Beloved, who does not prefer the Sun to shine? Look toward the Sun. Seeds plant themselves. Flowers don't have to grow in greenhouses, and you do not require special protection. I would like to write an Ode to Safety. Not everyone dares to high-step it in the world.

You don't have to look around every corner seeking safety in one form or another. Be done with the idea that you are in jeopardy. You don't have to put your fisticuffs up. Have you had the idea that you have to protect yourself and your rights on Earth at all costs? All good can happen without an arsenal looking to get you. You don't need a defender! Beloved, I am your Escort. Innocence is the key. If you must look around every corner, look for the blessings that are on their way to you.

Look up at the Heavens. Be gentle with the world. Put down your fears. Rest your head on My pillow. Look for the Good Will that attends you. Breathe. Be not attached to looking for trouble around every corner.

The bottom of life does not have to drop out from under you. Choose the side of harmony. Why not, beloved? Make the choices you favor.

There is good in the world. I insist on it. Look for the good and from whence it comes. Spot love. Hasten your heart. It matters very much what you speculate on. Speculate on glad tidings. Every day there is a dawn. Be a bird who sings and greets the dawn every morning. Awake!

Once upon a time, you may have tended to wake up in trepidation. What danger will appear before you, you would ask yourself.

I poke you in your shoulder, and I remind you:

Beloved, have expectancy of peace. No one is out to get you. Put fear thoughts aside, and you will gain. Why terrorize yourself? It's not necessary. It could well be that the world is bowing down to you and not looking to pounce on you whatsoever. Kindly stop counting possible dangers. Make short work of them.

Beloved, it is possible that every thought of yours contributes to your very life. Concede that it makes sense for you to contemplate good fortune. Good fortune is out there to be had. Why, then, fill a wheelbarrow with causes for fear?

Have a beautiful mind and fill it with rainbows and be done with fearful thoughts. You are not obliged to bow down to danger. Where did you ever get that idea? If you do accrue danger to you, leave danger behind you.

I understand your fears, and I ask you to get onto a different track. Fears are not holy. Why oh why hang onto random fears for dear life? I suggest you hie to other thoughts that help you to hold your head high. I suggest more thoughts of love to support your life. I suggest love thoughts on the double.

How can it happen in a world I created that fear thoughts could become a leader of the band? Even the thought of love is the best vitamin in the world. Here, I slip you tablets of love. Swallow these tablets with water or swallow them with sweet cream as many times a day as you like. You cannot overdose. Make sure you take enough. Love love, and know love is yours for the asking. Love is here for you to swim in. Fear is to be done with. I encircle you in My arms of love right now. Our One Heart flies high and carries enough love to bless the world entire!

Beloved, if you are estranged from love, you are estranged from Yourself. If I say you are One with Me, you are One with Me. Recognize the Oneness you are. Return to Oneness with confidence. Stand up with Me, for Oneness is. This is the long and the short of it. Oneness reigns.

There is naught but Oneness. There is no fuss to make of it. Oneness is established. In this case, there is no discussion. Whether you believe in Oneness or not, Oneness Is. There is no fuss about it. Of course, your road in life will be easier when you can accept the glory in which you live and that I attest to.

All is well, whatever you may think of it or not. I speak bluntly. Life is good. Death is good. All is good from the Eagle's eye view. Opinions are opinions. Opinions don't change Truth. Truth is Truth. Opinions are opinions. You may affirm that the sea is blue or the sea is green. No matter what you affirm, the sea is what color it happens to be.

Naturally, your opinion matters very much to you. Your opinions are no more than votes, here today and gone tomorrow. You ponder and go round and round about why life seems so hard.

Sometimes you tremble, and you are all worn out. You draw conclusions, although they may not be so. You can't really bow down to your opinions. The final answer isn't yours no matter how convinced you may be. Nevertheless, you tend to be attached to your opinions and consider them to be the end-all and be-all.

Today butterscotch may be your favorite flavor of ice cream. Tomorrow you may be back to chocolate. In this case, your opinion, indeed, may be true and not arguable.

I wonder what is the actual importance of your being justifiably right as you see it; what is the importance of this? Right or not right from your view, life keeps on just the same. What if you are right - why is this essential? By the same token, if you happen to be seen as incorrect this time around, why does this seem to be of the utmost importance as well? Is this attachment?

