Standing on a Balcony of Love

[Rosemary Guenther]

HEAVEN #3210 Standing on a Balcony of Love, September 8, 2009

God said:

It is like you are on a balcony. From your balcony, you
see the sky above and the ground below. You survey the
area. Night and day you do, and you see changes from light
to dark, and dark to light.

You stand on a Balcony of Love, beloveds. How firm and
strong this balcony is. Nothing can shake this Balcony you
are looking out from. No earthquake can reach you. You may
watch electrical storms, yet lightning doesn't reach you.
I am the Strength of the Balcony you stand on. We can say
that I am your Reach. In any case, Silence and Delight
reach you. On the balcony of love, hearts of the world
reach you. You cannot miss them. They are with you now.

There is One Heart, and so all hearts reach. All joy you
feel belongs to all. You lean over the grate of this
Balcony, and stars shine down on you, so it seems. In
Reality, you are the stars shining. You see yourself
wherever you look. And even where you don't look.

When one seeming person suffers, you suffer. When one
seeming person is as happy as you can be, you share their
happiness known or not. Nothing really passes by you in
the Universe. Every storm at sea is yours. Every calm at
port is equally yours. How beholden you are, one to
another.

From the equanimity of the Balcony of Love on which you
inevitably stand, you look out, and you see yourself. You
are a many-splendored star. You are complete. You
progress, and yet you are complete. What can be missing
when you stand on the Balcony of Love?

We can say that you stand on My shoulders. We can say that
I hold you in the palm of My hand. We can say We are of
One Heart. We can say We are of One Mind.

Who looks out from this Balcony? And who watches you, and
what do they see? And what do you see when you see
nothing? And who is the one who sees anyway? And what is
there to be seen? And what is there to be known?

There is only love to be seen. Love evens out the whole
world. There is no particle that is not another. There is
no finger that writes that is not yours. There is no word
read that is not yours.

Anything that does not shine as love is a diversion. You
have been diverted all your life as you experience life on
Earth. It has all been a diversion from the Truth of
Yourself.

You stand on the Balcony of Love. All the while, you don't
know where you stand. Not knowing, you feel shaky. Your
stomach rumbles. A leaf falls. A story is made up. Endless
stories are made up and theorized about. Everyone talks a
good game. And the grass grows, and golf is played.

Who knows which end is up when you do not yet quite know
Wholeness? Yet everything is done, and everything is
known. There is nothing to do anyway but to circulate in
this Vast Dream where you forget where you are. You forget
Who you are. You remember grocery lists and forget where
you stand. You forget there is nowhere else to stand but
on the Balcony of Love.

The Balcony is not crowded, and yet you do not stand
alone. You are like a ball of yarn weaving and unweaving,
and so is everyone else. What entanglement can there be
when you are with Me?

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