When you feel love in your heart, you have located yourself. You have found out where you are. Not where you might be or would like to be but exactly where you are. That is all that happens when you acknowledge the love in your heart. You locate yourself. You make a dot on the map of life pointing to where you stand. Is this not a wonderful thing? To find where you are?
And when you discover that you are standing at the pinnacle of a universe of love, then, are you not identifying who and what you are? That same love you feel in your heart — that is who you are. That is you. It really is you, and it really is I. What a power We are, We Who are made of love! And all are made of love.
The universe did not arise before love was known. The universe was made of love. Love manifested the universe. Nothing else did. It was not a disagreeable thing for the universe to be created. It was not a punishment for the world to arise. It was an act of love. Creation was not meant to dissemble you but to share you so that everything known could be seen. You already knew everything. But now, since the materialization of life on earth, you can see and touch and talk about all manners of things. You are what you always were, but now you are visible everywhere in one form or another. We can say you were formatted for earth. When you were born, the crucible of love formed you into an embodiment of love itself called Human Being.
Life on earth was not intended to be a place to learn worry and woe. It wasn't a place for the undoing of you or interment. It was a place for the revealing of you.
Reveal yourself to yourself. Here's how: The more you reveal love, the more you return to your original state. The more love that is manifested through you, the less necessary becomes ego. The less crucial your need for the illusion of individual identity, the more manifest am I. You take off your cloak, and I am revealed. You reveal Me. You are the revealer of Me. Because of you, God is remembered on earth.
This is how you lose yourself to find yourself. Of course, never were you lost, nor never can you be. When all is said and done, nothing has happened. Yet something happened. You came into being. And you played your song on the stage of life. You sang it for all you were worth. But, of course, you did not know your worth so you sang for all you thought you were worth.
Now that you are more aware of Truth, you will sing more boldly. You will be enrapt in song. It will matter less to you what someone else might make of your song. You will remember that you sing for Me, and you sing of Me as well. You will sing for Me alone. A chorus of voices and varied tunes all sing the same song. How can that be? But that is how it is. You are all notes of My song, and there is nothing else for you to sing, and no one else to sing it to. You who are My song sing it for Me.