About Love

God said:

About love, the thing is that you love. You love, not dependent on what someone says or does or looks, but because you love. You love. Those two simple words. You don't love John or Mary. You love. John or Mary may be in front of you or out of sight, and they receive the light of your love, but you are the lover who loves. You, who are love, loves. It is you who loves. You might as well know that you love.

This is a major point because you think love comes from somewhere, like from an object. Love doesn't need an object. Love falls from your eye, and wherever it falls, it is your love falling there. You do not take love to you. You who are love emanate it. Other's light may also shine on you, but the truth is that is your same love reflected onto you. All of love is a reflection of My love.

You are loveness itself.

Love is not at all what you thought. You called a passing emotion love, but that was an emotion. Emotions emote. They go away from you. They come out, and then they move.

Love is like hearing. Your ear is the vehicle, but you are the hearer. You hear many things, many you like, some you don't, but through it all, you are the hearer. No matter what the music, you are the hearer. You are the sensor of sound. Passing sounds come to you, but your hearing is your hearing. You hear.

That you are love is like that. You are like My vehicle for love. You are that. You are nothing but that.

I planted love on earth, and you are the plant.

Because you are love, it is not something you do. You are it.

A rose doesn't perform as a rose. There is no effort in being a rose. A rose is a rose no matter who comes near it. Its rose-ness is irrevocable. It would be effortful for a rose to deny its rosiness.

And all your effort in life is denial of the love that you are.

It is not someone else's love that you need to accept. It is your own.

"Love yourself." "To thine own self be true." No one has to tell a rose that. A rose knows nothing but to be what it already is.

But Human beings need to be reminded because they have wandered off from their truth which is the same as wandering off from themselves. It is time for you to be the truth you are. You are true love. You are your own true love, and everybody else's as well. You are true love.

That is not a front. That is the core. You who are love have decided that you are something else. It doesn't matter what. Anything else is less.

Regardless, you are what you are. You have played a game with yourself and given yourself other names, like smart or clever or kind or mean or rich or poor. The name of the game is denial. All your wanderings are denial.

Now it is time to return Home to your true self. Have an inkling of who you are. You are My love on earth. Love you are, and to love you will return.

Let the light of that thought in. Let in 1%, and your life is changed. Oh, how your life is changed. My love, what can you be but My love?

So then be it. Be it. Drop away your facades. They are less than what you are.

Accept truth, and watch your life become an altar to truth. Remember who you are, and allow yourself to be what I planted.

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Love is not at all what you thought. You called a passing emotion love, but that was an emotion. Emotions emote. They go away from you. They come out, and then they move.
Love is like hearing. Your ear is the vehicle, but you are the hearer. You hear many things, many you like, some you don't, but through it all, you are the hearer. No matter what the music, you are the hearer. You are the sensor of sound. Passing sounds come to you, but your hearing is your hearing. You hear.
That you are love is like that. You are like My vehicle for love. You are that. You are nothing but that.
I planted love on earth, and you are the plant.
Because you are love, it is not something you do. You are it.

I don't know what to say. I'm floored. I will need a couple of days to digest this.

You, who are love, loves. It

You, who are love, loves. It is you who loves. You might as well know that you love.

Thank you !
Berit