Beloved, who can point a precise finger to life and the powers life engenders? Life appears relative all right, yet life is not designed nor actually created from the relative world of Earth. Yes, concrete transportation, for instance, appears in the relative world. Creation manifests in the relative world, yet Creation surpasses the manifest world. We speak of two roundabout dimensions; the Heaven dimension, shall We say, as Mine and the mundane world, we shall say, as yours to dance on. Of course, I don’t separate these two worlds, although they may seem to appear at loggerheads.

O Divine Children, O Divine Apparent World and Sparkling Divine Heavenland that We all share, whether this is realized or not. The thing is that together, you and I, exist in plain sight as well as out of plain sight. Existence exists any way you slice it.

What multi-dimensional worlds We live in, counterparts of one another. The jig is up, pure and simple. We exist as One, and One We are.

We revel in one layer and stumble in another, yet I affirm Oneness right and left – of course, there is actually no right and left. We score Oneness, yet what an imagination you have and what an imagination I have bequeathed to you. Where would your imagination have come from if not from Mine? You inherit from Me magnificently as you are meant to do.

To think of all the joys imagination plays with wooden blocks and plain sand and mud, a few of the joys from the Kingdom of Earth.

We are not talking small potatoes when we speak of Earth created from Heaven portals. Do not mistake, of course, that We, you and I, love jewelry and other sundries. When truth comes to shove, We love Soul, which is a dimension of its own. Everything has significance – yet Soul carries more significance. This is not to knock anything that is generally seen as less than Soul. All that is of in Heaven and on Earth bear significance.

What I created is pure and simple.

When you create, you may be groggy, yet what you create may require some elements of discernment. Even so, all is well. Go ahead and dance the light fantastic. Even stumbling has its divine purpose in life.

I take care of you regardless of what you may make of life that We, as it is said, We co-create. You may well not notice yourself as co-creator, yet perhaps more as an observer, even when you aren’t paying full attention.

That’s good. You are not meant to analyze to distraction. I invite you to enjoy more than figuring out. Make merry. May Merriment be your middle name. You do catch on to My truth as I speak from this angle, yes? If you cannot say a strong Yes, then it’s okay for you to answer: “Sort of.” Sort of is a good enough apparition to start from. Beloved, I have faith in you. You are making a good start just as you are. I am well-pleased with you. You have started your life as best as you know how – and seemingly totally from scratch.

Beloved, you are an Original God Creation. I created you as you. Then I told you, “My Matey, now set sail for the port of your choice.” If you do not know of the port’s official name, make up a name of your choosing. There is indeed something to name and form. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, so venture forth with a spring in your step, are We agreed? Remember, We, you and I, are one Mighty Sea Captain, as it were. We go on the adventure of a lifetime together, hand in hand. May you sport a Voyage Supreme. Catch on, Beloved. Catch on.

Beloved, if you could physically see the emanations of your Soul, you would see such Bright Light modeled after the Sun, or, perhaps, such Bright Light that is modeled after you! In any case, you would be dazzled beyond belief at the wealth of Bright Light that emanates from within you.

You would be one big smile from stem to stern. Earth life seems to be known commonly as physical. Herein lies your Soul’s Destiny – it has no boundaries. Of course, your Soul, the integral Soul of you, exists beyond the physical world. The physical world may be referred to as the mere physical.

Can the physical be put aside the way it appears to in the occurrence universally referred to as death? You may wonder what happens to your DNA. It seems that Soul has always been here and there and elsewhere, seemingly far away, yet nevertheless so near and dear to your heart and Mine.

Physical life seems to plop itself down in a chair and want to stay settled on Earth while the planet spins. The physical body and daily pursuit of life seem to encompass you while staying within their bounds. Distance and space seemingly exist, yet don’t truly exist, whereas Souls truly exist.

Where then do Souls dance? Is there a centrifugal force within which Souls dance wherever they are positioned, or, are Souls positioned in space that does not exist in the first place? Anyways, how could any Soul possibly be fixed in space?

You have a physical heart that palpitates, held in place within a center of a physical body. You also have a Soul that travels beyond any physical evidence. Heart and Soul are amazing. Soul goes everywhere with you, yet it would seem you may hardly have a firsthand speaking acquaintance with your Soul.

This physical world is so finite. Even so, Earth turns out to be heart-renderingly beautiful.

A stone on Earth is an admittedly beautiful matter created from the physical world, yet who can say that this compressed matter does not also contain soul and that it speaks silently to you whether you are awake or asleep.

