It used to be that I would be thrilled to have a bunch of blog entries written down ahead. The more drafts I had, the better I felt. It was my security to have blog entries written down ahead. The more blogs written ahead, the more secure I was. I took pride in accumulation.
Then I got into having no blogs written ahead. And I have enjoyed that very much. More spontaneous. More trusting. More living on the edge.
Then this morning, this very morning, I couldn't think of what to write about. I was stumped. It was like my moment of truth.
Then, suddenly, an entry propelled itself and came together, and you are reading it now.
The first impulse came from an email from Lance King, heavy metallist.
You may remember Lance took a line from Heavenletter #3348, God Writes a Jingle.
Lance entitled his song Gotta Let Go, which I later wished I had used for the title of the Heavenletter. Here is how Lance's email began:
I woke this morning and counted blessings I was thankful for, it took me quite some time before I was interrupted by my daughter, I think I could have gone all day lol.
Heavenletters™ are one of those blessings, my dear, and I am now ready for you to take the song "Gotta Let Go" and use it however you like in your quest of getting souls' attention to God's wonderful messages.
Like a butterfly I release it...
Now, Lance sent his email as a reply to Heavenletter #4181 In Your Realization of Oneness, May 6, 2012. Of course, I reread the Heavenletter and it sank in that this is where I am now.
In Oneness, you let go of your old identity. Even wonderful identity, you let go of it...Even the identity of family, you let go of. Good family, happy family, sad family, unhappy family, you let go of. Your profession, you let go of. Your wages, large or small, you let go of. Employment or unemployment, you let go of. Gender, you let go of. Age, you let go of. You might think you are being reduced to Oneness, yet all your ties on Earth assume a different position, and you are rising to Oneness...
Of course, I would describe my personal experience as a sense of lostness. As I wrote in a recent comment to Normand under yesterday's blog, I am feeling pretty much like "a stranger in a strange land."
In my personal Godwriting™ this morning, I told God my troubles, and God said:
It’s all right, Gloria. It’s all right. You are being burned in a fire right now. You are like metal being tempered. Gloria, you are losing yourself in order to find yourself. Yes, you are tempered steel. Tempered steel is stronger than iron.
I said: Thank You, God. May I be strong for You. May I not be so sensitive. May I let go of all I hold on to. May I be resilient. How do I be strong, God, and not bend.
Bend, Gloria. Bend.
And so this is the Godwriting blog entry for today.
Lance King CEO
Nightmare Records & Distribution
7751 Greenwood Drive,
St. Paul, MN 55112 U.S.A.