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True Love Heavenletter #3576 Published on: September 9, 2010

God said:

Oh, for love in the world to be freed from its shackles. To be unlatched. Oh, for love to be a bird that is let out of its cage. Oh, for the window on real love to be opened and left open where it can go out and come in as love likes to do.

Love on Earth has been repressed. You know it has. And sense of need has sometimes replaced love. There would be no unhappiness if the bird of love were let free. As it is, love has been regulated, even imprisoned, as if love had to be cautious and plan its extension carefully. Love would much rather be free to rise wherever it may land. Love wants to be free to love. That’s all love wants, to be a butterfly free to go to all buttercups, drink their sweet nectar, fulfill them, love loving to give itself.

Love is not a mandate. Love needs no mandate. It just needs to be left to be free to alight anywhere or everywhere. A long leash is not good enough for love. A long leash does not allow love to reach everywhere. Love that can go only so far is not free to be the love it is. Love is love, not an arbiter. Love does not haggle. Love knows itself, and that’s all it knows.

Love is not about jurisprudence. There is no court of law when it comes to love. We are talking of true love itself, love not limited to specifications and not physical attraction but love, true love. True love is unbidden. Love cannot be corralled and made to love here and not there. Love cries out from the wilderness of its restraint. It cries out:

“Once and for all, let me be free to do as I will, for I will to be set free from any bounds. I will to be unbounded. I am so tired of restraints. Let me out of this straightjacket that tells me when and where I may love. I just want to love and have no artificial barriers to my love. I can love all. I can love you, and I can love others. I simply know how to love and not find reasons not to love. As for my love itself, it needs no reason. Love does not follow reasons. If love did have rules, love would not abide by your reasoning. Love has a life of its own. Do not take love asunder.

“I am love, and I want to be me. I am not an unruly child. It’s just that the world has made unholy rules for me. Allow me to be what I am. Allow me to be all I am. Allow me to fly high. Allow me to venture forth. Allow me to be love. Allow me to be instant. No longer give me static. No longer decide where I should alight or when.

“I am love. I am not your pet that you decide when to let out or when to let in. I am love. I am my own blend. Let me be what I am without any objections from you.

“There are no limits to me. I love. That is the whole story of me.

“Do not confuse me. Do not cut off my limbs. Do not squeeze me through a slot. Open all doors for me. Open all windows. I want to be me and not someone’s picture of me. I want to be plain love, for that is what I am. I do not want to be sheltered. I want to be set free. I want to be as I am. I want to be me.”

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One Wholeness of Love Heavenletter #3556 Published on: August 20, 2010

God said:

Your shining heart lights the Earth much like the sun. Your heart is a spinning round of love, a spinning centrifugal force of love. Rich ripe grapes from your heart are plucked and thrown across the Universe, and the grapes of love soar. The grapes are much sought after.

From where grapes come, the swallowers may not know, yet they eat the grapes and are nourished just the same.

You toss love from your heart, and the love you toss lands you know not where, and, yet, because of your anonymous love, there is no famine on the land.

Love is the necessary ingredient in everything. Without the essential ingredient of love, not one thing would grow or move or even stay still. Not even one weed would grow without love.

You may say you do not love weeds, and that they grow without your love. Listen, love is as much the life force of weeds as love is the life force of roses, just as much as love is the life force that you are. Love cognized you and every living thing on the planet, and everything on the planet is a living spinning thing. There is no inanimate. There is only love alive.

Even a stone is not a dead weight. It spins. It spins in joy. It heaves itself, a living breathing thing. It is the stuff that mountains are made of. The minerals hold your foot as you climb and boost you and hold you firm and salute your climb.

Love creates more love. There is no end to love, and, therefore, there is no end to life. It is said that life forms are converted and changed. No matter the details, the point is that love and life continue, and there is not one without the other.

There is an internal field of love and an outcropping. There is an eternal field of love on which the winds, which are themselves love, blow the leaves of love and spread them further.

There is a conspiracy of love on Earth, and you are part of it. We could say that love is a shape-shifter, or that you are love in many guises, and yet the eternal nature of love does not change, nor can love be kept locked up somewhere. Love will out. Love created the world, and love is taking over the world. You are overtaking love. You are admitting to your role in the world and putting on your cap or your beret.

You are unrolling a huge canvas, and you paint a picture of the world on it. You are the canvas. You are the painter. And you are the picture of the world that you paint. You paint with love. You are the love that paints.

You play so many roles, you slip in and out of them, and you don’t always know when you are playing or when you are not, when you are on land or sea, when you are yourself or someone else, or whether you are here at all, or where you have been, and what you were doing, or where you are now, and whom you have been with. You may be a game-maker, a costumer for love, a magician, a disappearing act, a troubleshooter or troublemaker.

You do not know if you are at all, for you and I are merged and cannot be pulled apart to be examined. We, the One of Us, cannot be taken apart to be dissected and identified. We, the One of Us, no longer distract Our One Self from the business of love We are about. We are Love, One Wholeness of Love Forevermore.

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