What is patience but waiting? That is, waiting without impatience.

What is impatience but being too excited to wait? Your anticipation is strong, or you are just too eager for something to be done and over with.

It is said that all good things come to he who waits. Sometimes you serve the world by catching a falling star just like that. You run to catch a star or a baseball and then slide into first base.

In the world, everything seems to depend upon something else or everything else, and who knows why there are fumbles? You may figure them out after the event, yet what good are explanations anyway, especially after the fact?

Of course, you, My Children, like your T's crossed and your I’s dotted. Life, however, is decisive and doesn’t attend much to explanations. When all is said and done, what good are explanations? Are explanations at the end of the day excuses? Or good enough excuses? Sometimes there is no excuse that can satisfy, and some explanations are unending like a woolen scarf you are knitting or crocheting.

As a matter of fact, to your eyes, there often are no excuses good enough to pardon heavy events in Life. You cannot find enough of anything to excuse mayhem, cruelty, and the suffering of innocent parties. Nothing justifies.

Anyway, what is changeable after the event when there is nothing that can undo past events? You have to let the long ago and even the more recent past get behind you. When all is said and done, you must let go of everything that boils within you so that you can move forward. It is a necessity that you move forward. No longer can you carry a chip on your shoulder.

When you scratch an itch too often or too deeply, you bleed. When you punish mentally, when you begrudge, you are not letting go when letting go is an absolute must. Letting go is for your sake and for your future and very possibly for the sakes of your yet unborn children. There are elements of your recurrent thoughts that must not continue and that you have to let go of like the plague.

Heading the list are ill-thoughts. You don’t want the harsh resentments you experience in your Life followed by even one generation of yours into their Daily Lives. Not by a longshot do you. Secure Good Will in your Heart. You can do it. You have to do it.

When you harbor a hard heart, no matter how you may hide it, you pass it on as part of the inheritance you leave. If you want to erase ill-will – if you want ill-will to become extinct – if you want ill-will to be gone from the Face of the Earth -- you can’t foment a hard heart without passing it on. Your thoughts reach far and wide. There is no choice for you but to bury the hatchet. You have to. In order to salvage your children’s hearts, you have to find a way. This is attainable. You have to attain it.

I am saying that in Life, there are some musts, yet Free Will also exists. I am telling you that when it comes to grudges, big or small, you have no choice but to move past them. You must not keep grudges. Make no mistake. This goes for little and big. You have kept them too long. No longer harbor hostile feelings anywhere near your heart. You must not let ill-feelings fester. The most severe injustices have to be let go. You must get rid of them.

“Out, damned spot, out!” said Lady MacBeth.

In Lady MacBeth’s case, it was her guilt at killing Duncan that she had to cast out. She literally had blood on her hands. You must not harbor ill-feelings. It is self-righteous of you to harbor hard feelings in your heart. Understandable, yes. Holding merit? No.

Oneness exists. In Truth, there is no other. There is One. When you rail against another, it is yourself that you rail against. When you hurt another’s heart, it is your own heart you hurt.

Of course, it does matter how you feel and what you say. Your desire to be heard, really heard, is great. What matters more is Who you are and what you consider yourself to be. What worth do you set on yourself?

There is nothing you have to be but Who you are. Words go only so far. Words are a lot, yet they are not everything. You are everything. The world view is nothing next to Who you are. You may demerit yourself.

In Truth, you are a different matter altogether from what someone may suppose. You are supposed to be you, not someone else’s estimate of you. To say you are worth gold doesn’t begin to state your value. You, the concept of you as you are purported to be in the world, may be a falsehood perpetrated upon you. Do not believe for one minute the world’s estimate of you, nor the world’s estimate of itself.

No one sees you clearly enough. Doubt is an epidemic in the world passed on from one to another. No one begins to know your worth. No one begins to know your legacy, not even your mother, and least of all you. Nor do so-called others, even those with the most bravado, know who they are.

I know what I wrought, and I know your worth. What am I worth? You are worth the same. No matter what the Earth ascribes to you, you are Heaven-borne and distributed on Earth as a Lighted Star.

You are here in the big wide world for something, not for nothing. No one is good for nothing. No one is missing his or her reason for Being. Your reason for Being has been noted. You haven’t woken up to it. What you or anyone makes of you is not the making of you. You and the world are too careless and vague. A huge error has been made. Don’t perpetuate this error. Accept the worth I put upon you, and be done.

There is no scale fine enough upon which to weigh you. At this point in the world at large, you have to take My Word for it. No matter how the world may sully you, you are My Magnificence. And, Beloveds, those who underestimate you are also My Magnificence.

Return to Innocence.

