Gloria to God:

Dear God, I was talking to someone yesterday who said to me something like: "You have God. What do you need to meditate for now? The purpose was to get you to God, wasn't it?"

You know, I think I never particularly have thought of why I meditate beyond that it makes me feel good and I want to!

I have not missed a meditation since I started twenty-six years ago. I cannot imagine that I would ever want to.

Once, when a Godwriting from You went on for three straight hours, I did ask You if it would be all right for me to shorten my meditation, and you said, "No."

So, I know You favor meditation; certainly you favor it for me.

I wonder if there is more to meditating than getting to You, though that would certainly seem to be enough!

God:

Dear Gloria, meditating is another way of knowing Me. That is the answer.

But I will say more.

There are many profits to easy effortless meditation.

One is that it gets you out of the folderol of life. It is a coffee break. Everyone understands that.

In Our communication, you and I, We communicate on the level of words and the sweetness of love.

When We communicate without words, as in your meditation, you experience more of the non-experience of Oneness.

At least, sometimes, in some periods of meditating, you go beyond all boundaries, and there is not even the remnant of illusion.

You really do "experience" no time, no space, simply pure Being without thoughts about it.

We could say that in Our splendid communication here, you come to the front door, and I let you, My guest, in, and We sit down and talk.

In your meditation, it is more like you come down the chimney, and then, there We are, so entranced with one another, We forget everything in the wholeness of the moment.

We could compare your experiences with Me as a chaw of bubble-gum. You chew it. You blow bubbles. Then you pull on it with your fingers, and the bubble-gum can go quite aways. Imagine that you can keep pulling the end of the bubble gum beyond where you can see it, or feel it, and know only the essence of bubblegumness.

If I am the bubble-gum, I am the bubble-gum in the wrapper, out of the wrapper, in your mouth, unchewed, chewed, and then eased out to the forever-after.

If I am bubble-gum, any place along the stretch of Me is good. Any way of knowing Me is good.

Or consider Me a color-wheel. I spin. You land on green or shades of blue or vibrant red. Any place you land on the color-wheel is Me, for I am all of it.

If you want to experience all color or no color, you can, and it is all shades of your One God.

How many ways can you know the One God?

In your meditation of choice, Gloria, you carry on a line from a long tradition. There is a power of consciousness from that.

Consider different kinds of meditation as carriages you can get on. For reasons beyond you, you gravitated towards and chose this carriage and not another. This happens to be the carriage you want to ride in.

Someone else, also for unknown reasons, chooses another carriage that is their heart's preference.

And some prefer to walk and go a different route, perhaps one all their own (with Me, of course).

Everything in life leads you to Me. Every occurrence, every circumstance moves you closer to Me, no matter what it might seem.

In that way, meditation or no meditation does the same. We know that some paths are less fraught with brambles and such, and they are called easier.

And yet some of My children have chosen to struggle their way to Me, in or out of meditation.

But this you must know: each one is marching to Me, and each will arrive, sooner or later. And each I wait for and welcome with open arms.

Mother Divine:

And each person is marching to God as fast as he can, or, rather, as fast as he thinks he can.

Nothing slows him down but himself.

But that is the play of life. Wayward, isn't it?

Here is a story, and you know the outcome is God, and yet you perpetuate the inbetween. One could come to God fully right now, and there would be no inbetween. There would be after, the ever-after, which catches up to the beginning! Then the story gets blurred, and God is clear.

The enchantment is love. The lure is love. The destination is love. The path is love, if you but knew it.

All is well in the Kingdom of Heaven and on earth.