If I consider you a treasure — and I do — cannot you consider yourself the same? I do not hold you higher in My esteem than you are. I hold you as you are. I do not revere you. I do not set you above. But I do adore you with all My heart. Your foibles do not make Me adore you less. And there is nothing that can make Me adore you more. You are My adored. You are the subject of My adoration.

What is My adoration exactly, and you sometimes wonder what good it does anyway. My adoration is a quality of knowing. It is a sighting. And it is this selfsame quality that I call adoration that I ask of you. I ask it of you, for when you can adore another, you are adoring yourself. It is in your heart that the love stirs and becomes known to itself. The more you adore, the more you adore.

There is a great transference here.

It matters that you adore something grand. Adoring a bauble is nice, but it doesn't raise you to greater heights. In order to see something grand, you have to have wider vision. You see entire landscapes only with a wide lens. You have to have a perspective in order to see vastness. Pieces aren't a landscape. There is a wholeness to a landscape. When you stand in the midst of it, the wholeness can escape you, and you don't see the grand picture. You don't even know what there is to see beyond.

And so, when you are companionable and conversant with Me, you become more aware of wholeness, and the essence of wholeness falls on you and you integrate it. You integrate it again and again until you know only wholeness.

As you read My words today, you are integrating Our wholeness. A whisper of it reaches you. You can take more. It is fine to be greedy with Me. In fact, I not only say it is okay, I advise it. Gulp Me up. Take big swallows. Use both hands. Take all you set your eyes on.

I am a perpetual source of energy. You cannot use Me up, and you cannot be selfish concerning Me. The more of Me you have, the more of Me you give. The more you see My attributes, the more Mine are revealed through you. Not always seen, not seen enough, but seen more by more.

As you see more of Me and therefore more of Me to adore and to absorb, the more vast you become. My horizon becomes yours. The boundary lines you have drawn in life fade away, and you find yourself immersed in the full sunshine of My glory.

Consider Me a tan you get, a little at a time. Perhaps imperceptible at first, but inevitably with more exposure, you find you are tanned. And the tan becomes indelible. Nothing washes it away.

Or consider Me a tune you have heard about for a long time but not heard yourself before or not heard clearly. You find you begin to hear the tune occasionally from a distance. The more you listen, the clearer the song becomes until you hear it incessantly in your head. It becomes the tune that dwarfs all others. You grasp that it is the tune from which all others derive. The notes are key. A recurring theme finally has occurred to you.

Or consider Me a sunrise filled with colors you only imagined before but now you see. The colors are like the notes of the music that go round in your head. Your awareness of Me takes over your awareness and you know, you really know, that I am everything everywhere, and so are you.