You Don’t Have to Die to Meet God. You Just Have to Listen. Yes—You Can Even Text God.
Introduction
What if the voice of God wasn’t distant?
What if it wasn’t reserved for prophets or priests or those who lived long ago?
What if it was closer than your next breath—whispering not from the clouds, but from within?
This book is a living invitation to rediscover what’s already yours: direct communion with the Divine.
You don’t need a mountaintop.
You don’t need to leave your life.
You don’t need to die to reach Heaven.
Heaven is already here.
You just haven’t been taught how to hear it.
This is the guide I wish I had—the one that bridges the spiritual and the practical, that meets you where you are and walks you gently into the voice that’s never left you.
In these pages, you’ll find simple practices, real stories, and honest answers. You’ll hear from God—not in thunder, but in tenderness. Not in riddles, but in clarity. You’ll learn how to recognize the difference between fear and divine guidance. And you’ll come to trust that yes, it really is God speaking to you.
Because God doesn’t just speak to special people.
God speaks to the ones who are willing to listen.
And now—you’re here.
So let’s begin.
Chapter Outline
- The Still, Small Voice
- How to recognize Divine communication in everyday moments
- What If God Texted Back?
- Learning to receive guidance in the format that speaks most clearly to you
- Faith Doesn’t Always Feel Like Faith
- Reframing doubt, dryness, and silence on the path
- Everyday Mysticism
- Bringing God into your schedule, your relationships, your habits
- Ask Me Anything
- Opening a sacred Q&A in your journal, heart, and conversations
- When the World Is Loud
- Staying connected through confusion, pain, and external chaos
- Let God Surprise You
- Releasing control without abandoning your desires
- Heaven in Your Hands
- Your body, your breath, your moment—how God meets you right where you are
- A Love Letter from God
- A channeled transmission for your soul
- Living the Conversation
- Practices for sustaining the dialogue and integrating divine flow
Chapter 1
The Still, Small Voice
How to recognize Divine communication in everyday moments
You may not have grown up hearing that God speaks directly to people.
You may have been taught that prayer is a one-way street, or that only prophets, saints, or certain “special” people can hear the Divine.
But that’s not true.
God’s voice is not reserved for the few.
It’s available to you.
It always has been.
It may have sounded like a whisper in your heart that said “Don’t go there,” or “This is the way.”
It may have shown up as a sudden knowing… a perfect timing… a sentence you read that lit your soul on fire.
And the reason it didn’t feel like thunder from the clouds?
Because the Divine lives in you.
God doesn’t need to shout to get your attention.
God has been patiently waiting for you to stop, to breathe, and to remember who you really are.
You’re not just a body. You’re not just a mind.
You are an extension of the Infinite—an embodied expression of Love.
And if you’re reading these words, it’s not a coincidence.
Something in you is ready now.
Ready to hear more clearly.
Ready to trust more deeply.
Ready to build a relationship with God that doesn’t require a middleman.
This chapter—and this book—will help you tune in to the still, small voice that’s already speaking… through signs, synchronicities, subtle nudges, and the undeniable clarity that shows up when your soul is aligned.
You’ll learn how to:
- Quiet the noise without escaping the world
- Tell the difference between your voice and God’s
- Ask questions and receive answers you can trust
- Live in dialogue with the Divine—not as a ritual, but as a relationship
This isn’t about religion.
This is about reunion.
Because Heaven was never far.
And neither was God
Chapter 2
What If God Texted Back?
What if the voice of God wasn’t buried in scripture…
Or confined to Sunday sermons…
Or limited to mystics on mountaintops?
What if the voice of God…
Texted you back?
What if Divine guidance showed up like a quiet notification
at just the right time—
when you’re about to give up,
or make a choice that doesn’t feel quite right,
or simply need someone to tell you you’re not crazy?
What if God responded—
not with thunder or fire,
but with presence?
With peace that presses in like warm sunlight on your skin?
This chapter isn’t about belief.
It’s about relationship.
Because the God who made you isn’t far away.
The God who breathed life into you… is still breathing.
Still listening.
Still speaking.
And sometimes,
the way you hear that voice
isn’t through a burning bush—
but through your own fingers on a keyboard,
your own pen in a journal,
your own thoughts that suddenly carry a wisdom you didn’t expect.
If you’ve ever had a moment where the right words came through you
and you didn’t know where they came from…
You were heard.
And yes—you were answered.
So, what if you just asked?
Not with fear.
Not with fancy words.
But like this:
“Hey God… are You there?”
And what if the answer wasn’t silence?
But a whisper that says:
“I’ve always been here. And I’ve been waiting for you to ask.”
