Dear Blog Readers,

I was going to post the Heavenletter™ today that I talked about in yesterday’s blog entry, yet I so want to respond to the reader comments that appeared yesterday that I would like to postpone posting that Heavenletter, for the comments were gems. I do not want to pass them by.

Charles makes me laugh with his tongue-in-cheek:

I look forward to the Ground Hog Day Heaven Letter. It is always of interest to me when God gives His interpretation of a story or a statement.

And doesn’t God give his interpretations though! He can turn anything into anything, and it comes out wonderful.

Again, in a recent yet unpublished Heavenletter, God compares himself to a flock of geese!

“Imagine a flock of geese. There are many individual geese certainly…You may think it odd that I compare the Oneness of My Heart of Love to a flock of geese…Compare My heart to anything. Compare it to a box of chocolates.”

Charles, you use some great metaphors yourself:

…the allegorical interpretation, which comes up with meanings that are maybe where your soul might want to hang its hat.

Now, isn’t that just right? Where our souls might want to hang their hats. I love it.

And then you go on:

And then sometimes God gives a spiritual interpretation that as often as not leaves me scratching my head a bit and wondering if maybe God isn’t pulling my leg or watching to see how I react. You might call it The Rest of the Story.

Ah, the rest of the story.

In response to Jochen, I already said under yesterday’s blog entry that there isn’t anything God couldn’t say through anyone He chose.

God in all His wisdom is not always logical. I mean, for instance, why would God choose Joan of Arc, a young innocent girl? And yet He chose her, and perhaps her very innocence and unlikeliness is exactly why He chose her.

Jochen goes on to say:

Lend yourself to whatever your soul/spirit wants to say, no matter how contrary it may seem to what your persona has been taught and agreed to take as true, appropriate, sacrosanct etcetera. We all have these areas, but isn’t it always an exhilarating experience to watch God walk where angels fear to tread? Personally, I don’t think that angels fear to tread anywhere. We do, and for very good reasons. Ego fears, and ego tends to trample. Ego wants God at arm’s length. And yet I feel I love Him the most when He gets really outrageous. That’s where I really want to be too, even if I’m still afraid of it.

Isn’t this beautiful? Just to think of it — to let God say whatever is on His mind! I love it!

You also say:

So, yes, the art of a true Godwriter™, probably not learned the first day, is to let God say whatever is on His mind.

I repeat “probably not learned the first day.” I repeat it because this brings up an important point which I am duty bound to clarify.

We are excellent at Godwriting™ the very first time we do it!  Godwriting is Godwriting, or it isn’t. We don’t get better at it! As if God gets better!

I cannot say this enough. Our Godwriting doesn’t get better. Godwriting is what it is.  We may get more confident, but our Godwriting stays God’s.

I would like to give you an example of someone’s very first Godwriting. This is Johanna’s. It is interesting too that Joanna was was sure she couldn’t Godwrite. She had no doubt that she would NOT be able to.  Here’s her very first Godwriting:

Johanna:

            Dear God, why am I having so many problems in my personal relationships?

 

God:

            You are not having problems in your relationships. You are reaching out to encompass the world and, in that, losing the identities of those around you. They are as you of mind and body. Free as blossoms floating in air on wind.

           Accept all occasions as waves or currents meeting in an ocean, touching and whispering to one another in certain directions but ultimately letting each take their own paths. Love is not lost. Feelings do not change. The heart loves. But as atoms move in the air so do all mankind.

  Very beautiful, isn’t it?

When we Godwrite, we have to keep out all evaluations and comparisons. We can’t even be “at our best.” If our Godwriting has to be “good” or “better” or like Johanna’s or anything at all that we say say it must be, we will block the process.  For the moments that we Godwrite, it’s not our consciousness, it’s God’s.  Although we are very aware of what is going on, our consciousness takes a back seat including the desire to have our Godwriting be great.

I will conclude this entry with Jochen’s last lines where, even in our humanness, we are One:

Yes, all human experience is experienced by every “single” one of us. We know more of it today than we did yesterday, and we will know more of it tomorrow — until we can only say, “Yes, I am what you are.”