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The Petals of Your Heart

Your heart is intended to open continually. There is no graduation day when it comes to the human heart. The human heart is an ever-blossoming flower. Open and open and open the petals of your heart. This is an assignment I give to you.

You may have tightened your heart and tightened it. You forgot that your heart was for giving. You probably thought that your heart was for getting. You may even have concluded that your heart was for being hurt, and, therefore, you did everything to keep your heart buried and safe.

Where Else Can Love Exist

When an archer shoots an arrow, he has a target in mind. He doesn't always reach his target, yet he always has a target.

This is what I ask you to do, to have a target in mind in terms of your life. What do you want to reach? Where are you going?

Love and Release

From the corridors of your heart, love engages. Love flows beautifully, naturally, and only starts and stops when there is blockage to it. What can a blockage be? What can interrupt love other than an interference from the mind?

Your Nearest Neighbor

Come right up. Enter My heart here. Here is where I AM, and here is where you ARE. You belong in My heart. Indeed, you have never been anywhere else. Ask Me to mentor you. Ask Me anything you want. Tell Me anything you want. It is all music to My ears.

You love to hear from those you love. So do I. Tell me anything. Say hello. It doesn't have to be newsworthy what you say to Me. Say, "God, God, God," and I am happy. I love to hear you say My Name. I love to hear your voice. I love to hear you talk to Me.

Time in the World

You have been such a servant of time. You want something now, right now, or you will do something later or maybe never. Time seems to be your commander. You are obedient, or you are wayward. You are assigned a rating according to your use of non-existent time.

Time beats its metronome without batting an eye. You try to catch up or slow down, and you make time invincible.

It doesn't matter that I tell you that time doesn't exist. You kneel to time just the same. Time has become your standard. And when you do not kowtow to time, you feel bad.

Within You

You can stop repeating patterns now. Keep your patterns of love. Patterns of turmoil, leave behind.

You would not wear the same dress year after year after year. You wouldn't wear the same dress your whole lifetime. And, yet, you may carry old patterns of living, and, still, be surprised at the turn your life has taken this time as if you were a bystander in life.

Waiting for Self-Realization

Love is more powerful than anything. A little love goes a long way. Even love invisible flourishes. It flourishes now. Call love life force, if you like. It is the only force of life there is. What am I? I am love. What are you? You who are Myself are also love. You didn't always know that. You still don't always feel that, yet, more and more, love is coming into its own.

We could say that love has had many disguises, yet love is always love. You have disguised love. You disguised it from yourself. You put on blinders and walked right past love.

 

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