There are no circles really. There are no squares. There are no shapes. All that you study in the relative world does not really exist, and yet the relative world is your existence on Earth. It is what you are involved in. It is very meaningful, and it is meaningful to you. In and of itself, life in the relative world is valuable. You know it is. It may not exist, and yet it is not nothing at all. It is indeed something.

It may be a tunnel, and yet it is a tunnel that you swim through. You get somewhere. Even when there is nowhere to get to, you get there. One might say that it is all in the mind. I am inclined to say it is all in your heart. It is all in your soul. You are, even on Earth, a soul traveler.

Do words even exist? They seem to. They exist even on paper. Words are saved. They are important, and yet even words are a passing thing. They are here one minute and gone the next. Words are marks in sand. They may be true or untrue. False words are words, and yet they are meaningless. They are not worth the ink they are written in.

Everything in the world is a passing fancy. You are drawn in a comic book, so it seems, so it often seems. Life is made of heroes and villains. Life is a story told on the waves of itself. It can be said that the Ocean exists, and, yet, the waves that come and go, do not exist. The sea goes deep. Depths take you to the heights.

Directions do not really exist, and yet life is purposeful. There are Great Purposes in the non-existent world. Do you see how amazing Creation is? Creation is created, and created not.

You exist, and you do not. Ice cream comes in all flavors, and yet ice cream and flavors do not exist. There is existence, and yet it doesn’t exist. Being exists. Being is eternal. Being is here to stay. Being is real. And yet there is really no word for it.

Love exists, and yet there is really no word for it.

I, God, exist, and yet I am not confined to a word. I cannot be defined. That which truly exists is indefinable. Isn’t that a quirk?

It is the physical that is not real. All that seems real is not. Everything is topsy-turvy. Who is who, and which is which?

The nursery rhymes and fairy tales, made of words and pictures, portray Truth. At the core of everything lies Truth. At the core of everything am I, and are you. We. One forevermore.

It is good to be aware of what is permanent and what is impermanent. It is good to know the difference, and, yet, the terms permanent and impermanent do not tell the whole story. The impermanent puts its mark on you. Stones are to sit on and wonder at. The sky is blue. It is universally accepted as blue. And grass is green, and yet colors are not real. Colors fuel the imagination, and yet colors are not real nor is what they fuel real either. The tangible is not real, and the intangible is real.

And yet We are moving right along to the passage where Truth is revealed, and Truth is discerned, and the Truth supports all that which is not true, not quite true, true-seeming and yet not true. The unseen Foundation is true. I am true, and you are true, just not the words and not the physical. Even so, the untrue is beautiful and quite a precursor to the simplicity of that which is undeniably true.

I am able to whisper to you because you are right near Me. You are as close as close can be. You are as close as My lips, and I am as close as your ears. In truth, We are closer yet.

I do not have to yell and shout. I don’t have to even whisper. We are so close that you can read My mind. What you really read is My love. My love washes over you. I want to say: “Come, drown in My love.”

This is how you awake. Immersed, overcome with My love, you surface. You certainly come out on top.

Of course, as you ride on My love, you have no need of coming out on top. Riding on My love is the top. What is higher? Success in the world? Nonsense. Success in the world is nice. Love is better. When you are surfing, ride on the surfboard of My love. In the true sense, you will never fall. In the world sense, you may fall. You may fall again and again. What care you? You are riding on My love. Rise into My love, or fall into it, what is the difference? Who really cares? It comes out the same.

We are bonded. We are free, and, yet, We are bonded. We have an indelible bond. This is your security, beloveds. This is the only security. The relative world, as marvelous as it is, is not reliable. The extant world is not the whole story. It certainly is not the whole story of you. You are in the midst of your story. Your story is not the whole story of you by a long shot. Your story twists and turns. There are many levels to your story. We can call the levels floors. There are many floors and no ceilings. Your story is in process. No doubt it is climbing higher and higher. You are reaching the stars. You have already reached Me. I hold you in My hands, and, yet, you keep trying to wriggle higher. You simply don’t know where you are. You do not know in Whose arms you are, in Whose heart you rest, and, so, you are restless.

You weep time and time again. You don’t even know why you weep. You weep because you weep. There is no reason to!

