The Energy of Love

God said:

You have a tendency to like to think of Me as outside you. You like to think of Me as up in the sky, a God entirely separate from you, a God you can adore and bow down to, a God worthy of being God.

Oh, beloveds, you are not used to the idea that you can be worthy. You value Me far more than you value yourself. You like to count on Me because you don't count on yourself much at all.

You are more inclined to think of Me as One Who Loves. You think of Me as a Great Lover and as One Who Loves, Who really loves, seldom. You see love outside of you and not so much within. Let Me tell you, beloveds, you would not know Me if I were not inside you. It is like you pick up a phone and dial a number. Somehow it is your own number you dial. Somehow it is you who picks up your phone that is ringing and answers it. You are Consciousness. There is only One Consciousness in the world, and that is I. Your level of consciousness is rising to where you will have 100% consciousness, and then you will know, really know for yourself Our Blazing Oneness. My Oneness and your Oneness will blend so magnificently that there will not even be a seam between the two. Love will not belong to you nor to Me. And yet only love will be.

Whatever enters your awareness is part of you. You understand the concept of war because you have war within you. You see war more than love. As you grow more fully into full consciousness, you will see love and love and more love, and you will vibrate more to the tune of My love. It is not that you will be ignorant of war, but you will be less beholden to it. War will no longer find a place within you to resonate any longer. War will lose its attraction. Love will speak louder than war. War music cannot be heard when love sings its song. War is not charming. Love is.

At present war creates excitement. In that sense, war is a diversion for you. It gives you causes and proud sense of self-righteousness, as though declaring war itself is a victory. War chooses excitement over love, and so wars are doomed.

Greater than the excitement of war is the joy of love, yet, beloveds, you may call love what is not love. You may call excitement love. You may call possession and attachment love when they are only possession and attachment.

Here's one big difference between war and love. War takes captives. Love takes none. Even wars touted for freedom give none. Wars take sides, whereas love is love and takes no sides, unless you call love itself a side.

And yet, even so, wars stir Oneness. Wars mobilize Oneness. True, wars take sides, and yet recognition of Oneness comes into play. Everyone gets behind the war effort. Alas, in war, there become two Onenesses which is not Oneness at all, and yet war gives a resurgence to Oneness, a recollection of Oneness nevertheless.

Would anyone argue that war is better than love? Probably not, yet those same proponents for love will find reasons to make war, ways to make the dishonor of war honorable. Great pride is taken in war and the uniforms that sponsor it.

May My children transform the energy of righteousness and might into the energy of love. Love evens the field, beloveds. Swords will not cut down any war. Even when a war is stopped, peace is not gained. Peace does not know how to reign where anger is still harbored. Let not even anger reduce itself to petulance. Let the force of anger become the force of love. Tell Me, beloveds, can you think of something better to do?

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Actually, dear God, I never

Actually, dear God, I never wanted a God Who is "someone else". It just never felt right to bow down to anything outside. Bowing down into, reaching out into, one movement of the same into the same, oh yes, that was what felt right -- but had to be wrong, for isn't that hubris? You seem to be saying my impulse was right from the beginning. Then how is it that I missed this for so endlessly much of nonexistent time?

But yes, I must have kept You at a distance by not valuing myself. I don't yet see how this can change, but since You keep saying it will, it will. And that broken record of old and ugly war music that is still turning somewhere will finally stop.

[Dearest Heaven scribe, I'm having difficulties with this passage: You are more inclined to think of Me as One Who Loves. You think of Me as a Great Lover and as One Who Loves, Who really loves, seldom. Why seldom when it is something we are inclined to think? Or is it: You are more inclined to think of Me as One Who Loves. You think of yourself as a Great Lover and as One Who Loves, Who really loves, seldom. Can you help me?]

Dear Jochen I think that the

Dear Jochen
I think that the meaning of the passage is that we are taught to think of God as love, from that comes our inclination to believe that all love belongs to God and not to humans, then we see sufferance and unjustice and we doubt that love exists.
Love
Emilia

Jochen, this passage seems a

Jochen, this passage seems a little obscure to me too. I wonder if I left a word out. It could be -- I don't know -- that it was supposed to say...as One who loves, but Who really loves YOU seldom.

I also wonder -- your guess is as good as mine -- that it could have been meant to be: You are more inclined to think of Me as THE One Who loves...

Or it could be that the words as written are exactly what God had in mind, and He wanted us to ponder.

I also like Emilia's thoughts on it below.

comfort food for the soul

The peacefulness and comfort of this heavenletter is like warm melted chocolate. Thankyou.
Much love Nancy x

1 Heavenletter Haiku for

1 Heavenletter Haiku for you

Hello Friends,

God said Beloveds
My Oneness and Your Oneness
Is One Consciousness

Love, Light and Aloha!

