A Letter From Heaven


God said: Open the dial of your heart all the way. Your heart does not have to discriminate. Your heart is simply to love, to love here, there, everywhere. Allow your heart to love. There is something you have to understand. Love is not the personal expectation you have.


To love is not a commitment. It is not an investment. It does not cost. Love loves without attachment, and so you allow your heart to love. It costs you nothing.

You are not a bookkeeper of love. You are not an accountant. You are a dispenser of love, and there is no cost to it. No expenditure of anything but love.

Let your love alight. If you are love, and I say you are, then why not be it? Love hurts only when you make demands of those upon whom your love falls.


Fall in love? The expression would better be to rise in love. Rise in love, and then you acknowledge that you are as much a Great One as the Great Ones. You may not be famous. Fame does not make a Great One. Love makes a Great One. Be a Great One who is not famous. Be an anonymous Giver of Love.


Love is felt from afar. I am the One Source of Love. No one need know your name. It is love that has to be given, and love that has to be known. The name of the Lover is love.

To enjoy the sunshine, you do not have to track it.

To enjoy the sky and the green that grows on Earth, what has to be known? All anyone has to know is that there is a Giver and a Gift.

The Giver and the Gift are all wrapped into One. Open your heart. Simply love. Be the sun who radiates its light for all. The sun does not pick and choose.

The sun does not think or say: “I must use caution. I must choose upon whom my light will fall. I must be very fussy about this.” Of course the sun does not think that. It is more like that the sun thinks: “How far will my light reach today? Upon how many will I cast my light? The world revolves around me so that my light can reach all corners of the Earth. Of course, the Earth does not really have corners.”


And so your love exposes itself to all in its radius and to all beyond its radiance. Light and love reflect themselves. Light and love simply allow themselves to be known. Love goes beyond the senses. The senses give you a dot of love.

Love is greater than a dot. Love is Wholeness, and Wholeness loves to be known for the love that it is. And you, beloveds, are to be known and unknown for the love that you are. Love is not your possession to give or to withhold. As the sun was given light to radiate, so were you given love to radiate.

When did you start to believe that love was yours to withhold? I, God, am not seen, and yet I am not hidden. I am not held in reserve. I am not chosen for one and not another. I am not meant for a particular choosing.

I am for all, just as love is for all.


Did I choose the Great Ones more than I chose you? The Great Ones chose love, and that is the whole story. Call Me God or call Me Love. It is the same. By whatever name I am known, I am Love.

By whatever name you are known, you are the selfsame love, and you are the giver of My love, for all love is Mine, and

My love is for all.


God Created a Wonderful World and Says: (as Channeled by Gloria Wendroff )

My heart yearns for yours as your heart longs for Mine. I know your heart is already Mine, so what I really long for is your knowing My heart is yours inextricably. We ARE One, and yet you, who lives in a human body on Earth, cannot quite fathom how this can be.


You make mistakes. The world has well taught you the error of your ways, while I see your coming to Me. The Promised Land is already yours, and yet you long for it. You crave it. And yet you are not quite able to believe in it as a Reality.

It may seem like fantasy to you, another fantasy you have let float before you, a fantasy that you fear is only a made-up sedative.

Surrounded by what you call reality, looking at the endless facts that surround you, a happy hunting ground seems far away from you.


Stubbornly, I tell you that what you dream of and yearn for is true. Dreams are founded on Truth, and yet everyday demonstrations of less than Truth confound you. The tendency is for you to think that Shangri-la does not exist, cannot possibly exist, not in your lifetime anyway. I think other thoughts, beloveds.


I know Heaven intimately, and I know you intimately, and I know the beautiful Creation that you are in the midst of. Are ripe mangos a dream and that they grow ripe on a tree a dream? Ripe mangoes and grapes and berries and squash and carrots grow for you, each in its season, each in its own way. Is there not a wonderful design that produces food and produces you?


You are ongoing. You have your seasons. At the same time, you bloom for Me eternally. I am food for thought, and yet I am more than thought. I AM. I definitely am not your imagination. I am beyond what you imagine, and so are you. If the best you can do is imagine Me, then imagine Me.

Keep on imagining Me, and soon enough you will discover that your imaginings were always Truth. And then you will do handstands, so joyous will your discovery be. I have been the Truth all along, and all that you were sure was Truth was made up.


With all love and regard for you, you have had many things backwards. You have thought you would be wealthier by stealth. You have thought that grabbing was the way to gain and that giving was the way to lose. Do somersaults with your thoughts, and turn the world right side-up.


Take off your thinking cap and press your hand to your heart. Your heart is where life is. Your thoughts are accessories. Your thoughts march proudly. Too often your thoughts have pushed back your heart. Bring your heart to the forefront.


Your mind is an interpreter, and the mind does not always know whereof it speaks. Your mind is like a know-it-all. No mind knows it all. Minds tend to skim over the surface and pounce on certain aspects that aren't worth pouncing on. But the heart, ah, the heart, the heart alights and smooths away the worry lines erroneous thoughts deepened.