I carry the physical world in My Heart as well as your Infinite Soul. Do not flowers also have Soul, and does not the Earth itself contain Soul and the Stars that be and perhaps the very chair that your body sits in? The emanations of Soul from your eyes look out and are seen and treasured. The winds toss Souls far and wide and capture your heart.

When it is said that you connect far and wide with everyone on and off this planet and every other planet, including planets bruited to no longer to exist even as time and place do not exist anyway, you can know that Vastness exists, and that a Human Soul is vast.

It is a figure of speech when I say that hearts shake hands or embrace. There is something more pervasive than the physical that embraces. There is something greater than what the eye can see – do you see this now?

Every Soul embraces all Souls. The Universe is great at insuring this, and you are a Great Soul. Of course, you are far greater than your physical manifestation. You go beyond all the world boundaries that seem to exist and do not exist at all except as fantasy or will-o-the-wisps. Whether boundaries exist or not, how and where do they exist? What sleight of hand is this?

Is it possible that you can stretch out your hand and touch the touchless?

What dream is this that My Beloved seems to live in?

Instead of crying wolf, say to yourself: "I'm the luckiest person in the world." This won't hurt you one bit!

You fear you will not be what you call realistic. You call arduous realistic. You call painful realistic. You call illness realistic. You call disappointment realistic. This is the world as you see it.

There is nothing objective about your appraisal. You think you are being objective when you are being subjective. This is your picture of realism, like those dark somber novels. Your life seems to follow abject matters. You may qualify that which you don't really want as undeserved perhaps, yet, nevertheless, what you are bound to get. Yes, what you affirm, you continue to get. Why highlight what you don't desire?

If you fell into a pit, would you remind yourself daily that you are at the bottom of a pit, or would you climb out of it? I am sure you would begin to climb out. Under some circumstances, there could be times when you might despair and give in, give up. Who said you have to concede defeat?

And so in life, when you affirm difficulties as realistic, you are really kidding yourself. What you call realistic is not realistic. It is pessimistic.

Beloved, what you may call realistic is like spoiled food. The difference is that you don't keep reheating and eating spoiled food. With spoiled food, you know when enough is enough. You accept that spoiled food is something to stay away from.

You desire good fortune, yet you may call misfortune to you. Misfortune is uppermost in your mind. You repeat misfortune's name. You become a buddy to misfortune. You and misfortune become cohorts. You back up misfortune as though you are here on Earth to rally around what you don't really want and abet it. You invite it. You make sure that misfortune pays attention to you.

You say to yourself: "Foiled again." You say: "My fate has been sealed." You say: "This is how life is. I will be realistic." And so you pay homage to what you prefer not to have.

You say: "Misfortune - get back here." You say: "You are my windfall." And you pat yourself on your back for being gracious to misfortune.

Do you begin to see that your form of realism is to throw bouquets of roses to the bad guys?

Throw bouquets to Good Fortune. If you truly want to be realistic, no longer promote the past.

Think straight. No longer sell yourself a bill of goods. No longer take pride in what you call realism. Beloved, better to open your doors wide to new opportunity. Open your eyes. Open your ears. Open your heart. Dare to change your thinking. Embrace good fortune, and good fortune will embrace you. You are not misfortune's only bed mate.

Of course, you desire fulfillment. What do you need with what you call realism? What is this small point of pride worth to you? It is rather a hindrance to you.

Beloved, instead of craving realism, crave what is of good value to you. Happiness hasn't been ordained to be withheld from you. Hedge your bets. Cultivate what you desire.

Happiness is a realistic desire. Offer yourself happiness. Beckon your dreams to you. Desire what your heart desires and not what your intellect repeats you won't receive anyway.

Remind your psyche what your dreams are. Be bold. Yes, dream your dreams. Little or big, honor your dreams and honor your eligibility. Support the evolution of your dreams. Trust in My Ability to deliver dreams to you more than you trust in disappointment. Anything is possible. Keep this idea of possibility uppermost in your mind and heart.

Keep love warm in your heart. No matter how bereft of love you may have felt your whole life long, no matter how much love you were given for a while until a love abandoned you and you wept that your beloved was not your true love, no matter what, you are to stay true to the indwelling love in your heart. You are not to abandon love in your heart nor turn away from it. Love is the essence of all hearts. Love is your very Being. Keep the love in your heart resounding.

