Believe it or not, We, you and I, are as close as peas in a pod. We are nestled so close in this pod of the Universe that you may not have seen Me or felt My Presence. You, even though you may be nearsighted, simply may not see that which is right in front of you. I think you get blindsided. You get distracted. Your attention pulls away from Me to something else. But even that is all right, you understand.
Your eyes will clear soon. All will be revealed to you. Nothing will distract you from the revelation you are about to have. Horses cannot keep you from it. What I say is true, and it is true for you. It is true for everyone who reads these words, and it is also going to come true for those who do not.
This has all been built in to the cosmos. You may wonder why you have not seen before. You seemed to need a little stroll, or even a long one, in the park of relative life before you feel able to quite open your mind and heart to see what is right in front of you. You have been somewhat hesitant about what you call the future, somewhat timid, even fearful about it, as if you would be besieged by something you are not quite equal to. Perhaps you have thought you are not quite equal to My grace.
Beloveds, I have never withheld My grace from you. Why would I? Why would I even think of such a thing? I am a Giver, not a Withholder. I am not miserly, stingy, or a hoarder. I am simply a Giver. I do not know anything else. I am not a taker. I am as far from taking as love itself, for love — true love — requires naught but to give and give and give. I give you everything. I urge you to accept the bounty I put before you. All I give was given before the onset of illusory time.
You are like an heir who somehow didn't get the notification that he has been left a fortune. That is not My fault, for I have sent you the message many times over. Besides, in any case, I have no fault. Of course, you may feel differently. You may feel I am at fault for having started this whole Universe and for having planted you in it.
Beloveds, when you do not see clearly, you see amiss. And have you not seen amiss? Have you not been splendid at that, splendid at miscontstruing? Even expert at it? Expert at seeing what is not and not seeing what it is? You have made this mistake on many levels, but let's not speak of this anymore. It's not going to matter one whit the moment fast approaching when you open your eyes, your mind, and heart and see what has been forever and ever. You will more than see. You will know. You will say, "Ah!" and be reconciled with yourself and your place in the beautiful world I created.
You will know the beauty. You will be amazed at all that you somehow had missed seeing before. You will exclaim: "How could I not have seen all this magnificence before? Where was my head? Where were my eyes? What was I doing?"
And then you will stop all wondering, ruing, and all that sort of thing and simply take in the splendor. There will no longer be a past anyway. You will be immersed in this singular splendid moment of Eternity.