Sit with Me now, and tell Me what's going on. You are My child, and I will listen. Or We can look at the blues of the sky and the background the sky provides for the clouds. How comfortable they are with each other! Neither the sky nor the clouds feel crowded by the other. How comfortable they are side by side, or the clouds on top of the sky, or, seen from another angle, the sky on top of the clouds. You look upward to see the sky and clouds. If you could look from above, you would see the sky on top of the clouds. They are close, companionable, and compatible.
So much of what you see depends upon where you sit, and so I invite you to sit with Me. We can say that I see, simply see, from no angle at all, whereas you see varying views depending upon where you are stationed and the window you look from. We can say that I see from a window that has no sill, no mulleins. We can say that I see from a pane of glass the size of which the Earth has never known. From the Vastness I see from, there are no angles, beloveds. There is simply boundless vision.
Yet you view life and the world from varying angles, and so your perception changes. Your perception depends upon the angle you see from. Therefore, you have varying vision, and you sometimes see close and sometimes far. Some of what you see or ascertain confuses you. Often it varies considerably, and confusion sets in.
One day you like something, the next you don't. One day you see a threat, and the next you see a smile. Your thoughts jump around a lot. It's not their fault really. In your case, it depends upon your view of the day. Your view may be overlaid with your mood, someone else's opinion, or the past. It is unlikely you will see far when you look out from a peephole.
Imagine yourself sitting with Me in Heaven. How perturbed would you be by what perturbs you now? What would bother you at all when your vision would extend as far as Mine?
Let Me say it this way: When you see from the frameless window I see from, do you really believe you would see any of the moiling matters you see from your present perch?
I hear and listen to your reports from Earth, and I understand that you feel varying ways depending upon your view at that moment. In too many cases, beloveds, you see littleness instead of the Light I see. Is that not the case? And yet sometimes you do see from the open window I see from, and now you will see so more and more.
You won't bother to count the details, and you will not be stopped by them. You will not form your opinion based on the little things. You will skip over the little things, as it were, and see past them, and what will you see but Wholeness?
Even now, in a sea of daisies, you are not seeing withered petals and stepped-on stems or brown leaves fallen to the ground. You see the daisiness of a field of daisies, and what you see is beautiful.
Come now, beloveds, come sit with Me, and see the world the way you see a field of daisies. See the Wholeness, and love it.