HEAVEN
#2333 Make Your Own Footsteps
INTO YOUR HANDS, I give the world. Accept. You are a weaver of the
world. You never stop. The world is My creation, and it is also yours.
At every moment, you are weaving it. Your thoughts are the loom. Your
thoughts are the threads. You implement the world. You play with it.
All is connected to you. Uplift your thoughts, and you uplift the
world. The world is as you see it. It is your chamber. It is your
cornucopia, or it is your closet. It is your windfall. It is golden,
or it is dark, according to your preference. The world is as it seems
to you.
From this moment on, choose the world of your making.
You may not choose all the circumstances, yet you choose where you
go with them. You choose whether to leave them as they are, or to
transform them. You transform circumstances by rising above them.
The same song can be sung in many versions. The same song can be many-rhythmed.
It can have many verses. You can conduct the song. You can make it
upbeat or downbeat. You are the wielder of the life you live.
Whatever the circumstances, make your life a testament to Me. Write
a diary that you would show the world. Reveal Me within, and reveal
Me without.
Your
life is vaster than its perimeters. Your life has no limits beyond
the ones you set. Don't set any. Down with the bars. They are fictive
anyway.
You are here to love, and that means breaking boundaries. Whatever
keeps you from loving with a full heart, break it instead of breaking
any heart, yours or another's. If you cannot break the boundaries,
then jump over them. You do not know how far you can leap until you
leap. And if you fall flat on your face, leap again. Who is to set
the limits of you except yourself? Accept no limits. Accept what life
hands you, and move on. I have handed you life. Now it is yours.
You chase life when you could be running ahead of it. You are the
impresario of your life. You are the leader of it. You are not meant
to be a mere follower. Make your own footsteps, and make them light.
Your footsteps are not set in cement. Your life is not set in stone.
Whatever you desire, you can inspire. We share in creation, you and
I. We share the world. We share the momentum of it. We share how it
plays out.
It
is not a card game where you have no say on what you deal yourself.
You have every say. Deal out good cards for all. Deal out hearts and
aces and kings and queens. Desire this fervently. Escalate your life.
Take it out of the corners. Set it on the table. Make it a centerpiece.
Set your table the way you like. And, if you cannot, enjoy the meal
anyway.
Invite friends into your life. Make everyone your friend. Be the
first to greet. Through greeting, you unite. Be the first. Reach out
your hand. Offer something of yourself. Be friendly. Be a friend to
all. Think in terms of greater rather than smaller. Smallness, you
leave behind you. Vastness, you accompany. Become a partner with Vastness.
Embody it. Serve the world, and you serve yourself. Serve amicably.
Serve amply. Magnify the world so that all may see its Greatness,
so that all may see your Greatness, so that all may see their own.
Greatness is to be handed out. It is not to be held in reserve. It
is not for someone to discover. It is yours to give, and to give rampantly.

HEAVEN
#2341 Behold the Light
IF I HAD ONLY TWO WORDS to say to you, I would say,
Look up. I would say, Follow Me.
If I had only one word to say, I would say, Love. I would
wave to you and say, Come.
If I had no words to say, I would simply embrace you. I would embrace
you with My listening, and I would embrace you with My love. And I
would look into your eyes, and I would find Myself swimming in the
light of your eyes. Beloveds, behold the light in your eyes. Behold
the light of the Sun reflected in your eyes. Behold the light in your
eyes that shines on the Sun. Let the light of your eyes sparkle as
they look into the eyes of all. Let eyes meet.
When you meet another's eyes, something happens. When you really look
into someone's eyes, there is a great embrace. Today look into the
eyes of everyone you meet. Look deeply. Do not look away. As eyes
meet, Oneness becomes apparent. It's true, you can get lost in someone's
eyes and become Oneness. Oneness is not to be afraid of. What is it
there of multiplicity that you would mind losing?
Do you really want to keep your ego and self-centeredness and such?
Are they really so irreplaceable that you would keep them to ward
off love?
Beloveds, love is the only thing that makes sense. Tell Me one thing
that equals it. The
past does not equal it. The past might deny love for all the past
is worth, and the past is worth nothing.
Look into someone's eyes, and you are saying, "I see you." Their eyes
can only say, "I see you too." Then as meeting eyes melt the strictures
in bounded hearts, your eyes say, "I am you."
And
then together, your eyes and the other's eyes, form a duet that says,
"I am you." And "I am you" becomes one big huge I-ness. There is no
otherness to become. I-ness becomes Oneness because you see Me, and
you speak to Me, and you speak of Me, and then you are I, with the
awareness that there is nothing else to be, that there never was anything
else to be. There is nothing else, so how could you be it?
There is Oneness in the Universe, and that is all there is. Anything
but Oneness is an illusion, and it is a waste of time. Its only possible
use is to bring you to Oneness. Yet why be brought to where you already
stand? Oneness alone is.
False boundaries - all boundaries are false - have kept you away from
yourself, from this sweet knowledge of yourself. The dream you were
living was not always a good dream. It went far a-field. Your dream
wandered down dark roads and up hills and dales that do not exist.
Your dream became knotted yarn, and you spent your days trying to
unknot it, this fictive dream that held you in its spell.
I
would release you from that spell. I would say, Open your eyes,
and look into Mine. I
would say, Whom do you see when you gaze into My eyes? I
would say, What can you possibly see but the Oneness of Our gaze?
There is naught else to see because there is naught else that
exists to be seen.
And then We (I) would sing a song of Oneness, and so I sing My song
all day long.
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