You are more than a Greeting card I give to Myself. You are a Gift I give to Myself. As you have heard along the way, you are a Grand Gift I make, and you are also a Grand Gift I receive as well. Regardless of any outer expression and appearance, you are My Treasure. Make no mistake. I am not a fool. Where does My Heart travel to? Where does My Heart come from, and of what is My Heart made?

Even as you may mistake yourself, all the same, you are My Treasure. You don’t have an obligation to be a buried Treasure. Whether you are stuck in mud or not, you are My Treasure. You are My Treasured Self. You might say you are My Counterpart. The True deal is: What I am, so are you.

Make this known to yourself without delay. What I am, so are you. Know this deep in your Heart.

You tell yourself Stories. There are other Stories you can tell yourself and act on. Life in the world is a Story any way you slice it. Look, Stories are made up.

Look, tell yourself a Story you never told yourself before, and make it come True.

Tell yourself the Truth. You don’t have to caterwaul. You don’t have to exalt yourself either. You exist as much as anyone else. Whatever condition you may see yourself in, you can accept yourself as My Beloved. You are My Beloved. Extend yourself to Me. You know very well that I wish to bring you close to Me. You also know that I also extend Higher than the world. I am naturally Higher than the appearance of the world.

Remember how it is said that when a Stranger knocks at your door, invite the stranger in, for he may be a blessing to you. You never know Who it is knocking on your door. It can be Christ at your door in whatever guise Christ may be wearing.

The same is true for Me. Assuredly, I am at your door, for you and I and Christ and Buddha and Allah and every Great One, by whatever Name, in whatever pose, We are One and the Same if only you had the eyes to see. There are no exceptions.

Knock on My door, and I will welcome you. No matter how you are dressed, it is you who do not know Who You Are. You have no idea. You most are most definitely Soul. You may well surprise yourself as Christ. Hey, you could be Christ in wolf’s clothing.

One day, everyone will recognize himself or herself as Truth. Give yourself a break. Unto Me, a Prince was born. Be it then. Be a Prince. Now give birth to your True Self with the Honor due you.

I created you, this is for certain. I created you in My Image. Now, you can also put your conception of yourself together in My Image. You can be anything you want. You don’t have to follow the crowd, for, following the world, is following the crowd. You don’t have to. Nor are you obliged to follow your supposed past. At whose pleasure do you want to be? the world’s pleasure or Mine?

The thing is that you can have both. Taking Joy in the world isn’t the same as following it. You can take pleasure in the world without imitating it.

You make choices every day. Hark unto yourself, and hark unto Me. Be your own Coat of Many Colors. Be the arrangement you choose to be. Be new in your own eyes. Make more of yourself than you may have made of yourself before. Be the Truth of Me. The world gets by. The world passes for the world.

Hear Me! Getting by is not enough for you.