Gloria to God:

Dear God, Karen said that everything that was said at the Heaven Association board meeting was heard by everyone, Heavenreader and non-Heavenreader alike, that everything that anyone says or thinks is heard by all.

God:

Yes. You are one. Karen is correct. The soul of each being hears. What happens to one, happens to all because all the beings on earth are one. What affects one, affects all.

This is beyond your awareness, of course.

But no one is happy all by himself, nor unhappy.

The more happy people there are, the more happy people there will be.

Sometimes your suffering is not your own.

Sometimes your laughter is not your own either.

Sometimes you really don't know where tears and laughter come from.

They are never yours alone.

You are part of the universe.

One verse.

One song.

A poem is made of many lines of poetry, but it is one poem.

You are integral to the universe.

You cannot be outside it.

You cannot separate yourself.

If you were alone on a desert island, you would not be alone. You would have Me, of course, but you would also have everyone else.

It is not idle that it is said you are all brothers and sisters.

If you are all My children, then, of course, you are related.

There are no half-brothers or half-sisters in My universe. There are no stepsons or stepdaughters. All are perfectly wholly Mine. Holy Mine are you.

All children are Mine, and all children are yours.

That is unity.

All mothers and fathers are also yours.

Everyone is a parent and a child.

There is no separation.

That is the illusion of illusions.

That is the bill of goods you have bought.

Return it.

I give you a receipt that you are one, One with Me and with All, for All of Us are All That. If I am All That, you are too.

Internet is good, for it makes this clearer. Web page is a good name, for all are part of the web of life. And Heavenletters is a Heavenweb.

Email is good, because the physical is not seen. Not even the voice is heard. One spirit talks to another. Souls touch openly in front of you. All souls brush against Mine.

Souls touch all the time, but you miss it. You experience it all the time, but you miss awareness of it.

That is how I can be everywhere all the time, for you are all One, so I have only One to be with, and that is you, for you represent all, as do I.

It is easy to be God.

Gloria:

God, are You a Soul?

God:

You can say that. I am Being, the Source of Being. You are Being. You can say We share the same soul. Where you and I begin and end is hard to say because there is no beginning or ending. There is just being.

Human being was a good choice of name. You are a being in human form, but you are a being first. Now in life you are learning to be a being in a physical body.

My Being is in you, and I hold you in Mine.

The twain are forever one. Body or not.

Gloria:

Dear God, I hesitate to ask, but why do we have to be in physical form?

God:

You wanted it!

Gloria:

Really?

God:

Yes. You wanted to feel in addition to being.

It is like your love of story, Gloria. You wanted some story, and that was transacted into life.

You wanted to experience.

Pure being knows only itself.

It knows only Oneness. It knows no other.

You wanted to see what pure being is like, and so the physical was created out of pure being so you could see it in various forms.

From being came feeling, seeing, hearing, touching, tasting, all the senses.

And then came doing.

Too much doing, and you forget being.

All feeling brings you back to being.

That is why what you look at is so important.

Look at worldliness, and you become it, immersed in it, absorbed by it, and you forget Heaven.

Love brings you back to being, for being is love.

Life is a color spectrum.

You started with pure white.

As you got into all the paints, you forgot white.

All you have to do is to turn in its direction again, and that is why you look up at Me.

Gloria:

God, how can pure being have thoughts?

God:

Thoughts arise from pure being like bubbles of laughter. Laughter and tears have no words. Thoughts in Heaven have no words. Thoughts in Heaven are like the brushing of souls against one another. The water moves ever so slightly. The fluctuation in water is a wave. A fluctuation of pure being is a thought.

Gloria:

In Heaven, does desire come before a thought or after or along with?

God:

In Heaven, there is no sequence. There is no before or after. All is one. The desire is the thought, or the thought is the desire. It's indiscernible in Heaven. In Heaven there are not words and, therefore, not intellect. Intellect would be bizarre in Heaven. There is too much happiness there for it to exist. There is just the swelling of love.

Love rises. That's all. The love, desire, thought rise here or there, this way or that, and all is loveness. Not even separation of love and thought and desire. Just a burst of love amidst love.

Gloria:

If physical life arose because we had the thought we wanted it, was our thought then in line with Your Will?

God:

It must have been.