What Godwriting is like sometimes
Do you remember when you were so much in love and you were eager to see the person you loved, and, at the same time, you were nervous about it. It was almost too exciting for you.
You didn't want to flub anything. You wanted to be yourself, and you wanted to be what the one you loved and who loved you wanted you to be or thought you were. You were unsure that you really were what it was he thought you were. You knew he loved you. At the same time, you couldn't quite believe it. You couldn't fathom it.
Each time you met, you were breathless. What would he say? What gift would he bring you? Was he blinded by love? Did he have stardust in his eyes?
When would you have less stardust in your eyes? When would you be just normal and take his love as it was given to you? When would you accept his love as a part of your life and not be in high gear all the time?
That's how it's been with God and me and Godwriting™ for twelve years. Not always, sometimes.
Don't think that the experience of Godwriting has to be any certain way. It doesn't. It just has to be what it happens to be.
Even though it is my habit and my desire and my excitement to go to the computer and hear God so intimately, there is that tiny thread of wondering. I know that the love between God and me comes as a great gift -- really as a miracle -- and I am not equal to it. I couldn't possibly be, and yet God comes every morning and whispers words for me to write down. What a Presence He is.
My wondering is about My capability, not God's. And God comes through every single time. Godwriting is the serenest time of my day. As soon as God starts talking, I am closer to God and further from my picture of myself. In a sense, although I know everything that is going on, I do not exist at all. It is a wonderful thing to not exist and God exists and God is All, and there is nothing for me to do but to be loved by God and know it.
As extraordinary as Godwriting is, it is also ordinary. It is not out of this world. It is in this world, and God is in this world, an extraordinary ordinary experience in the world. There is no music in the background. It is simply God in the foreground, as if He were an everyday occurrence, which He surely is. When my attention is on Him, His attention is on me. God speaks. My fingers type. I am enthralled without being enthralled. I am Cinderella accustomed to being with the Prince, so accustomed that sometimes my mind is elsewhere.
Thank goodness there are mornings with just God and me, and He is my focus.
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Wow! Mark this entry for "The Little Things"
One, for The Little Things in preference to the How to Godwrite book?
So magical and yet so much at home. Thanks for sharing Gloria, really lights up my heart. Love, Ginger
Absoluteley soaring, Gloria. How inspiring. I think every one of us also has that chance to communicating with God. But His way are different for each of us, according to what we are. And of course God feels at ease to talk when there isn't too much noise in our mind.
Beloved Normand, it is interesting some of the words you use! And, of course, there is truth in what you say, and yet...
"According to what we are."
This is true, but not according to what we seem to be in the relative sense. God keeps telling us what we are, Who we are, and we don't believe it!
"God feels at ease to talk where there isn't too much noise in our mind."
God is totally at ease! I have the feeling that He is talking to us all the time -- or vibrating to us. AND...
We can hear God even with noise. God tells us that to hear Him, we don't have to wait for anything, we don't have to prepare, we don't have to be anything but what we are!
Loving you,
Gloria
The system isn't taking my comments. This is another test.
Now I get through:
"…talking to us all the time…"
Yes, there are Heavenletters that state exactly this, even in much the same words, I believe. It's nice to know that His "speaking" is there and will be there unceasingly for all eternity. Perhaps this fact inspires laziness; perhaps we would listen much more attentively if God spoke only once in a century. But thank God He's not a taskmaster. Which leaves us with 86,400 seconds every day for tuning in to Him. And the second we will finally use will be the right one.
Dear Gloria, I don't think that I am a Godwriter and I honestly don't know how to Godwrite. And I am far from sure that I can Godwrite. What I am sure of is that God doesn't talk to me in the same "fluent way" as He talks to you. I just catch messages once in a while and I do an "enzymatic" job in breaking messages into components that I can assimilate and teach to myself.
To Jochen and Normand,
Beloved Jochen, could you type in your comment. I am sitting on the edge of my seat, eager to read what you had to say! Or email it to me, and I can insert it into your posts about not being able to! God bless the program, and may it never dare again to prevent a post of yours.
Beloved Normand, okay, dear friend, I don't know how to Godwrite either! God does it. We don't!
First of all, you are not under an obligation to Godwrite! You are so wonderful just as you are, and you are invaluable to Heavenletters. No one HAS to Godwrite.
God talks to me fluently only when I sit down to receive. Generally, except for the twenty or so minutes when I type what I hear, I am not hearing God. My intention isn't there.
Once in a while, while I'm living life, unbidden, I will begin to hear a word or two or a line, and then I run to the computer to write it down. From there, more flows. If I don't get to the computer right away, I don't remember what it was about. I think I will, but I don't.
I look forward to the time you can come to a Godwriting workshop (if you would like to.)
And it's also okay to have doubt. So far as I know, we all do!
God bless you.
With love, Gloria
Jochen, now I see your post! Very beautiful!
That reminds me of something I read once about the stars at night. If we didn't have them every night, wouldn't we ooh and ahh over them!
Dear Gloria,
even if God is always communicating with our real Self (which is absolutely true), He still has to be "invited" to talk to us. God respects our state of mind and He won't come where He does not feel invited. That is what I am referring to when "there is too much noises in our mind".
Beloved Normand, I know what you mean about too much noise, and it is so good to sit down to listen to God, to invite Him to our awareness, and, we do that at workshops. At the same time, there are occasions when God does interrupt us! He will come in! He isn't always so polite that He waits to be invited!
The point I feel duty-bound to make for everyone is that Godwriting is easy. It isn't hard at all. If it were hard, it wouldn't be Godwriting. We're so used to effort, to trying hard, working hard, proving ourselves etc. Godwriting isn't like that. It is more like watching sweet cream pour from a pitcher that is always full.
I know, dear Gloria, that God likes heavy cream (perhaps Devonshire triple cream). He is definitely not on a diet!
Ah, perdon Senora. I meant to write "How to Godwrite", yet this piece would also work in "The Little Things".
We, from the city, do ooh and aah at the stars when we go into the natural beauty of nature, unbleached by city lights.
Dear Gloria ,, the feeling is mutual..When God speaks through us i just let it flow , it feels like sunshine and floating , and everything else fades away...Nothing else matters but you and him,,,GLORY , GLORY, TO GOD IN THE HIGHEST!!, THeres no other greater feeling, than to be used by GOD!!