"We are connected by golden threads of thought, and as you think and as you move, you weave Me across the universe."
"You are a delightful toast I raise to Myself. I raise My glass so high that no one misses the sight of it, and all clink their cups with Mine. This is a unique toast We make. We clink stars. We clink the Sun and the Moon. We clink to Our Impermeable Oneness. To Our Oneness."
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A link in the Daily inspirational email I receive from Neale Donald Walsch, took me to a Heavenletter site of such generosity, such brilliance, and such comfort that I wept. Days ago I had a dream about a Tsunami wave on the beach, and then, as I read a Heavenletter letter from the Cosmic Generator, I read of a Tsunami wave of love that will sweep over the world.