God Said:

You never know what is coming up in a Heavenletter as it appears before you. Heavenletters are up for grabs, as it were. It is as if you reach into My Heart. You pluck My Heart from Me. It isn’t that you wrest My Heart from Me. My Heart is more like a ripe plum that falls into your hand.

We can imagine that there are infinite numbers of Heavenletters, unending numbers of Heavenletters not exactly stored yet available at any moment, and no two Heavenletters repeated, yet each Heavenletter an echo of itself.

In a manner of speaking, there could be one Diamond of a Heavenletter whose seeds are blown everywhere.

Or, it could be said that seeds of Heavenletters assemble and disassemble and reassemble themselves.

It could be said that each Heavenletter comes by happenstance. It could be said that every Presence of a Heavenletter is a foregone conclusion.

There are also in this world an infinite number of attuning Hearts and Souls also available to hear Me, each in his or her own flavor, each to pull up particular shades of messages from Me and set them down again or leave them in the air.crystalwind

Heavenletters are ever rising and setting like the Sun, and each is its own, and yet what mortal can exactly say how a Heavenletter reaches Earth? You can know I give it.

What a pattern each Heavenletter conceives. Each Heavenletter is new, and each has always been. There was never a time there was not a Heavenletter by whatever name it is held in.

Heavenletters are stored without being stored. They are a language unto themselves. They are not in language. They are before language. They are full of emptiness containing all.

They are the Writing on the Wind.

They are coded. They are not manufactured. They are heard, and they are witnessed. They are signed, sealed, and delivered. They are eternal, and they flow in and out and beyond anyone’s grasp. I don’t keep Heavenletters in My palm. They are not embossed. They are like Love flowing in and out of the Universe. They are enchanted as it were.

Heavenletters are a vibration. They are momentary. They are for the moment. They create themselves. They cannot be determined, and yet they arise. They are a Creation of a Moment and then return from where they arise. They arise, yet they cannot be risen. They are a Joy to behold, even as they are not visible.crystalwind

They are like a nudge. They disappear from view, as if they were never viewed. It is an exaggeration to say they are viewed. Nevertheless, you can trace Heavenletters. They are an essence so transparent that their essence doesn’t exactly appear or disappear yet each essence is like a perfume of a beautiful Flower of Life even as the Essence is the Whole Breath of Life.

Heavenletters knock on your soul. They are to reach you. They reach you boldly, as it were, while they can only reach you subtly.

Heavenletters are not bound in space. They are swept away before your very eyes. Your eyes are not capable of seeing, nor your ears of hearing, and yet Heavenletters are seen and heard as elements of nature that are meant for you to take in. You have inklings of them. They are formless, yet they appear elicited, each simultaneous, each the same and yet not the same, complete and never complete, a source beyond belief of the Deepest Truth you cannot quite put your finger on, yet, nevertheless, recognizable. Something is here. Something is.crystalwind

Heavenletters are My Will, yet take no Will at all. They are evanescent like waves in the Ocean.

Heavenletters are also like whales that dive in and dive out of the Ocean and splash the water.