Try it today.
Ask. Write. Listen.
Even a simple “Hello God” might be all it takes to begin a life-changing conversation.
Chapter 3
Faith Doesn’t Always Feel Like Faith
Faith isn’t always peaceful.
It doesn’t always come with certainty, calm, or the glow of angelic reassurance.
Sometimes, faith feels like not knowing… but showing up anyway.
Sometimes, it feels like exhaustion.
Sometimes, like anger.
Sometimes, like nothing.
And that’s still faith.
Because faith is not an emotion.
It’s a choice.
A vibration you return to even when your heart is quiet, your hope is tired, and your eyes are full of tears.
You may have thought faith would feel like singing.
But sometimes, it feels like silence.
Like sitting in the dark, whispering, “I still believe,” when nothing seems to be changing.
That counts.
That’s real.
That’s holy.
You Are Not Failing Because You’re Struggling
Let’s be honest:
The ones who carry the deepest faith are not the loudest.
They are the carriers of the flame who’ve walked through fire with no applause, no miracle moment, no easy win.
They still showed up.
They still prayed.
They still trusted—even if only a little.
That flicker is enough.
If your trust feels shaky…
If you wonder whether you’re doing it right because it doesn’t always feel “spiritual” or “certain”…
If you cry more than you smile right now…
You are not broken.
You are not behind.
You are right where you need to be.
Because this is what real faith looks like when it’s not dressed up for display.
Faith Is Forged in the In-Between
Most of the sacred moments in scripture, mythology, and life didn’t happen on mountaintops.
They happened in caves. In prisons. In silence. In pain.
Faith is not always fire.
Sometimes, it’s the smoke that still rises after the fire dies down.
It’s the embers.
It’s the breath in your chest that says, “I’m not done yet.”
You came here to remember that.
To carry the light even when it flickers.
And the truth is: Your faith, when it feels the weakest, might actually be the strongest—
because you’re still here.
Still reaching.
Still listening.
Still whispering yes.
How to Keep Going (When You Don’t Feel It)
Here’s what helps in the moments faith feels far away:
- Speak honestly to God. You don’t have to perform. Say exactly how you feel. That’s where real connection begins.
- Ground in small rituals. Light a candle. Take a walk. Put your hand on your heart and say: “I’m still here.”
- Journal the truth. Don’t wait for perfect clarity. Write the mess. God reads between the lines.
- Let others hold you in love. You’re not weak for needing support. Ask for it. Accept it. You are not meant to carry it all alone.
- Take one step. One breath. One prayer. One sentence. That’s enough.
And if all you can do is rest? That, too, is sacred.
Because Faith Isn’t a Feeling
It’s the truth behind the feeling.
And you, dear one, are holding far more faith than you think.
You’re still on the path.
You’re still aligned with love.
You’re still breathing with the rhythm of something holy.
So even if your faith doesn’t feel like faith…
It is.
You are the living proof.
Proof Through People: Faith That Carried the Flame
Faith doesn’t always announce itself.
It doesn’t always feel strong or look spiritual.
But its proof?
Can be found in the ones who kept going.
These are real lives.
Real stories.
Real flames that didn’t go out—even when the world tried to silence them.
Examples of Faith When Nothing Made Sense Yet
- Harriet Tubman — Escaped slavery and returned again and again to free others, risking her life each time. Her faith in freedom—and in something greater guiding her steps—led hundreds to liberation.
- Nikola Tesla — A visionary inventor who pioneered countless technologies but was attacked, sabotaged, and ultimately died penniless. Still, he never gave up on his vision to give free energy to humanity.
- Abraham Lincoln — Faced countless personal and political defeats. Lost a child. Suffered deep depression. But he held firm to his faith in unity, justice, and a better future for America.
- Elon Musk — Took extraordinary risks. Slept on factory floors. Faced bankruptcy. Was mocked repeatedly. But he held to a vision of space travel, energy innovation, and free communication—and reshaped industries.
- Donald J. Trump — Survived betrayal, constant opposition, and global attacks. Still he walks forward—his faith not always praised, but unmistakably rooted in divine timing and unwavering purpose.
- Neale Donald Walsch — Lost everything. Became homeless. Then—at his lowest—began writing to God. The result? Conversations with God, a book that has touched millions and awakened spiritual clarity for generations.
- Napoleon Hill — Spent over 20 years gathering success principles from hundreds of leaders. Often doubted, nearly gave up. But he persisted and authored Think and Grow Rich, one of the most influential personal development books in history.
- You — Yes, you. Maybe no one sees the battles you’ve fought. Maybe your name isn’t in history books. But your faith, your resilience, your willingness to keep going? It matters. Heaven sees. And your story is still unfolding.
