Beloved Chuck

This blog entry is in response to Chuck’s comment on the post before last. Please read his insightful post here: http://www.godwriting.org/godwriting/somethings-got-to-give-overdoing.htm#comment-85291  What Chuck wrote is a blog of itself.

Beloved Chuck, you put yourself out there too, and now you are even more beloved Chuck.

I will tell you all my thoughts.

By your compassion, it is possible that YOU did the final healing on this!

Let me tell you more about my writing about my cousin and the feeling I had afterward. Before I do, I want to say there is a “rule” of good writing that the author holds back, doesn’t tell everything, doesn’t reconcile or resolve, doesn’t explain, just leaves it to the reader. The story stands on its own, and it’s left to the reader to fill in the edges, which you did so admirably.

I had not had conscious memories of my Cousin Francis in years. Thirty years? I had almost conveniently forgotten how selfish I was. I had no conscious idea that I loved Cousin Francis.  Way back then, I was pretty frozen in general. I certainly had no idea I felt affection for Francis. Back then, I didn’t know my own feelings, and I didn’t express them.  Not until the story about Francis started writing itself, did I have any idea that I loved the guy.

I was doing my personal Godwriting to God when that story demanded to be written down. Here’s the personal Godwriting:

2-9-10

Gloria to God:  Beloved God, maybe I am just going through roughness.

God: I would say you are –

At this point, I just stopped where I was and left personal Godwriting aside and let the story of Cousin Francis come out. It was like I had to.

Then I returned to my personal Godwriting:

Gloria: I’m back an hour or longer later. God, it came over me so strongly to write down the Cousin Francis story. And I did. It just wrote out, God. Is this a sign I am to do personal writing?

God: You can see that it had to come out. Yes, take it as a sign.

Gloria: It was an irresistible urge, but not all irresistible urges are to be followed.

God: This one was, beloved Gloria.

Then the next morning, in my personal Godwriting, I wrote:

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Gloria to God: Yesterday the story about Cousin Francis came so strongly. It seemed so important to me. And now I wonder if something was healed — for me, for Francis, perhaps for my mother. What was so strong in the pull of that story?

God: Your love. That was the pull.

After the story was written and posted on the blog in four installments, I was so happy. I kept returning to it and reading it over and over again.

I have to tell you, dear Chuck, that I felt like a new person, as though years of stress had been removed from me.

I not only recognized my love for Cousin Francis, I felt his love for me, not from the past, but from right now. I can feel his pure love any time I think of him. In real life, Chuck, he was a tiny tiny fraction of my life, and yet, obviously, there was something huge going on there.  And writing down what I remember also seems to have been huge.

Now I’d better let go of my regrettable selfishness and and focus on the love that has miraculously interwoven its way through.

Again, bless you for your caring and extending yourself so much.

Chuck, I do think that in the writing was the healing.

Posted by Gloria on February 16th, 2010 under these topics
Family Stories, Personal Development, Godwriting Journal

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13 Replies

Reply from Chuck Gebhardt on February 16, 2010

Gloria, dear, your healing is music to my ears. Feeling like you are a new person after an experience is a very reliable sign of true and deep healing. People often talk of feeling “lighter” or more vibrant and have more energy after this kind of deep level healing. I suspect you felt all of this.

In my day to day life as a physician, I know I help a lot of people, but I no longer hold the illusion that I heal anyone. I comfort a lot and I make suggestions and I use people’s belief in modern science and in certain prescribed medicine’s to facilitate improvements in their illness, but it is their trust in me and their beliefs in modern medicine that heal them. Even more precisely, it is God’s love that actually does it all, physicians and other health care workers are just conduits like you are when you Godwrite. This process is nicely illustrated for all to see by your Godwriting interchange that brought about your healing. You trusted what you received from God and wrote out the story, and you trusted us, your readers, in putting it out on the blog.

I see all illness as a type of pressure toward the healing of blocks deep within us. The pressure to write your story and my mental impression of a dark spot in your psyche both illustrate this. I see them both as symbolic of the buried hurt in need of resolution. The symptoms and physical manifestations of disease processes are the superficial markers of these deep blocks that we often bury out of fear of allowing their expression.