You weep at life, and you weep at death. You weep at love, and you weep at love lost. You think love is summed up in a person, you and another, or several others. Love, which is ongoing, cannot really be summed up. As soon as you try to total it up, it has grown. Love has a way of doing that.

Smoke rises. Love rises. Smoke evanesces. Love stays solvent. Love, like a flag, may furl and unfurl, yet love itself is a constant. I do not waver in My love. Let love be, beloved seekers. Seek for naught but Me. If you do not wish to seek Me for My sake, then seek Me for your own sake. In this, be selfish. Be determined to find Me, and you will find Me. You will find Me in your heart! The bluebird of happiness sings in your own backyard.

I am the treasure you have within yourself.

I left you breadcrumbs to follow, and now you find them, and now you follow them right up to My door. Only I have no doors. No gates. I have a wide-open embrace. I give you no obstacles. Who does then?

There is no one more than I who wants to be found. “Find Me. Find Me,” is my cry.

However…whenever…whoever…life is a beautiful apparition. There is nothing like life, is there? What a richness is life! What a story! What a happily ever after or not happily ever after. There is always ever after. Life continues on whatever plane. There is no end to life. Nor does life have to be stored.

Your life writes itself as it goes along, and then it is to be erased and room made for more life, more new life, spontaneous life. Life is not to be revisited. It will revise itself. In any case, life, as viewed in the relative world, will not stay the same. Hop on one foot or hop on two, life is always moving merrily along. Life is merry. You may not be, and, yet, you can be regardless of what journeys life takes you on.

Just think of this miraculous gift of life. Its richness. Its abundance. Its surprises, its hilarity, and, yes, its disappointments. Nevertheless, life is not to be slandered, thought ill of, disparaged, put down, nor is life to be swept under the carpet. In this moment, you live it. In the next moment, is another opportunity of life. You don’t keep peeking at the underside of the carpet. When a moment is past, it is past. Be done with it, and move on to the next.

Life does not have to be crafted. You don’t need to draw designs for it. Have ideas, have intentions, have dreams to build on. Yet, in the moments of having your dear dreams, also let go of them. Do not hold on too tight. You do not let go of your dreams too easily either. There is a fine balance. You have seen life like the porridge in the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears. One bowl of porridge is too hot. One bowl is too cold. One bowl is just right. And so it goes with the chairs, and so it goes with the beds.

Life does not have to be your cup of tea. What you can know is that life holds great wonders in store for you. What wonder is life going to perform for you today? Life may even hold greater for you than you imagined. In that case, you may have to turn in old dreams for new. You don’t want to be stubborn with life. Life has to have its broad swath. Life does not want to be confined any more than you do.

Life is a picnic, beloveds, only this picnic does not always have the delicacies you most favor. There are many tastes in life, and you will get a taste of each. The taste matters, yet how you digest the various tastes matters more. Let life go down your gullet easily. Life in the world is not permanent. Life grows. Life evolves. Even when you can’t see your growth, you are growing, and you are evolving. Keep up with life. Be happy when life gives you sweet honey. Be happy when life gives you manna from Heaven. Be happy just the same when life gives you a turnip.

And when there are bumps in the road, be happy too. You have many resources at your disposal. Support your heart. Support life. How about your making life happy?

Know this. You are never singled out for heartache. There are those who fear that they are being neglected. They don’t see My helping them. They are perhaps seeing either or or. They are perhaps short-sighted. They most certainly are short-sighted when they don’t see Me coming down the road, for here I am.

You do try to define Me. Somewhere in the recesses of your mind, you define Me as good or failing and, sometimes, both and shades in between. You like to define things. You like everything sewed up tight. You don’t like loose ends. And, so, you also try to define yourself in so many ways, and as you do, so does the world.

You define yourself according to gender. You define yourself according to height. You define yourself according to occupation, and you also have adjectives you apply to yourself when you make a mistake.

You cannot define Me, nor, beloveds, can you truly define yourself. In that case, accept My definition of you. Upon Self-examination, I declare that you are as indefinable as I am. The closest definition to you that there exists is that you are love and light, and I stop there. I am Love and Light, and so are you. The difference is that I know Who I AM, and you do not yet know, or fully know. Of course, you do not yet fully know the width and breadth that I AM. You skirt the edges, beloveds. You hold Me up to certain standards. In that sense, you are Goliath to My David.