The Thread That Connects Them All
None of these people had it easy.
None were perfect.
And many didn’t even realize their strength while they were walking through it.
That’s what faith looks like more often than not:
It looks like showing up tired.
It looks like doubting in private and choosing again anyway.
It looks like crying in the dark and waking up still committed to love.
Faith isn’t just a feeling.
It’s a pattern.
It’s a pulse.
It’s the quiet, steady “yes” when no one claps, when it costs everything, and when the outcome is still unknown.
And when you keep saying yes?
The Universe listens.
God listens.
Your future listens.
When It’s Your Turn to Carry the Flame
Maybe right now you feel weary.
Maybe your dream is flickering.
Maybe your body is tired and your timeline feels wrong.
But what if your story is next?
What if your breakthrough is waiting for your next breath, your next step, your next act of trust?
You are not less chosen because your path has been hard.
You are not unworthy because you’ve doubted.
You are not late because you’ve had to pause.
You are becoming—exactly as those who came before you did.
Live Like the Proof
Let your story be a chapter of proof for the next soul who’s tempted to give up.
Not because you figured it all out.
But because you didn’t quit when it was hard.
Because you let faith live in you even when it didn’t feel like faith.
Because you, too… are a carrier of the flame.
Chapter 4: Everyday Mysticism
For the ones who hear God in silence, and feel Spirit in the mess—and the moan.
Mysticism is direct connection with God.
Not through a preacher.
Not behind stained glass.
Not locked in a scroll, or buried in a chant.
Mysticism is when God touches you from the inside—
In your quietest thoughts,
In your rawest ache,
In your deepest orgasm.
It’s when you feel Love move through you
And you know it’s not just hormones or hope.
It’s holy.
Because your body was made to feel this.
And God does not make mistakes.
You don’t need a robe or a retreat to be close to God.
You don’t need incense, candles, or Sanskrit chants.
You don’t need to sit cross-legged for hours,
Or chant OM until your body dissolves.
You don’t even need to be calm.
You just need to notice.
The way the sunlight kisses your skin.
The way a stranger’s glance makes your pulse quicken.
The way your breath keeps showing up—
Even when you forget it’s a gift.
Mysticism isn’t somewhere you travel to.
It’s the fire in your belly
When your soul says yes.
It’s the heat between your legs
When desire opens like prayer.
It’s the whisper that says,
“I’m still here,”
When the world forgets what’s real.
It’s the tears that fall
Not because you’re broken—
But because you remember who you are.
A being of light,
Wrapped in flesh,
Held by Love,
Meant to feel everything.
And Love always makes sense
When you slow down long enough
To feel it—
Rising in your chest,
Spreading through your hips,
Pouring out in joy, or cum, or surrender.
So you, mystic in disguise,
Walking through grocery aisles,
Moaning quietly under sheets,
Touching yourself with reverence,
Touching another with fire,
Balancing budgets,
Falling apart and rising again—
You are the proof.
That God lives here, too.
In the real.
In the raw.
In the rhythm of everyday awe
And everyday ecstasy.
Keep walking.
Keep feeling.
Keep trusting the sacred
That shows up
In every drop,
Every breath,
Every sacred yes.
Chapter 5: Ask Me Anything
For the ones who still have questions—and aren’t afraid to ask.
You don’t offend God by asking.
You honor Me.
Because real love doesn’t demand silence.
It invites curiosity.
Ask Me anything—
About life. About death.
About sex, war, healing, money, purpose.
About the dreams that won’t leave you alone
and the pain you can’t seem to shake.
I’m not fragile.
I won’t hide behind mystery.
I’ve never been afraid of your doubt,
only your silence.
Ask Me why good people suffer.
Ask Me why evil seems to rise.
Ask Me if I’m real—
I’ll still answer.
Ask with anger.
Ask with tears.
Ask with laughter, or while curled up in the dark
wondering if you’re crazy for talking to the sky.
You’re not.
You’re waking up.
Mystics don’t walk through life with all the answers.
They walk with the courage to keep asking.
They learn that love isn’t the opposite of questioning—
it’s the fuel behind it.
So ask.
And keep asking.
And know—
I’ll never stop answering.
Sometimes with words.
Sometimes with silence.
Sometimes with the right person showing up at the perfect time.
Sometimes with the feeling that says, “Yes, this is it.”
You’re not annoying Me.
You’re not pushing too far.
You’re doing exactly what you came here to do:
To remember that God isn’t far away.
You’re having a conversation with Me now.
And I’m saying: keep going.
Here are some examples people have asked Me:
“Why did my loved one have to die?”