I spend a lot of time not truly helping people heal. I help a lot of people just remove the superficial signs and symptoms of disease without ever dealing with the real illness. Not that I wouldn’t love to always get to the real issues behind the problems, but few are open to this. Sometimes I get frustrated by this state of affairs, but I realize now that I must be patient. Slowly the truth is dawning on mankind where our real problems lie. Part of my impatience with certain matters concerning Heavenletters is that your letters and forums are such a marvelous opportunity for this message to finally see the light of day and to be accepted and believed. I have a powerful longing to see these messages spread widely and quickly.

There is a lot to learn from the last four or five blogs you have put up here, I have just touched on a couple high points, but this is already getting a bit long. I too feel strong pressure to write things, but I can too easily get carried away with my enthusiasm.

This is a great spot for me to express my appreciation for the opportunity to communicate to others what I often have to just sit on for lack of an ear to accept and understand what I am trying to say.

Love and peace to all…….Chuck

Reply from emilia on February 17, 2010

I love, I love, I love what you both say!

Reply from Gloria on February 17, 2010

Dr. Chuck, I would love you to be my doctor. And, Emilia, maybe we could make you Chuck’s loving receptionist who makes people feel good by the way you make appointments for them — or his nurse, if you’re willing.

Beloved Chuck, you bring up so many points that I feel another blog coming on!

Reply from Pam (fortheloveofGodde) on February 17, 2010

Chuck, I agree with Gloria. If I were ever to have a doctor again, I would want you. It is healing to my soul to know the spiritual you–I had read several of your comments and grew to admire you before learning you were a, SHUDDER, allopathic doctor. You are both proving that healing ourselves and the testimony of that healing helps others to do the same. Thanks to you both.

Reply from Normand Bourque on February 17, 2010

Beloved Chuck, whenever I read your post, I just FEEL, almost HEAR the tone and softness of your voice. The peace and calm of your words is a healing in itself.

Reply from Dorothy on February 17, 2010

Chuck,
You are exactly who I would want to help me heal. For I know that it is up to me to do the work. Sometimes we just need someone to point the way because we have lived with it inside us for so long that we no longer can see it or acknowledge it. It is buried deep and causing physical symptoms. I see my friends my age getting prescription after prescription for symptoms and I think, if you would work on why you have these symptoms, healing would truly happen. Instead they mask their symptoms with meds.
Nice to meet someone who understands the true meaning of healing. Thank you for sharing that with us.
Blessings,
Dorothy

Reply from Chuck Gebhardt on February 18, 2010

I hope everyone knows how much I appreciate their comments.

What I have written about this topic feels different than I usually feel about what I post in these forums. I’m not sure I can put into words just how it is different, but I will try. What I have been trying to convey about Gloria’s Francis stories feels somehow quite certain and beyond any questioning as I reread the words. The writing, itself, does not provoke any sense of doubt and this feels good. Some doubt does arise, however, as a kind of after effect in my mind in response to the ideas conveyed. It is like a little devilish voice that was wondering how what I have written would be received and asking if others will understand and agree. The lovely comments erase these silly little doubts and for that I am very thankful.

Reply from Lynda Hallett on February 19, 2010

hello Gloria,

I have had such a busy and stressful week. When I read you had decided to take a step back from the blog, I truly understood.
It seems there is healing happening everywhere!

After reading the note on “asking for the resistance to go” and “start somewhere and it will come to you,” on February 11th I decided to try “Godwriting.”

I asked God what to do about my financial situation and my work.. I sat there, for what seemed to be such a long time, not hearing anything. Not feeling the need to write. Nothing was coming. Then I heard a very firm,
but soft voice -

You doubt my love for you, my methods, my actions?
Dear Lynda, joy lives in your heart. Release the fears, dwell not on what you believe you lack, but on what you are grateful for. Do not depend on logic for the answers you seek. Pray, love, meditate - go within, I am there. You are loved beyond the stars - look up and see the light.

Well, I put the pen down, and began to cry. of course they are tears of joy, that I know many like me have cried. I have been writing a “gratitude” journal since that day.

