Beloveds, you are on the threshold of a new era. That makes Me sound like a politician, I know, and you know that the last thing I am is a politician. Politics, as purported to be, are not My stripe.
If love be false, I comprehend it not, for love that is false is not love. If politics be made of false prophets, I cannot hear a word nor catch a glimpse.
Politicians, often maligned, are just like you, beloved. Politics does not belong only to elections. You exist as a politician in your own life. Have a little mercy on those who bear the title.
Many many of those whom you call politician, as if it were a defamatory word, are not self-serving. They desire to serve the well-being of man just as you do. Then they are pushed and swallowed up, and the nature of the world is used as an excuse for putting truth aside.
Yes, this is like you. You want to keep your job, and so you curry favor. What can you do, you say. It is not you who overlooks truth. It is the position you are in. It seems to you that there isn't another way to deal in the world. You don't want to be put in a false position but nor do you want to be thrown out, for what good that would do. I do not ask you to be thrown out. I do ask you to go for the highest.
How to be kind, truthful, wise, loving and survive in what looks like a wilderness is your question. How to survive in a world full of petty laws that bombard you and which are upheld while eyes are hooded when it comes to the larger ideals. Killing becomes virtuous in war, while a minor offense calls out all the troops.
How do you know when to stand up and when to sit?
How do you know when to speak up and when to keep silent?
How do you know how to do the most good and escape the guillotine?
How do you know how to be good in the world and generous and giving and not be a fool? How do you keep your wits about you and still love and love more?
How do you know when to stick up for yourself and when to desist?
How can you be free in a world that asks for conformity, your heart cries out. How to rock the boat and not throw everyone and everything overboard is your question. You long for the ideal world in which truth is waved like a flag, and love honored. Where is that world, and how do you find it?
No matter what, beloveds, look higher. Move your presence of mind to the higher plane that you so desire and which exists. You would not desire it if it did not exist. Put your thoughts a notch above where they have been. Multiply the goodness by seeing it. There is more than dross. There is gold in the world of man, and now you look for it. You will see what you are looking for. Look for proof of goodness, and proofs of goodness will pop up like mushrooms.
You must go toward that which you desire. This is how you raise your consciousness. This is how, in everyday life, you ascend to Heaven. This is how you partake of the best of the world. You are here to rise, beloved.