I love to hear My name from your lips. An utterance formed by your heart, issued by the mind, tongue and lips. You call for Me, and I am already here, but I turn My face towards you fully, and We look into each other's eyes.

Sometimes you do not see Me. Your heart flails, and you say, "God, where are You?" And all the time I am right here, square in front of you, square in your consciousness.

Despite your distractions, your heart and mind are much directed toward Me. Some kind of awareness of Me is always with you. You may know it as longing as much as you know it as fulfillment.

We take a walk together. Only sometimes you forget that We hold hands. You are so awash in My love that sometimes you forget to notice it.

We walk together, and when you call out My name, you are squeezing My hand, and you are reminding yourself Whose hand you hold.

You long to be My child, which you already are.

You long to be with Me, which you already are.

You long to be uplifted, and you already uplift.

There is no end to you just as there is no end to Me.

You who have always been are just beginning to notice your existence. Your existence has made no sense to you. But you are beginning to wind up your consciousness and to rediscover our total Oneness.

You explore that which you already have. You explore that which you already are. You are My seed that I planted on Earth. Tell Me, what can you be but My wondrousness? You cannot be less. You cannot be more because you are all that there is. There is more of you for you to notice, that's all.

You have made yourself a closet that you wade through. You go deeper. You go past the frilly dresses. You are the very substance that you seek. You have closeted yourself.

It is as if you live in a dark age when all the time you are lightness yourself. You light up the closet, and you find more of yourself. You will discover your light, and you will blaze it across the universe for all to see, but your real aim is for Me to see you, which I already do. My light in you is precisely what I see.

Exonerate yourself.

Explode My light. Burst it forth. Whose light does the Sun shine? It knows its light is not its own. That is how it can shine it. Nothing belongs to the Sun but its joy in giving light. And you are coming to be like the Sun who shines My light for all.

The Sun lights up the world with My light. My light directly from Me to you lights up your eyes and heart with My unabashed love. My love is the ocean that picks you up and tosses you upon the waves of Heaven. My love brings you Heavenward to yourself.

I want you to know yourself as I know you. I know the truth of you. Now is time for you to know My truth which is the truth of you. You are My love wrapped in a Human form. See My love more than the form. See Me. See yourself.

I love to hear My name from your lips. An utterance formed by your heart, issued by the mind, tongue and lips. You call for Me, and I am already here, but I turn My face towards you fully, and We look into each other's eyes, and you begin to know yourself beneath your exterior. You begin to appreciate more of yourself who is inevitably Myself for all the world to see.