Somewhere over the rainbow Our Hearts are One. Over the rainbow is right where you are now. There is no away place. There is no far. If We can say anything, I think We can say that there is only near, and that's where love is. It is right in you. You are a harbor for love.

You cannot be nearer or dearer to Me. When My love surrounds you and is in you, how can you be nearer or dearer to Me? Nothing is as close to you as Infinity, and infinite is My love. My love is stationed in your heart, and My love embraces you. When I say that love alone is, I mean love alone is. Love isn't some fol de rol. Love is, and that's it. There is no existence without love. You would not exist in illusion if there were no love. Love is what creates, and love is what is created. Without love, there would be no creation.

Truly, beloveds, you were created in the peace of love, not in chaos. Love that stays quiet is just as much love as love that bursts. And yet, love cannot stay still. Love is on the move. It is never still. It is always finding more to love in its path. Love chose you. Love blesses you. You are love. There is no more, and there can be no less. You are love without cease whatever you may think.

You ask how that can be so when you have seen, with your own eyes, cruelty. You are right. Cruelty is not love. Yet, even so, the one who is cruel cannot exist without love. Cruelty is an aberration. It is not love. It has no semblance to love. And yet, when love is the Source of All, even in cruelty there is love. There is some kind of love. Perhaps love to hurt, love twisted, yet the fire that lights is love. And you, no matter what, beloveds, you who read My words and hear the beat of My heart, you are love, and you are here to beat the drums of love.

It is not yourself that you beat the drums and your heart for. It is for love. It is for you, My chosen child, to pronounce love, announce love, pour love, pick up love, layer the world with love. If the world has been wanting and waiting, it has been waiting for you.

Borders that keep love in and hidden have been put up in your heart. In your heart, of all places! Vines of hurt grew on those erected borders. You made fences to keep love in. The fences that keep love in also keep love out. And yet, as I say those very words, there is no way to keep love out. It can be pushed down, smothered, squashed, yet it cannot be kept out.

Why would you have fences at all if you thought love was not? What is it you would keep in or out if love did not exist?

Beloveds, you have invented far and near as a way to preserve your heart. Yet this does not preserve your heart that needs no preserving. Knock down those borders. All your heart needs is to let its love loose. Let your heart have free pasture. Let it love where it will.

In an attempt to protect your heart, you restrict it. You bind it hand and foot. Untie those bounds, and let your heart go. Let your heart be free. When all hearts are freed to be the love they are, who can then infringe upon any other heart? Beloveds, let your heart be.