You Are Vastness

Heavenletter #3607 Published on: October 10, 2010
God said:

All is well with the world. Underlying the overlay of the shaky relative world lies a deep unshakable foundation. We can call it Being. You are a heavyweight of Being, and the eruptive relative world does not and cannot touch the value of your Being. You have a foundation that is stronger than the strong, vaster than the vast, and that means you are vast too. You are far more than your strivings in the relative world, far more than your dreams, far more than your daily existence. Being is much more than existence. Existence is one-layered. Being is pure Vastness.

There are no boundaries to Vastness. If there were, then Vastness would not be.

In your case, the boundaries you perceive are not. Your vision has blocked off Vastness, most especially as it would apply to yourself. Start picturing yourself in a vaster way, an unlimited way, a way filled with limitless possibilities. Right where you are, without moving an inch, you can travel far. You can take leaps and bounds. It is not really that you can transform yourself. What you can do is bring your already Self and bring it out into the open. As you begin to see yourself, you begin to see your Vastness. Your Vastness breaks the bank of your long-held disregard of yourself.

You are of a noble lineage. Your lineage is who you are, not your situation, not your caterwauling, not what someone else thinks of you.

You are My descendent. You are Myself full-blown on Earth. You are greater than Earth. You are bigger than the big. You are immeasurable. Begin to paint a picture of yourself that is closer to the Truth. You are a pearl on Earth. According to your impression, from a sow’s ear a beautiful purse was made. Open this purse of yourself and see what you are made of.

Your greatest ambitions have been too small because your greatest ambitions were based on false perception. You are a victim of your own con. You milked yourself out of a huge fortune. This is not fate, beloveds. You may have been compelled to cheat yourself. That does not mean that you are compelled to continue in that mode. You are not compelled. You had an unfortunate dream, a dream from which you now awaken. Perhaps you have even been rudely awakened from that continuous dream you had. It was only a dream. Even if the dream is ongoing, it is nevertheless only a dream in your sleep. Wake up, and the dream is gone. Remember Truth, not sleeping dream.

Of course, dream of your other dreams of magnificence. In this case, dream big enough. Break through the boundaries of even your very best dreams of knighthood or Godhood.

Do you recall those pictures that have images in them that are at first glance hidden? You are one of those pictures. Within your picture are thousands and more of hidden ones. Look within, and find the hidden pictures. Bring them out, and hide them no more. Hide them no more especially from yourself.

Expand your vision, and you expand the world. When you open up yourself, you open up the world. The world has not known who it is. The world, like you, has not known its magnificence. You are the key who will open the world to itself.

Do you know those pop-up picture books where you open a page and a whole world of new dimensions automatically appears. When your picture of yourself expands, the world automatically will. The world will pop up with castles and palaces and princes and princesses and Kings and Queens all because you walked into a bigger dream of yourself than the one you had been having. It’s time.

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It's time.

On October 10th, 2010 Jochen (not verified) says:

You had an unfortunate dream, a dream from which you now awaken.

Oh, waking up from this particular dream must be wonderful!

Strange how a common cold can bring out the horrors of old and that utter helplessness you hoped you had left behind. Finding that what you really believe is very different from what you have tried to convince yourself of can be quite a shock.

Dear God, I find that deep down I'm still believing the opposite of what You say, still only feebly hoping I'm wrong. I think I have done everything, and my hands don't want to work any more at spirituality and everything else attempted to come to grips with life. Waking up is the only thing left. No, don't pinch me. Pain only deepens the dream.

one last thing

On October 10th, 2010 Emilia says:

I propose to cut the head to spirituality.

I understand, but I still

On October 10th, 2010 Jochen (not verified) says:

I understand, but I still think that everything has its time and its place and its end.

Beloved Jochen, Even if that

On October 10th, 2010 Gloria Wen... says:

Beloved Jochen,

Even if that were true, so what? We have met.

Loving you,

Gloria

Yes

On October 10th, 2010 Emilia says:

... we "still think"...

If think we must, let it be

On October 10th, 2010 Heaven Admin says:

If think we must, let it be in service to another.

I have seen that that is how

On October 10th, 2010 Gloria Wen... says:

I have seen that that is how you live.

