Heavenletter #4282 Remember Me, says God, August 15, 2012
God said:
If you are having difficulty in remembering some things, names
for example, or what day it is, perhaps your channels of memory are God-soaked. I have a way of blurring edges for you. This
is another way of saying that I remove boundaries from you. Less-bounded, you seem to float in a morass of light rather than
in the outskirts of the past.
How many of you are feeling forgetful? Raise your hand.
There is more to remember in life than the names of movies
or movie stars. Remember Me. If someone points out that you are getting forgetful, say, "Thank you." Say, "I am
trying to remember something else."
As a human being, you don't have to carry a log of every place
you've been and the dates you were here and there and the names of all the streets. No, you don't. Remember Me.
If someone tells you to go soak your head, go ahead. Soak
your head in My love, for I pour it out for you. Remember Me, for I am something to behold and to remember. Keep Me in mind.
I am a memory, a memory re-enlivened, and yet I am an experience,
a renewed experience of Oneness. As We become reunited, you begin to fall in love again. Your heart swells, and, perhaps,
unbeknownst to you, you are dwelling in a land of love where the demarcations are faded and where My love pulses. Who needs
memories to go around the block in? I remember you vividly. Remember Me.
You are doing fine. Consider Me a developing sense. You have
sight, touch, taste, smell, hearing. I am beyond these. You have a sixth sense. We could call it intuition. I am beyond
intuition. Is there a seventh sense? I forget if there is or what it is called, for, like you, my memory is outspread. What
do I need with details when I more than remember love, when I am steeped in love like fragrant tea leaves that never run out
of their fragrance as you join Me in the Spa of Eternal Love. Remember Me. What is important to remember? Your hair
appointment?
When you cannot think of an old school chum's name, smile.
You do remember the school chum. Your heart remembers.
You don't remember the name of the book you are reading or
the author, I ask you why you have to remember? You can go to a table in another room and find the book and read the name
of the title and the author and forget their names again.
Come into another room with Me, and We shall scale the heights
of Heaven together. If you do not remember All of Me, if you do not recollect Our charmed lives, that's all right. Go ahead
and no longer remember while I collect you and collect you again and again until you do recollect Me and recall Our love forever
again.
Memory lane is not supposed to be filled to the brim, cluttered,
an attic of memories. You have better things to fill your mind with than facts and figures. Haven't you figured that out yet?
What do you have to remember? I give you three guesses. Yes!
You're right! You gave three right answers.
Yes, remember Me, remember Me, remember Me, and then take
Me everywhere with you in your conscious awareness. Right this minute I am on your right. I put My hand of love on your shoulder.
I rest My eyes on you. I soak in My love for you. You turn your head a little. You know I am here. You smile. Our eyes meet,
and We are Goners. We are Goners of Love. We are imbibers of love. We are Lovers of Love. Now We hold hands. Holding hands
together, We look out at the horizon. We look out beyond the horizon. We scan an ocean. We leap over the demarcations of the
Universe. We see there are none. We run through a beautiful fountain, and We are soaked, you God-soaked. We meld, for what
is Oneness but that?
