God at Godwriting Workshops

Godwriting™ workshops are very much on my mind as I anticipate the European Godwriting Tour coming up soon.

Scenes go through my mind. Do you know what I mean? My mind enacts a possible future scene.

Here's one of those scripts that recently traveled through my mind:

A participant asks: "What if I want to write to an Archangel instead of God? What if I want to write to Archangel Metatron or Archangel Gabriel? What about that?"

I say benignly: "It is not for me to say whom you can or cannot talk to or hear from. Who am I to say? Yet for this workshop, let's make it God."

"But why?" the participant asks.

I say: "God is so simple. Even the word God is so simple. It is one-syllable. Archangel Metatron is six syllables."

And then I add with a flourish: "And this workshop is so simple."


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I love the beautiful simplicity of Godwriting workshops. I cannot compare them to anything because I have not been to many workshops, and yet the first Godwriting workshop I went to was simply awesome. The best! I loved the stillness around the workshop.

Complexity emerges from simplicity. Everything emerges from the One. Yup, God is.

But why God should be talking to this lovable participant?

Beloved Emilia, it is my understanding that God is talking to all of us all the time. God is never absent.

To "hear" God, all we have to do is to not block His words of love and wisdom.

Why wouldn't God be talking to us? Why wouldn't God love to talk to this participant and be heard?

What would we feel if we had been brought up to know our worth? What if we had been brought up to know that it is the most natural thing in the world to hear God?
What if we lived in a society where it was unusual NOT to be hearing God?

What if we didn't have our preconceived ideas?

What if we were like the little child?

I agree with you. I was just trying to reassure that guy that we usually have what we ask for.

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