Imagine

On October 10th, 2010 ancoterpstra says:

Jochen,

During the cold, imagine the " after cold that feels good again ", which always comes anyway. But this way you give yourself some release, and you attract it more easily towards yourself.

After all a cold is only telling you that you are making room for more Light and more Love, isn't that so?

be blessed with the " after cold "

I certainly hope so, my

On October 10th, 2010 Jochen (not verified) says:

I certainly hope so, my friend.

Yes, at 64 I guess you could say I should have learned following this simple recipe by now. The truth is, I haven't, even though I tried hard. It's like, when your teeth are chattering, trying to tell yourself it will fasten them.

And better than any recipe is is a little personal blessing. Thank you.

Our noble lineage and our dream state

On October 10th, 2010 Chuck Gebh... says:

Jochen, good friend, many times I am inclined to answer your questions, but often I keep silent, not being quite sure how best to respond. I frequently get a feeling from what you write of a mixture of frustration and an emerging sense of hopefulness that what you read in Heavenletters is indeed true. I think I can relate to what you write, I have been there before, and I still hold a measure of skepticism and doubt. My doubts, though, don’t seem to be as deep as yours, so you often leave me puzzled after I read your comments.

Perhaps this quote, I believe it comes from George Monta, will be helpful here. “You cannot believe what you do not believe, and you cannot not believe what you do believe.” I think there is great truth in this statement, but it does seem to leave us in a very trapped position, potentially embroiled within an unpleasant view of our lives and the cosmos. How do we break free of these frustrations? I think this letter has some helpful hints (as you allude to in your comments).

Heavenletters are clear as to our true state of being, and this letter highlights this emphatically. “All is well with the world. Underlying the overlay of the shaky relative world lies a deep unshakable foundation. We can call it Being. You are a heavyweight of Being, and the eruptive relative world does not and cannot touch the value of your Being.” If we completely believed this, I believe we all would never need to read another Heavenletter, nor would you write the comment you did. So this statement falls under the category: “You cannot believe what you don’t believe.”

For us to get out from under these mistaken beliefs, we need to know where they are coming from and how they originated. Later in this letter, the situation is better clarified. “Your greatest ambitions have been too small because your greatest ambitions were based on false perception. You are a victim of your own con. You milked yourself out of a huge fortune.” So, if this is truth, we are not victims, here, no one has forced us to believe and perceive the way we do, it is implied that it is all under our control. I think this is what is meant by other Heavenletters which tell us we create our own experiences. We create it in the sense that we are told that it is under our control to continue or not continue in the beliefs that are creating what we are experiencing.

Shakespeare, in one of his plays said something to the effect: “Ah! There’s the rub!” George’s quote tells us “You cannot not believe what you do believe.” This seems to directly contradict what is stated in this letter: “You had an unfortunate dream, a dream from which you now awaken. Perhaps you have even been rudely awakened from that continuous dream you had. It was only a dream. Even if the dream is ongoing, it is nevertheless only a dream in your sleep. Wake up, and the dream is gone. Remember Truth, not sleeping dream.” Perhaps this is not a contradiction, though, perhaps it is just two different views of the same issue. In my experience, and I think you will agree. I cannot just will my beliefs to change. Only my experience can truly change them. I think you hit the nail right on the head, Jochen, when you said that being pinched can deepen the dream rather than breaking us out of it. Painful experience does seem to deepen this dream state that we are in. But this would also seem to imply that pleasant experiences may possibly help us to wake up. There is some very useful guidance here.

This letter ends with directions that correspond well with an intuitive approach that I have been using to work through this dilemma. As I said, I know I cannot just will my way into new beliefs, and I have learned to seek out beneficial experiences that help transform my beliefs into a more positive state. This approach has helped a lot, but here, I believe, is the most direct and effective and fully conscious approach: “Do you recall those pictures that have images in them that are at first glance hidden? You are one of those pictures. Within your picture are thousands and more of hidden ones. Look within, and find the hidden pictures. Bring them out, and hide them no more. Hide them no more especially from yourself.” This may not be easy advice to follow, but, easy or not, it seems to be the easiest way to wake up from the dream. For me the process has been full of fits and starts and ongoing for decades. It takes a willingness to take some risk and a lot of patience. Please know that I am not saying I am one who has awakened from the dream, but I am beginning to see it for what it is and escape some of its consequences.