Today God reminds us:"You

Today God reminds us:"You would not look for me if you had not already found me".
Love
Emilia

HELP ME TO LOVE

Father, please help me to love as that is your wish for me.
People around me are making things difficult for me even my family.
I believe Father that YOU can help me to love as YOU wish for me.

Even My Family

Dear Fodunrin,

I am not sure whether I have heard from you before. In case you are new to Heavenletters, let me extend a very warm welcome to you. And if you have not already done so, will you tell us where you write from, how you found Heavenletters, and perhaps something about your life?

The situation you are describing is one that probably many of us share to a greater or lesser extent. At least I can relate to your plight, however different the circumstances may be. How can I be more loving when situations and people seem unlovable? I have no answer except that love seems to grow when we truly want it to grow. Slowly perhaps but surely.

Here is a Heavenletter I find particularly helpful for this:

A Giver of Love
Heavenletter # 1789 Published on: October 14, 2005

God said:
Beloveds, in the times when life seems dire, when, to your mind, there is no doubt of the authenticity of woe, then this is exactly when more love is required, and more love is called forth. This is when you reach into your heart. Give love always anyway, yet in the times when love is most needed, give more. Love is the only thing there is to give, so give it.

Reprimands don’t help. Remonstrance is a waste. The only thing that can put an end to the need for love is love. When love is needed, you must give it. Even if you have to pull it up from your bootstraps, you must give it. It is yours to give.

Too much time is taken in regard to deciding whether to give love or to abstain. There is no decision to make. Forget about deciding. Make one decision, and make it once, and give love. You know by now we are not talking about stand up and shout love. We are talking about the sending of love from your heart.

Some might call this prayer. If you like the idea of prayer, then in your heart pray that I help you to see in a new way so that love from your heart can naturally pour. Pray that you will see neither deserving nor undeserving. Pray that you will be able to give love from your heart always regardless of any circumstance.

A rose offers its sweetness no matter what the weather. If a rose is thrown in the garbage, it still emits its sweetness. And you are a Human Being who emanates love. Never say that there is a situation that you don’t know what to do about. You know what to do. You do what is called for, and what is called for is that you give love. You must find a way to donate love to the cause of peace on Earth and good will to men and women and children and the blessed animals that roam the Earth.

There never is cause for you not to give love. Love is always called for. There is no situation that supersedes love.

If you are about to be hanged, and you love no man on Earth, then love Me. If you cannot love Me, then love that you lived a life on Earth. Death is the same to all, regardless of the method or time. Love even that you are, even if only for another moment, a sentient Being on Earth. Love that you will have full awareness of greater than you have allowed yourself to know . Love that you are more than your body. Love that innocent hands made a rope. It could have been used for mountain-climbing, but now it is going to be used for you. As you let go of your life, let go of hard feelings. Bestow a mite of your love on those who chose, not to love, but to end your life. Love enough to ask Me to take away their pain.

What is the merit in cursing? What is the merit in protesting? If the wolf has got you in his claws, lie down and love the wolf for he is merely being a wolf and doesn’t know anything else. You, on the other hand, do. You are a Being who knows enough to love. You know its value.

Be a giver of love in life and in death. Be a giver of love because there is simply nothing else for you to do.

Hello Gloria :o) Yeah I

Hello Gloria :o)

Yeah I totally agree, and I will pass it on. We have to embrace our history with love, understanding and acceptance for what has been, what is and what is coming. But what is can only function as a loving stepstone into the future if we let go of history and accept that we created it as a collective consciousness that was released at the time. Otherwise we will bring the past into the future and do it all over again. What has been has been, and no-one could have done it differently, because if we could have we would have, but we didn`t. We would have to convict so many people for our wrong-doings and lack of being, because that is why we were doing it in the first place. There wouldn`t be time for anything else, and there never is enough time when we go backwards, because there is too much to entangle. Maybe we would have to convict every human being for not being conscious enough to be. Then we would have the earth naked with no-one to provide for it`s long needed and asked for nourishment, and the earth would die together with us. Not a great idea.

No war has ever been won and never will be, because it`s not presence but an illusion. Being greatful at being given the opportunity to move on with our collective consciousness, will not take away history but reverse it and create a new one as one. 100 % consciousness will be here when the world is ready I believe and vice versa, and God within and God out there is the same. This is connectedness, truth, love, compassion and empowerment, peace and freedom for each human being on earth. Unity and true potential. I would have been moving faster with my consciousness if I was allowed to or had allowed myself to, which is the same for everybody. My ego certainly would have wanted everything to move faster, but what about my spirit and soul? It moves at the speed that is right for me and no human being would want to change that.