Of course, you are doing the best you can. What is quite so crucial that you must be cheered on? If you happen to be found incorrect, what is the big deal? You are not exactly thrown out. You still exist.

What is so momentous over what seems to be a mere exchange of opinion? It seems to Me that life itself matters more than whether you are esteemed this time around or not.

Perhaps someone will explain to Me why a difference of opinion is so heavy-duty to you? Do you know? So far as I know, when you and a friend see something differently, no one flings you into the ocean so you will never err again.

Have great compassion for others as well as for yourself. Think of a world that has compassion for all. I don't grasp why life on Earth isn't already compassionate to and fro and back and forth.

When you play Solitaire and you don't win, you are not distraught. You shake your head and keep going. In fact, it would be no fun if you always won every game of Solitaire.

Is it possible to give up the idea of winning or losing and therefore letting life be as it is? You don't need applause when you swing on a swing at the park. Cannot interaction be sufficient? Win or lose, love yourself anyway. Cannot life be good enough simply how it happens to be?

Beloved, from Heaven, you came to Earth. You have been on an adventure day and night, awake and asleep. You sure haven't been stuck in one place. We, you and I as One, dance through the horizon, and We dance for joy. You and I swing as One. We dance non-stop with exhilaration. Our One Heart dances to beat the band and to elevate Earth.

"God, I ask you: You know the extent to which I can leap? Why do the imagined others in the world seem to know what I should do and believe, and they know limits to set on me and where to skip over me?

"When I say I require help, I will ask.

"When I cry out: "I can't find my way," why do others not see me as knowing? Why do others in the world believe they have the last word to say about me? Sometimes I feel so stifled and so and feel so desirous of being seen and heard.

"It seems I have to fight to be seen. I have to yell to be heard. Am I not sanctioned by the world at large? Am I asking too much to exist as myself on Earth and not as how someone else thinks I ought to be? Dear God, sometimes I feel gagged and bound.

"The world often seems too stringent on me, as if I exist only with someone else's sanction.

"God, I have mostly thought life is made of You and that I also exist. Too often it seems that I may not be seen at all.

"God, I ask, on Your behalf, to please allow me to exist as I exist on my own terms and that the world let me exist without trying hard to change me. I don't like feeling compressed. You, God, on the other hand, expand me, and that's fine with me.

"I ask for peace. I ask to be allowed to be free from what seems to smother me. It can't be so that all in the world know more about me than I know for myself. Please help me fend off others from thinking they know my own life better than I do and that I am to go
according to another's worldly will.

"Where does freedom exist for me? I may not know it all, yet I yearn to speak up for myself. I don't want to be tied and bound.

"Why must everyone and his brother be so sure they know better than I how I am to pursue life better than I know myself? I will improve myself, thank you.

"Otherwise, I want to run away. There are those who deem to improve me at every turn; I can hardly breathe.

"God, tell me, please, that no one is to take over my God-given life. Will You declare this in no uncertain terms? It feels like no one hears me but You, God. I am so grateful to You. You do see Me from across the miles. You see me. You care. You let me be. You let me play my part. You do not order me around.

"God, I don't ask to be seated at the head of the table. I just want to exist free and clear.

"Am I the only one who feels smothered?

"God, You have cried out: 'Let My People go.'"

"I know You would free me. I feel Your welcome. It is the world that has its doubts about me. Do I abjectly recluse myself from being seen? God, have I been shunted away? I do not see my place card. I see You, God. I see You smiling at me. It seems like the world simply doesn't see me. The rest of the world bears me no ill will but just cannot see me in the crowd. Is this how it is to be, dear God? I crave my freedom."

Beloved, peace is not something that reaches you from outside exclusively. Peace arises from within. Antimony is also something that may well rise up from within you. Alas, when you are angry, you own the anger.

It is so easy to see that life has been done to you unfairly. Inside, outside, there is correlation. I do not rest easy with the concept that all your past lives lumped together make you guilty of what occurs on Earth to you now, and here you are. My Beloved, when heartache lands on you, I do not ask you to shrug your shoulders and say, oh, well, this is my karma, and this is what I get.

It is too easy to blame life on past karma, as if life is done unto you entirely separate from your enlivenment in it. Nor do I dangle karma over you as if your goose is cooked, and that's it.

