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Are You Listening?

I know you’re paying attention
Listen here for truth
In yourself
The voice of being

What does it say?
True freedom like none other
Lies in the following
What you just know

Scary, it certainly is
But on the other side
Of courage
Are miracles awaiting

The only thing between
You and the best things in life
Is you
So do without judgement

Don’t fear being you
What God intended you to be
Let opinions slide off you
And live your truth

Does God Talk To Me?

Conversations with God
Neal Donald Walsh
Book 1

To whom does God communicate? Are there special people? Are there special times?

All people are special, and all moments are golden. There is no person and there is no time one more special than another. Many people choose to believe that God communicates in special ways and only with special people. This removes the mass of the people from responsibility for hearing My message, much less receiving it (which is another matter), and allows them to take someone else’s word for everything. You don’t have to listen to Me, for you’ve already decided that others have heard from Me on every subject, and you have them to listen to.

By listening to what other people think they heard Me say, you don’t have to think at all.

This is the biggest reason for most people turning from My messages on a personal level. If you acknowledge that you are receiving My messages directly, then you are responsible for interpreting them. It is far safer and much easier to accept the interpretation of others (even others who have lived 2,000 years ago) than seek to interpret the message you may very well be receiving in this moment now.

Yet I invite you to a new form of communication with God. A two-way communication. In truth, it is you who have invited Me. For I have come to you, in this form, right now, in answer to your call.

Moments

Moments in time
Pass in the blink of an eye
Intersecting across time
Rippling across earth

Creating a divine plan
Changing destinies
New sacred paths
Actions not taken

Missed opportunities
New experiences come
Winding through each life
The present becomes past

A faint trail behind us
The voice speaks
To listen or ignore
The trail winds again

Tomorrow is not promised
The sands of the hourglass sift
Never catching yesterday
Would my soul be at peace?