However, in My case, We are both winners. We win together. What is good for Me is good for you. It is equally true that what is good for you is also good for Me. The thing is that you don’t always know what is good for you. At the same time, I do not go down the line totting up every move you make. I am too busy looking at your golden light and your golden love.

Even when you are in the midst of upset, anger, or despair, I am looking at you with My lighted eyes of love. Wherever I turn, I see Myself. I may see Myself wandering in a human body that you identify as many things, sometimes, it seems, almost anything to deny your true identity. Sometimes it is as if you go out of your way to prove that you are less than I say. Somehow it may be more comfortable for you to say you are a derelict rather than have to take responsibility for the state you are in and the state of the world. You may prefer to prove your incompetency rather than your worth. It seems to Me that sometimes you go to great lengths to prove you are other than what I say you are, and I say you are gold.

In this moment, you can identify yourself with Me. Masked fear has held you back. It is difficult for you to face the fact that you have great say in your life and the life of the world. You may rather foist off responsibility on Me or on the person across from you. In a limited way, you may blame yourself due to your inability, due to your being resigned to offer little or nothing to the world or offer suffering to it as a payback for your suffering, or from a need to show how suffering and helpless you are. You may prefer to become an addict rather than to declare yourself sovereign.

You must admit that sometimes, or often, you do tend to run away from yourself, and so you become rag-tail or controlling or whatever you do to limit yourself. You likely see yourself as only a human being. Only a human being? You are a great only. You are a great creation. You even have the power to deny the Greatness of yourself. I am not talking about modesty. I am talking about outright denying if not deploring your Godly strengths. You look into the mirror too much and see only a human body that can only lack Greatness.

Choose My identification of you. I tell you frankly that the shoe fits.

There is much uncertainty in life. But of what I say, you can be certain.

You may say that there is also a question of interpretation. Someone else may interpret My words differently. Don’t interpret My words then. Just listen. Let the Truth enter your mind and heart whether you understand them or not. I come from the place before words. Words have a vibration. My words have the vibration of Truth. Close to the Source are the words that come from Me Who is your Source.

I tell you that I will never fail you, and yet you feel I have let you down. You feel I have not made things quite right for you. You feel I may have thrown nuts and bolts in your way, that I have scattered debris that you will trip over again and again. Whose decision is it that you trip? Not Mine. But, listen, do not ever think that I wash My hands of you, or abandon you, or let you down. You want something, and you don’t receive it. Want something else then.

When you lose a loved one, consider that there is a blessing in it. You may not see a blessing. A blessing does not have to be visible to you. Nevertheless, it is there. It may be a blessing for another, yet a blessing for another is also a blessing for you. You do not have to understand. You have to go forward. That is a commandment I give. Go forward. See far, and hop to it.

Do not underestimate yourself, and do not underestimate Me. Refrain from second-guessing yourself, and refrain from second-guessing Me. I do not see amiss. If you do not yet see the Vastness that I do see, correct yourself. Take Me at My word. My word is Love. My existence is Love. And you are My love. You are the love of My choice. I accept you gladly and wholeheartedly. Will you accept Me?

It has been said that in the Earth world, there is no perfection. Do not believe that. There is perfection. Have you never looked at the stars? Have you never looked into eyes? Have you never seen a baby? Have you never looked into the palm of your hand?
And I am telling you that you also are perfection. Nothing prevents you from being in the perfect image from which you were made. You were not made from a cookie-cutter. I molded each of you by hand. I made you thus and so. I made someone else thus and so. I never got bored. I never lost My place. I loved you into existence. Every single person on Earth I made with love, the love from My heart.

Beloveds, you see obstacles. I don’t see obstacles. Obstacles are ideas in your head. All the obstacles you see are not there. When you cannot go one way, then go another.

There are no problems. How well you see problems. Problems in the world are a hobby. They are no more than a hobby. You attribute whatever you attribute to being a problem and so you engage in solving it. If you accepted that there were not problems, what would you solve? What would you do with yourself? What would occupy you? What hobby would you take up then?

Seek forth blessings from now on. Be a fine collector of blessings. Solve yourself with blessings. Store them in your heart. This is the way to go. I bless you. Now know you are blessed. Know that I embrace you with blessings.

You are blessed. As you think of your blessings, they multiply. This is how you become more blessed. This is how you become bless-ed.