The Stillness of Love

Sutra Number: 
166
Heaven Sutra Date: 
06/24/1999

Gloria to God:

Dear God, what would You like to tell us this morning?

God:

Let's sit in silence a while together and note the stillness of love. Love is cool, calm, and collected. Love is not heat and absolutes like "I must have love from that certain individual". Love so focussed burns itself out. Love of an illusion is love of an illusion.

Love with a quiet heart. Be love that has no needs but to be itself.

When one of My children thinks he has nothing and is nothing, he seeks his worth from another. That is seeking the impossible.

He gets a perk for a while, but then one heart gets discarded for another.

A pile of hearts once beating for you are not worth a single hair of love. Love radiates from you rather than to you.

What is love but sense of Oneness?

That is how I can love so much. It is easy for Me to love. Outside appearance does not sway Me. Qualities do not. Possessions do not sway Me because I love.

Whatever you have done, or not done, My love is the same.

You cannot earn My love, trade for it, plead for it, for that is like looking for your glasses which lie on your forehead.

I love because I love.

I can never love you more.

Dimension of My love does not change.

Nothing catches My love because My love is already there.

My love is a constant.

Feel My love surround you. How effulgent. How powerful. How steady. How all pervasive. How streaming. How bountiful.

And that is your love, the same, when you let it be what it is and not disguise it.

If every soul on earth could accept My love, even accept the existence of My love, just have the willingness to believe in it and the willingness to accept it, then dissension would end and peace would reign.

Love is the connector.

Peek into your heart. Forage for My love there.

Look not for love from other hearts but from your own.

Gloria:

I saw a bit of the Maury Povich Show. There was a gorgeous woman who had been a model until she got burned from her top lip down. Her breasts were destroyed. She was horribly burned. She looked awful. And she was beautiful!

God:

Yes. She was beautiful. Her disfigurement was not. My love for her was no more before her accident nor no less. She knew My love in her heart, and she could love herself.

Gloria:

There were other women there whose scars or birthmarks were infinitesimal next to this model's, and she was the more beautiful. The others moaned and groaned while she stepped out of herself and gave great love.

God:

Because she knew her worth to herself and to Me, she became a blessing to others.

Gloria:

So, it isn't so important that someone loves ME. It's that they LOVE.

God:

Yes.

Gloria:

Dear God, a Heavenreader who is, of course, spiritually oriented, doesn't happen to have the affluence and values that her parents and family have. She recently visited them and felt a little like an outsider. I know that feeling.

Why do so many spiritually-minded people seem to not have affluence, and how do we deal with our families that we love and who love us but don't see what we see?

God:

How much affluence does someone want? I am all for My having all their desires fulfilled, and that includes wealth. My children who have material wealth are no more nor no less to Me than those who don't. Let's get that straight.

It is I Who gives wealth of all kinds.

My children look for Me in different places.

People make choices.

Remember, the world is not your anchor, and families are a snapshot of the world.

Everyone thinks his values are best. Within a family, there are different cultures.

This Heavenreader felt her family's judgment. If she had material wealth, "got ahead" to their way of thinking, it would be easier for them to accept her spiritual focus. They could accept it as an idiosyncrasy, or a hobby, and be more pleased with her and less concerned for her.

Dear Heavenreader, account to no one for your life. Others' opinions have nothing to do with you. They have their vision. You have yours.

Honor your choices in life. Be happy with what you have. Count your blessings, and bless your family that doesn't understand but does the best it can to love you anyway. And you do the same.