What Does Life Hold in Store? | Heavenletters
Beloved, do you perhaps have a picture of Me in mind as a statue – My head on My hand, deep in thought? In truth, My thinking comes less from thought and more from impulse. Sometimes you also find, in the same way, that a creative idea simply falls to you, yes?
My ideas are inspired. Like you, I love inspiration. I love to see where an idea will take Me. The same as you experience, so is it for Me. A color pops into My head. My hand starts moving the blue crayon that I yearn to draw with at a moment’s notice. Who can say why or how? Just is. Voila, you and I have taken a direction. Neither of Us researched it. The direction hops into Our hearts before We know it. Freely, We take off in an instant.
You found the table already set and the colors laid out for you just as you like them to be. What do you exactly have to do anyway? From where does creating begin? To whom do you give thanks?
Ideas are one of the gifts of life that you run off with into far-off lands you had not dreamed of. You never did have yourself pegged, did you? Come to think of it, so much in life seems to simply appear. Life could be a high-roller that prompts you forward. Your name is called, and before you know it, you are somewhere unexpectedly joyous or tremulous. You may appear, unbeknownst to yourself, as the advanced driver appointed for this surprise journey – imagine!