As the world ascends, so does your heart. As your heart ascends, so does the world. Not only are you and I One, the world and you are also one, also inextricably entwined.


The beanstalk that grows to Heaven is your heart. Your heart is a beautiful woven braid that reaches to Heaven and this braid of your heart asks you to climb it, and climb it, until you reach Heaven and you reach Me, and your vision becomes clear, and all your dreams were always true.


Life in the world is not all-dependent upon the physical. Even so, keep something beautiful before you. A flower, a pot of herbs, a bamboo shoot. Let your eye fall on something that stirs beauty in your heart.

A swatch of cloth in a color you like. A little painting. Keep those rays of sunshine available for your heart. It will drink in the beauty between beats. Wear jewelry to make you happy. Nothing wrong with that. A simple piece of colored glass will do.


Trigger your life with beauty, the shape of a circle, or a pear, or three points of a triangle. Change around the placement of that which gives your heart a little happiness. Enjoy the trickling of water over your fingers. Listen to music that you love. Spark your heart with that which you love. Take a colored bottle. Put a stick in it like a straw and have beauty in front of you.


Look out the window, or place a simple work of art where you can look up and see it. Create even physical beauty wherever you are. Walk in beauty. Let your walk be beautiful. Let the motion of your hands be beautiful. You have the grace of God. God's grace is beautiful. Do not dismiss the power of beauty.


Drink deeply of all that life offers you. Your heart will thank you for your consideration of it. Place a stone on your mantel. Let the light shine on it. Love the bit of earth that your feet step on. Make beauty your centerpiece.


Look into eyes and see the beauty eyes reflect. Love everything you look at. And if your table is cluttered, remove that which does not make your table a work of art. Make the room you work in a still life worthy of an art museum.


Today, have in mind the idea that you make everything beautiful for yourself and for others. Have I not surrounded you with beauty? Take your pick of what is beautiful. Choose one beautiful object that signals for you the beauty of life.


One candle on the table is beautiful. Light it. Place two feathers on a wall. Three polished apples in a bowl. Make whatever you touch beautiful. Let your eyes and hands and heart alight on beauty. If you have ten beautiful items on your table, take away nine.


Tomorrow you can take away the one and choose another. Pretend you are on an island, and you select beauty where you find it. A seashell adorns the world. A leaf. A few strands of grass. Even emptiness can be beautiful. There is a fullness of emptiness.


Paste a note on your mirror. “God created a beautiful world for me. Beauty is everywhere. I highlight that which is beautiful.


My eyes photograph beauty wherever they look. I too am a beautiful work of art. The palm of my hand is beautiful. I love My hands. God made them for me. I use the hands God gave me to add to the beauty strewn before me. I am God's handmaiden.


God would only make me to add to the beauty of the world that God stars in.” Paste the words in your heart so that the light of the words emanates from you with every breath. You kneel before Me only so that I may dub you the light of the world.


I place My sword of Truth upon the halo of light above your head, and I pronounce you love, art, beauty, wisdom, engenderer of lighted life upon Earth.


You are My Light-bearer. My Light is everything, and it weighs nothing. You wear it like a tiara, for I have crowned you the Light of the World.


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Message from The Pleiadian Elders:

The Heat of Transmutation As received by Gillian MacBeth-Louthan August 2010 ======================================




We are the Pleiadian energies. We come to fill in the spaces in your life, in you heart, in your thinking, and even in-between the letters and energies of your names. All of you have shown great potential. You show signs of not being consumed with the stoppages and the startings of life.


As the summer fans herself in the heat of transmutation, you will all begin the arduous task of casting away parts of yourself that you still hold onto, parts of yourself you once identified with. As you cast these very heavy nets of self, you may start “throwing stones in the direction of others' blaming them for all of your choices, beginnings and endings.” Pointing fingers at parents and siblings aunts and uncles.

Hosting the blame game on your very own network of ‘poor me'. As you begin this dialogue with cells and universe and memory, you will push and alienate those who once had a place in your heart, throwing out the baby with the bath water. You will find yourself emotionally stranded upon an island of self, creating from empty spaces in your heart.

The haze from your eyes will be lifted so that you will be able to see the past potential within every ingredient and choice of your life. Every failure, every success, every loss, and every gain will fuel the fires of transmutation. Finally opening your eyes to fully understand what the word 'Creation' means and how it takes all elements and all choices to fully create as a God-in training- without fear.


Your choices that seem so limited today are vast future potentials disguised with a veil of invisibility, a sub-atomic membrane that surrounds what is not yet birthed. It is said by many that there are secret chambers within the Great Pyramid and within many sacred sites.

Yet using all scientific instruments of the day, nothing can be found. Yet millions of people continue to search because innately they know it is true. It is hidden from the eye of the beholder, but it is not hidden from the eye of the future and the eyes of the past.

