Update from Julie:

Dearest Father and Divine Mother, thank You, thank You dearest Ones. Your Peace caresses me and soothes my aching heart.

Interestingly, I had left my husband out of the question. His opinion is: "No way! my gut says absolutely not." So you can see it was not an issue for him.

Shortly after asking my question and getting on with the day, You came to me with Your sweet kindness and told me to let my husband handle issues with our son from now on.

My relationship with him is just about love now; it is up to his father to teach him the last few things he needs to learn before going out on his own.

We had a lovely evening at dinner with his girlfriend last night. After she left, our son said, "Mom, when are you going to let her spend the night?"

His dad appeared from another room and told him that just wasn't going to happen. Our son didn't get angry; he just said, "OK," grumpily and moved on. So I will learn to step aside and let them work things out.

I realize now all the questions we ask You are the same question in a million different ways, and the same answer. Come to God and all is forgotten. I thank You for helping me remember the sweetness of You in my heart and life.

Thank You.

Gloria:

Dear God, do You know how brave it is of me to sit down with blank pages without a question to ask, and anticipate an answer from You which I am committed to sending to Heavenreaders sight unseen? Like, I sit down with You this morning, and I am flying blind!

God:

And that is just how to live life. And that is how life is lived. Even if you think you know what the day holds, you are flying blind which is another way to say you are surrendering the day to Me.

Let's say that I am the Pilot, and you are safe with Me. You are a trusting passenger. You do know your destination. You just don't know the particular route and where the stop-off's will be or who will sit in the seat next to you and what the stewardess will serve for lunch.

What you need to know, you know, and that is you are on a course set for Heaven, and every single passenger arrives. Not one is missed.

We could say you have your own private plane, your custom Pilot, yours alone while He is everyone's alone also.

I am so shared, and yet I am so personal, like Heavenletters.

I give you a menu, and you tell Me what you want.

The menu is endless, eternal, and it has new entrees every day, new selections, and you can even order off the menu, for everything has been thought of, arranged for, and offered.

We could say I run a hotel, and you are a guest. The accommodations are replete with every possibility, and you choose your room. And there are times when you want to change it. It is done at your request.

Perhaps you want to talk to the Hotel Manager, and that can always be arranged also.

He works behind the scenes. After a time, you begin to notice that He is out front too. Actually, you discover that He is the desk clerk, the bellboy, the concierge, the maid, the chef, the cooks, and the other guests at the hotel. He plays all the parts!

And in time you find that even you are one of His roles, and what a discovery that is when it descends on you.

What a comedy! You are in the audience, and you are on stage.

What a magic show! What an illusion this human life is.

Welcome to the illusion and the Reality it is made of. Enjoy your stay. Enjoy the service. Enjoy the flights and the airport and the waiting time.

You will get on the right plane.

In fact, you are on it.

Or train, or bus, or on foot, or being carried.

All move as one, a surge of applicants for Heaven.

Gloria:

I'm not sure what I'm saying here, but, like, the earth goes around the sun, does the day come to me or do I go to it?

God:

You are carried to the day. You may be sitting in the same bed in same spot, but you are not because you kept up with the sun and are ready to meet it every day.

You are a satellite.

You are part of the universe. An integral part. The sun needs you as much as you need the sun.

Consider all a magnet. Or a choreographed dance. Or a meeting of minds and hearts.

Or a brush with Heaven.

What magnificence. Like how did you get here, and how did your bed get here and the sky and beyond.

You are at the top of the world. You are the world, My children.

Stars wink at you and look for the expression in your eyes. All the universe wants to meet with you.

The moon loves to be followed. And the moon follows you. The moon is at your cheek. You are the contents of the moon. You are its white.

And you are the sun's gold.

And the blue of the sky and the green of the grass.

You are every variety of Me there is.

You are all the shapes and sizes.

You are all of it.

And you think you sit in a chair or walk across the room when it is the universe you walk in, when you are in reach of everything. All you have to do is reach a hand out. Or a heart. Or breathe.

I tell you of My love in every way I know how.

I stand on My head so you can see Me.

I peek from the grass.

I send blessings. I pick up blessings. And all whose eyes fall on this page are My blessings. And all whose eyes do not. And all who never will. And all who always did.

Do you realize that you have been a partner with Me since the beginning of creation? You did not just arrive.

You are the breath I originally blew that formed you. And you are My breath still. And you are the between breaths as well.

I breathe you, and you breathe Me.

We are so connected We are unimaginable.

How do you separate love from love?

How do you separate the sun from the sky or a field from the grass.

How do you separate one of My children from another?

How do you separate the Caller from the called?

How do you separate motion from stillness?

How do you separate Me from Me?

That is how close to you I am.

That is how close to Me you are.

I am transferred into your heart, for your heart is Mine.

I am translated there.

And now My hearts translate Me to other hearts. Let other hearts know Me through yours.

That is My message today.