And here is what happened. The director that had the heart attack last April (and then returned in September)
was really struggling. He took last week off and submitted his resignation on Wednesday. (now the two people who had been sabotoging me are gone). So, many problems have been coming up daily, and I have tried to just keep my head up and deal with things. Debra, the other director (who has gone to bat for me all along) was in a meeting with Jim (the executive director) and he made a comment to her that “I just love this woman. She has grace and integrity and always does the right thing.” Debra shared this with me. My response was “love doesn’t put gas in my car. I’m fed up and tired.”
I went home that night, and I wrote in my gratitude journal, that I was grateful for my job, and that I know there is something better for me.

Well, today (I work from home on Fridays) at 1:45pm, my phone rings. It is Jim. He has quite a light and lively tone to his voice. He asks how I am, and do I have time to talk. He tells me that he has been meeting with the financial director and made a decision that I need a promotion. My position is to become a managerial position with an $8,000 per year increase. Jim tells me I need to be compensated for my efforts and he truly wants me to stay, and realized that he must provide the title and dollars that go hand in hand with this.
Of course, it comes with more responsibility and I will need to handle the property management for the entire agency. (I already am, but he wasn’t aware).
He wants to “officially” meet with me next week and “sign the papers.” And work out the details.

When I called Debra, I asked her if she knew he was going to do this. She said, “yes he told me he wants to call you himself, and give you the good news.”

So, I’m sure I’ll have much to say in my gratitude journal tonight.

I have a bowl of angel cards in my kitchen. Yesterday I pulled “celebration” and today “patience.”

I can feel God smiling right now.

In love & light,
Lynda

Reply from Gloria on February 19, 2010

What a beautiful true story, from beginning to end.

You hung in there and rewards caught up to you.

And you started Godwriting! God was there all the time, waiting for you!

Spin the wheel here and tell us what Heavenletter you get! http://www.heavenletters.org/walking-in-love.html

Oops, I gave the wrong link! I meant to give the Cosmic Wow Generator — not the Heavenletter I got!
http://www.heavenletters.org/random-heavenletter-universe.html

Does it apply?

How very happy I am for you. Your dreams are starting to come true. Hip hip hooray!

Reply from Lynda Hallett on February 19, 2010

Heavenletter #1491 Walking in Love Dec. 2004

Yes, it is so true. There are several of us at the agency who have now become quite prominent in what we believe and “walk the talk.”
And have also become the beacons of light, because we speak our truth and have follow through.
And every one of us has strong faith in God’s love and what can manifest if we believe.
When I emailed Debra to thank her for all of her support, she responded, “just think of me as the little engine that could. And I believe that if we truly feel strongly about something, and it is right, it is meant to be. this was meant to be.”

I have everyone on to Heavenletters and a few other daily “inspirational” sites. That is the first thing we all do before we even answer messages.

See what you started, Gloria? You and God?

Lot’s of love and light to you.

Reply from Gloria on February 20, 2010

Beloved Lynda, I started nothing. I trailed along. I follow. And what a leader I follow. How blessed I am.

Reply from Lynda Hallett on February 20, 2010

Gloria,
What makes you think I wasn’t supposed to read Heavenletter #1491? I believe I was.
I did pull a random Heavenletter #920 April 28/03, “Footsteps.”
Now this one clearly was meant for me to pull. Count your daily blessings…give of yourself… shed a little light..perhaps you will leave graciousness..
Ah, and then there were the dreams last night.
The beautiful silver metorite that shattered open in space, and then spread pink sparkles everywhere on earth. Like fairy dust.
And I woke at 3am, hearing the same firm but soft voice I heard when I was Godwriting.
The voice said ” love does put gas in your car.”

And I love that God has such a wonderful sense of humour!

Lots of love & light.

Reply from Chuck Gebhardt on February 20, 2010

What a lovely dream,Lynda! I can see this meteorite and its explosion as I read what you wrote. The fairy dust is us, of course, the essence of the meteorite in each of us on this earth. And, yes, love does put gas in our car. Thanks for the reminders, love……Chuck

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