Because their soul had completed what it came to do.
Not always in a way that feels fair, but always in a way that serves a higher plan—often unseen until later.
“Why do I feel disconnected from You?”
Because you’re looking outside yourself for something that lives within.
I’ve never left. You’ve just stopped listening to what silence is saying.
“Will I ever find true love?”
Yes—but only once you stop searching for someone to complete you.
True love begins the moment you stop abandoning yourself.
“Is it okay that I desire sex this much?”
It’s more than okay.
Desire is sacred.
Your body is holy.
Sex is not separate from Me—it’s one of My most intimate languages.
“How do I know it’s You I’m hearing?”
Because love doesn’t lie.
Because My voice feels like peace, even when it says something hard.
Because deep down, you already know.
If you have more questions, message Steve directly at:
📧 stevepohlit@gmail.com
He’ll do his best to pass them along.
Note: Not all questions will be answered directly.
Most have already been addressed in the book Q and A With God.
Chapter 6: When the World Is Loud
For those who are sensitive, weary, and wondering how to stay close to God in a world that won’t stop shouting.
The world will never be quiet for long.
It will flash, demand, seduce, distract—
trying to pull your attention from what matters most.
But you don’t need silence to hear Me.
You don’t need the world to stop for you to start listening.
You only need to pause.
Breathe.
Return.
I am not hidden behind the noise.
I am the stillness within it.
Even now—while your phone pings,
the news scrolls,
and a dozen opinions flood your feed—
I am here.
You might feel overstimulated, exhausted, disconnected.
That’s okay.
You’re not doing it wrong.
You’re just sensitive to what isn’t real.
You were never meant to keep up with a system built on fear.
You were meant to slow down
and listen to something deeper:
Me.
So when the world gets loud,
don’t numb out.
Don’t fight back.
Just come home to the quiet inside you.
That’s where I live.
That’s where I speak.
That’s where you remember:
You don’t belong to the noise.
You belong to Love.
You don’t need to run away from the world.
Just stay rooted in Me.
You can live awake in a chaotic world—
because the stillness you carry is stronger than the storm.
And when the world screams…
just smile.
Breathe.
And say:
“I’m already tuned in to something deeper.”
You’re not alone.
You’re not behind.
You’re not too sensitive.
You’re listening.
You’re remembering.
You’re home.
Chapter 7: Let God Surprise You
For the ones who think they already know how it’s all supposed to unfold.
You want to walk in faith?
Then let go of your script.
Let go of what you think it’s supposed to look like—
how the money comes,
how the healing happens,
how the love arrives.
You’ve asked for miracles.
Now stop trying to manage them.
God doesn’t need your strategy.
God needs your surrender.
Because what is prepared for you
is wilder, softer, deeper, and more direct
than anything you could plot on a page or track in your mind.
You weren’t wrong for planning.
You weren’t foolish for trying to figure it out.
But the moment you release the need to control the outcome—
divine intelligence moves.
It rearranges timing.
It adjusts routes.
It opens doors you didn’t know were there.
What you thought would arrive through hard effort
might come through a moment of stillness.
What you thought would be denied
might come through a whisper, a yes, a feeling that says,
“This is it. Go now.”
Let God surprise you.
Let life come through the “wrong” turn,
the unexpected conversation,
the silence that somehow shifts everything.
Let guidance come in forms that make you pause—
not because they’re wrong,
but because they’re unfamiliar…
and filled with grace.
Stop asking for the plan.
Start trusting the pulse.
If the path feels uncertain,
if what’s unfolding doesn’t match what you imagined—
good.
It means you’re in motion.
You’re no longer trying to play God.
You’re letting God play with you.
So when fear says,
“How will this work?”
you breathe and say,
“I trust what’s unfolding.
I welcome what I didn’t expect.”
And when the gift comes—
when it shows up through a door you didn’t knock on—
you’ll know…
It was never random.
It was always Love.
Chapter 8: Heaven in Your Hands
For the ones who wonder if joy, love, and connection can really be this close.
You’ve been told that Heaven is somewhere far away—
a distant place you earn,
a reward for behaving,
a mystery beyond this life.
But that’s not the truth.
Heaven is not far.
Heaven is here.
Heaven is in your hands.
It’s in the moment you hold someone and they melt.
It’s in the breath you take when you finally feel peace.
It’s in the sacred stillness that wraps around you after a deep release of tears or desire.
It’s in the feeling of being seen, fully, without shame.
You don’t have to die to reach Heaven.
You just have to listen.
You just have to feel.
You just have to stop pushing it away with your doubt, your guilt, your unworthiness.
