Extract from the book – Listen Hear, A Divine Love Story by Debra Clemente

When I was a child, my mother often asked me, as I restlessly wiggled around, if I had “ants in my pants?” She never spoke of “Inner Fear Ants” but I am coming to believe that they are rampant in our society and the infestation of such is the cause of most of the commotion. Just like regular ants, ““Inner Fear Ants” keep quite busy and this busyness creates a constant buzz. It sounds like this “I can’t, too hard, not enough, too late, too much, all alone, what’s next, I’m lost, I’m scared, no good, no God.”

The job of “Inner Fear Ants” is the building up of egos. They have excellent job security for the more work they do and the more noise they create the more threatened and alone people feel. And the more they feel the need to fortify and build up the walls of their egos, again creating more work, and job opportunities for the ““Inner Fear Ants”

I’m pretty sure none of us are born with “Inner Fear Ants” and yet it all seems so normal because it is all we remember. The buzz, buzz, buzz of the “Inner Fear Ants” at work is constant as our fragile egos require continual repair and reinforcement. It’s like living in a commercial construction zone, saws buzzing, metal clanging, jackhammers rattling. You have to yell to communicate and then it’s hard to decipher a voice in the clamor. Imagining such one can begin to understand how a whisper would be lost, silenced, drowned, never even imagined or listened for.

That’s just what happens to the voice of God, the small still voice that is constantly speaking to each of us. It is drowned out by the constant clamor of our “Inner Fear Ants.” Is it a surprise to you that God is speaking to you at this very moment, that you have always been connected so? Would you like to hear the Voice of God? Would you like to hear directly how much you are loved?

First you have to walk away from the construction zone, away from the clamor of life, a way from your ego. A desert, a mountaintop, or even a closet will do. Just get away by yourself as you close the door on the chatter; you open the door to Heaven where God awaits. “I don’t hear a thing,” you may say at first. Wait, I say. Be patient and ask for God’s help. God has always heard you.

Stop the noise. Stop the interference of the “Inner Fear Ants” in their tracks. Stomp on them. Say, “Let go my ego go. Let God in. Let God begin.” Speak to God. Ask for more of His Love. Ask God to fill you with his blessed “Divine Love.” Ask God to hush your “Inner Fear Ants” and listen in.

♥  ♥  Listen, be still and know. Know that I Am. I Am God.  ♥ ♥

Why so sad? Why so disheartened? Why do you allow your mood to swing so? First it’s high, then low. When you ride the waves of life this is how you live. When you look to the outside, the outer, you ride the waves, the highs and lows clinging to the edge of your small boat for your life. Your knuckles are white with the terror of your tight grip. Yet what are you really holding on to? The boat, which you are never really sure if it will sink or float?  How about floating gently through life with Me? Flowing majestically on the high seas, riding the waves with confidence for the power which is the wave is the power you are, the power you work with in each moment, a power which does not slam against you but flows through you.

When you truly live through Me your life will reflect the peace and power which is the ocean. The depth and breadth of the ocean will be the all you are. You will not fear drowning. As you are the all of the ocean, you cannot drown in your self. One drop of water does not fear the cup of water. It is glad to be home with family. And added to the cup it is no longer separate, no longer alone but one with the all, no separation, none.

You are that drop now. You are that drop of water in the ocean. You are the wave. You are the water in the depths of the sea. You are who you are but you are no more separated from any other than one drop of water in the ocean is from any other. Together all is one. When you look at your reflection you only see yourself but you are not looking properly. For as you look about you are as well seeing yourself.

When a wave slams into the beach and splashes water into the air, a little drop of water sees himself for a brief instant as an individual drop, a single piece of water, a separate identity from the all. From the time of its birth (the big splash) up to its death (its return to the all of the ocean) seems an eternity to the little drop. He is suddenly aware of the world and sees himself as alone and separate.

This is how you see yourself as alone and separate from the all of life that is. And each of you, just like the little drop of water will just as naturally and effortlessly return to the One that is, just as the splashed up drop of water. Even as that drop felt separate, he was still all the One was. He was still of the same substance, he just did not recognize it.

Are you understanding this, dear ones? Do not fear the ocean. Do not fear life. Ride the waves in confidence that you cannot be swallowed up by or up heaved by any perceived turbulence. For all such turbulence is of your mind. Your heart knows better for your heart knows Me.

Excerpted from the book Listen Hear, A Divine Love Story by Debra Clemente