You are not entirely separate from life’s present appearance. Of course, who can believe that you brought your life on in untoward ways? I do not bargain with you for good deeds. In any case, what would I ask of you or any presumed other but to rise higher? Of course, you are to grow. Of course, you are to grow to greatness.

No one in his right mind would create a holocaust, yet negativity does manifest itself. What innocent child can be held responsible for devastation? This goes beyond belief that anyone would create cruelty on purpose. I know the compassion within you, and, yet, cruelty has occurred. What is the cure?

Love, of course.

It makes no sense that anyone would deliberately hurt anyone.

Regardless, now rise as One to remove cruelty from the face of God’s Earth. If this is what retribution is, then this is the retribution I ask for. I do not ask for what may commonly be called an eye for an eye.

Think highly, Beloved, in all times and places. Regardless of unremembered past action, now you are to light up the world. Do so gladly. No one is to be entrapped in the world of the past. This is now. Remove weight from the world and from your back.

May all your days be blessed, and may you bless and light up all of life. I know you are not opposed to restoring the Garden of Eden. Pitch in then. Desist from the thought of guilt and trespass. According to your state of consciousness, you respond to the Universe. What you see is what you respond to. Give love, and be done.

Yet you do not give love in exchange for love. You are greater than that. Just love. Love your brother as yourself.

Beloved, you are your own brother. What you do to another, you do to yourself. There is no other. If you imagine you have a brother, and you imagine he is hungry, of course, feed him. Does this not go without saying? Is there really anything hard to understand about this?

What is all this nonsense in the world? What is this about one color of skin or another? What is this all about one heart or another? What question is there about Oneness and about goodness for all? There is no all. There is Oneness. I, God, am true. There is One God by whatever name He may be called, and this is true. Dissension is not true. Oneness is true. I am true. You are true. Your heart is true. Love is true. Being is true. Magnificence is true.

Beloved, My Beautiful Beloved. There are no ifs, ands, or buts about the splendor of love deep and wide in the One Heart of Existence. I hold you in the Highest. This is a given. My joy and your joy are here to radiate equally in expression. Who are you if you are not I? Who am I if I am not you? Oneness is to behold and to look like waves in the ocean.

I declare that you are the sum and substance of all. This is love, how it is. Love prevails. Love and Oneness are One and the same. This is It. Make somersaults now. Swing on a star. What can be as good as the radiance of love? Love is the sum total of life. Love is it. Sweep up love. What is My Will but for Endless Love to swing from star to star and to sweep you up the way a beautiful bride greets herself on her wedding day forever and ever.

I do not fool around about love as a revelation, love prominent, love provided and love exchanged in every heart, love swinging in the breeze, love landing on its feet and soaring in every heart to beat the band. Not one single child of Mine is to miss out on love. I will not have it. Understand My love as I accede to loving you happily.

Of course, it would mean a lot to Me for you to know that you are love. Beloved, it’s not that you do love. You are love. Be the call of love from the treetops. Do you hear Me calling to you?

Here I, God, am, right here. I’m right here! Do you hear Me, God’s Love, all kinds of love reaching you in the Highest? I am waiting for you to claim Me as your own. Love is not just to be left hanging around by the wayside. You are to publish love and mark it well. Love is to proliferate like daisies in a meadow, like dandelions that burst through stone steps, like love on a silver platter served every day, love to be sung from the rafters, love to take over the heartbeat of the world, love to be given and accepted for the very soul of life itself, it is.

I, God, disperse love. You wonder, however, where My love is when you your heart is embedded in pain. Beloved, emerge into love and shout love from the rooftops, love escalating, love bowing down to you. Please accept My love and know My love is yours. I give My love to you. If your heart feels empty, fill it now. You are not ever to be without love filled to the brim. I leave love all over the place for you to fill the bowers and to nourish your heart and the hearts of all.

Note, the sun rises every day. If not in your neck of the woods today, then at another spot in the world. Somewhere a flower blooms, and somewhere lie throngs of sunbathers on the beach. Somewhere someone wins the jackpot today. Somewhere dolphins jump high. Somewhere a father comes home from work, and his family greets him. Somewhere someone sees today as a gift disbursed to him personally from My heart.

Why not you?

Before the sun rises today, call the dawn to you and call it your own. Welcome Me, Beloved, as you would wish Me to welcome you. Relieve any breaking or aching heart in the world. Hearts are more valuable than any bookkeeping ledger. Do you agree with Me, yes or no?