Heavenletters

There is nothing that is not possible.
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Dream wild dreams for Me.
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Dream big ones and little ones.
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Walk through every inch of your dream, and do it again and again.
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Walk through how you would feel...
 
Is there a need to interpret "nothing" in There is nothing that is not possible.? What about new teeth? Ten years off? Flying? If nothing really means nothing then flying and everything is possible. Let's do it.

When time and space do not exist as so many Heavenletters assert and as I have felt for many years, it follows that nothing exists, no matter, no thing, no being, nothing. Or in the words of Heaven #3169: "There is nowhere, beloveds. There is nothing. All that is evident to you is nothing. There is no time, no distance, there is nothing at all." If there is nothing at all, then what seems to be there hast to be fantasy, has to be imagination, taking up as much space as the scenes in my dream of the night, that is, no "real" space at all.

What I see is just seen but not really there except as an insubstantial, projected image. Pain is just felt but there is no real aching tissue. The impact of my running against a lamp post feels extremely real and yet is only a story I'm telling. Everything, all of it, is only imagined and as unreal yet convincing as in a dream of the night.

Since everything exists only in imagination, it should not be a problem to re-imagine absolutely everything. One would expect it to happen more often, new limbs, new hearts, new livers, all home-grown. Well, as a matter of fact, it happens all the time. Whatever I see is what I believe must be there. In other words, the world, my life, my self and all seeming events are as I expect them to be and thus imagine or voodoo them into being.

We have arrived at the crucial juncture: expectation. If it were possible to re-expect at will, we would all be growing new teeth, we would remove wrinkles, we would fly – or we would have simply gone home, leaving the whole imagination business behind until we feel like taking it up again.

Anyway, that's what dreams are for: getting used to unlimited possibility again, letting go of so-called realism (which is only fear of disappointment anyway), softening expectations until they can be disassembled and disposed of. Dream your real dream, not a modest or reasonable one. Whether it is a big dream or a little one, let it be wild, only the wildest dreams are ... God's. Walk through your dream, touch everything in it, and do it again and again. Never check on its degree of fulfillment or probability. Stick with how you would feel...