Thanks, Jochen, for all your wonderful and insightful comments,

Much love and hugs to all,

Chuck

Chuck, you can probably

On October 10th, 2010 Jochen (not verified) says:

Chuck, you can probably afford such loving comprehensiveness only on a weekend, so I feel I am the lucky winner here. Hugs.

I agree with what you say and with the way you combine it with beautiful Heavenletter quotations. Yes, that other quote is George's, I remember clearly because I felt inclined to object but did not know how to. What he says has been my experience, no doubt, but I refuse to accept it as final. If belief isn't a matter of choice, then learning to make it one is what we are here for. Of course, should belief ever become a matter of choice, it would become irrelevant the same moment. It probably is now.

But that's theory, more or less. I don't want to scare you ore anyone, Chuck, but the raw experience of what I was hinting at above looks like this: You have been reading Heavenletters for close to three years (after having tried the usual other things before and glad you can drop them now). You feel you are slowly getting somewhere. You keep having nice little glimpses of Oneness, you begin feeling that love does not look quite so threatening any more, you begin trusting that reaching home is possible after all. Until some little incident makes all of that come crashing down and you find yourself in your old place of primal dread and meaninglessness and ultimate lostness where you only know there is no solution or salvation and not even death will end the agony. It cannot be described, but yes, that's where you really can't not believe what you do believe. And it's probably only natural that you ask yourself: Have I been in denial these last three years or am I now? The feeling of irredeemable lostness is as you have known it for so many years, only a little deeper now since you've begun hoping. You need to be very stubborn to survive a life like this, which of course I am. But believe me, it does frighten you out of your wits when old ghosts that you believe have dissolved back into Oneness suddenly reappear.

I believe I can say I'm reading Heavenletters very carefully and do my best to put them into practice. In a moment like this I feel let down by them, abandoned by God once again. I know it does not make sense, but beliefs like this one are older than sense.

Again, thank you for your loving comment.

Jochen your response to Chuck was...

On October 10th, 2010 George Mon... says:

The beginning of an experience that actually changes your belief systems as you write about how hard it is to change them. I speak about this in my response to Chucks Great comment.

George

A personal perspective on the question

On October 12th, 2010 Chuck Gebh... says:

Dear Jochen,

About two weeks before my tour in Vietnam was to be up, I collapsed on the street at Than Son Nhut air base. Just before I collapsed, I had suffered a series of physical and mental traumas, all within a matter of a few days, that culminated with some sort of infectious meningitis. I am told I was flown out of Vietnam in a medical evacuation jet back to an air force hospital in the US . I was a patient there for about two months before I have any clear recollection about this hospitalization. It is these recollections I think may be helpful to you.

I recall my air force physician telling me the bad news: he said I would have to prepare myself for living in a sheltered environment as someone’s ward for the remainder of my life. I would never be capable of gainful employment again. I must have been some sight to behold for him to have made these statements with such authority and finality! Certainly my experience matched what he was telling me. I could barely walk and I didn’t have enough coordination in my arms and hands to comb my hair. There was mental terror, too. The terror was that I would live a lot more days like the ones I was living. I felt like I couldn’t face any more sleepless nights full of despair and days full to the brim with both physical and mental anguish.

It was not long after my doctor told me this that I hit complete bottom. Since I held a belief system that made it impossible for me to take my own life, I remember saying a prayer with complete and total conviction, to whomever was listening, to take my life away so I didn’t have to face another day. I said as a lay silently in my bed, through my tears: “please don’t let me wake up in the morning!”

It was the very next day that I got the first idea that was to start my recovery. In my heart I know it was the direct answer to that prayer. I remember hearing a voice say to me something to the effect: “Show him he is wrong.” This was clearly about my doctor and I began to get angry about his definition of my future existence. I said “hell no!” and began to look for ways to demonstrate the foolishness of his prediction.

