Gloria:
Dear God, here I am again! Awake at 1 a.m. It's now 2. Insomnia is new to me, and I tell You I don't like it!
Karen suggested that I am going through or towards a big shift. Well, I'm ready.
God:
Ready or not, shifts will come. Swim against them or with them, but the tide moves in on you anyway. You are caught on a big wave, and it will bring you to shore.
Shifts are shifts in your reality.
Gloria:
Karen suggested that there is programming I must get rid of. I suppose programming is left-over ideas and beliefs I have.
God:
Programming is like little shoals that you get caught in. Yes, old thinking that you don't even know you have.
You have asked to be a pure vessel for My love. Did you not know that you would have to come apart in order to be put back together?
You are like a computer with some bugs, and now We're removing the bugs.
A giant schedule is being fulfilled, and you are working it out.
It is like a temperature change. Everything has to rearrange itself.
When this rearranging is done, you will be far clearer and stronger than you have ever been or dreamed of. You will be on a new threshold.
This concept of shifting needs to be in everyone's awareness.
You climb a rung on a ladder, and you have to take a breath. With each step, you look in a different direction, so there is a different view your eyes look upon.
And, yet, all is within you. You are the climber climbing yourself, and you climb to Me.
And you will succeed. I pull you up. My arms are strong. You are safe.
You continue to climb crests and troughs of life.
You are in the process of mending. That is what human life is. You are being remodeled. Restored. Renovated. Renewed. Reset. Reminded. And you are the remodeler.
You are not agitation. You are not suffering. You are not disturbance nor discomfort.
You are an ever-rising star in My firmament. Ever-rising. There is no stopping. Sometimes you rise faster or slower, but rise you do.
There is always higher. And there is always more. And there is always fulfillment that comes with each rising.
You have a destination, and you are on your way. You have set out. Now you only have to put one foot in front of the other.
Sometimes the path is smooth, and sometimes you get caught in brambles. Sometimes you get a ride, and sometimes a blister. But there is only one direction to go in, and you go it.
You meet friends along the way, and you help each other. One time you help; another time another helps you, just like your steps one after the other.
And what a greeting awaits you! What a Homecoming!
I have the table set. Everything is ready for your arrival. Everything is ready but you.
But you are getting ready.
One day you will notice that you are already here.
You never went anywhere.
You had a dream of climbing.
You had a dream about this person and that person.
You had a dream about yourself.
What a strange dream.
And then you waken in your own bed, and all is well.
Gloria:
I've heard often that there is a reason for everything. But it is hard to figure, dear God.
God:
It is not hard to figure; it is impossible for your mind to figure. That is why you trust in Me. I am saving you, not drowning you. And "you" is a big you, for all the pieces of the universe fit and align just perfectly.
Life seems so random to you. Your thoughts are often random. Whom you meet seems random. And you have what you see as random choices.
But it is a dance you are in. There are designated steps. But you are also free in this dance, for you can step left or right, or high or low. Each dancer has his own style.
Life is not chips fallen where they may. Life is more like certain chips are thrown in a certain pattern, and it is your choice which ones you catch.
Random, no. Free, yes.
Hardly a pause between most dances.
Sometimes you don't hear the music that plays. You don't even grasp the beat. But you dance anyway on the dance floor of life.
Some dances are fast; some are slow; in some you twirl, in some you trod.
But dance you must, and you learn to dance well, and you learn to make dancing easy for others. You are a dance partner. No one dances alone.
Your movements affect the other dancers at the party. The dance floor reverberates to your step. The Heavens hear your beat.
And you dance high. You dance high. And soon you catch a star and swing through the universe right into My arms. Among cheers you swing high. You leap into Heaven and alight onto a celestial dance floor that lifts you higher and higher until you dance the One Note I AM.