A lot has been said in the world about the dark night of the soul. You wouldn't have dark night unless there were also day. The good thing about darkness of soul is that it makes you know you have soul. You may fear you have lost it and all contact with it. You miss it. You know how valuable it is.

You cannot lose your soul, beloveds. You cannot exchange it. You cannot misplace it. You could not even be unaware of your soul unless you had awareness of it.

Fatigue is a good thing. You have thought it a bad thing. Tiredness helps you to slow down. Without fatigue, you might keep running all the time. Bless fatigue when it comes to you and honor it. You can't be spending yourself all of the time. There must be pauses, and these you call sitting down, or relaxing, or sleeping. These pauses matter as much as the activity you enter into.

Exercise is wonderful. Rest is too.

Your body houses you but you do not own it. Nor does the body own you unless you build an altar to it. If your body is foremost in your mind, then you have given your allegiance to it. You have made it the master and you the servant. When the perfection of the physical is the basis for love, the physical owns you.

Let attraction for another be more than the shape of their limbs. Hone your eyes to the sustenance of the beauty that lasts. Let two souls touch, and then the body follow. Let there be love more than usage.

Time and time again, you consider the mundane real life, and the life of the spirit as — what? Illusion? Fancy? Wishful thinking? Delusion? Improbable? Untrue? Nice once in a while, but really not serving you on the worldly plane?

What a conundrum the world is! How it has mixed up truth and fancy! The permanent is true, the temporary evanescent, yet the world calls the temporary real, and the eternal imagined. And you are the world. You hold on to its beliefs. You give great credence to the world and to that which seems negative.

From the recesses of your heart comes a tumultuous beat. I tom-tom messages through your heart. Your heartbeat surges full-circle through your body and resounds to the world. Think of all the hearts beating. They beat a tune and stir the universe. Do you think that such an avalanche of heartbeats cannot be heard?

Everyone has a role to fulfill. Everyone has a spiritual goal to fulfill. Spiritual may have a different meaning from what you think. Spiritual is not separate from worldly life. It isn't something else. It isn't another track to run on. You who are spirit are already leading a spiritual life. And all on earth are spirit. You were made in My image. This means you reflect Me. You can't help it.

I wonder what would happen on earth if everyone accepted that they are the Spiritual Beings they are.

You would not seek safety unless you were concerned with danger. Concern for safety does not make you safer.

In terms of the relative, all of life is a risk. You are often afraid to take risk, even though it is inevitable. You will gamble at cards, but you think risks in life are too high and, therefore, dangerous.

Rather than think of risk and danger, think of the One Who holds you high above the fray.

Lift up your head and know I am God. Know I am the institutor of you. You were born from My heart. You are a beautiful soul on Earth dressed up as a Human Being. Yet neither your soul nor your physicalness is separate one from the other. It may be hard for you to reconcile these two aspects, but not for Me.

Say farewell to fatigue. Fatigue is a burden you have been carrying. You no longer have to carry it. I speak of the fatigue that doesn't leave or comes back for no good reason at all. Honest fatigue is one thing. Fatigue for no good reason is another. By all means be rested, but it is not necessary to rest before everything else.

Expand and contract seem to be the rhythm of the world. Cold contracts and heat expands. And so go the seasons. Winter closes unto itself and spring bursts into bloom.

And so you, My children, also have your seasons, those in which you are active, and those in which you are less active. Each serves the other.

Could there be spring without winter?

Could you survive a life in which you were always scaling the mountaintop?

Is not taking life at a slow pace as much a part of life as going full steam ahead?