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[[Rest]] well, child of love, you are known as a divine [[mentor]] in [[heaven]]. Take these [[words]] and [[share]] them.

[[Rest]] well, child of love, you are known as a divine [[mentor]] in [[heaven]]. Take these [[words]] and [[share]] them.

===='''''[[Joy]]'''''====

===='''''[[Joy]]'''''====

4. Your [[mind]] races, yet your fingers are cold and therefore stiff ([[TR]] types the transmissions as they come); do not be in such a [[hurry]] that you can not hear. You have been given what you asked for. A teacher. [[Information]]. The world is here for your [[pleasure]]. You [[struggle]] with this. What is wrong with [[joy]]? This sends you scurrying, you can not [[accept]] that you have been [[guided]] all along the way, that you knew this [[joy]] was given to the world for [[expression]]. The [[confusion]] is between [[selfish]] expression and that which expresses the love from God [[the Father]] to all his children. Therein lies the true [[joy]], Real joy. Joyful all ye friends of God.

4. Your [[mind]] races, yet your fingers are cold and therefore stiff ([[TR]] types the transmissions as they come); do not be in such a hurry that you can not hear. You have been given what you asked for. A teacher. [[Information]]. The world is here for your [[pleasure]]. You [[struggle]] with this. What is wrong with [[joy]]? This sends you scurrying, you can not [[accept]] that you have been [[guided]] all along the way, that you knew this [[joy]] was given to the world for [[expression]]. The [[confusion]] is between [[selfish]] expression and that which expresses the love from God [[the Father]] to all his children. Therein lies the true [[joy]], Real joy. Joyful all ye friends of God.

After that outburst, fireworks in the [[sky]] at the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2000 new millennium], balloons floating up in a [[celebration]] of [[peace]], one draws back, backs off, curls up in the night and [[sleeps]]. So it is with your [[experience]]. At first you realize that you have been given what you wanted, what you asked for. Then you realize that you created it, or allowed your self to see and [[celebrate]], and [[enjoy]]. Then you think you must do it again. [[Repetition]] ensues. Repetition is not alive, it is like the cogs in the [[machine]] that keep it going, over and over the same. Dependable in a [[mechanistic]] way, not [[loyal]], nor real, living. You are like [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tree_rings#Growth_rings the trees that over and again make rings], new bark over new bark. This is a living mechanism, a repetition that [[changes]] with [[time]], [[weather]], and other matters of life. Once the changing bark ends, the petrified wood is inert. Dead. So you do when you allow [[tradition]] to become unthoughtful. Think [[joy]]. Your [[mind]] can not stand still with joy. Like a child jumping up and down with joy, your mind will always race forward. And so you must sit back, once in awhile, and retreat. Do not be afraid of that [[retreat]], even when it is dark, like the [[darkness]] of a closet, reach up and pull the string for the [[light]]. Without that light, you will not know the way out. Do not suffocate among the old clothes, the heavy coats. These are blankets for the night, [[protection]] against the cold, not alive. Only you are alive. Only you can [[feel]] each item in your world. [[Touch]] these things tenderly. Stroke them for [[texture]], to know and to [[understand]]. Then leave them be and go forth with [[love]] and therefore [[joy]] in your [[heart]]. We are here with you. We see too. In the [[dark]], in the light, it is the same. Love only will make a living [[change]], Love only will make the living change. All else is SS.(the transmitter shut down)