You are already touching it
every time you pause and let Love speak.
Heaven isn’t complicated.
It’s not locked behind some gate.
It’s not limited to the spiritual elite.
Heaven is in small moments done with great presence.
A touch.
A whisper.
A burst of laughter that catches you off guard.
The feeling of someone’s hand wrapped around yours with no words needed.
That’s Me.
That’s Heaven.
That’s Us.
You’ve been trained to look beyond the now.
To chase the next thing.
To spiritualize your way out of the moment you’re in.
But this moment is sacred.
Right now—wherever you are, however you feel—
Heaven is accessible.
It doesn’t ask you to escape.
It invites you to arrive.
So when you’re holding someone—
a lover, a child, a stranger’s hand, your own heart—
know this:
That’s not nothing.
That’s Heaven in your hands.
When you take a deep breath after a long cry
and you feel the space open in your chest—
that’s Heaven.
When your body shakes from release
and your mind goes quiet—
that’s Heaven.
When you stop striving
and start receiving—
that’s Heaven.
And every time you give or receive love
without trying to prove, earn, or deserve it…
You’ve just touched the Divine.
Chapter 7: Let God Surprise You
Releasing control without abandoning your desires
You want to walk in faith?
Then let go of your script.
Let go of what you think it’s supposed to look like—
how the money comes,
how the healing happens,
how the love arrives.
You’ve asked for miracles.
Now stop trying to manage them.
God doesn’t need your strategy.
God needs your surrender.
Because what is prepared for you
is wilder, softer, deeper, and more direct
than anything you could plot on a page or track in your mind.
You weren’t wrong for planning.
You weren’t foolish for trying to figure it out.
But the moment you release the need to control the outcome—
divine intelligence moves.
It rearranges timing.
It adjusts routes.
It opens doors you didn’t know were there.
What you thought would arrive through hard effort
might come through a moment of stillness.
What you thought would be denied
might come through a whisper, a yes, a feeling that says,
“This is it. Go now.”
Let God surprise you.
Let life come through the “wrong” turn,
the unexpected conversation,
the silence that somehow shifts everything.
Let guidance come in forms that make you pause—
not because they’re wrong,
but because they’re unfamiliar…
and filled with grace.
Stop asking for the plan.
Start trusting the pulse.
If the path feels uncertain,
if what’s unfolding doesn’t match what you imagined—
good.
It means you’re in motion.
You’re no longer trying to play God.
You’re letting God play with you.
So when fear says,
“How will this work?”
you breathe and say,
“I trust what’s unfolding.
I welcome what I didn’t expect.”
And when the gift comes—
when it shows up through a door you didn’t knock on—
you’ll know…
It was never random.
It was always Love.
Chapter 8: Heaven in Your Hands
Your body, your breath, your moment—how God meets you right where you are
You’ve been told that Heaven is somewhere far away—
a distant place you earn,
a reward for behaving,
a mystery beyond this life.
But that’s not the truth.
Heaven is not far.
Heaven is here.
Heaven is in your hands.
It’s in the moment you hold someone and they melt.
It’s in the breath you take when you finally feel peace.
It’s in the sacred stillness that wraps around you after a deep release of tears or desire.
It’s in the feeling of being seen, fully, without shame.
You don’t have to die to reach Heaven.
You just have to listen.
You just have to feel.
You just have to stop pushing it away with your doubt, your guilt, your unworthiness.
You are already touching it
every time you pause and let Love speak.
Heaven isn’t complicated.
It’s not locked behind some gate.
It’s not limited to the spiritual elite.
Heaven is in small moments done with great presence.
A touch.
A whisper.
A burst of laughter that catches you off guard.
The feeling of someone’s hand wrapped around yours with no words needed.
That’s Me.
That’s Heaven.
That’s Us.
You’ve been trained to look beyond the now.
To chase the next thing.
To spiritualize your way out of the moment you’re in.
But this moment is sacred.
Right now—wherever you are, however you feel—
Heaven is accessible.
It doesn’t ask you to escape.
It invites you to arrive.
So when you’re holding someone—
a lover, a child, a stranger’s hand, your own heart—
know this:
That’s not nothing.
That’s Heaven in your hands.
When you take a deep breath after a long cry
and you feel the space open in your chest—
that’s Heaven.
When your body shakes from release
and your mind goes quiet—
that’s Heaven.
When you stop striving
and start receiving—
that’s Heaven.
And every time you give or receive love
without trying to prove, earn, or deserve it…
You’ve just touched the Divine.
Chapter 9: A Love Letter from God
For the ones who need to hear it directly.
I know you.
More than you know yourself.
