My grace I give to you. All is My grace. I graciously bestow the world to you and you to the world. I am most gracious in My gifts to you. Sometimes you recognize My gifts as gifts and sometimes you do not. Surely, you must accept that life itself is a gift, and that it makes sense to receive and acknowledge a gift that has been given you. How will your life be different when you recognize life itself as a great gift? You will have thrown off any concepts of life as burden and accepted the grace of God.

What is there to talk about but the love in Our hearts? What matters the divergences of life when love is the essence? What is there to talk about, and what is there to say when love is all and all that there is?

There is no difference between God in Heaven and God on earth. I am the same God. I am One. I do not make flagrant distinctions. I do not go by whim. I am ever the same. I have no mood swings. I do not pick and choose. I love. I love all.

I do not have a temperament. I do not get angry. I do not wreak vengeance. I love. I love all.

You were made in My image. I was not made in yours. I am God, and you are learning to see as I see, from a far vaster perspective. Come join Me in this high limb of a tree I sit in.

Life is a panorama that flies past your eyes.

What is there to grasp but the meaning? Scenes occur, and then recur in your thoughts, but life is once, at once. Life is a string of gold that you pull. It is a long kiss. You hold hands with life and swing around the May pole.

You release life, and you expand it. The circle grows ever wider. Life spins fast, like the twirling tiger that melted into golden butter. The essence of your life is spun-gold, gold ever spinning, taking momentary form, then returning to its goldenness.

If you were not concerned with what the world or someone in it might think of you, you would be a great leader of love. You would never hesitate from what is before you to do.

You would get up front and speak. You would always speak the truth, and you would speak it with love. You would be the leader of the universe.

All the rules of the world, no matter how changeable they are, have been like a clamp on you, and perhaps have made you feel like an outsider in your own land.

If you could be anyone you wanted to be today, who would you be? And why?

If you could have written any book in the world, which one would you choose?

What song would you like to have written?

Whose singing voice would you like to have?

If you could live anywhere in space and time, where and when would you live?

If you could change one thing about where you live, what would it be?

If I were to offer you one wish, not for the world, but for yourself personally, what would it be?

What if every single thing that occurs, no matter how it may seem, is the right thing? If you could know that all that befalls, no matter how distorted, has its value, how fraught with tension and worry could you then be? If all accidents were not accidents, if all crimes were not crimes, if all illness were not illness, how anxiety-ridden could you remain? If you knew that everything, no matter how uncalled for, served a good purpose, what would you bemoan? If you didn't ask why and try and try to figure out the ins and outs of events, how much time and energy would you conserve?

You are a light beam of My Being. There is no other explanation for you, beloveds. Without the light and love that are Mine (Ours), you would not exist. You would not know yourself to exist, that is. Now, here is where the words are tricky. You would not exist as a Human Being, though there never is a time that you ever did not exist, just as there will never be a time that you do not exist. You exist eternally. You only imagine there can be a time when you are not. Your imagination takes over, and you cannot tell Truth from fiction. You adhere to time and listen to the ticktock.

When you talk to Me, really talk to Me, your ego walks away. That is one of the beauties of talking to Me. You are not able to load yourself up with pretense when you appear before Me.

Your subterfuges leave, and there is you, and there is I, and We restate your life. We restate your take on life.

Naked were you born, and naked will you leave. Naked here does not mean unclothed. It means true, honest, real, unpretentious. You, without all the ruffles you have put around yourself, you, in your being.

I speak to you of love. That is all I can speak of. That is all I know. All I know is truth. I know nothing else but truth. And I know you.

I know what you are made of, for I made you of Myself.

You are made of My love.

That is who you are — My love. Made of My love, you are My love, and you are also the one I love. My love for you cannot be striated. My love for you is your wholeness. It is your holiness, My love for you, and your holiness is Mine.