Long have I known that I am a divergent thinker. Nowhere have I known this so well as with computers. When it comes to computers, I don't have the same vocabulary at all -- or even a vocabulary. I'm not sure even that the language side of my brain is involved when it comes to computers.
By this I mean, that, sometimes, it occurs to me that my hands know how to do things on the computer....
A dear Heavenreader recently sent me a sample of the Godwriting™ she did on her own. What I mean by on her own is without a Godwriting workshop. Of course, no one does Godwriting on their own. God is there. People were hearing God long before Godwriting workshops appeared!
It strikes me deeply that we Godwrite™ on God’s behalf. The words are His. The words come from Him. God wants to be heard. He wants us to hear Him.
I am coming to think that all we do, we do for God. There is no individual little self to do it for. All that we give is given to God whose heart is within ours. If there is Oneness, and God says we are One, then Oneness is.
Here is Sally's Godwriting™. Note how the style of Sally's Godwriting differs from Laura's. Truth from God can dance in or walk in or stride in. Sally is a most gentle thoughtful person, yet the style of Sally's Godwriting in this example is direct, hard-hitting actually. Of course, I love it!
More and more am I not only aware of this, I see more of all the interconnectedness that life holds for us. I could go way back in life with my love of poetry and Rumi's poetry and my supreme Sufi memories, but I will start first about how this Rumi poem came to the right place at the right time when I heard from an old friend who emailed me from out of the blue: