You don’t have to be wrapped up in circumstances. Pretty much circumstances are how you rate yourself in terms of the world. I see you Beautiful. The world and I, as you know by now, don’t see you in the same way.

The world may have taught you that this and that matter. You don’t have to be a certain way for Me. Not at all. I do not demand that you live on a so-called better area of town. I don’t require where you live at all. I do not recognize homeless or palace or mansion or hovel. I don’t require a certain wardrobe of you or education. You don’t need to have a new car to be loved by Me. I am Light and Love. I see with My Eyes and not those of the arbitrary world. I rate you. I rate you not by appearances or anything at all. I Love.

Do you think that for one minute I go by status in the world? I see quite differently. Instead of your thinking I rank you, start from the premise that your place in the world is of consequence most of all to Me of the Highest.

The world may have its cart before the horse.

I hold you dear. That’s My Story. Isn’t it laughable to think of Me as basing My Value on you by height, weight, color, posture, physical mass, sports ability etc. I don’t count anything.

I include all My Children, even the naughty, even the good, the poor, the gifted, the famous. I don’t even think in these terms. I see you, and I Love. I look at you, and I see the Glory of you that you may not as yet be acquainted with. You are a dear part of Me. No matter how far you have wandered from the Truth of Your Self, I see you. I see the Palm of Your Hand. I see your eyes. I see you. I see you from the Eyes of God.

I do not look upon you as your shaded past. Why would I spend so-called time on the past? I look upon you as I look upon the Veranda of a Palace. I see Truth, not error. I don’t have to look for Truth. I see with Eyes of Truth. This is how it is.

If you have crawled in mud, I see you as you Truly ARE. I don’t see all the costumes you may wear. What do disguises have to do with Me? Why would I see pretenders to the Throne when each of you is the Real Thing.

I don’t digress. You digress, not I.

I see what is. I hear what is. Come see with Me. I do not demand the perfection from you that you demand from yourself. If you see yourself as going off the Path, then get back on the Path. You may kick and scream, yet nothing will hold you back for long. It may seem long to you. The only always that exists is Infinity. All this diversion you experience in Life is along the way. All these fictionalized detours are superficial to Me. Beyond foolish acts –what could be more foolish than cruel acts? Where you are may lie a Prince who believes deeply in his own inability to be a Prince.

Nevertheless, a Prince is a Prince. I know you. I don’t just believe in you, I KNOW YOU. I know you like the Palm of My Hand. And do you know what the Palm of My Hand is? You are the Palm of My Hand.

There is a far Deeper You than you have any clue to.

Get over here, and I will sing Songs to you. You will begin to sing as I do sing from the Beat of My Heart.