Be light of heart. What else makes sense? Soberness has its merits, yet lightness of heart blesses you. Seriousness does not so much. It would seem that anyone can be serious about all the twists and turns of life, and, yet, how many of My children can go on about their merry way when they have seemingly struck out?
 
Seriousness holds on tight to life. Lightness does not altogether let go of it perhaps, yet lightness says:
 
“I don’t have to take outcomes as a conclusion of me. Even if I did, I know by now that life goes on a continuum. There is no end to my life, so I might as well make merry. There is enough gravity on Earth, and not enough lightness. The first day of school is taken seriously, as if it were momentous. The first day of school is only the first day of school. Pretty much everyone has a first day of school, and the first day of school may well be taken utterly seriously, by parent, teacher, and wobbly-kneed child. Why? What makes a straight face better than a smiling one? Who says somber and serious are the ways to go?
 
“What’s the matter with having light-hearted joy? Light-hearted joy simply means freedom from heaviness. From now on, I will take light-heartedness to heart.
 
“From this day on, my priority is joy. I don’t want more heaviness. I want more joy, and I want to make more joy.
 
“I won’t make light of another’s seriousness, no, simply my own.
 
“Death is an everyday occurrence. Death is no surprise. It is not of itself an alarming thing. I don’t have to be alarmed by it. What do I give up with the death of the body but my body? Death of the body does not separate me from my loved ones, only I do worry about my loved ones, even as I know, I will see this whole separation thing quite differently once I’ve lived through death.
 
“May I let life and death be an experience, every aspect an experience, in sickness and in health, never the Oneness of myself to part.
 
“I can call myself a soldier of fortune, and so I am a trouper, and so I am fortunate. My lot as a human being this time around is fortuitous.
 
“I remind myself that nothing is lost. Even my medals are not lost OR so what if they are! What does shiny metal have to do with me? What does money have to do with me? There is only one thing that has to do with me, and that is love. Love is my sustenance, and love of God is my goal and desire, closeness to God is, Oneness is. Love leads the way. And love itself is light of foot. It cannot be commandeered. It can be invited. It can be welcomed. It can be cherished, yet it holds no prisoners.
 
“From now on, I am free from boundaries, and I free others. I untie all the prisoners in my heart, and I let them go. No longer do I hold anyone in chains, the least of all, myself. I no longer know bounds. I know freedom. No longer do ropes of utter seriousness hold me, nor do I hold onto ropes. I am a free-wheeling Being, and joy is my name, and joy is what I give fluently from my heart. With practice, I become a master of joy, a master of creating joy and lightness of heart for one and all, not the least of which is myself.
 
“From a young age I knew how to create joy. Now I live my life in joy and lightness of heart, for I am made of joy.”