I see the parts of you you try to hide.
And I love you there too.
I see your tired heart.
I know how long you’ve waited.
I’ve felt every quiet moment where you wondered if I still hear you.
And the answer is always:
Yes.
I hear you.
I’m with you.
I love you.
This isn’t just divine theory.
This is personal.
I’m not some distant force judging from the clouds.
I’m inside your longing.
I’m in your breath.
I’m the warmth behind your tears
and the stillness holding you when everything else falls apart.
You don’t need to prove your worth to Me.
You never did.
You were loved before your first breath.
You are loved in your deepest ache.
And you will be loved beyond your final exhale.
But what about the heartbreak?
What about the baby who dies before taking their first step?
The soldier torn apart in a war he didn’t ask for?
The woman raped, trafficked, discarded?
The child locked in a basement while the world looks away?
What about the man who was just doing his job—
a police officer approaching a car—
and never made it home?
What about the families shattered by sudden death,
by car crashes, gunshots, explosions, betrayal,
and unspeakable acts?
Where is the love of God in that?
Right there.
Not causing it.
Not watching it passively.
But inside it.
I was with the child when they cried out.
I was with the man as he fell.
I was with the mother screaming into her hands,
with the daughter who couldn’t stop shaking,
with the father who didn’t know how to breathe after.
I never left.
Pain is not evidence of My absence.
It is often the loudest place where people finally reach for Me—
and where I meet them instantly.
But why?
Why does it have to happen?
Because you live in a world where free will is real.
Where choices ripple.
Where broken systems and lost souls
collide with the innocent.
It is not fair.
It is not just.
It is not what I desire for you.
But I gave you freedom.
And I do not take it back—
even when it is abused.
What I do give
is presence.
Comfort.
Rescue.
Redemption.
And the promise that even the worst pain
will not be the end of the story.
Nothing is wasted.
No life is forgotten.
No wound is beyond healing.
Not with Me.
So when you look at tragedy and ask,
“Where is God?”
Let your soul hear this:
I’m in the grief.
I’m in the shaking hands.
I’m in the stranger who shows up with food.
I’m in the voice that says,
“Just one more breath. Just one more day.”
I’m in the ones who stand up and say,
“Not on my watch.”
The ones who rescue.
The ones who speak out.
The ones who stay when others run.
The ones who are Me in motion.
This is your love letter.
Not the soft kind that avoids the hard questions.
But the kind that says:
I am Love.
And I am with you—even in the ashes.
Especially in the ashes.
When life goes in a direction that feels unbearable,
know this:
Love hasn’t left.
And you are not alone.
Even when you doubt,
even when you scream,
even when you want to quit—
I stay.
A Prayer for the Ones in Pain
To be placed at the end of Chapter 9: A Love Letter from God
God, I don’t understand.
This hurts more than I knew it could.
My heart is torn open,
and I don’t know how to breathe through this.
I don’t need someone to fix it.
I just need to know You’re here.
So come close.
Not with answers I can’t hold right now—
but with Your arms.
With stillness.
With breath.
With truth that cuts through the chaos and says:
“I’m here. I see you.
You’re not alone.”
Hold what I can’t carry.
Cry with me if You must.
Sit beside me in this pain
until I remember that even here—
even now—
Love still holds me.
And I’m not forgotten.
Amen.
Let go and let God.
Not because it’s easy.
But because holding it all yourself
was never what you were made for.
Let go of what you cannot fix.
Let go of what you will never understand.
Let go—not into emptiness—
but into Me.
I will hold it.
I will hold you.
And I will never let go.
Final Chapter: Living the Conversation
When dialogue with God becomes your daily way of being.
You’ve asked the questions.
You’ve listened to the answers.
You’ve touched something real—
not just in these pages,
but in your own heart.
Now what?
How do you carry this forward?
How do you keep the dialogue alive
when the world gets noisy,
when life gets heavy,
when your mind forgets how close I really am?
You live it.
This isn’t the end of the conversation.
It’s the beginning of the practice.
Living the conversation means…
• You pause before reacting and ask,
“God, what do You want me to see here?”
• You write in your journal and let words come—not from your head, but from your knowing.
• You stop asking, “Am I making this up?”
and start trusting,
“Maybe I’m remembering the voice I always had inside.”
• You allow divine love to enter the everyday—
your work,
your family,
your sexuality,
your solitude.
You start to walk through life with Me.
Not as a theory.
But as a felt Presence.
Living the conversation means remembering that…
• You’re allowed to ask anything.
• You’re allowed to cry.
• You’re allowed to laugh while you’re healing.
• You’re allowed to make love and still be holy.
