While you are on Earth, you must dig into Life on Earth. Life holds much gold for you, even in those moments that you would skip over if you could.

You are here on Earth for the growth that Life on Earth brings you. On Earth, you learn to see through fog. You have the senses to help you. You have harrying and fictional time and space to help you see. Your angelhood in Heaven and beyond is oh so wonderful and fulfilling. In Heaven you are so happy and so free of the queries and cautions that Earth Life seems to hold in wait for you.

You might ask why you possibly require knowing about danger and fear and pain and all these matters that keep you hopping on Earth. Why do you need to learn about indecision and fragileness and the impermanence that you learn about on Earth seemingly again and again? Why must you go through the harrowing living and learning on Earth when it’s a breeze for you in Heaven? In Heaven, you have Supreme Knowledge down pat.

You may think that you would like to skip all that. You don’t like to hear any of the explanations for your being on Earth and learning suffering and the letting go of it.

While you are an angel in Heaven, you know all the right answers, and you choose them heartily. While you are in Heaven, you don’t forget for one moment Who You Are. In Heaven, you have no conclusions to jump to. You have no complaints. The Sun shines all day, as it were, and you are infallible. You are, indeed, in Paradise, and then you go off on your own on Earth where there are jungles and big cities and where there are seeming accidents and pain and torment of diverse kinds.

Am I reading your thoughts right? You wonder why on Earth you have to experience Earth when, in Truth, you already are as bright as light. What do you have to go through all those skirmishes on Earth for and the multitude of terrors and heartbreak and so on?

Lives on Earth are the materials from which novels and short fiction and poetry are written and non-fiction as well, and operas and musicals and all.

You wonder why you just couldn’t be given novels to read instead of plays to enact. Couldn’t it be enough for you to read great novels and learn from their stories? You concede that time may not exist, as I describe from the pinnacle from which I sit and you, consciously, no longer do. You would gladly just take My word for it and not have to go through the enacting of life. It’s like you start all over in life in order to learn what you already know so well. On Earth, it is like you forget the best in order to relearn the best.

Frankly, you wonder if you are not on a fool’s errand. You are given a conundrum to solve with great frowning and trial and error that which you already knew very well without a backward glance.

You understand why birds are thrown from nests, yet why must you, Who are Soul, have to be dressed in a body and flung to Earth? Somehow, it just doesn’t feel right to you. On Earth, where there are the physical senses, Earth experiences are overwhelming and, so far as you can see, not really necessary at all.

Sure, you learn so you can remember, yet you pay a high price for it. If only life were not so extreme. Why go through suffering in order to learn that there is no suffering and the whole thrust of your Earth Experience is to get beyond the illusion that you are presently inundated with?

And, now, as you are situated on Earth, you even wonder, contrary to Life, if your term on Earth could be speeded up and completed sooner so you can get back to Paradise with ease. Indeed, why not with ease?