With all the stress and interference I feel now, I won`t be able to make a new website. I cannot make changes on the one I have got so I need a new one that I can alter myself. There is only so much stress I can cope with. Love Hege

Yes, dear Hege, let's create

Yes, dear Hege, let's create an new history! I love that!

Absolutely, you are going at your right pace. Creating a website is a technique for growth of consciousness, I believe. When I first started Heaven's site, just the writing, having an idea of what should be in, took me, I'm embarrassed to say about two years! Then a college student put it up. And then Heaven Admin came along and transcended all boundaries, and here we are today.

Thank you for posting on Heaven's site, beloved Hege.

HEAVEN #2853 The Energy of Love,HEAVEN #2853 The Energy of Love,

I love the way this writer (God) talks about the energy of righteousness expressing power in the form of love.
This reminds me of how my wife dressed me and cared for each need when a stoke took out my right side.
The energy of love gave back some of what the stroke took away but the lesson I learned was the dimension of loves tenderness expressed as my loving wife.
Reading this letter moves the power of love and the energy of righteousness deeper into my consciousness. It explodes as a new insight that you can't quite see but know it's coming. How sweet it is!

George still looking for keys the divine garage door.

When our, inner or outer, war is stopped, peace is not gained

Oh, dear George, where do you read in our Heavenletter, how God „talks about the energy of righteousness expressing power in the form of love“, as you express it in your comment?

Let me say, what I read, and what I translate from this Heavenletter, as to „energy of righteousness and might“.

God says, there is something to transform for us. Something around our wars, to transform it. Something about our war within, about our jihad, something about our ignorance that we „would not know God, if God were not inside us“, something about our ignored identity being here on earth, something about our being God. Around all this is energy, heaped. This energy we are advised to transform into love.

„May My children transform the energy of righteousness and might into the energy of love.“ Righteousness and might are related to great pride and uniforms, to the signs of wars, to the wars within and to the wars outside, which are created by us, by me and you, right now. Yes, we create wars right now. God speaks about our, the reader's, responsibility for creating wars, wars around the world.

And, in the last paragraph, God talks about another force which we can and may change. About the „force of anger“; anger, which is still there, when a war - a war inside or a war outside - is stopped. „When a war is stopped, peace is not gained.“ There is still anger after our inner and outer wars. We might probably let reduce itself to petulance – this is not advisable; we might do something unadvisable by reducing; or, we have done something unadvisable by reducing anger to petulance. Rather God advices: „Let the force of anger become the force of love.“ We can change forces, that's what I am reading. 'Be clear, you have still anger after having inner and outer wars, Beloveds. Will you please change anger into love, then?' - that's what I am reading.

Tell Me, beloved George, can you think of something better to do? Change forces.

We can let become the force of anger the force of love.

And there is, among others, another subject related to inner and outer wars in our Heavenletter - whether they are ongoing or whether they are ended: it is ..... excitement. We may call excitement love. Excitement gives us causes, gives us proud sense of self-righteousness, „as though declaring war itself, as though declaring our ignorance itself that we 'would not know God, if God were not inside us' is a victory“.

We compete with ourselves by saying, God is One Who Loves, by saying, God is a Great Lover, by saying seldom: God is One Who really loves. By saying seldom: There is nothing else with me, in me, around me, through me, than this 'who or which really loves me and who or which really is loved by me'; I am the only existing love and beloved.

God is not a writer, We might say; God and you, God and I, melted in One, are writing this Heavenletter #2853, and We did it. Did we ever write something in our douzens of years, which we did not understand after writing, but, which we could understand, when we re-read it later on, perhaps some days or some periods of our life later? I suppose, we did it. Did we ever write any line, which did not come from inside? Our Heavenletter says: I, God, am inside you. Everything, we wrote and we are writing and we will write and express, is God.

Thank you, dear George, reminding me what I had read, when I had read Heavenletter #2853, reminding me what else I can translate from what I had read,

Theophil

I always, always, learn so

I always, always, learn so much from you, dear Theophil.

Perhaps you didn't have to think what you used to think?

Precious Theophil:

I'd sure love to sit and talk with you.

I watched a lot of good hearted Marines shoot dozens of young good hearted Japanese as they ran out of the tunnels in Iwo Jima. The Marines were born in America and the Japanese were born in Japan. Both were doing what they thought was right.

And so it is with all wars.

Theophil your thoughts are beautiful, thoughtful and right to the point. We are on the same page and almost speak the same language. Thanks for all the time you spent, dear, dear friend. I see you as the wise old cell.