Scoff not at anyone, least of all at yourself. If you had more regard for yourself, you would waken others to themselves. If you regarded others more, you would also regard yourself more. Awaken to the Beauty of the Universe. You and so-called others in the Universe, are One and the Same, except I know your worth which you may well have sidestepped all your Life, this very Life which I bestowed upon you at your request!

An error in Life has been made. You may have carried the error on as a banner before you. The legs of High Hopes have been cut down. No longer cut yourself down to the world’s accounting of you.

Turn over a new leaf.

Light a fire under you.

Open the eyes of the Universe.

What is the world waiting for? It has been waiting for you, and you have been waiting for someone else as well. Everyone has been waiting for someone else to breathe Life into Life.

Wait for no man.

Knock on your own door.

Wait not, want not.

For whom do the bells toll?

Why, they toll for you.

Who is the bell-ringer?

Why, it is you. You are the bell-ringer as well.

Pull up the shades.

Let the Sun in.

You have been foretold.

Now foretell yourself.

Tell yourself what you are to do, and do it.

Don’t just sit there biding your time.

Get right on it. The time is now.

It is like you walk on the Great Sea and a little individual Sea all at once when the Truth is that you are the Eternal Sea.

You are the Unbounded Infinite, and you are a drop of water who imagines that a drop of water is all that you are. Or, you imagine yourself as Everything and Nothing at all and all at once when you are ever truly Infinite.

The Truth is you are all-important. The Truth is you are everything I say, yet you see yourself as insignificant in a little land. As it happens, the Great Soul of you exceeds worldly Significance. You may play hop scotch around the edges of the playground that exist only on the perimeter of the Real You.

I am all for play. Enjoy. Yet there is greater Joy within you than you hardly dare squint at. Or you look at this Greater Joy as you might look at a Fairy Tale. You don't yet quite dare to grasp the greater fields within you to explore, for these greater fields are not yet metered. You see them as uncharted while you perform a charade. In actuality, you are well-versed deeply in the Silence far more than the charades you enter into.

It is as if you wait for the Prince's kiss to awaken you. You wait for something outside you to present itself. All along, the Prince and the Kiss lie within you. All is within you. You have forgotten only for a while. You have only pretended to yourself that you are Unknowing. In Truth, you are the Leader of the Band.

You may kid yourself in your belief that I created you and then dumped you and left you alone on a far-off land to fend for yourself. You are not abandoned. Waking up to the Truth in which you belong is a foregone conclusion. The only question is when. When is up to you even as Earth time does not exist. Beloveds, it is okay for you to stay asleep as long as you decide. Waking up isn't simply according to your whim. That you sleep on and on doesn't mean you are a sluggard who must wake up pronto.

I also don't want you to think you have to wait forever to open your eyes, rub them, and see what has been right before you all along.

You do awaken yourself even as I rap you on your forehead in order to remind you.

I say: "Wake up, Beloveds! I am not separate from you. Inevitably, within you, I stir. You begin to feel that a New World is being given to you and that a New Shining Sun has come out before your very eyes."

"Wow," you think, "God has shaken me awake!"

You believe all the credit goes to Me, God, and, in a way, you are right, for I AM the God within you all along. You contain all that I AM forever and forever. You haven't quite dared to gulp this thought down.

Awakened, you know a richer Joy now as you say: "Thank God. Thank God in the Highest."

There is an extra Joy when We say: "All Glory to God."

When you say: "My God."

When you say: "God bless. God gave Himself to me. God gave All of Himself to me. God is. I am God blessing Myself. I am God's Blessing. I am God's Will.

"I am Eternal. Then, dear God, I can say I know You well. I have always known God well. I can say that I am God. This is not arrogance. I am God in the Highest, and I am God in the Humblest. I am God, the One. I inherited Myself. God is Rising.

"Now, God, You say now to me: 'The Sun shines, and the Sun shines on Itself. There is Light Alone.'

"Now, God, You ask me to say to You:

"'I, too, am the Light of God. I created Myself for the Sake of Everlasting Oneness. I created Myself so that I can meet Myself and know Myself and recognize Myself in all My Shining Splendor. What is there to know in all the world but Myself Who Art Thou?'"

It would seem obvious that it is better to love than not to love. I am saying point-blank that best of all in all the world is to Love. Do you believe that vindication comes first before Well-Being, before Health, before Freedom, before Good Will, and, therefore, before My Will?

Who wins in war? Is there any debate but that there are great losses even on the so-called winning side? When all is said and done, what can be won but ego, and what good does ego do for anyone but to make rosy their cheeks for a few moments in a misspent fervor of glory?

