Messages & Channelings

Heavenletters > Heaven #2739 Why Feel Sorry for Someone?

Have I given you too many things to do or not to do? Of course, all guidance I give boils down to love, so, in actually, there is only one thing I ask of you, and that is to love yourself. You cannot love others more than you love yourself. I speak of loving and not attachment, beloveds. I speak of loving yourself and not holding yourself for ransom, as it were.

Heavenletters > Outside the Realm of Time

God said: You must know by now that time is meaningless. Oh, yes, you rush to keep up with it, yet it is always ahead of you – or behind you. It circles around you, ready to wrangle you, to entrap you, to reduce you, to make you temporary as it is instead of eternal as you are. Time itself is a time-waster. And yet time catches you in its net and won’t let you go. You look forward, and you look backward. You are always trying to manage time. You make lists for it.

Heavenletters > Heavenletter #6563 Look Toward the Sun

You don’t have to look around every corner seeking safety in one form or another. Be done with the idea that you are in jeopardy. You don’t have to put your fisticuffs up. Have you had the idea that you have to protect yourself and your rights on Earth at all costs?

Heavenletters > A Bell Will Ring

God said: What do you think anxiety is? You recognize it when you have it. You are very familiar with it, but what is it? It is a gnawing disturbance that your mind has set in motion. Even when you don’t know what your anxiety alludes to, your mind has decided to bring it on. It would stir the pot of anxiety.
God said: You are a like a yellow buttercup that grows in the field. Like a buttercup, you catch the sun, and you reflect it. Like every buttercup in the field, you are sweet and dear to Me. I note you waving in the breeze. My hand passes over you, and I send you blessings. The buttercup in the field notes My blessing. You, however, may be too busy, involved with other things.

Heavenletters > Heaven #2759 To Your Health

Say farewell to fatigue. Fatigue is a burden you have been carrying. You no longer have to carry it. I speak of the fatigue that doesn't leave or comes back for no good reason at all. Honest fatigue is one thing. Fatigue for no good reason is another. By all means be rested, but it is not necessary to rest before everything else.

Heavenletters > Heavenletter #6593 Friends Left by the Wayside

Beloved, you think of another long ago friend of yours from many long years ago. Your heart aches to talk to once more to this friend. You have no way of knowing if this long ago friend is still alive.

 God said: Look up. No matter what, look up. See the sun. Look up, and see brightness. Keep looking up, beloved. When your eyes pain you, look up. When your heart hurts you, look up. When you feel bereaved, look up. The physical act of looking up will change the circumference of your thoughts. Heaven, as pictured, is a metaphor, and yet, like all metaphors, it contains Truth. When you look Heavenward, healing occurs. Even when your eyes are closed, look up. You will also be looking inward. Stand tall and straight. Picture a sterling golden chain of love from Heaven holding you erect. Straight posture is good because it makes a straight line to and from Heaven. You might as well picture the straight line from you to Heaven and Heaven to you. It is not all imagination to think this. Besides which, your imagination can do anything. Imagine what you want to come to pass.

Heavenletters > HEAVEN #2232 Angels at Your Feet

God said: This thing about love is that it is your destiny. It is your choice of destiny, yet, when you see through clear eyes, you have no choice. You know the difference between a nickel and a dime, so what can you do but choose the dime? You know what love is worth, and it is worth everything. There is nothing that compares to love. Nothing in High Heaven and nothing on Earth. Love is all there is, and love is mighty, not as a fortress but as a gateway.

Heavenletters > Heaven #3930 What Makes You Happy?

To thine own heart be true. Where does your heart leap to? And where does it fall down from? And, yet, do not jump to conclusions as to where your happiness lies. Give yourself breathing space. Find the level of your heart. Where does it like to be? If your heart were a bird, what tree does it like to sit on? What note does it like to sing? Deeper than deep, where does your heart's happiness lie?

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