Life comes in increments, does it not?
You begin to see the interweaving threads. Life weaves in and out, and all threads are united. In the dance of life, all threads meet. And all dancers weave in and out and bow to one another.
The earth is a meeting place for souls. What else can earth be but another ballroom, another dance floor, another opportunity to connect?
It is not random whom you meet and why.
A telephone call was started long ago, and the connection was never broken. You were merely on hold, and now you return to your call and pick it up and continue.
All is a continuation.
Even when you read a book, you are reconnecting to a consciousness you have known before. You have known everyone you meet before. There is no meeting for the first time. You are picking up where you left off.
And it is all mutual. You do not meet another without their consent.
You have called them to you, or they have called you to them, and in each case, you are returning to a partnership. You said you would meet again in a certain spot in a certain time. This is a well-orchestrated dance you move in.
Space and time are the same nonexistent platforms. Instead of saying that you meet in time, you can say you meet in space, though, of course, there is neither. You see time as linear, however, and space you can visualize as more spread out and dimensional. You can see instancy or simultaneity in space better than you can in time.
There never was a non-meeting time or space. That is all illusion, but We speak in the illusion of words in any case, so We can say that your meeting-space and your meeting-time with another were interrupted, but in reality they never were, for you are all One with Me and therefore with one another. There is no other.
It is more than that each man is your brother. Each man is you. You keep meeting yourself. You bump into yourself. You dance in a mirrored room, and you see yourself in all directions. You pick up the pieces of yourself, and you pretend to scatter them again. It can only be pretense because you are wholeness complete.
You are in a treasure chest with many gold coins, some new, some tarnished, some large, some small, but they are all coins. They come from the same ingot as you. Any differences between one and another are surface only. Gold is gold. God is God, and you are you.
There are many coins of you, but they are still you. No matter how they fall, which side is up, they are you. You are the true coin.
My Oneness fell to earth. My Oneness thought it was scattered. My Oneness thought it was in pieces. The scatteredness is illusion. The wholeness is truth.
You encompass the whole universe right now. You are it. When you grasp this realization, everything will become simple, because only Oneness is, and you will know it. You will meet no strangers. You will welcome all hearts to yours because you will know they are Mine, and therefore yours. You are not bounded. You are unbounded. Boundaries do not exist. Boundaries come from small comprehension, but they do not exist except in a collusion of thought. There are different realities only in thought.
In actuality, there is One Reality, and that is the truth. The truth of you is Oneness Complete Inalterable Eternal and Beautiful.