It is the same with you dear ones. You feel every thing around you beginning to take form, offering you new opportunities, new understandings, and yet, you see it not with the eyes of your humanness.

You know it is there because you can feel it. It silently breathes upon you; it fogs up the lenses of your eyes. Nevertheless, it avoids your touch. You look deeply at your world and you see nothing. Yet, you feel it with every inch of your body. The invisible is alive and kicking, but it cannot be seen as with all the great secrets of life.


You are straddling the boundaries of the formed and the unformed. You visit the land of the void and you bring back creations from that land, but they are invisible in the now, the present. Yet you know you held them in your hand as you came across the boundaries of the formed and the UN-formed.

In the present vibration of earth they cannot be seen. You wait with bated breath for the next level of energy so that you can see all that you have not seen, all that you have not dreamed, and all that you cannot capture in a picture, in a thought, in a hand-full. Your sensories are being unveiled, but you trust them not.

You trust not what you see internally because you do not see it externally. You trust not what the heart tells you for the mind is in command and the brain is captain of your ship, or so it seems.

You trust not the feelings that come to you, that wrap around you, and slink by you. You trust not the touchings, the promptings, and the yearnings of your sensories because they cannot be depicted as tangible, as material, as 3rd dimensional.


You all enter a doorway that is so much more than you can understand. As a castaway on your island of light, reformat what is tangible, re-examine what you 'can' see.

Look in-between the letters of your name. Look in-between the vowels of your life. And look in-between the consonants of your expectations. Just for a moment, focus upon your name; see it etched in the mind. Now in-between every letter, there is another letter, a vibration, a sound.

It is the name of your soul that is etched in-between your human name. Look for it. It will explain much to you. In-between is where you are right now. You are not formulated. You are not your past.

You are not future. And in truth, you are not your NOW. Because there is no 'now'. This metaphysical rhetoric of 'now' does not exist in the higher planes of energy.

Everything that you see has already passed. The images your eyes give you are of the past. The thoughts your mind gives you are of the past. So there is no present, as you know it. As you grasp for the present, it immediately becomes obsolete and the past.

You are moving quickly through time gates of self. You are at the octave in-between these next levels of self, of soul, and of expansion. You are the unformed clay upon the potter of life's wheel.

You are the chrysalis, you are the cocoon, and you are all that is not formed. And we ask you to become comfortable in this. For this will be the place of your future. Do not expect to go back and have your world solidified as it always has been for most of your earthen existence. You now enter a time of vaporous energy. A time where the ether, the ethereal is the doorway you enter day by day, minute by minute, and experience by experience.


Do not bet upon the horse that you can see, but bet upon the horse that is about to run the next race. What is in front of your eyes is not as solid as it appears. Do not place all of your provisions upon the solidness that you see.


You are all building rafts to escape what seems to own you. You are building rafts out of parcels of thinking of the past, placing your future self upon a raft venturing into unknown seas. Venturing onto unknown platforms. Do not tie yourself to a raft of expectations that cannot assist you into the higher realms of light.

Do not tie yourself to your life as you have known it up until now, but allow it to be birthed free of form, something that was impossible to accomplish in the past. Throw out the expectations through the window of the old self, let them go. Allow yourself to ride the winds of change into a newer shinier, less solid future.


The human body will do much to confuse you as you make choices that you feel are necessary for its survival. The human body can only re-live what has passed. There is nothing within the human physical continent that in actuality is futuristic. Visualize yourself in a fog so thick you cannot see your hand.

See your human body within that fog. The human body cannot see the past, it cannot see what is behind it, and it cannot see the future and so it panics. As it panics, memories that are held within the cell structure of the body come forth to draw your attention away from what your original intent was.


Expect your humanness, to kick, to scream, and to sidetrack you, as you become more comfortable with the unknown. Know dear children that you are of the flesh of light and you place the light into flesh. You are of the flesh of God and the flesh of the angels and the flesh of all that have ever existed.

When one leaves their body on Earth, it is then poured back into the reservoir of where all bodies are formed. When the body begins to hurt for no apparent reason, understand that in that moment of time, that you have entered a portal of dimensional flux. Every time the body pains and hurts and suggests other actions, you are on the threshold of a breakthrough.


Do not allow it to sidetrack you. Do not allow it to push you backwards, paddling back to the island of thought that you so yearned to leave. You are paddling out to sea as Christopher Columbus, not knowing what lies in the fog, but moving forward regardless.

You wear the fabric of the skin of your ancestors, of Christ, of the good and the bad and the ugly that have walked the Earth. Your flesh holds that memory.

You are the flesh of all the angels that have walked the Earth. You wear it within and throughout your body. Call upon the ascension particles of your body to help you remember that it is capable of ascending into higher light. Before every individual left there was an energy signature that was encoded upon earth that this can be done, that this was accomplished.


Remember that anything that is accomplished by another can also be accomplished by you. Do not give up in your life. Do not give up in what you perceive to be the wantings and the needings of your existence. You have the capability to move past these perimeters of limitation if you choose.