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A Pure Stream of Love

Heavenletter #5150 Published on: December 31, 2014

God said:

How beloved I, God, am.

I, God of My Beloved One, how loved and loving am I. I reach into your heart, and I warm your heart in My heart. I blow on your heart gently and then place your heart back as I would put a baby in its cradle. Your heart is at home with Me, and your heart feels treasured as it is meant to feel. Your heart is meant to recognize itself as a treasure, a kind of communication point between Heaven and Earth until, in your awareness, that there is no distance or difference between the two just as there is no real difference between your heart and Mine.

There has been a fine mix-up of Our hearts. Your heart is Mine. Mine is yours. The difference is in point of view. The difference is in vantage point. The heart is made of feelings, yes, and yet much more. Your heart is like an over-soul. The physicality is one thing. The essence and clarity of your heart are ever so much more.

Unclothed, unstraightened, your heart is a vast calling-card that you leave everywhere so that it is available to be picked up by everyone in passing. You do not keep your heart so much in reserve. You allow it to be observed, noticed, seen.

Your heart does not give a hard-sell, naturally. It is more that your heart is an offering. No one has to drown in your love. It isn’t exactly that you give your heart away free. Yes, you don’t charge for it, yet your heart is sacred and you know its full value. Your heart is not exactly a candy machine. Your heart is aware of its value to everyone, most especially its value to Me.

Your heart pumps for Me. Incidentally, others find their way to your heart. Some stop here, and accept your love dropped off at the way-station. The way-station is sort of like a bus-stop, yet I am your Main Customer, so to speak. It is not that I need your love. I love it.

You drop off the love from your heart just the way you walk past a corner. You keep going. You do not announce your love with a big arrow. It is a simple drop-off. You don’t have to stop people to point out your heart to them. You do not beat drums. Those who go past your heart without a backward glance, that’s fine with you too.

It’s like you leave fresh water. Those who want to stop to drink, they are welcome. Those who pass by, they are also welcome to pass by.

Because you leave a calling card of your love doesn’t mean that anyone has to stop and partake. Your giving love is not at your insistence. Your love is available, that’s all. Remind yourself that you leave your love for Me at Our meeting place. My heart always meets yours.

And if you are someone who hustles past the bus stop of Our love, I catch up to you and listen to your heart-beat and wave you on to your day. Perhaps you turn around right away, or you stop on your way back and leave Me a note or a nod. Perhaps you will follow Me. Perhaps I will register with you, and you will accept certified Love of God. Deep in your heart. Deep in Our hearts, We know love. There is no written paper as with a deed. It is all by heart.

This is Our love. We pledge Our troth. We are committed to one another. We are committed to Oneness. We drink of Our love, and We pass it around, Our love, a pure stream of love that passes between Our hearts, and all is well. We simply offer Ourselves to the world, and so be it. This is how We live on Earth as if in Heaven.