Beloved, may you live well and long. May you know what is of significance and pledge yourself to what matters rather than to what is really not so important that you cannot leave it behind you when this is all you can do.
Beloved, in the midst of life, you are beset with life toppling all over seemingly at once. There is hardly a break for you to settle down for a while to take a good look at what actually is going on, indeed, in your life.
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.
There is an advantage in being innocent. There is advantage in finding out rather than being positive that you already know all the ins and outs of life, that you are sure you have life figured out and have the ability to evaluate it.
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?
Remember that guilt is not a high vibration. It is not honorable to feel guilt. It hurts your heart that some go hungry while you waste food. There is a tug here, and yet it is incumbent upon you to digest the food you eat. You do not help another when your stomach is heavy with indigestion or your heart is heavy with guilt. Guilt is itself a kind of indigestion.
Do you really think there is anyone I love more than you? If you think so, then you are also saying that I am capable of loving more and loving less. I cannot love less. I have one child, and I love My child. You see many children, and you categorize them, put them in piles, and put yourself in a pile by yourself, and perhaps feel forlorn or perhaps feel haughty. Beloveds, I can only love with all the love I have. I do not discriminate. Not at all. How could I? How could I possibly denounce one child of Mine. If the world?s perception were correct, and it were so that I have billions and trillions of offspring, which one child could I love less, and which one could I love more? I love. It is as simple as that. I love. I love this one, and I love that one. I love you.
Life gives you second chances, and human hearts ache for revelations to be the way life used to be when you were young – barefoot and rosy-cheeked, life new and full of glory when you made leaps and bounds, and a surprise dawns, calling to you...
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.