Within two weeks I was discharged from the hospital and assigned as an orderly on the same wards where I had just been a patient. (I had no medical training, but they didn’t know what to do with me with only a few months left in my enlistment.) It was surreal to be helping with the medical care of other patients who had been lying in the beds next to mine for months!

There is such a contrast with me then compared to me now! I did suffer from PTSD for years (we didn’t know what it was back then, the lack of ability to concentrate and nightmares made medical school quite an interesting challenge), and I did have another bout of disabling depression that hospitalized for me for a few weeks, about a year later, when I tried to do too much too fast, but I can’t imagine anything at this point in my life that could happen to me that would make me this depressed and face that kind of despair. I remember every step on the way of my recovery and I know that the true recovery was just my state of mind. I jettisoned and rejected every bit of the experience that brought me to that state of mind as being no longer about me and as not being able to define my life.

Does any of this apply to you? I truly don’t know, but I do know I am writing it to you out of some unclear intuition that I should write it; an intuition that didn’t want to leave me alone until I fulfilled its suggestion.

As always, my dear friend, I wish you the best in all that you set out to do……Chuck

Chuck's words ring out the chimes,,,

On October 12th, 2010 George Mon... says:

I meant to tell you Chuck to keep this letter and your personal letter to me for a part of your book. The words you speak need to be heard by the collective consciousness of us all and that may be where they are coming from.

Only an hour ago I was inturupted by my life of over 40 years ago. I'll take your time to include a letter that came to me via e-mail: My response to Barbara comes first, then her letter:

Precious Barbara!

Well....I can see sweet One that you aren’t waiting for Godot and what’s more you don’t hang out with Potzo and Lucky either! You’re beautiful!

Now that I’m 86, with a stroke that took out my right side so I had to learn to walk again, talk, again and use a cane to keep my balance, and Yes I also have cancer, that’s being treated with chemo, and glaucoma that’s being treated with drops. My spirit is soaring, I too don’t complain. After a life like mine who could? Life is IS, that all there is to it. Is is what it Is and that’s fixed in stone.

Allowing or accepting is all there is to it to be happy. When my precious wife of 64 years told me she was going to die I couldn’t talk her out of it. Her death did her credit. Like always, she stayed loving, happy, bright, involved in life right to the last minute when she heard the Call. She laughingly said: “Oh! Honey, Get in bed now and cuddle me!” I jumped in bed fully dressed, held her frail body in my arms, sang to her until her eyes closed forever in Eternal Rest. Sure I miss her. We were so close and such good friends all those years. Now I live alone but with the family we loved so much we came here to let her Pass. You would have love her too.

I continue to teach now and then, preach now and then and have lots of people to counsel. I love life. I love you! Please write and tell me more of your life. I’ll always write back!

George with wrinkles that smile.

George Monta

Hi, Mr. Monta

when I was a senior in high school in 1973, I had a problem getting along with my history teacher, Mrs. Kestenbaum. The solution that my guidance counselor came up with, was that I would complete my senior history on what they call independent study. You were gracious enough to let me use your office for my independent study. So basically, every day instead of going to my history class, I went to your office. Many days you were in your office, and we would talk about many things. One of them was that I always felt I was going to die when I was 25. You did I Ching with me, and after observing the results, you felt it indicated that I was not going to die when I was 25, but rather I would be stricken with an illness. You also seemed to think this illness would disappear, or be cured, when I was in my 60s.

This is where it really gets spooky. I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis when I was 25. Within three years I needed to use a wheelchair for mobility. I did at that point continued to have full use of my hands, and if I was laying down, I could move my legs. Through the years the MS has gotten worse, to the point I cannot use my hands or move my legs. When I eat I open my mouth and somebody puts food in it! I assure you I am not complaining, I have had, and continue to have a wonderful life. I have done many awesome things since being disabled, including getting married to a man that has never known me to walk, writing a cookbook (yes, I became quite the cook), having a son now 24 years old, living in California and Hawaii.

I think that when you Mr. Monta, were my human relations teacher, we read a book in the class called waiting for Godot. This book had a life-changing affect on me that I feel has made me who I am today. Back in your office we had many discussions about life and how to live it.

I don't know if you will remember this , but I made you a statue of a headless and armless man when I was in Mr. Von Bidle's art class, out of clay that I coated with lead.

