(Me) Michael tell them what happens at death, as I talk to you and god frequently, as innermost expressions. sharing what is special and intimate for me.
(Michael) What happens to a breath? It goes to another as it does now. Even your breath is not yours entirely alone. all share one breath. When the passing of a cloud dies others form or become sweet rain. With the passing of a body, another comes to be. You are housed in the mind of God/life.
(Michael) Like a shadow in the sun is not seen until certain conditions are there. Breath is one long cycle. In and out, one becoming the other. Life breathes into you and you breathe it out. Other’s breathe what you have and that same breath in life.
(Michael) On your last breath you leave, but life continues to breathe you in and out, and so do others. They exist as everything and in everyone, but can also be summoned into one place.
(Michael) People generally get in the way of themselves, not just others. Sometimes deeply guarded thoughts can be good for you or bad for you. But one negative thought can be the path that leads to the other positive. Be grateful for both. Care for your thoughts, rather than be against them.
(Michael) We are the deeper heart of you. Always speaks the truth. Trust as we are part of life we are part of you. Something can only communicate as it’s not really separate. But allows itself to be.
(Me) Where shall I choose to be?
(Michael) Where you are happy, starting with yourself. Sometimes something gets in the way because the longing for it can also push it away, get in the way. Have a longing, that is intent-full rather than the longing itself. Allow it to rise by itself.
(Michael) Be the space it comes to in trust and hope, as well as those things. If you don’t have a vision what will you live by?
(Me) Sometimes I think I am insane.
(Michael)The whole universe is chaotic, yet perfectly ordered. If it were true it would be one of life’s little luxuries. We are messengers of you, through you.
(Michael) Their hate will never be as much as your love for self, radiating out to the world, like cool waters bathing a forehead. For it is not in hate we fear most but for the hating, we do ourselves and succumb to by those who already do. If we recognize hate, it means we must have the potential to be loving in our lives.
(Michael) You pour into the world what you see yourself to be. Objects remind you of what is already inside of you. A hated person puts you in touch with what beliefs you have in yourself. It all acts as a catalyst to receive the love of your self not awakened inside, for the brightest lamps are not touched, yet they quiver in the wind.
(Michael) Where does the arrow go shot from the bow, cause of causes unknown? The world shows the beauty in you, more than it ever will the hateful. Beauty reminds the beautiful. Lovers courage, unborn, brought to rest in this world. Born to bring all happiness and vision.
(Michael) You wake to alleviate the sufferings of your own heart to bring the sweet nectar of heaven. The truth will never be found unless you find it in you first, heavens gate. What were you created for if not for love’s sake? What have eyes yet to see.