The sound of your voice is music to My ears. Do you really think that I don’t hear you? I hear the sweet sound of your voice and your heart’s calling out to Me. I hear you, I hear you.
Do you hear Me?
 
What if you felt close to Me? What harm would it do? What sacrifice would you have to make? Is it a sacrifice to let go of what must be let go of? What do you put before Me? What actually comes first? What do you take in trade for Me? What do you sell Me for, and what is your surmised advantage?
 
It is not really your appraisal of Me that you sell cheap. It is your appraisal of yourself. You sell yourself cheap. In the case of giving away your rights to Me, you give away your birthright.
 
Of course, this is reversible at any moment. There is never a time limit on Me. Any previous contract you have made without Me is null and void at any moment you say. You can have Me back without a penalty. No back taxes accrue or fines of any kind. In fact, there is jubilation. You have claimed Me as yours, and all parties cooperate. As a matter of fact, you could never really give away your rights to Me. It’s just some kind of deal you made with yourself. You were the co-conspirator.
 
There is no real leaving Me. I cannot be left. You cannot extricate yourself from My love. You cannot wash your hands of Me. No matter how you may try, We are One. You can push and shove. You can blind yourself, and yet you cannot, no matter how you protest, depart from your Holy Self. Try as you may, you cannot. You may think so. The world may think so, yet it is not possible. You cannot cut Our One heart in two. We are inviolable. You might as well give in. One heart beats. You cannot drone out the beat.
 
You felt you had to go out to seek your own fortune. You thought something belonged to you. You had to find out. You wanted to be God of your own terrain. You were attracted to glitter. You went after false gold. You flew a false flag. No matter how precious the metal and jewels, they were just something in a chest to look at and show others. They wore on you. They collected dust. They required upkeep. You went to great lengths to trap the gold and precious jewels until a moment when it dawns on you that the metal and jewels own you. You had made yourself their subject. You bowed down to them. You were their captive. They had put you under a spell.
 
You had wanted supremacy, and you had discovered suffrage. You had traded Me for gold that tarnished and might as well have been tin. Anything you have to keep in a safe is not a treasure. It is a weight. You are really looking for lightness of heart and that which is called love. I am the Original Love. I am the Source of Love. You passed Me up for a shiny piece of jewelry that might as well have been paste?
 
You don’t have to stick with what you once chose. I welcome you at any time. Knock on My door any hour of the day or night. Actually, I have an open-door policy. Heaven is easy of access. Just step right in. Never mind about the right clothes and appearance. I know you. I know you well. I have a seat prepared for you. All you have to do is to come right in, and I will say, ”Stay with Me.”