"You got caught up in the epitome of relative life. Now you feel sad."

Doesn't this sadness come from the fact that I decided, "in the epitome of relative life" to set my own value, my own evaluation of what I am?

I am realizing that there is nothing I can do about my "set" value. Is it not weird, paradoxical and yet true? My value was set by God the moment He created me. And that is the only me He sees. If I decide to set personally my value like seeing myself as little, unworthy, or arrogant, proud, vindictive, God can only say to me: "If you're saying so…" The only true evaluation of myself must then be God's own evaluation as well as the evaluation of the sane part of my mind. I did not establish my value so I don't have to defend it or try to replace it. It cannot be changed because it is of God's make. It cannot even be attacked.

So what am I waiting for? Probably because I don't listen enough and question too much what my inner voice is speaking. My personal evaluation can only be meaningless and useless because God's decision cannot change. God's evaluation of me is True while mine is false if not arrogant. So why do I stick to my ego's personal evaluation? Obviously my ego depends exactly on my willingness to support it.

"Do you not know that you are the heroes the same who will return to your home where your heart belongs? That you return is inevitable. You cannot be stopped at the wayside forever."

God Himself, though Complete, is incomplete without me. That is why He is waiting for the return of the hero, the return of Ulysses. And I can start the return back journey if I change the way I see myself in the relative word or if I ACCEPT to see myself as I really am in the light of the truth of me. I just have to remind myself that where I think I am, I am part of it. I am surrounded by the environment I want and invent. I make this environment to protect this image and value I put on myself. But this environment is only an image and images don't enable you to see the Reality behind. Images are incapable of seeing. It is not much about changing my perceptions that I have to seek but rather to change myself as the Perceiver.

"I am the Real Thing. I pull you to My love which is yours, all yours. I pull you to My heart, which is yours, all yours. I pull you to Truth, which is yours, all yours. Come, sit with Me a while...And, so, I invite you to spend time with Me while you are on Earth.."

Healing from the sadness of my self-evaluation might be a safe and realistic way to the recovery of my True Identity.

Carmen
dear God heavenley father,
thank of your invitation,
yes am always hear the music of my heart i want to sing that sound of music
but i can not remember the words only sound,
thank God you whith os in our heart,,

"When an event in life, a word, a look, anything at all, distracts you from love, you are off-course, and cannot be happy."
Since the wanderer is my ego I would like to write a book, to the benefit of all, "A hundred ways to kill your ego". Maybe I could strangle it while sleeping, or throw it down from the Everest ( well, I first should find some good reason to bring it there), or push it to commit suicide, by reading aloud, without pause till the last page, the Ulysses by Joyce. Many other ways come to my mind.

"Your heart beats because of My heart.
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Your heart and My heart pound love, love, love.
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Bang the drums of love in your heart
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I pull you to My love which is yours, all yours.
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I pull you to My heart, which is yours, all yours.
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Come, sit with Me a while."

Glad to be speachless in front of God's love....
much love
Berit

Strike a tuning fork of a certain pitch and all tuning forks, musical strings of that pitch in the room will vibrate .

We are tuned to God's pitch so when He strikes the cord of love we vibrate with his essence and become one with His melody of love.

He does draw us into his web of love and His Song of love kills the old, and gives life at the same time to the new. It's so beautiful.

George

They are all unique and this one fitted today thank you