If you were not concerned with what the world or someone in it might think of you, you would be a great leader of love. You would never hesitate from what is before you to do.

You would get up front and speak. You would always speak the truth, and you would speak it with love. You would be the leader of the universe.

All the rules of the world, no matter how changeable they are, have been like a clamp on you, and perhaps have made you feel like an outsider in your own land.

This goes beyond which fork to use and tie to wear. It reaches what thought to think, word to say, motion to make. Woe to the man who must look at a monitor in order to know what he is to do next! Woe to the man who must look up his speech in a dictionary to make sure it is standard! Who is it that has the say over you?

I am telling you to be aware of the influences in your life. No matter what, you can know who you are.

Flowers grow even in restricted places. And every flower is true to its name. Where then is it that you cannot grow? And where is it that you cannot be the original that you are?

Humankind is unique. No need for you to pretend that you are not. When did Christ or Buddha pretend to be other than they were? When did they pander, and to whom would they? They were sacred selves, and you are too.

Neither Christ nor Buddha made themselves important. They were important because they were themselves.

Find your motif, know what it is, and let it be the star you follow. When you look within your heart, what is important to you? There is a star in your heart that is simply the truth of you. Locate it, and place it in the sky so that you may remember to follow it.

Once you find your motif, you know what it is. Then you can allow it to be your center.

Heretofore, you may not have known what you stood for. Or what you stood for may not have been what was in your heart. Perhaps you were accommodating something. Now you can accommodate truth.

You were born to earth in this illusion of time for a reason. You may not have a handle on the reason, but you know by now that your reason cannot be to pretend that you feel and think like everyone else. Nor can your reason be to make everyone else be like you.

You are on a treasure hunt for your identity. You tried on hats that did not fit. Perhaps they were glamorous, but they contorted you or would not stay on. At night you would take off the hat, and wonder what you were doing with your head in that hat, looking like someone else. Perhaps you are one who longs to be hatless. Perhaps you are one who needs no uniform. Perhaps you are one of a kind.

To be sure, you are. I, God, put no limit on you. No longer are you to be limited because of what someone — or everyone — may think. I inspire you to be who you are, and to be it brightly.