Who in his right mind would want to believe in revenge as something to be sought after and feel good to accomplish in the name of spitefulness? If there were something good in trouncing another, I would tell you.

If you do not rail against another but turn your back on him or her, what does turning your back on another warrant you? You turn your back on one who, in your mind, isn’t worthy of you. When you find yourself in this spot, I will say unilaterally: Beloveds, you have no business to be smug about it.

Long have we discussed that revenge and retaliation lead to nowhere you want to be. Revenge and such mortal wounding injure all involved. And that’s just it. Everyone is involved in a childish game that offers only hurt on all sides, no matter what side you take. Why two sides, beloveds?

The person you revile and who may or may not revile you, for what purpose do you exact meanness in order to protest whatever it is you take a stand against? What imperfection are you too high and mighty to pardon?

Often, someone you disdain was once a mate of yours, near or far, in one way or another. Somehow a friendship, long or short, fell into disarray.

Surely, there is some kind of distress between the two of you that keeps you tethered to each other. Admit there is some kind of connection. It must go deep. Otherwise, why would you choose to be encrusted with it and unable to let the distrust go?

When you feel what may be like a blister on your heel, no longer look for salve to put on your blisters. For Heaven’s Sakes, take off your shoes. Stop wearing shoes too tight. No more dwelling on the past.

When there is something to heal, heal it. Heal the blisters and callouses in your heart. Release them. If something is caught in your craw and crowded in your heart, it is yours to remove. Are you waiting for someone else to distill your angst for you?

Have you not seen it when one antagonist asks for pardon and the pardon isn’t granted? One antagonist is still disgruntled. What? He wants his feet kissed?

Come now, what can you do with animosity but let go of it? Use your God-given common sense.

You may say you will heal this mortal wound later. Before you know it, one or both of you have left Earth. Do you think you are to continue to immerse yourself in animosity as if poor manners are meant to be displayed? Do you believe in carrying hard feelings over with you?

Of course, you don’t want to carry animosity and poor manners with you, yet you may have waited for an end to that which still has not come. Surely, come to an understanding of excess baggage now. Excess baggage will only trip you up.

Better to say to yourself once more:

Better to smile than to frown.

Better to let go than to keep.

Better to embrace than to regret.

Better to love than not to love.

What if you could start an all new Life, start from now without holding anything over from the past that is unfavorable to you or to anyone who may have caused you or anyone heartache. If you could start over, where would you start from now?

If you could start over with a clean slate, what age would you be when you start over? Where would you live? What would where you live be like? Would you live in the same state or country as you do now?

Who would your wife or husband be, or would you be picking out your True Love in the distance yet?

What would you be like?

What would you miss from your other Life? In your new Life, would you ever fall from Grace as you may have in the past?

Would you ever want any of your old Life back? Whom would you miss? Might you miss who you used to be and want to take back what you gave up for a new chance in Life?

Come to think of it, what would compensate you for this new Life, the one you might think about now that you've had it for a while in less than perhaps Golden Light? Even all the millions of dollars might no longer please you as you thought they would.

Which side is your bread buttered on?

Might you crave your Real Life back? Might you? What might you give up of what you gained in your New Life in exchange for your Old Life back?

If you could step back into your former Life again where you left off, would you love it more than you used to? What might make a big difference for you?

Shall I tell you?

Appreciation would make an endless difference. Your appreciation alone could change your whole Life right before your eyes.

All the things you might not mind now, not mind at all. And how many new and better occasions might you draw to yourself now?

You might express joy in many circumstances that on the first run you didn't. You did perhaps experience some treasures and some hazards. In reverie, you live a hint of them again. Now you might crave your past, weep for it, even wish that your heart had been fuller, wish that you had moments back then when you appreciated more with all your heart.

Oh, yes, there are those moments that you would not want to re-experience, yet for some others, it might well be worthwhile to go through the hard times even for one moment when that once-upon-a-time Life could be yours once again just as it was.

They were good times, weren't they, cherished times that will come back again only in your daydreams. You may remember every detail, and yet you can't catch the same train. You can't even ride on the same caboose again. The past times are like in the gloaming, a special time when dusk is approaching, can be remembered yet not be relived as before.

If in this time of reverie, apart from people you now treasure, and if you could have only one moment from then, what might you choose? As you think, you may think of other preciousness as well. It could be a picture you drew, the first book you read. A certain moment. How real it almost is now.

Or, today, you may remind yourself of too many objects you have collected and held onto that would be good to divest yourself from now. What does that baby spoon or china tea cup really matter? It is an object that you attach value to. How much does it really matter to have it displayed on a shelf in your kitchen or in a cupboard where you forget about it?

Something does matter, although you may not exactly know what it is.