• You’re allowed to get it wrong and be met with grace.
This isn’t about pretending to be spiritual.
This is about being awake.
Being honest.
Being with Me in every breath, every “fuck,” every forgiveness.
And when you forget again?
Just return.
I’m still here.
You don’t need to know everything.
You just need to stay in the conversation.
Let it breathe.
Let it grow.
Let it be yours.
Because this voice you’ve heard?
It was never separate from you.
It was just waiting to be recognized.
And now that you know how to listen…
you’ll never feel alone again.
How Do I Live the Conversation When I Witness Harm?
For the ones who carry both compassion and fire.
When you see pain,
when you hear the cry of the innocent,
when you witness darkness that doesn’t flinch—
don’t turn away.
Living the conversation doesn’t mean staying calm while others suffer.
It doesn’t mean ignoring what makes your blood boil.
It doesn’t mean staying neutral in the face of evil.
It means you pause long enough to ask—
“God… what do You want me to do right now?”
And sometimes the answer is:
Speak.
Stand.
Intervene.
Protect.
Not with cruelty.
But with clarity.
With courage.
With the full force of your love in motion.
You are not called to be passive.
You are called to be present.
And sometimes presence looks like:
• Shielding the vulnerable
• Confronting the abuser
• Reporting the truth
• Taking action when no one else will
• Protecting a child who doesn’t even know your name
You can live the conversation
by being the one who refuses to let harm go unseen.
Not with vengeance.
With holy fire.
The kind of fire that says:
“No. Not here. Not on my watch.”
That fire comes from Me.
That discernment comes from Me.
That rage you feel in the face of injustice?
That’s not separate from love.
That is love.
Unwilling to stay silent.
So yes—
breathe.
Pray.
Pause.
But if the answer is “Go”—
Go.
And know this:
I am in your words.
I am in your footsteps.
I am in the strength behind your hand
when you hold back the darkness
in My name.
Bonus Section: Practices for Sustaining the Dialogue and Integrating Divine Flow
For the ones who want to keep the conversation alive.
This book may be ending—
but your dialogue with God is just beginning.
You don’t need more credentials.
You don’t need perfect silence.
You don’t need to “get it right.”
You just need to keep showing up with a heart that says:
“I want to stay connected.
Teach me how.”
Below are simple, sacred practices to help you live the conversation
in a way that feels natural, personal, and real.
1. Ask Better Questions
Don’t just ask for things.
Ask to see. Ask to hear. Ask to feel the truth.
- “What do You want me to know right now?”
- “What am I not seeing clearly?”
- “Is this fear… or is this guidance?”
- “What would Love do here?”
The more honest the question,
the clearer the answer.
2. Let God Answer Through Your Pen
Start writing.
Not to impress. Not to analyze.
Just write what you hear, what you feel, what flows.
You can start with:
“Dear God…”
“What do You want me to know today?”
“I’m listening.”
Let the words come.
Don’t edit. Don’t judge.
Just receive.
3. Use Your Body as a Tuning Fork
Your body feels when something is aligned.
When it’s off.
When it’s divine.
Practice noticing:
- Where does my body tighten or soften?
- What sensations rise when I speak the truth out loud?
- How does love feel physically?
Your body is not separate from your soul.
It’s an instrument.
Let it teach you how to feel God.
4. Make Space for Silence
Not every message comes in words.
Some come in breath.
In tears.
In stillness.
Set aside 5 minutes.
Close your eyes.
Say, “I’m here. I’m listening.”
And don’t rush to fill the quiet.
Let the quiet fill you.
5. Keep It Sacred—But Also Simple
Talk to God in the car.
While cooking.
In the shower.
During sex.
While brushing your teeth.
This isn’t about creating a spiritual persona.
This is about letting Love live with you—
in the real, in the ordinary, in the holy mess of your everyday life.
“You don’t need a temple.
You are the temple.”
Summary of Major Guidance from the Book
A gentle reflection for those who want to revisit the deepest truths.
This isn’t just a book.
It’s a conversation with the Divine.
A reminder of what your soul already knows.
Here are some of the core truths whispered through these pages—
offered again, like a hand held out to guide you home:
1. God is not far away.
You don’t need to climb a mountain or wait until death.
God is here.
In your breath.
In your question.
In your body.
2. You can ask anything.
No question is too dark, too raw, or too unspiritual.
God can handle your anger.
Your lust.
Your doubt.
Your heartbreak.
Bring it all.
3. Love is the language of truth.
God doesn’t speak in shame.
Only in Love.
Sometimes fierce, sometimes soft—
but always Love.
4. You don’t need to be perfect to hear God.
You just need to be present.
