Let your heart dally with Mine for a while. Take off your shoes and all your cares, and just loll in the sun of My love. Close your eyes, and just be with Me for a while. Sink into the depth of My heart by rising to your own. Discover the chambers of your heart. They are endless. And they are all open to the sun.
To be sure, there are winding tunnels, but We are clearing them out. Very soon they will be smooth open-air arbors where all you meet can rest a while, just as you are resting now with Me.
You know that moments with Me are not idle. They are not out of the mainstream. They are, indeed, the mainstream. Here with Me is where you learn. Even with your eyes closed, you learn. Better, with your eyes closed, you learn.
When your eyes are opened, your attention goes out to everything. Nothing wrong with that. You have eyes so that you can see what's going on around you. But you also have vision when your eyes are closed. Through your closed eyes, you see deeply into My heart. That is the same as to say you see deeply into the universe and into the heart of man that beats deeply in accord with Mine.
And what is My heart? It is My love for you, so it is My love you see into deeply. As though you sit on a huge soft cushion, you sink into My love. You remember it. You soak it up, and then when you open your eyes again and look around at the world, your eyes see the world afresh and anew, for the see-er sees himself.
Inner vision is not hindsight. Nor is it futuristic. It is present. It is ever-present. Not always noted nor considered, in fact, often waved away. Yet it will not depart. Inner vision will stay and make itself known to you.
In the encapsulated time We spend together, We reconnoiter. We go over our previously-made plans. I scan you, and I renew you. What else can stir your soul the way I do, I Who am the Maker of you? Now know I am also the Stirrer of you.
Come to Me then. Rest awhile with Me in companionable silence. What is there to say? That We are in love? What words can We use to say that in? In silence, we can speak Our love. In silence, Our love goes far. It reaches the crannies of other hearts. Our love needs no words. Words tie Our love up. Beautiful ribbons of words bind Our love. Words cut it off. Words dribble it away.
How vast is Our love that encompasses the universe? There is nothing to compare it to. It is incomparable. It is nonpareil.
You did not know its name, Our love, but you knew it existed. You knew there was something you were supposed to have and to have with your conscious awareness. You have always sought Oneness with Me. You sought it as you seek water to drink when you are thirsty. You have gone too long without awareness of the great love between Us.
Your love is equal to Mine if you but knew. You think you are lacking, but how can you lack that which you are and which I gave to you?
You are the leaves that grow from the tree of My heart. You are not separate from My heart. You are the fruit of it. You are My fruition.
I have no need for hope, for I have certainty instead. But if hope were Mine, it would rest on you. As it is, you are My certainty.