HEAVEN #1562 To Know Oneness
God
said:
ALL DISTURBANCE IS OF THE MIND. You may think disturbances happen
out there, but disturbance occurs in the mind. The mind says: "Oh,
no. Best you make something out of this. Recognize the enormity of
this, and block it. Tense up now. Be alerted that this outside event
is to cause you anxiety, and act accordingly." As a matter of fact, an untoward event does not even have to occur
for you to be upset. All you have to do is to give it a thought, and
it might as well have happened because you tend to react to it just
the same as if it had. What do you think anxiety is? It is fear of
what has not happened. Of course, fear is also a string that pulls
an imagined event toward you.
If no one thought of war, would there be war?
When
there is war of any size, personal or global, Oneness has absurdly
assumed it is fractured. You are on one bank of the river, and your
made-up opponent on the other, as if it were possible that Oneness
could be less than Oneness. Do you see what an imagination you have?
You imagine a fraction where only Wholeness can be. You shoot at yourself
in a mirror with a slingshot. You convince yourself you have abolished
a foe when it is yourself you cracked in the mirror.
You are a steward of the universe. You are not to make rifts or allow
them. You are to prevent or, at least, mend them. Let there be no
broken bones in your life. Now you understand what it means to pull
out the splinter from your own eye.
The seriousness you display is such folly. You think that your life
depends upon matters in the world. Your life depends upon nothing.
Your life is sacrosanct. You can never be without it. Of course, you
have sometimes confused your life with your body. Your body is the
least of you. I am the Most of you.
I do not referee your disputes. I do not take sides. I do not see
sides. I do see tomfoolery. I give My love to lift you above it.
Your body is just a disguise. You understand that, don't you? And
yet you forget. And yet you pretend your body is your life. Your body
is just something your life hangs on to for a while. Your life is
the only thing that is forever. Surely fame is not. Surely the trinket
you hold dear is not. But you are. There is no getting away from it.
Eternity is the bed you lie on.
All whom you meet now, you will meet again. You have never been unmet.
You know you will give up your fantasy of apartness, and you will
recognize your Oneness once again. Consider that you are Oneness.
You might as well venture there now. It is a foregone conclusion that
your awareness will return to Oneness. Why not skip the steps and
honor your Oneness as We speak? What do you have to lose but war and
distress and worry and affront? If you hold those dear, then keep
them. If you hold Oneness dear, then, once and for all, embrace it.
It is such a simple thing really to accept your Oneness with all of
creation. Let go of the little popsicle sticks you put up to separate
yourself. Surround yourself with the love in your heart, emanate it,
and you will know Oneness and bask in it.
HEAVEN
#1563 Even When You Are Right…
God
said:
YOU ARE NOT NECESSARILY EQUIVALENT in how you judge
yourself and how you judge others. You may be harsher with yourself
or harsher with others. But all judgment is harsh, beloveds.
You may say that you don't judge, that you live and let live, yet
judgment is also in the mind of those that say Live and let live.
There is no call to grant permission for that which is natural and,
to all extents and purposes, not really your concern. Even when you
are right. Even when you, above all, are right, you have stepped out
of bounds. That you are your brother's keeper does not mean that you
have jurisdiction over another. You have no say on how another conducts
his life. A brother does not seek to overtake or countermand his brother.
Each person acts in the world according to his perception. His perception
is not the same as yours. Bearing that in mind, everyone is right.
Everyone is right as he sees it.
Even when the person himself avows that something is not worthy to
do, he may do it. And so one drinks too much or overeats or drugs
himself or steals or is short-tempered. In that case, it would seem
that people don't even have say over themselves, for they do not always
follow their own advice. What makes you think that someone would follow
yours?
Even when you are right by every standard you know, you don't know.
Even when a beloved's actions lead to their demise, or imprisonment
or poor health, no one on Earth can say for sure that their life was
wrong. Maybe it was right in a way that you cannot see.
Another's life may not at all fulfill the hopes you have for them.
Yet it is their life to live as they choose, even when their choices
are not the choices you would make for them, or anyone. Even when
you love someone, you have to let them go according to their vision
or lack of vision, even if, from your perspective, perhaps from everyone's
perspective, perhaps even from their own, they hurt their life on
Earth. It is their choice, not yours, beloved.
This is not throwing up your hands. This is loosening your hold. Your
emotional hold. This is acknowledging to yourself that everyone is
a free-wheeling being and has the right to the determination of his
own life, whatever you may think of it. In this way, you free him
and you free yourself from obligation. Obligation is a great weight.
Obligation is an infringement on freedom.
You
also have choices. You have the choice to let go of your perceived
right to condemn or chastise another's life. And you have the choice
not to be heart-broken. You have the choice to run your own life.
You have the choice to give up disapproval, even when disapproval
is the only thing that makes sense. This is humbling.
When someone is crippled and cannot walk, you do not demand that they
get up and walk. You don't demand it time and time again. You are
not irate with them. You do not hold it against them. You do not rail
at them. You are aware that, at this juncture of time and space, they
simply cannot walk.
It is not your mission to insist that they walk. You do not take over
their life. You hold doors open, and you let them go through portals
themselves. And then you walk on.
And so must you do with all those who appear less capable than you.
Bless them. Entitle them, just as I entitle you.
©
Gloria Wendroff, 2005
Gloria
Wendroff always
loved reading, writing, and inspiration, but she never gave much thought
to God - let alone dreamed that a time would come when she would hang
on to every word of the Best Storyteller of All. Not until after forty-two
years of wandering did she become conscious of a desire for God. Then
it was another twenty more before she began to hear a whisper. Now,
looking back, she can see a tiny hint here or there but nothing to
prepare her for what was to come.