What you are to abandon, however, is your presumed ownership of another’s heart. All hearts are free to beat where they will. All those you have loved or do love are yours to release from obligation to love you. I give free will to everyone. You are not to hold another’s heart prisoner. By all means, there is no need for you to hold anyone’s heart under your thumb. Love isn’t deeded to you the way a house is deeded nor is your beloved indebted even to past vows. Another’s love has to fit his own picture frame. Love is to be free with or without your permission.

Even what is called True Love is the love it is when and where it lasts. You can’t order around your own heart, let alone rule another’s. A span of love lasts as long as it lasts. Love is your Being.

Of course, you like love from others to be focused on you. You are to be love and love beyond boundaries. True love is, or it is not. Do not hold on to love as you would a ring. You do not wrap another’s love around your little finger. Love is free, or it is not love. Let your love rise from within your own heart.

Whatever part in life love has played, it doesn’t matter. No one else’s love is yours to possess. Neither is the love in your own heart your possession. Love is not held captive.

Nor do you own your child. He or she is your baby, and you carry your baby in your arms for as long as you do. Sooner or later, you are to let loved ones traipse over to their own paths. Everyone belongs on his own path. You belong to your path. You love feeling loved, of course, yet louder is the love that rises from within your own heart. Love is true. That you love means love exists in your own heart. No one’s love is up for grabs. You may wholeheartedly deserve more love than you have had apportioned to you.

This doesn’t mean that anyone owes you love as you might wish. Love is not a product. It is not a trade-off. Keep your love viable. Claim your love within. You aren’t to divest yourself of all your love and let your love shine forth with or without an equal return. Your object is to love, to love when you are by yourself or in a crowd. Just love. Emanate love the way light shares itself.

You are love shining forth. It is your nature to shine love. Whether you can specify your own love or not, you are love to behold, and you are love to shine forth. You are a circle of love. You do not own even your own love, yet you are the benefactor of your love as well as the beneficiary.

All love is Mine. I ask you to give love away in My Name. Accept My love, and be glad. Beloved, My love is given to you to share here, there, and everywhere. Share My love that beats in your golden heart.

You want new chapters in life to approach you, and yet you may tremble at the thought that new decks of cards in life might shake you up and be too much for you. You want freedom in life, and yet you tremble. Is this sometimes the situation you find yourself in?

I do not house the worries you do. Of course, I have love for you and no worries.

Beloved, Beloved, lean back a moment and look forward to your life as it moves toward you. Why not, My Beloved?

Well, life will arrive regardless of what state it may be in. Life reaches you however it reaches you. Regardless, be a friend to life. Gain a good feeling about your friend called Life and Life's upcoming visits. Hey, greet life. Look forward to life's visits today and tomorrow. How you anticipate life's journey makes a difference. How you set the table for guests before they arrive makes a difference.

I say to yourself: Put on a new hat. I say to greet life as a friend. Certainly, carry the idea that a great friend is coming to visit you to take you on the town.

Beloved, be eager to entertain life as it shows up at your door. Welcome life. Turn your face to life with a smile.

What would you possibly gain by greeting life with a scowl? You are learning to greet life with a hand shake.

If on life's next visit to you, life arrives tired and hungry and perhaps tousled, you are still to be a courteous host. Remember your manners. There is no debate about your openness and courtesy. Set the table for life's arrival.

Here's the thing: Life always arrives. If, from your point of view, life is late or early, crumpled or dressed to the nines, you are to be a genial host. If your guest arrives in rags, just the same, pour life a cup of tea. Just as you do the best you can, life also is doing the best it can. Put your arm around life and cheer life. Life isn't a one-way street.

You want life to be welcoming to you. Give life a chance. A first appearance isn't usually the whole story. Be assured that what life may drop off to you is according to schedule. When life delivers you a package that you are thrilled with, give life a good round of applause.

When life delivers a package you are not happy with, give life a tip anyway. Give life a break and not take deliveries so personally. Life has a responsibility to deliver the packages life is assigned to drop off. You already know this. Life doesn't choose to break your heart. Have a good cry and hug yourself and acknowledge to life itself that tomorrow is another day. It isn't life's design to make or break your heart. Life would have been perfectly happy to deliver a magnificent spring bouquet to you if life could.

Make room in your heart today to be glad that the prize bouquets life could have blessed you with today blessed someone else today. Be, as it is said, a good sport.

Your tears will dry, and you will make friends with life once again. You are not obliged to jump for joy. Your heart doesn't have to put its arms around every delivery. You are not indifferent to life. Life, as it shows up, matters to you deeply, and you go on, and you don't take life out on life itself.

Beloved, you are not a pretender to the throne. You are the true prince or princess, and you carry on as a truly beautiful prince or princess.