Why Not See It This Way?

I sit here, with back-lit keys that look like a heavenly night sky filled with Stars.  How lovely is this moment engaged with a technology that willingly dances to my imagination.  We are both acknowledging something deep, and Something deep sends Its love and warmth and jolliness to us, and we are both grateful for the happy moment that has come to be.  There is such a sense of well-being in the “shared” moment at hand. 

Yes, it is pure and simple Joy my keyboard and I are dancing to, together.  Who says we are not?

Your Room

Beloved—
You have cried many tears in the pondering of your loss of Me.  I am ever ready to dry them and bring you back to the Nursery where the soft petals of kindness fill the room with their fragrance. It is Your room. It is where you live and breathe the awareness of being.  You remain in this gentle place and will never leave it; even while you dream of not being here.

There is only goodness that resides in you.  It is a goodness that gives life, and the desire to express it.  You are inspired from a Well of goodness that overflows with each moment of your being.  There is nothing to stop or prevent this inner activity that is the nature of yourself being expressed, because it is the nature of Reality.

I stand here where you stand.  I am that which you stand upon.  I am that which you have to give to yourself.  In the giving to yourself, you fill a world that becomes a World.

Uncloud Yourself

Unclouded is your sky.  It is not shrouded in gloom or threatened by darkness where you cannot see Life in all its glory as yourself, as all you are.

You waveringly begin to regain the optimism that you believe you lost.  It is believed by all of you that mistakes are hard to undo; that they come to stay.  That is not so, Beloved.  I tell you only the good comes to stay.  It is your bedrock.  It is the truth.

Let it be that the thing troubling you is on its way out.  Let Me do it for you.

All I ask, is your trust.  Only that.

Honored

Beloved—

You come, and I reach out to you.  We embrace, and all is made right.  You have suffered so from thinking what is not true.  You think and think and think and wonder how to regain the understanding you believe has left you … but nothing has left you.  You have inserted into your awareness the belief that there is a need to regain Me.
 
This attempt to achieve an end, is the thing standing in your way.  You need do nothing, dear One.  Nothing.  You are here with Me.  As I am, are you.  Let go the outer.  Care not for the outcome.  Dare to trust.  Dare to not even concern yourself with how this lack of trust came to be.

In order for the inner to appear to your awareness, release your focus on the outer.  You cannot look at two worlds and see only one.  Honor Me.  I will honor you.

Beyond Words

It snows on days when the Sky has something to say about peace and quiet.  It snows when the air has turned cold but the warmth of the Stillness keeps the human heart from freezing over into emptiness.

It snows now, and in the quiet that comes with the falling whiteness, order fills my mind.  The whiteness of the snow is the same color as the peace it brings.

The trees that stand still when the wind is not in movement, allow the tender white to cover their branches.  Trees that would turn lush and green in summer now have donned a coat so full of stars that there is a new name to give to the Moment, a name not made from words for there is nothing to be offered by words to the Moment — it is a thing complete and in it, I am well.