Waves of upliftment

For someone who doesn't want to make something out of little coincidences which I see as little miracles, I seem to be doing that a lot lately. You may remember that yesterday's blog was entirely devoted to the waves of the Indian Ocean.

From the blog about the Indian Ocean I went to that morning's published Heavenletter, #4259,   Timeless and Spaceless, to select a quote from it for Twitter and to click Facebook and that R from Google.

Now, as you know, I tune directly into God every morning, a Heavenletter and my personal Godwriting. My whole morning is inspiration. It is nothing new. Nevertheless, how I welcome more and more inspiration.

The blog about the Indian Ocean, even though I wrote it, left me feeling inspired! It said, among other things:

I wonder if there is a special course of study just about waves. I suppose that would be the study of tides and the moon's pull...This morning, with each wave, the heart lifts up.

So, then, as I said, I went to Timeless and Spaceless, and here are the first words that God said:

As the tide of the ocean has been set in motion, so have you been set in motion.

But discovering what I saw as a connection between my focus on the blog and the first words of a Heavenletter written down about three months earlier uplifted me enormously.

It was like, rather than my knocking on God's  door, He had knocked on mine and left me a Post It note saying:

Hi, Gloria, I'm here too. I'm everywhere.

Again, I don't want to make too much of it. It's not that I felt that God had forgotten me, but, with this little coincidence, He was reminding me of His Presence, and I felt enormously uplifted.

Anyway, God's first sentence in the Heavenletter brought me back to the certainty that God is with us every moment. What more is there to know?

Today's Indian Ocean Update

This morning the ocean blue looks like waves of bright blue velvet. The velvet ripples smoothly, as though the fabric were a big bolt of cloth being laid out by a professional sale clerk. The white surf is like the white salvedge edge of the material. As the sales clerk displays the material, the blue velvet seems to shimmy and undulate as it furls and unfurls, not quite like a belly dancer yet not altogether unlike one either. This is a sensual Indian Ocean here at Palm Beach, South Africa, this morning.