George, like darling Gloria, still learning lots of good stuff from guys like you!

Peace Be unto War

Peace Be unto War
Heavenletter # 864 Published on: March 2, 2003
God said:
The privilege of war is that it turns your attention toward peace. It redirects you to peace.

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George, as someone who was born in the year after the end of what is simply called The War where I live, I never had to see any of the things you describe. But while listening to you, I sometimes wonder whether that is really a privilege. I cannot help feeling that at least some of the freedom and ease you have won must come from those experiences that ended war in you once and for all.
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Follow the Arc of the Sun
Heavenletter # 2714 Published on: April 30, 2008
God said:
[...]
A worry-free life would keep an even temperature. You wouldn't need blankets to keep you warm. You wouldn't need fans to cool you down. With worry gone, you would be even-tempered from now on. Think of what this would mean to the world. The world could settle down. A worry-free world wouldn't think of all the things it has been thinking of. No one would think of war. No one would think that loss could be possible. Boundaries would be a thing of the past. Without worry, who would even consider the possibility of lack? Abundance would surface. Love would lead the parade.
Let us declare today a Day of No Worries. Hail to freedom from worry. Hail to dancing in the streets and singing in hearts. Hail to celebrations. Hail to the international Day of Peace and Joy to All. Hail to the celebrants. Hail to the balloons. Hail to the one flag of the United World, and long may it wave. Hail to the abolition of worry. Hail to the arrival of four-squared love. Hail to laughter. The wolf is dead. Joy has been declared.

Hail to freedom from worry.

Precious Jochen:

I know what it feels like to run from dying man to dying man trying to find a place to inject morphine.
I know the feeling of putting my hand on a young boy burned beyond recognition and hear his last words: "Oh the LIGHT!"
I know how if feel to grow up or be dragged up. You have what I have in your love filled inner self.
Don't wish to have gone through all I've seen. That tapistry is my treasure to share, to enjoy.
You make me glad; it's all love, lisn't it?

George at 84 and wishing for more

Dear George, what happened

Dear George, what happened to this comment of yours? I remember it differently.

I remember it differently.

Sweet Friend Jochen:

Share with me how my my comments may have led you to think or feel different about how I share the full, rich, sparkling life I try to express in my comments to and about others. I was a teenager when I went through Iwo Jima, the burning men I pushed morphine in. That's a long, long time ago. I try honestly to express the love I feel with all heavenletter people. Love you

George, wondering but not wandering

Oh, George, dearest friend,

Oh, George, dearest friend, I see now how the structure of this thread confuses us. I didn't mean your perfect, perfect post "Hail to freedom from worry" but the one before where you responded to Theophil and told that wonderful story about the many cells that were all so darn right. They are gone. I was wondering why.

I pushed "reply" there but my comment ended up under the next one. (One has to watch the left margins of those comments closely to know what belongs where.)

Believe me, there is no mistaking the full, rich, sparkling life and the love you share!

WHEW!!!

JOCHEN: My close newly found friend that I seem to have known forever and probably have.

Your comment delighted me. Cells have responses that look like thinking. They recoil from toxins, move toward food. They seem to even reflect motive of some sort and I swear they have intentions, as in the case of my Prostate Cancer. My precious Urologist just laughs at me and tells me I'll die with it, not from it. My stroke is more itchy because of balance and falls. It keeps me dangling happily but careful.

Energy is different. Cells go away somewhere. Energy never goes away. It just changes form. My DADDY up there choses that sort of thing and I can't argue with things like electricity, or magnetism. But I am enchanted with the force with which they move. Magnetism pulls but never registers the loss of power. Light is invisible until it lands on an object and illuminates it. What a joker. It must laugh when I shave or shower.
I say all this because I don't have a clue to what you question refers to. Oh JOY!

George energized bunny that keeps drumming

im remeber you words you

im remeber you words you asking me about love, about de man ef i can love hem, and den i teink to my self if you say so,
i do but that love you give to me, and i open in my haerth for hem and i do but hes play hurd for me,
evrything you asking about love to feel love to et outher i do my God, because in my haerth et always open to de outher,
you have to remember my God my haerth et belongs to you,
love and joy,,
Carmen

Beloved Carmen, yes, it is

Beloved Carmen, yes, it is very beautiful how your heart belongs to God.

There is an entry in the Godwriting blog called Just Give Me God. I think a lot of us feel that way to one degree or another. If you would like to read it, it's here:

http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/just-give-me-god-values.htm

God bless you, beautiful soul.

"your heart belongs to God."

Gloria:

You have a Way of telling Carmen just what she needs to know.

George, stunned and blessed