of Godwriting. We went around the block. Now, Godwriter, go outside and play in the world. We will sit down together again in Heaven tomorrow, or, if you are very very good, perhaps later again today!”