Gloria:

Dear Father in Heaven, today, without fail, I am going to get down to business with heavenletters or heaventalk or heaveneconnection or whatever the domain name is. Today I make some decisions.

1. Julie has offered to help transcribe HEAVEN from handwritten untyped notebooks. She is a Godsend. I will get that together.

2. Julie spoke to Barbara in Oregon who knows a thirteen-year-old boy who designs professional web pages for $6.00 an hour. She says he is fantastic, can make designs that move, and is a high being who will create a design worthy of HEAVEN. He sounds right to me! I will email him.

3. Jon would love to read HEAVEN from before he started getting it, and I want to get that onto a disk for him. Jon has actually started sorting HEAVEN into topics such as will, love, judgment, teaching, and that may very well be the thing to do with past HEAVEN. The daily HEAVEN one at a time in its sequence is just right, and I love that. Jon may have hit the mark for past HEAVEN.

4. I need to make organizing my office a priority.

5. Ask Jeremy to finish transferring messages from my former internet program to what I am using now.

6. Contact Microsoft about that HTML glitch Jon, Nancy, and Lauren get where there's supposed to be an apostrophe.

7. Call Harvey re a bookkeeping system.

8. Decide on a domain name and register it.

9. Open up a HEAVEN bank account.

10. Find out about non-profit status.

11. Write a letter asking present readers to formally subscribe.

I make this list here for You, dear God, to make sure that I get them done or a good part of them today. I won't harass myself about it, however.

Later…

Gloria:

Dear God, I have heard that it is good to be one-pointed, and I see that that has happened to me, and now Jon, who works full-time and has a familyspends 70% of his mind on You!

I must remember to put You before HEAVEN, or are they the same?

God:

Slight variation. One could get caught up in the business of HEAVEN and put Me on the back burner, a difficult feat for you, and one I will not allow. I know you will follow Me and My Will. You will keep things in order, Me first, business second. You will dance the fine line.

We are talking about service to me or to ego. So long as I am in charge of HEAVEN, there is no difference between Me and HEAVEN.

Gloria:

What I am aware of happening increasingly is that You, HEAVEN, spiritual evolution are so much my focus that I just about can't relate, or don't want to relate, to much else. I can chitchat here and there, but I want to spend my time focussed on You.

God:

Some people are into dancing or chess. You are into the spiritual life. There is nothing you can do about it — it is where you are!

Some people are interested in cars, and some in politics; I can be found in those as well.

To you, they are diversions. You diverted yourself long enough. Celebrate that you walk a straight path to Heaven. What you have left behind, you have left behind.

Your earthly father used an expression: "Annie doesn't live here any more."

Gloria has moved on. You can only be where you are.

And there are many of you who cannot take their eyes off Me.

Gloria:

Karen was talking to me the other night about pure love. I believe that my brother Bennie was an experience of pure love. I think he was a very high being. I know that others may not have noticed that, but I did before I even knew there was such a thing.

God, I feel like he was an unnoticed Christ walking in the world. It wasn't what he did. It was him. I never thought anything but good of him. I never wished this or that about him. I never wanted anything more from him but what he gave.

I don't think the world was easy for him. At the same time, I cannot remember a time that he was not love, with me or anyone, even though he and his wife were not happy together.

Would I have experienced his lovingness if he were not my brother? I don't know. He did love me, but that is not the love I am talking about. He had Your heart, God.

God:

Your brother Bennie is exalted now and stays with Me. His love vibrated in you. That is how you knew his innocent worth.

Gloria:

Karen reminds me of my brother's givingness. I have a knowingness of her love. Karen loves. Karen is. The personal exists, but that is not it. She does love me, but the thing is that she loves. She doesn't even have to love me for me to know her love. Your love within her must touch everyone she talks to.

The only difference is that with my brother, I never thought of returning anything to him. My love for him was there, but I don't remember ever doing anything that was consciously to make him happy. Once he asked me for money, and it was as easy and natural to give him as to give him water. But he had to ask. I had never had to ask him for anything. He always gave. Time, flowers, New York Sunday Times, love.

With Karen I consciously wish to give something back.

God:

You are learning. This is what Christ meant when he said "Leave your family and follow me" and "All men are brothers." He was saying to love beyond the personal. Gloria, this is seeing Me. This is loving yourself. This is opening the key to the Treasury.

