Once upon a time, you floated on an ocean of love. From the ocean, you were cast onto shore. Now that you roam the earth, you feel you are landlocked. The very Ocean that carried you to land is lapping at your feet, and yet you feel far away from it.
Well, then, come closer. Come closer to this vast ocean. It follows you.
Lie on your back, and you will see the ocean in the canopy of the sky. Your hand reaches to touch it but it does not reach. That is because you think the ocean that brought you is far in the distance and that you were left here in a vacant land without a backward glance. But My eyes have never left you.
No matter how often or how strongly I tell you that you are My beloved, you feel you have been cast out. Truly, I have just moved you from one hand to another.
I hold the earth in My left hand just as surely as I hold Heaven in the right. Of course, there is no right or left, and hands are merely an expression for My love. You who are cast in My love can never be uncast. We are permanently melded, you and I.
So what is all this fussing on earth about? Who said what and why? Must the little events on earth be made so enormous? Why does a flat tire become earthshaking? Since when did accomplishment and haste become God Almighty?
Sometimes you have driven yourself to what you call defeat. You guessed wrong. You made what you call a wrong turn. The numbers you counted on did not arrive. Dollars floated away, or you chased them away. All the while, you had Me deep in the well of your heart.
When you feel My love deeply within you, you need not feel cast down. Who said it is necessary to feel unloved because of events in life? Who said that the physical and its waywardness must cause so much heartache?
There is a seed of love planted in your heart, and it grows there. Whatever winds blow, the love is unshaken. The winds may give you shaky thoughts, but those are only thoughts. Thoughts can be revoked. Love cannot. Thoughts do their damage to your psyche, but they cannot touch Our love. But because love cannot be weighed on a scale or deposited in a bank, you may fear it is worth little or nothing next to the paper money and the momentary newspaper you wave around.
What I think of you is inviolable. My thoughts of you are love and love alone. I have no conflicting thoughts. I have love.
Can you imagine what the apparent world would be like when everyone puts down their newspaper and puts their hand on their heart and feels their attention go there? The attention would go to the heart, and aches would leave. Love would star in hearts and in the universe.
Right now you can do that. You can put your hand over your heart and feel My Presence. Do not abandon My love that stirs in your heart. Do not abandon yourself to the irreverent mercies of the world.
The world is not your King. The world is not your nurturer. Be less wise to the ways of the world. Be more cognizant of that which is seemingly beyond the world but which has been ever stirring in your heart, waiting for you to use it.