You wonder what I mean exactly when I say come to Me.

I mean to link your random thoughts with Mine. Mine are solid, purposeful, and uplifting. Your thoughts link you to something, some you find pleasurable, like food and entertainment, some unpleasurable, like debt and troubles. When you link your thoughts to the Source of Thought, you have the energy My thought gives you.

You do not go anywhere when you come to Me. You come to Me in your awareness. A little consideration for Me. I little occupation with Me. A little thought of My thought. My thought is not a mental exercise but rather a stilling of the waters. Awareness is still. It is not a pause. It is deeper than a pause. It is a sense. Yes, We can call your awareness of Me a sense, a sense of God, a Godsense. Let Us say that your heart senses Me. Your heart feels Me, feels My presence, and what is My presence but My love?

What you become aware of is My thought of you. Come into the realm of My awareness, and My awareness is of you.

You know how you might stare at someone, and somehow they seem to sense it, and they turn around and meet your eyes? It is like that. I am staring at you with My eyes of love, and I want you to turn around and see Me seeing you. Your little notice of Me is like a swelling wave. The wave lifts you closer to Me. You are on a billow of love as Our eyes meet and acknowledge Our kinship.

My awareness fills up the whole universe. It fills everything. It fills your heart. Now, shine that heart a little with the polish I give you. Light your life with Me.

It is not that you bring Me closer to you. I cannot be closer to you, for I am already internal to you. But your eyes can bring Me in front of you, and then I become your eyes. How wide open are your eyes then!

Your eyes and your heart are connected, almost as strongly as your heart and Mine are connected. One moves the other. One expands the other. Your eyes see My beauty, and your heart is expanded. Your heart expands, and you see the beauty of the universe right before your eyes because you let My light enter.

We could say that I open your eyes. It certainly is My will that your eyes open. Not your mouth. Your eyes. Your ears too. And then you have My touch, and My touch is love.

Consider Me a bakery. You walk past it every day, until one day it dawns on you that you can walk in. And so you do. The aromas you smelled from outside the bakery are nothing compared to the aroma within. A whole new world of sweetness opens up for you as you witness the compelling pastries close up. And I offer you mouth-watering samples, and you sample, and you know you have tasted what you have been waiting for. "So this is what it is," you say. "This is it. All the times I went past the bakery, and the door was open, and all I had to do was to walk in, and all the times I walked by and didn't come in."

And now you have walked in. And now you leave, carrying the aroma and the taste of exquisitely formed light-as-air, honey-laden, sweet baked goods. That taste can never leave you. You have tasted Heaven, and you knowingly take it with you. So then have you left?

You entered the bake-shop of Heaven through one door, and you leave by another. Or We could say that you never leave. Once you have entered the bake-shop, images of it flash through your mind, and you become the images. The bake-shop goes with you.

Remember, your eyes see as you say they will. Say that you will enter My presence, and your eyes will open.