This love does not have to be named. It cannot be named. It can't even be talked about. When you talk about it, it becomes something else, something less. This love just is.

Pure love has no other element. That is why it is pure. It asks for nothing. It doesn't even give but what it is. It emanates and catches fire.

This is the light you see in Karen and saw in your brother. This is the light that shines in all, suffused, repressed, covered.

Gloria:

How is it uncovered, dear God?

God:

By shining. By daring to shine. By calling it forth. By lighting others' light.

Gloria:

There has to be the seer of that light also?

God:

There often isn't. But the light also touches the non-seer and is stored in him; one day he will let himself see it, and then he will be a seer and a shiner of light also.

There is no one without this light. There are inhibitors, but nothing can vanquish this light. It is perpetual. It can flicker but it can never go out. And how quickly it can be lit. In an instant. Right now even.

A Course in Miracles, What Are the Levels of Teaching? (cont.):

"Each teaching-learning situation is maximal in the sense that each person involved will learn the most that he can from the other person at this time. In this sense, and in this sense only, we can speak of levels of teaching. Using the term in this way, the second level of teaching is a more sustained relationship, in which, for a time, two people enter into a fairly intense teaching-learning situation and then appear to separate as with the first level. These meetings are not accidental, nor is what appears to be the end of the relationship a real end. Yet all who meet will someday meet again, for it is the destiny of all relationships to become holy. God is not mistaken in His Son."

Gloria:

God, it's nice to know that all will meet again, and have a second chance.

God:

Will have the fruition of the meeting.

Gloria:

And that is in Heaven?

God:

You will not meet all souls on earth again this lifetime. In Heaven is a good place. Or right where you are, you can connect with everyone and everything.

Gloria to Mother Divine:

Dear Mother Divine, I had something to ask you, and now I forgot.

Mother Divine:

Then I will ask you. How are you being today?

Gloria:

Fine. Good.

Mother Divine:

You are being still with God?

Gloria:

Yes.

Mother Divine:

You carry Him in your heart?

Gloria:

Yes.

Mother Divine:

Love sits in your heart and leads an orchestra there of silence, of silence so loud that it deafens your ears to anything but love.

It overtakes your eyes, so you see only with the eyes of God's love.

This stillness you can call the starting place. It is like God before creation. Your heart is like a god who creates.

Every thought, action, event is your creation from the inner sun of your heart.

From that silence comes its power unleashed. But the power unleashed is not the power of itself. It is the power of the silence made manifest.

Sounds are silence manifested. Thoughts are. Movement of your hand is.

The silence is like toffee that you pull out and shape and wind around the universe.

When others' forms of silence reach you, let your silent heart notice the others' silence, even in commotion.

Notice the sun of love that the commotion comes from. No noise or commotion could exist but for the silence it comes from. If there were no silent God's heart from which it came, it could not be. There could not be thunder in the world if God's heart were not there.

What I am saying to you is to remember this silence of God from which all else comes. Remember the Source and not the foment. There is nothing on this earth, no expression, no force, no idea that did not come out of God's silence.

A pot comes out of clay. It can be beautiful pot. It can be an ugly pot. It can be a broken pot. It can be a glued pot. It can be any kind of pot, but it came from the same clay.

From the same earth come tulips and daffodils, peonies and bleeding hearts, dandelions and crab grass. They are manifested from the same earth.

God loves all hearts the same. Broken hearts, angry hearts, timid hearts, loving hearts — He embraces them all, and with His love they mend, and one day the pure heart of God shines from them because of the love they were given.

No heart is too far away from God or too damaged or too hard or too soft. God sees His own silence in all hearts and heals the world.

So must you look into hearts and beyond their beating to the silence of God within, and it is to that silence that you respectfully respond.

Who would be unhappy if always greeted with love? Who would decide war if bombarded with love?

Nations cannot give love. Nation is an illusion of boundaries. Only people can love. How important it is that you give love at every opportunity. Meet rudeness with love. Meet stupidity with love. Meet hate with love. Not false love but love that looks for God's heart.

Even meet your own hate with love because it is teaching you something.

Any anger you see is yours, or you would see beyond it.

Any love you see is your own as well.

See love today. Create it. Massage it. Unwind it. Send it. That is seeing with the eyes of Christ. That is human eyes seeing with God's heart.