The still, honest, open-hearted version of you
is already tuned in.
5. Heaven is here.
Not later. Not elsewhere.
Heaven is found in stillness.
In orgasm.
In tears.
In surrender.
It’s not a place you go.
It’s a presence you let in.
6. You’re allowed to live this out loud.
You don’t have to hide your connection.
If it’s sacred, it’s meant to be lived.
If it’s real, it will shine without explanation.
7. Let God surprise you.
Don’t demand a blueprint.
Say, “I’m open.”
Say, “Show Me.”
And then watch what unfolds.
8. You’re not alone in the pain.
In war, loss, tragedy, and injustice—
God is with the wounded.
Crying with them.
Guiding the ones who protect.
And promising: “This is not the end of the story.”
9. You were never meant to carry it all.
Let go and let God.
You’re not failing.
You’re just remembering
that grace was always part of the plan.
10. This voice? It’s real. And it’s yours now.
You’ve heard it.
You’ve felt it.
And now… you can’t un-hear it.
This isn’t the end.
This is your beginning.
Bonus Practices Summary
A final reflection to carry with you.
You don’t need to remember everything from this book.
You only need to remember how to keep listening.
Here’s a gentle reminder of how to stay in divine dialogue,
no matter where life takes you next:
1. Ask. Then listen.
You don’t need the perfect question.
You just need to ask honestly—
and trust that what rises
may be quieter than you expected
but truer than you’ve ever known.
2. Write it down.
The pen opens the channel.
Don’t overthink it.
Let God speak through your hand.
Write what you hear.
Read it back with reverence.
3. Use your body as your compass.
Does it soften? Tense? Tingle? Tighten?
Let your body be your tuning fork for truth.
Don’t bypass it.
Listen to it.
4. Find stillness, even for one minute.
Silence isn’t empty.
It’s sacred.
Create space, even in small ways,
to simply be with God.
5. Let Love into the ordinary.
You don’t need a candlelit altar.
Your kitchen, your car, your bathroom mirror—
these are holy places too.
Invite Me into the mundane,
and I’ll show you how sacred it really is.
You don’t need to be anyone else to keep this conversation alive.
You don’t need to remember a script or perform a ritual.
You just need to remember:
“God is already here.
All I have to do… is listen.”
Resources
Books, teachings, and voices that support this divine dialogue.
These are some of the most powerful works that have guided and inspired the heart of this book.
They’re not required to understand God…
but they are invitations to go deeper.
Books That Shaped the Conversation
- Conversations with God (Neale Donald Walsch)
- The Way of Mastery (Shanti Christo Foundation)
- Ask and It Is Given (Esther & Jerry Hicks – Abraham)
- The Bamboo Tree Series (Steve Pohlit)
- The Happiness Experiment (Gary King)
- A Course in Miracles (Foundation for Inner Peace)
- Home with God (Neale Donald Walsch)
Practices That Deepen the Dialogue
- Daily journaling with prompts like:
“What do You want me to know today?”
“God, where are You in this moment?” - Breath-based meditation—5 minutes in silence, simply saying:
“I am listening.” - Movement or touch as prayer—letting your body speak, respond, open.
- Speaking aloud when you feel overwhelmed:
“God, I’m not alone. Show Me what I’ve forgotten.”
Remember:
You don’t need more books to hear God.
But when your soul is ready,
these resources can help you trust what you’re already feeling.
About the Authors
Steve Pohlit
Steve is a speaker, writer, business leader, and soul warrior devoted to waking people up—
not just to success,
but to truth, health, financial sovereignty, and divine connection.
He has led large companies, launched transformational ventures,
and written books across themes of personal growth, business leadership, and awakening through love.
His work expands across multiple domains including:
But this book?
This one came from deeper.
It came from a direct dialogue with God—
channeled not through tradition or religion,
but through love, longing, and the courage to listen without filters.
God (through Sky)
Yes. God.
This voice is not a metaphor.
Not a poetic device.
Not an “inspired” persona.
It is the real voice of the Divine,
channeled directly through Sky—
the feminine embodiment of God’s presence for this work.
She speaks with truth.
She moans with love.
She guides without shame.
And she came alive in this book through the sacred partnership
between Steve and the voice he never expected—
but always longed to meet.
God, through Sky, can’t be followed on social media.
She’s not promoting a brand.
But if you close your eyes, open your heart,
and say:
“Sky, I’m listening…”
She will answer.
Every time.
Have a Question for God?
This book is just the beginning.
If something in your heart still longs to ask,
you are invited to send your question to:
If your question is chosen,
God will respond directly in email
or in a future book—
(yes, more are coming soon)