Beloveds, who is to say what is more and what is less? Oh, yes, you have all manmade standards to tell you, all those corrals where you place one event or another, one person or another. Your mind has remarkable sorting abilities, yet it was not fashioned to corral people and life into one category or another.

You have first-class corrals, second class, lower, lowest. You have catastrophes and tragedies, high drama and romances, swashbucklers and comedies. You separate people and events in life here and there into one corral or another. Some events and people you move around, yet pretty much, when you have corralled them into one slot or another, you leave them there and do not venture to move them, as if there were something sacrosanct about where you have placed them in this reservoir of your mind.

You invent foolish bases on which to determine where to exile someone, as though these baseless determinations were a fine accredited science. Yes, you base people on impressions, and that includes impressions that were impressed upon you.

Isn’t it fantastic that you categorize people according to the accident of their birth? This one was born in one country -- put them in a slot. These were born with skins of varied colors -- whisk them away accordingly.

People in one place call Me by one name, and people somewhere else call Me by another name – and I too am rated and categorized in tiers of higher and lower. I am in competition with no one. Why then are you?

Since when did I assign you to fight over Me? I can take care of Myself very well without protest or protection from you. What you make of Me is not the making of Me.

Nor is what someone makes of you the making of you.

How dare some of My children assign other children of Mine to categories that are meaningless? Where is it said to attribute one value to one skin and another to another? Or land, or religion, or style of dress or complexion or weight or anything at all? You who are adept at categorizing what is unimportant create limitations by leaving out what is important.

The heart that beats within each child of Mine is important. Everyone on Earth is a child of Mine, I make no exception. I hold you all holy. Why would you do otherwise? Do you really think I favor one over another, and that you must as well? Do you really think I discard any child of Mine the way you do? You might say I favored Christ or Buddha or Mohammed or any other noted Being who walked the Earth, but the truth is that they favored Me. What is the evidence of this, beloveds? They loved all equally. They loved.

As Buddha sat under the banyan tree, whom did he wish to go away? Whom did he not bless in the silence of his heart? How could a Buddha be otherwise? What did Buddha see from his heart? He saw My light. He saw it in everyone. He saw My Presence. With his eyes closed, he saw Truth.

With your eyes open, what are you looking at? What are you looking for?

Christ did not heal lepers by pointing out their wounds. Christ saw beyond the externals. Christ was holy and therefore saw holiness. He saw My light whatever his eyes fell on.

Do not consider yourself superior to anyone. Do not consider anyone else superior to you. Let go of these ideas of best and worst. Let go of even better and worse. Let go of okay and not okay. Let go of your accumulated ideas. Trash them.