Beloveds, beloveds, My name is always ready on the tip of your tongue. It is your natural desire to exalt Me. Meanwhile, I exalt you. Our One Heart pulls us together. We are already together, the strength of the magnet of Our love holds fast. Our love cannot be pulled apart, yet the heart tugs at itself in order to be even closer, even though there is no closer to be.

It is not even that We overlap. We are already One. There is nothing to overlap.

It seems to you that love runs in and out of your heart. Love does flow, yet it never runs out. Don't worry, I have enough love for both of Us, even though there is no both of Us. There is One United God, and I am united with you who are My Very Self. We are enchanted in a love so deep that, although We have all of it, We desire more of it. We desire All That There Is, and that is love, and there is nothing else but love. Love is what there is, and, although love is not owned, We have all of it.

Our love is eternal, and yet it is sought after. It is complete, and yet We want more. What is this longing to be One with That with which We already are One? This must be a mistake of the intellect, and yet it is no mistake. And so We engage back and forth in a love so great that it is eternal and never daunted. My love is not fleeting. Your love seems so to you. You seem to love one day more than another, one person more than another, yet this is illusion or delusion, for love is love, and despite your thinking, you love, and your love has no ups and downs. Cream is cream, or it is not. Love is love, and it can't be anything else.

To love is not second nature. It is your true nature. You are nature. You are the nature you see all around you. Beloveds, you are the fruit of the vine you adore. You see a mirror of yourself everywhere. There is nothing you look at that is not yourself.

In one sense We can say that the villain is yourself, but that is only true in the world of illusion. It is not Truth. You cannot be a villain because you are love. So your sight has faltered, and your imagination grew. You planted a Tree of Good and Evil in your mind, but the tree does not exist except in your imagination. Of course, you have great faith in your imagination. Well, dear ones, imagine something else better worth imagining. When you plant a Tree of Love in your mind, you are not imagining, of course. You are simply reflecting the Mirror of Truth.

I can tell you this again and again until I am blue in the face, and yet you doubt. You have proof for all the indulgence of the World Mind that is convinced of Good and Evil. The world is even smug about this illusory concept. Nevertheless, there is only love which We can signify as Good, and love which you identify as Good can only sprout wings, beloveds. From your observation, you might say that love has gone amiss. From the outside, that's what it looks like, yet love is love and cannot be less than love. Love cannot be damaged.

Your mind has painted pictures of less than love. And you have believed in the pictures more than you believe in the love. Believe in the love, beloveds. Look to it. See it. Love is not amiss. You have seen amiss. If you did not believe in less than love, you would not see less than love. As it is, you have counted on less than love. You have discounted love. You may even have sneered at the idea that love alone is. Change your mind, beloveds. Change it now. Acknowledge the Oneness of Love, and the world will change its mind along with you.