Heavenletters

It starts feeling good to be told I am so much more than I thought I was. And there is nothing vague or metaphorical or hyperbolical about this. We have heard it many times, perhaps most bluntly in Heavenletter #2508:
 
Now, no more nonsense. Now, pure light. Now, you need no confirmation but your own. Assume your rightful status, beloved souls. Say now:

“I am God. I am God. I am God.”
 
One part of me has always believed this, another hast strictly rejected it. One part just knew that twoness is impossible and even, if I look more closely, unthinkable; that space, time and matter cannot exist as entities in themselves. So there is no difference, no this and that anywhere, oneness being so seamless that "I am God" is a silly statement, really. Well, I love silly statements. The strange thing is that as long as you feel that you don't belong and that God hates you, your deepest intuition, that of oneness, hurts more than words can say. But the worst of it is over now. Thank God for Heavenletters, and this one especially.

Okay, if leaping over tall buildings is the gauge, I'm still not believing 25% of what God says and no one I know is. But that also means there is much more to discover, which is lovely.

Isn't it strange how long and arduous the path to love seems to be in a society that goes on and on and on about love 24 hours a day? Isn't it absolutely amazing we are still trying to build empires, still not feeding, healing, housing the hungry and sick and homeless? Perhaps we will start in earnest tomorrow. Perhaps we are over 20% already.