What are your favorite Godwriting™ blog entries? Do you have some?

I had the clever idea of choosing ten favorites. I found this was impossible for me to do. One leads to another, and I found I can’t really leave out any of my darlings — with the exception of a few that I might remove.

My absolute favorites (I say modestly) seem to be those that are mostly about me!!!! I also, on occasion, do not mind playing the fool, (more…)

I haven’t thought of another way to achieve lasting world peace in a long time. Finally a light bulb went on, and another simple workable idea appeared. This is a sure winner.

Heads of state from every country will meet together with gardening tools. If they can’t all meet at once, that would be okay. Definitely the heads of state of countries that seem the furthest apart will have to meet. On whose soil we don’t care.

Here’s my great idea: (more…)

Heavenletters™ are so full of God’s love that sometimes kind Heavenreaders think I must have all that same love. I wish I did.

For sure, I feel more love these days than I ever did before. By far.

I have more practice with love since I’ve been writing down God’s words every day. Feeling love is kind of nice to get used to. And I am blessed with great opportunity.

When I read your comments on the forum or in this blog, I find my heart bursting with love. You already know that.

On the other hand, (more…)

I heard that Georgia and an abutting state have a quarrel over a boundary line. One of the states is claiming that their boundary should be in the middle of the river, and, therefore, they too should have the water rights. Because this claiming state apparently needs water badly, this is really a suit over water and not theoretical rights.

The last I knew there were no armed guards defending the border rights nor were there any attacks.

I would like to suggest (more…)

This remarkable new idea really comes from Bernie S. Siegel, M.D., author and special friend to Heaven. (It was Bernie who sponsored the Heaven CD. It is thanks to him that we have it. )

In his book, Help Me To Heal, Bernie suggests that, if you are ever in the hospital, in order to ensure you receive the attention you deserve, have your baby picture displayed on the end table beside you where the nurses can see it! (more…)

This is the world I would like:

Everyone would truthfully say what they mean. No one would have to guess what someone meant.

No one would pretend anything. All would be real.

Everyone would truthfully know what they feel. Therefore, there would be no hiding.

There would be no bargaining. A fair price would be set on everything. Prices would be slashed in the first place and not later.

There would be new (more…)

This morning, when I was doing personal Godwriting with God, He called me Beloved. That did me in. Just to think: God called me Beloved.

Then I thought: What if everyone called everyone Beloved?

I know I would swoon. I would turn into a blob of melted butter. Probably it would be too much for me. Whose nervous system could sustain everyone’s being called Beloved? Nevertheless, I would like to find out what it would be like.

Then I thought (more…)

There are beautiful people in this world who think differently from the way I do, even the opposite from how I do.

And then there are also beautiful people who feel exactly the way I do, and say it so magnificently. Here’s an example from Lady Isis: (more…)

Wouldn’t it be great if we could truly end wars, not just the wars themselves, but the disharmony that fuels them?

Another idea to end all wars occurred to me, and I think it’s a great one. First of all, I will tell you how this idea came (more…)

One of my first memories is when I was very young. I’m guessing I was about one, one and a half. I don’t know how I could be so young and remember, but I must have been that little, or I couldn’t have fit through an empty window-pane in an old-fashioned French door.

We had a sun room off the living room, and the French doors were between the two rooms. My brother Sid was about nine, and my sister Eleanor about seven. They would play Easy Money on the floor in the sun room with the doors closed. Of course, I always wanted to be where they were. (more…)