After that outburst, fireworks in the [[sky]] at the [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2000 new millennium], balloons floating up in a [[celebration]] of [[peace]], one draws back, backs off, curls up in the night and [[sleeps]]. So it is with your [[experience]]. At first you realize that you have been given what you wanted, what you asked for. Then you realize that you created it, or allowed your self to see and [[celebrate]], and [[enjoy]]. Then you think you must do it again. [[Repetition]] ensues. Repetition is not alive, it is like the cogs in the [[machine]] that keep it going, over and over the same. Dependable in a [[mechanistic]] way, not [[loyal]], nor real, living. You are like [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tree_rings#Growth_rings the trees that over and again make rings], new bark over new bark. This is a living mechanism, a repetition that [[changes]] with [[time]], [[weather]], and other matters of life. Once the changing bark ends, the petrified wood is inert. Dead. So you do when you allow [[tradition]] to become unthoughtful. Think [[joy]]. Your [[mind]] can not stand still with joy. Like a child jumping up and down with joy, your mind will always race forward. And so you must sit back, once in awhile, and retreat. Do not be afraid of that [[retreat]], even when it is dark, like the [[darkness]] of a closet, reach up and pull the string for the [[light]]. Without that light, you will not know the way out. Do not suffocate among the old clothes, the heavy coats. These are blankets for the night, [[protection]] against the cold, not alive. Only you are alive. Only you can [[feel]] each item in your world. [[Touch]] these things tenderly. Stroke them for [[texture]], to know and to [[understand]]. Then leave them be and go forth with [[love]] and therefore [[joy]] in your [[heart]]. We are here with you. We see too. In the [[dark]], in the light, it is the same. Love only will make a living [[change]], Love only will make the living change. All else is SS.(the transmitter shut down)

Your concern for others is concern for your [[self]]. Not [[selfish]], but a concern born out of your [[feeling]]. To assuage [[pain]] is our task. Allow yourself to be [[guided]] and let us guide those you love. Each person is loved. Your love will spread as you take in the love we have for you. We would take all your [[tears]] and spread them to the [[winds]] to nourish the trees, while you, a favored and favorite tree grow. The [[light]], our [[love]], comes to all in time. There are so many [[plants]] to water. Let your tears of love join the [[living water]]s of our [[compassion]] for you. Live in [[peace]] with your brothers and sisters, but do not fear to tread the [[path]] you are given and guided to follow. Have [[faith]] that even in the [[darkest]] of the forest realms, you will be seen and heard and given sustenance. [[Listen]]. We will speak to you along the way.

Your concern for others is concern for your [[self]]. Not [[selfish]], but a concern born out of your [[feeling]]. To assuage [[pain]] is our task. Allow yourself to be [[guided]] and let us guide those you love. Each person is loved. Your love will spread as you take in the love we have for you. We would take all your [[tears]] and spread them to the [[winds]] to nourish the trees, while you, a favored and favorite tree grow. The [[light]], our [[love]], comes to all in time. There are so many [[plants]] to water. Let your tears of love join the [[living water]]s of our [[compassion]] for you. Live in [[peace]] with your brothers and sisters, but do not fear to tread the [[path]] you are given and guided to follow. Have [[faith]] that even in the [[darkest]] of the forest realms, you will be seen and heard and given sustenance. [[Listen]]. We will speak to you along the way.

===='''''[[Emotion]]'''''====

===='''''[[Emotion]]'''''====

Your [[emotions]]. Treat them like flowers and blossoms, [[fragile]] when plucked too soon. Treat them like mulch, the forest bed that nourishes when left alone. Treat them like [[messages]] pointing the way, openings to new [[paths]]. But do not think your emotions, even the most [[glorious]], are All that Is. They give you [[joy]]. They give you [[sorrow]]. They allow you to live fully in your realm. Yet the [[mind]] knows even in the most powerful hurricane of emotion, if you let it be still, there is more. [[Listen]]. [[Your Father]] is here. Pray, dear Father I know not what to do, but I know your way is [[good]]. That the love you have for me is given to all. [[Amen]]. That is all for now.

Your [[emotions]]. Treat them like flowers and blossoms, [[fragile]] when plucked too soon. Treat them like mulch, the forest bed that nourishes when left alone. Treat them like [[messages]] pointing the way, openings to new [[paths]]. But do not think your emotions, even the most [[glorious]], are All that Is. They give you [[joy]]. They give you [[sorrow]]. They allow you to live fully in your realm. Yet the [[mind]] knows even in the most powerful hurricane of emotion, if you let it be still, there is more. [[Listen]]. [[Your Father]] is here. Pray, dear Father I know not what to do, but I know your way is [[good]]. That the love you have for me is given to all. [[Amen]]. That is all for now.