When something is on your mind, it also weighs on your heart. It takes its toll on your heart. The heart desires peace. The mind likes a spin in a roadster at fast speed whereas the heart likes to ease in and not be hurried or hassled.
Have I given you too many things to do or not to do? Of course, all
guidance I give boils down to love, so, in actually, there is only one
thing I ask of you, and that is to love yourself. You cannot love
others more than you love yourself. I speak of loving and not
attachment, beloveds. I speak of loving yourself and not holding
yourself for ransom, as it were.
Are you beginning to see the gifts that I send to you on every day of the year? In every hour, in every moment? The gifts are there, beloveds. Some you can't help noticing. Others you may need to be on the lookout for. Look for little signs of my love strewn along your path like bread crumbs.
The force of love is a power to be reckoned with. Love is a power. It is a power for good. Who would want less than a power for good? Who would want to keep all the odds and ends of life that you may have kept to pour over and perhaps collect more of?
Life is not either/or. You do not have one choice or two. You have
many-petaled choices. When you were a child, you took a daisy, and you
said with each petal, "He loves me, he loves me not." You left out
other possibilities, that he likes you, that he makes you happy, that
you like him and you make him happy. Life is many-layered and not so
You have had wonderful moments in life. You have had moments of supreme joy, and you have had days and weeks when you were content. At these times, whatever troubles you may have had, you dispensed with them for a while. Your attention was on joy rather than discontent. How powerful are your thoughts.
There is not one thing in your life that is not interconnected with another. Nothing is disconnected. You simply do not see the interwoven threads. You see events and people as separate strings when not even one string is separate. You simply do not see the weaving of the threads of life. You see the tips of the threads. Every once in a while you may see a few threads looped together.
This thing about love is that it is your destiny. It is your choice of destiny, yet, when you see through clear eyes, you have no choice. You know the difference between a nickel and a dime, so what can you do but choose the dime? You know what love is worth, and it is worth everything. There is nothing that compares to love. Nothing in High Heaven and nothing on Earth. Love is all there is, and love is mighty, not as a fortress but as a gateway.
Open your heart the way you open a book you love, not as a check-book, wanting to know your balance. Your balance of love is full. There never can be a debit. This is what you must know. Your heart is full of love. Perhaps you have been looking for love in other hearts before your own. It doesn’t matter how much or how little other people love. It matters how much you love. Stir love in your own heart. That’s what I’m trying to do – awaken the love in your own heart so it pours out and claims the universe and all its inhabitants as its own. This is your heart I talk about. It is your heart that I ask you to discover and to open up the way you would a door to the beloved house you were born in.