Wherever you are, the sun rises and sets. Wherever you are, you are under the selfsame sky. Wherever you are, horizons exist. Traveling the Earth is like going from one room to another. It is still the same mansion you abide in. in. As you jump from one stone to another across the river of life, it is the same Universe you roam in. Do you begin to see that you are even bigger than the Universe? You are greater than all the dimensions of Earth. As you roam the land and seas, perhaps the land and seas simply accompany you in a world of your making? Perhaps the world is the train of a gown that trails after you. Where could the world exist except within you? The Earth is a ball that you bounce.
The whole universe falls at your feet, beloveds. It exists for you. It exists because of you.
You may have felt that the Earth is huge, and you are small, but it is the reverse that is true. Your head is the spinning globe. Begin to feel the universe as it revolves in your mind. Or you can see your arms embracing the universe, holding it safe in your arms, or you can see the world as your girth. Regardless, the world is contained within you. You somersault the world. In one revolution, you revolve the world. All of the universe is contained within you. You are the mainstay of the universe. It is tied to you. You may feel that the globe rolls you around, but it is the Earth that you roll out. You spread it out like a magic carpet, and you examine it closely. You use a microscope. You peer into it. You act as if you had never seen it before when all the while it was your invention.
You may think you sit at a table, but you sit on the globe of the Earth that you are spinning. The lines on the globe are a circulatory system you have imposed on the Earth. You scribbled demarcations and dug them deep into your psyche. You believe rigorously in little cuts in the circumference of the globe and call them how it is. You have added boundaries to the world that was all yours, and defended the boundaries, as if you owned them, as if they were holy. They are nothing but little lines you made. There are no other countries. There are no national interests. There is one globe created for all.
Governments seemed necessary. You created them to follow your orders, and now you follow theirs.
With your consciousness, beloveds, you will return to the law of love, and you will return to the exigency of Oneness, and you will step out of mass illusion and return to the Reality that exists in your heart.
You are the sovereign of the universe. It is your creation. There is no need for you to recreate it. The original stands great. Remove the flickering details you have dressed it with.
The globe of Earth is a reflection of the Sun. Let it be bright and not let the pomposity of ego dim it. Let the world be the love it is, and do not interfere with it. The world is for you to free and to love. It is for you to create a Paradise where hearts can roam and hearts can meet and be reunited on the one globe shared without borders and with room for all. Join the Union of God.