Bev to God:
Dear God, what is it like in "Heaven"?
Diane's three-year old Molly told her mother that she goes to school in Heaven. From my own Godwriting, I learn that my father is working on some "important projects", and that my mother is "resting and melting". It sounds so organized and so sublime. Why would anyone want to leave?
God to Bev:
What is Heaven like?
It is not a place. It is a state of being.
What would you be like right now, My dear Bev, if you had not a body? You could move at will, or not have to move, and it would be the same. All the worldly concerns that occupy your mind on earth would no longer occupy it. All the physical desires and attempts would vanish. You would see clearly. You would see your loved ones, those on earth and those in Heaven, in their true state. You would fly in Oneness.
Ego doesn't enter Heaven. How could it? It is not truth.
In Heaven, your attention can be fully on Me and My love. Think of it.
There are not words in Heaven, yet there is a subtler form of thought. We could call thought in Heaven more as an embrace. Just as My thoughts here, although made into words, are an embrace from Me to you, all of Heaven is an embrace.
No attempts to push away. No attempts to be first or not to be first, because in Heaven, there is no first and there is no last. It is all simultaneous.
Yet do not think that Heaven is boring. It is not a frothy tea party. Learning goes on, but as an embrace.
Molly in school, yes. Your mother and father as well. A kindergarten where your heart plays and rests and melts and all is important, and nothing is unimportant. Can you imagine how eager you would be to learn in Heaven? Eager for school and eager for recess.
Now, how to explain this. There is no teacher as such, yet there is learning. There is unfolding, perhaps that is the way to say it. Let Us say that your soul gets what it needs in Heaven without resistance. Your soul does not resist. And nothing resists your soul.
Now We can move the word embrace into absorbing. You absorb in Heaven. You absorb awareness. Yes, you accept, but it is so natural that I will call learning absorption. I will call it ecstasy of Oneness.
All is play here. Joy. Important play. Important joy. Nothing is unimportant; all is important, and yet the concept of importance does not exist. Important is a worldly term, for in Heaven all is One. More and less are not characteristics of Heaven. Important implies categories and sorting and organizing. All is simple basic pure love in Heaven. It is a flowing love that flows itself.
No time is here. Absolutely in the moment. And what a moment it is!
In Heaven, you see your human life as it is. You see that you put on a costume called a body. You entered a dance called life. You came to believe in your costume and forgot Whose emissary you were. Others may have believed in your disguise so much that they didn't see through it either. All danced in their costumes on earth.
And yet, through the whole dance, I was there, and every once in a while, a part of you, a silken thread of you, acknowledged truth, again and again, and forgot it a moment later, forgot it again and again in the hurly-burly of the dance. But in pauses, you saw a flash of Me there, and you glimpsed truth.
Why would any one leave Heaven? Seeing and living in the bigger picture, the soul stands in line to be born and to have the chance to bring all of Heaven to earth, not in the sense of duty, as the world thinks of duty, but in joy. The soul knows only opportunity. The soul knows that suffering is only a fantasy, and so the soul is eager to jump in and work its way through human life.
Remember jump-rope, when two children would hold the long rope, and you would jump in? There was a wave of consciousness that lifted you up and into the mainstream at the right moment, at the right arc of the rope. And so you enter human life, and sometimes you miss a beat and stumble in the rope, and then you pick up the beat again. Sometimes you are the one twirling the rope as well. And sometimes you are the maker of the rope, and the packager and seller of the rope or the instructor in jump-roping.
Do not think that being on earth is a mistake, Bev, or a lesser choice. Your soul knows it is not much of a choice at all. The soul knows it remains in Heaven as it takes on the experience of human life where it affects the universe in diverse ways. The soul knows that its permutation on earth is a playing out of a note played in Heaven.
My children have never left Heaven. They only think they have.