Diane to God:
Dear God, the August 16 Heaven brings up my musing about You and your location. Inside, outside or both? I like talking to You as if You are a separate entity. I also like feeling You as an integral part of me and empowering my being from the inside. Could you shed some light on these ideas? Thank You.
God to Diane:
More than both. More than both is everywhere. More than both is One. Actually, I am not located. Vastness cannot be pointed at.
Enjoy Me any way you enjoy Me.
Look into My eyes without, and look into My eyes within.
I alone am.
Talk to Me.
Hear My thoughts.
I give them to you.
I ladle them onto you.
You are My thought, and My thought thinks of Me.
As I told My son, John M., We play peek-a-boo.
The thing to know is that you will always find Me.
I will not hide from you.
It is you who covers her eyes.
I do not cover Mine.
Have fun discovering Me and finding Me in unlikely places.
I am an Easter egg hunt. Look everywhere. Keep looking. Sometimes what is right in the open is harder to see.
Gloria to God:
Then is everything myself? Does something else appear to exist because I see it that way?
God:
All is light. Vibrating light. Emanating light. Light compacts and takes on form. The table is one molded form of My light. Your hand another. Light forms colors, and light forms shapes. But there is one light. One Light.
Each form of My light is lit.
I look out through your eyes. I see Myself. I am the Looker, the Looked For, and the Looked At. Yes, all you see is yourself. I see Myself.
It is a little like cake batter. Within the batter are eggs and flour and milk. But the eggs are not eggs anymore, but what else can they be? The flour is not flour anymore, but yet is the flour something else? Where is the milk? Can it be seen as milk? It can be seen as batter. The eggs, flour, and milk are a one indivisible whole. They cannot be separated.
So it is something like that with My children and the universe, except the inseparable batter came first. You may say, hey, I am an egg. You may say you are an egg all you want, but I, God, see the batter.
Have I mixed a metaphor? In any case, you get My point. We are One, and We cannot be taken apart.
Gloria:
How did we humans — how did I — get so far away from truth?
God:
Say you were not looking. Say you were hiding. Say you bought the advertising around you. Say you believed what you were taught. Say you ran away. Say you went in a different direction. But no matter, you can only imagine you go far. There is no distance to go. You are right where you always were. You were right where I always am.
Gloria:
I feel the same as Diane. I like You outside me, far wiser and big-thinking. I like to think of You as inside me also. I realize I like to think of You as You inside me. I don't want it to be just me.
God:
Think of it as if you are connected. Inside, outside, doesn't matter. You are connected. You are more than connected. Yes, you are connected to Wholeness, but Wholeness is also what you are. In truth, there is no difference, inside or outside. It is just a manner of speaking.
You know Greatness exists. And you know that Greatness can exist within you. The illusion is that you are anything but Greatness. Believe in the Greatness more than you do in that little self that carries Greatness around. Think of Me a lot, and the speck of individuality takes its rightful place. The false identity of individual self recedes until only Greatness recognizes Itself. Everywhere.