Do you begin to see the nonsense you involve yourself in? You have life at your disposal and you pick at a thread of it. Are you afraid to explore the universe? Is it only the stitch at hand that moves you?

What do the stars have to say? What lies on the other side of the moon? And does the sun love itself? Is the color of love yellow? Are you, a Being, only human? Are you not also divine, celestial, vast? Are you not the whole world wrapped into One?

What are you not capable of, Beloveds?

I will answer. There is nothing you are not capable of. I am not the only One who has wonders to perform. You are to clap your hands and dance wonders upon Earth. You are to turn dross into gold. You are to turn dark into light. You are to spin the world faster until it knows it is spun gold spinning and winding and weaving into a beautiful rendition of itself. Of you the world sings.

You are the hinge upon which the world depends.

You are a stitch counted and made into a cloak of many colors.

You are not the beggar in rags in a corner.

You are to step out and let the whole world see you as you see the world. You are the transformer of the world. You are to set the world on end. Refurbish it with love. Regard the world with love, and it will be transformed before your very eyes. Am I deluded when I look at what I have created and call it beautiful?

You live in the midst of a miracle, and you think you are in some other zone. Perhaps you lived in gray when all the while the sun was shining its golden light on you. The glory you have not seen, you have not seen, but you are about to see it now. Your eyes will open onto new pastures where flowers bloom all year round, where cows and sheep graze, where peace is.

If the world is a pasture, you are indeed a shepherd. Your thoughts are the flocks you tend to. Your thoughts create woe, and your thoughts create joy. You have learned enough now to create only joy. Has there not been enough woe in the world to last a lifetime? Let there be enough joy to last for the eternity it came from.

From joy you came. You are My Eternal Being of Joy. If you are joy to Me, cannot you be joy to yourself? Love yourself enough, and your neighbor will be joy to you. You will not know the difference between your neighbor and yourself. You will treat all alike, which is to say, you will treat them with the love that is yourself. There is nowhere for love to go but to itself. There is nothing but itself. Love reaches to and from Heaven, which is to say, your heart of Heaven, your heart, a medal from Heaven, your heart a bastion of love, a foray of love, a castle of love without a moat, a ship of love that sails the mighty seas of life, ventures forth in love, casts love, leaves love in its wake, a mighty ship of love that rides in the blue sky, over clouds, each star a port it stops at and leaves off its wares of love, love unabashed, unadorned, pure simple love.

Let your eyes reach the stars. Let your eyes be the stars. Let your eyes open and close once, and your vision will be enhanced and your eyes will sparkle like stars and will sparkle love and more love. Your eyes shine in My love. What else is there for them to shine in and reflect?