Heavenpetals -- A New Godwriting™ Carol!

There are quite a few Godwriting Carols! This Carol, Carol B., drove eight hours to come to her workshop here. Because of a scheduling conflict, Carol took this workshop by herself in my living-room. She wrote these Heavenpetals (and more!) during the first two days of our workshop, some at the workshop, some in her motel room. Thanks, Carol B., for sending in your Godwriting™.

Carol to God:

DEAR GOD, I sit on Gloria’s red velour couch quietly listening to birds, and I'm glancing at Gloria sitting at the table.  I cannot determine whether I am Godwriting or by being directed by Gloria.

Led. You are led by Me to enjoy learning. There is joy. You can be; you are joyful. There is something very important here.

Help me not to miss it.

You are not missing ~

What’s wrong with me?

There is nothing, dear child, that has ever been wrong with you.

Why can’t I have ~

You can!

What’s wrong??

Nothing – only what you make up.

But I can’t…

Yes, you can.

DEAR GOD, why is it so hard for me to hear you and then to follow the flow?  Stepping into it is like joining a moving walk at the airport from the side. Love, Carol

Because you believed that you had to step on or step in by yourself.  You never noticed that you were already in the flow of the walk – you falter because you are attempting to divorce yourself from what you love and what gives you joy in order to be accepted and for approval.  Mine and yours - Ours is the only approval you truly need – and the approval already is – so, you have nothing to Do.  It is already occurring.

DEAR GOD, sometimes, I just want to be by myself.  I don’t want anyone to want or need me.  And then, when I make that real, I am angry and upset because no one wants or needs me. Sometimes I think my head is so full or so busy processing new information coming in that I have to lay it down. I am feeling thick.

Thin it out.  Simplify.  Don’t need to be a storehouse; supplies will be brought in by request or by design.  It’s been about holding on.  Let go. You will not fall (falter?)

DEAR GOD, I want to retreat.

You have been retreating, you are retreating.  Why are you wanting what already is – Recognize that I will help re-orient you.  I will, in fact, pick you up and set you on the conveyor, and there will be no guess work.

When?

Just ask.

God, please pick me up and set me where you want me to be or where I need to be.

I am. I am doing that, Carol.

It’s like I have a new friend.

Nothing New.