God said:

When there is love, how can there be conflict as well?

What can conflict be but fear of love? Perhaps fear in the form of holding tight to imagined ownership of even yourself. Beloveds, if you desire to sail, you have to untie yourself from the anchor. Know that you need no anchor. Be moored in love. Love, and be not tied.

The fact is that you are tied to nothing. You fight windmills. You fight freedom. Surrender to love instead. Let love take you by the hand. You don’t have to proclaim love. Be it.

Love yourself enough to love. Love yourself to pieces, and love will fall from the sky like confetti.

Get out of the details. You are not to be moored in a crush of details. Let go of the details. You don’t have to be caught up in them. Let details take care of themselves.

This means to let life be. Caught up in details, you tend to get caught up in difficulties.

Of course, I understand that life on Earth is made of details. The fact is, however, that you are to be caught up in the Greatness of Life. This is not a luxury. This is a necessity.

Unless you are caught up in love and revelation, you are caught up in the details, and this is where friction enters in. Details are minor. Love is major. It could be through friction, you cut love in half.

Are you deflated about Love? Is it time to learn to love yourself, and create love in your life? Have you stopped believing in the gift you are?

I recently spoke with therapist Natalie Lamb about how to attract love. I asked her why so many people have difficulty these days in finding partners and having relationships that work:

“After being rejected, hurt, and lied to, people give up hope in love. After feeling desperate, unwanted and like they don’t matter, they begin to believe they will never find someone who loves them. After speaking with many people I came to see how people had numbed out and given up on Love. On themselves being truly happy. Are you like that? Have you stopped knowing you deserve love?

“The only permission, the only validation, and the only opinions that matters in our quest for greatness is our own.” ~ Dr Steve Maraboli

There is nothing more tragic than a person that feels they need to wait for permission to be happy, live their life or be their most authentic self. When our minds are plagued by fear, guilt or unworthiness we begin to believe that we don’t deserve to be truly happy until the other people in our lives are as well.

Or perhaps we do the opposite. We feel as though we have no right to be angry, sad, depressed or unhappy because we still see so many in the world that have so little compared to us. Either way, when we feel guilty about being our most authentic self and start operating from the notion that we need to wait for the world outside of us to give us the green light to start feeling however we feel, we are wasting precious time.

How much are you relaying as opposed to how often you listen? When the moments strikes, stop and watch what it going on around you. It will ‘speak’ volumes. ~ Creator

https://thecreatorwritings.wordpress.com/2015/09/17/stop-and-watch/

Two years after Edward Snowden first leaked information about the National Security Agency’s illegal domestic spying programs, the once-cynical whistleblower is now striking a more optimistic tone about what he sees as a rising “post-terror” America.

In an op-ed published Thursday in The New York Times, whistleblower and former National Security Agency contractor Edward Snowden reflected on how circumstances have changed on the two-year anniversary of his first leaks. “Two years ago today, three journalists and I worked nervously in a Hong Kong hotel room, waiting to see how the world would react to the revelation that the National Security Agency had been making records of nearly every phone call in the United States. In the days that followed, those journalists and others published documents revealing that democratic governments had been monitoring the private activities of ordinary citizens who had done nothing wrong,” wrote Snowden in the opening of his retrospective.