You are the green of spring, and you are the white of snow. You are the color of lilacs, and you are the color of columbine. There is no shade of color in the world that you are not. You are not a single flower. You are a spring bouquet.
There is a reason why the grass is green. There is a reason why the dirt from which the grass grows is brown. The sky is filtered blue. All the colors are wonderful. No matter how different one from the other, all colors serve amicably.
Colors are made from light, and what are you made from, beloveds? You are made of light, and you are many-hued. You are not a straight line across the page. Landscapes are not a straight line, and nor are you.
A song consists of more than one note. You are many notes trilled from a flute. Sometimes you are almost silent, and sometimes you are louder.
You are many things, and who is to say which is to be more prevalent?
Who would tell the sky to be less blue? Who would tell the sun to be less bright? Who would tell pink to be red, or red to be pink?
And, yet, are you not often plaguing yourself to be more of one thing and less of another? Can you not enjoy yourself and who you are and not have to add on to or take away from your uniqueness?
Keep growing, yet not be so determined to change yourself. Do not think you have to be taller or shorter, or rounder or squarer. Maybe, just maybe, you are lovely just as you are. If you did not judge yourself lacking, you would be happier. Yes, I want you to be happy. Maybe, just maybe, you can be satisfied more than you are dissatisfied.
Remember, you are My creation. I created you. Must you find fault with Me? Must you criticize My artistry? Must you wrangle with Me? Thank Me for you instead. Thank Me for creating such a Being on Earth. Thank Me that you are a unique Song of God. Love yourself a little more. In fact, love yourself a lot more. Let go of dissatisfaction.
Yes, of course, grow. Grow higher. This happens naturally. You don’t have to work at it so much. You don’t have to whip yourself into a lather of improvement. You will go higher right away when you claim more acceptance of yourself. When you claim more acceptance of yourself, you will appreciate others more too. You won’t feel they have to jump to attention and sparkle one certain way rather than another.
Before you are samples of the people I created. I did not mass-produce. Each one is fashioned by hand. Because one is not exactly like another, this is no cause for alarm. It can only be the surface that is different. Differences are only details. Perhaps you can consider the world as a masquerade ball. Inside, where reality blooms, you are made of the exact same hue.
Everyone carries a heart and soul.
Everyone wants to be more than he or she appears to be now. Everyone wants more. Want without negating your presence as you are now. Of course, I am asking you to be present and not so mindful of the exterior of appearances and words and actions that you set a value to.
You are all made from the same Potter’s Wheel, and you are all made of the same clay. Shapes are only shapes. Appearances are only appearances. Truly, I made you in My image, and I made everyone else so too.