Your compassion is greater now. Your compassion for every living thing is greater. As your joy increases, you have a greater grasp of others' perceptions and what they go through. You have gone through what they grow through now.
Now you have given up the sadful vision. You have thankfully traded it in for happiness, and now your heart flutters, and now you see through the pain of others, and your heart comes closer to theirs. Now compassion becomes blessing.
You always wanted other people to think like you and be like you, but this is different. In this compassion, your heart beats a salute to those you feel compassionate for. Now it is for you to see the seeming others in tandem with the joy you live. The joy you live, you can only give it away. You can only send it everywhere.
Do not think of the opening of your heart as wounding. Opening your heart is tender, but it is not wounding. A heart that contributes to the healing of other hearts cannot be wounded. Tender, yes. Wounded, no. A sensitive heart such as yours beats in My heart. You are to be a salve to all other hearts in the world. You are to tender the hearts of all living things.
You do not bow down to other hearts. You lift them up. They do not have to note your compassion. It's just that you have to have it. You bless as you move along. You bless all hearts because they are yours and because there is nothing else to do. You cannot do any less.
Now, let Us together bless all the hearts that are like wounded birds, and help them to get their wings and fly away from any suffering and to reach Heaven where We sit now.
Not one sparrow is to be hurt. All living Beings, big or small, are to engender joy. All are learning that perceived suffering is not needed. It serves no purpose but to increase hurt. All are done with the hurting mode now. Now a blessing mode is acquired. It is not really acquired. It just is being used. Joy has come to the forefront. As hurt recedes, joy jumps in. Toss in the joy, beloveds. Pick up your joy of heart and pass it from heart to heart the way a basketball is passed across the court.
Your heart was never for yourself alone. It was always to expand itself and so expand the world. Your heart is meant to be the Heart of Hearts. Your heart was meant to reach everywhere. Your heart has always reached everywhere. And now you send a higher note. Now your heart is the bird singing across the Universe. Now you are blessing the world with your heart. Now your heart rules the world. Now your heart is the metronome of the entire Universe. You are the one who sets the tone for others to follow.
Your heart was always more than you credited it with. Your heart was always reflecting the song in Mine. Now you know, and your knowing makes all the difference in the world. It makes all the difference to the world.
Whose world did you think this was anyway? Did you think it was someone else's? Did you think that this very world you live in wasn't yours? Did you think it didn't belong to you, or you to it? What were you thinking, beloved? What were you thinking?
But, no matter, it is not a matter of thinking. It is a matter of heart. To the heart belongs the Kingdom. To your heart belongs the Kingdom. In your heart, I rest.