You are a seed that is sprouting. And yet you expect yourself to be full-grown right now. You are impatient for your evolution. But you cannot evolve without evolving. The end result is not what you are here for. You are not here on earth to finish up as quickly as you can. Life is not a tortilla that you just flip over quickly and fold over and be done with.
Will you conceive of life as a pleasure?
Are you not in the midst of a story, where more is happening all the time and you are finding more out every moment? You do not know the denouement. What does the denouement have to do with you? That is not what you are here for. The ending is only another page anyway. You are off the page.
Are you not digging for gold in your life? Even when you find the gold, you are not done. You are ever turning over the gold and yourself in the light so that new facets appear.
You who are unchangeable change before your very eyes.
You are like bread dough, and life the hands that knead you.
You are rolled over again and again.
You are clay that is being molded, and yet you mold yourself.
The life before you is yours.
At one time you are in a mystery. Another time in a romance. Another in a war story. Another in a travelogue. Another in poetry. And back again. And you are you, changeable at the same time you are unchangeable. The fact of you is eternal. The manner of you is hither and yon.
Life is a current thing. And you are current in it.
Will you hold life precious? Yours and others? Will you hold this whole process of discovery precious? Will you learn from it and teach by your presence?
Everyday you are unfolding life. It is a present you open. It is a book you read. It is a tale you tell.
This thing called life. It is magnanimous. It is a hive of activity and it is a hub of silence. You can't quite catch up with it. It is always before you, this thing called life. Even while you are in the midst of it, you are an observer. Yes, you are the actor and the audience. There is nothing you are not, and yet there are new fields before you.
You and life are precious, and precious to Me. I founded you, and you are the apple of My eye. You are My namesake.
And you are a hunter and a forager. You look for more when you are the more.
What I bonus I gave you when I gave you earth to play in. I didn't give it to you to worry in. From playground, it has become battleground, and you a battler in it. You feel you battle something every day. Now, be an unbattler. Be a peace-giver. Peace is your natural state, but that doesn't mean you stay still.
Do not dispel your energy. Let it emanate. Do not be proliferate with your energy. Keep it as you radiate it. Or give it back to Me, the One Who rejuvenates you.
You have either made too much of life or not enough. I say this with great love for you who feel you are in the wilderness.
You have more of life to enter into.
Be the center of the eddy. The peripheral and the center are one and the same, but one is far-flung and the other revolves where it is, never out of itself, never far away.
I am telling you that this life you often despair of is a great gift to you. It is a bonus. It is a reward to you. And you are a reward to it.
Enter this day with great anticipation, for I give you a new day today.