I have often thought of you, and the intuitive way you looked at life. I actually am looking forward to getting into my 60s, to see if what you predicted may actually happen. Well you know what they say, there is always hope.

As I remember more, I will definitely share it with you, if you are interested.

It looks like I've been your ear long enough for now, so on that note I will say thank you, I love you, and take care.

Love,
Barbara

PS, to type I use speech recognition and to control my mouse I use a hands-free touchpad which I control with my chin. They both work great, I am so lucky.

I get letters like this all the time. I took 206 kids to Europe 40 some years ago. At their reunion this year they had a big picture of me and my facebook address. I'm swamped with love, knowing that these darling little kids are grandparent now. Keep your letters, Chuck. for many to enjoy. love

George

Beloved George, this is an

On October 13th, 2010 Gloria Wen... says:

Beloved George, this is an amazing true story. It says so much for Barbara and for you.

Does Barbara read Heavenletters? It would be sweet to have her here and hearing more from her.

stories

On October 13th, 2010 Emilia says:

You two, Chuck and George, are wonderful, as writers and as men.

Emilia George says thanks sweet One!

On October 13th, 2010 George Mon... says:

You tie my heart in the bow ribbons of your love Sweet One.

George

Chuck's arms embrace George and Emilia

On October 13th, 2010 Chuck Gebh... says:

Such a sweet comment Emilia. You and George are two of my most favorite people. But lets not forget our newest friend Barbara, and old friends Jochen and Berit and Maryann and ...and.... and

Love you all!

Chuck you talk like a caterpiller having gestalt about wings

On October 10th, 2010 George Mon... says:

My belief about death was fixed by religion and life and seemed unchangeable. Then one day I watched five of my close friends burn to death and started to burn trying to help them. I thought of yesterday they were alive, this morning I rode to work with them. Now the Life thing was gone from them and partly from me. As my wife nestled in my arms and I sang to her, she breathed her last breath and entered into someplace that I thought I knew about but didn't have a clue about it then.

This event and many others grabbed my will and pulled it screaming and kicking into a different way of seeing. This is sort of a way we think about believing. It seems to me that these kind of experiences are never chosen by us to change us. We see the change when we look back over our life. My chemo is that way right now. My love of Chuck and Jochen change the prescription in my inner lenses and sometimes they add color too. Gloria's words: "Beloved George" helps George see that his persona is really a mask. Isn't life a kick?

George

"To Dream the Impossible Dream to..."

On October 10th, 2010 George Mon... says:

The nice thing about this Dream is some of us are awakening to see who and what we are.

This Heaven Letter is very deep, very important and must be studied for what it tells us about where we came from and what our real heritage is.

Do not read this Heaven Letter and think that this in nice stuff to read about!

Find the door and walk into what this Letter says. This is more than a finger pointing at the sun. This is life pointing at the Son and at you and at your life. I love this!

George

and I love you dear George,

On October 11th, 2010 Berit says:

and I love you dear George, thank you.

Berit

Berit always shines like the Sun.

On October 12th, 2010 George Mon... says:

That's cause she stays close to the Son! I love you

George

YOU ARE VASTNESS

On October 11th, 2010 mary moon (not verified) says:

Dearest MAESTRO, CREATOR, GOD, LOVE and LOVER ABOVE EARTHLY LOVES, GLORY ITSELF, THAT IS YOU !!

I don't know how to comment on this VASTNESS LETTER, dearest MAESTRO! TODAY HAS BEEN A MIRACULOUS DAY
THOUGH !!! It is 10-10-10, and I just read somewhere that we've all been receiving, by YOUR GRACE today energies from the cosmos that are literally from the 10th dimension!!! THAT DOES SOUND LIKE VAST ENERGY, POWER, DEAREST MAESTRO !!

So in a way, I do understand that we are expanding, even our cells are expanding today, our awareness is expanding today.

MUCH LOVE ALWAYS AND THANK YOU FOR THIS VERY HIGH FREQUENCY ENERGY TODAY!!!

You are My descendent

On October 11th, 2010 Berit says:

All is well with the world.

I really needed to read this today. thank you!
much love
Berit

 

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