When you are sleeping in bed at night, you are really awake. You are as awake as ever, for even when you are wide awake, there is a part of you that is still asleep. Part of you wants to keep sleeping and not wake up. You may desire the wakefulness of pure enlightenment, yet you continue to snooze a little longer, and then you get up and take care of what has to be taken care of, and yet you move as a sleepwalker. You go from one bedroom of sleep to another.
Fully awake, you would be awake. You would have an energy of awareness that presently wanders off. This is something like when you are very tired, and yet you don't realize how tired you are. It is the same in that you don't quite realize how unawake you are even when you think you are awake.
Of course, you can only be as you are. I am not asking you to strive. I am asking you to be aware. When you are tired, you come from that place of tiredness and rest. And when you are awake, you will naturally come from that state of wakefulness.
You can not wrench off the blindfold from your eyes. It has to come off as if it were of its own accord. Of course, it is with your accord and Mine, and yet the blindfolds wait until a precise moment. It is as when an orchestra plays, and everyone waits for the crescendo, waits for what it knows is coming, and at that hovering moment, NOW the crescendo, NOW the crescendo that all ears have been waiting for.
I have been waiting for you most of all. I have been waiting for some time. I wait with anticipation. I wait with certainty. I do wish you would wake up soon, yet I don't mind waiting for what I know is going to come. My certainty precludes the possibility of impatience. I know so well the crescendo that you are on the verge of. All the instruments of music that you are will come together. There will be that moment of pure silence, and suddenly NOW the crescendo bursts forth.
Beloveds, you are all going to go off like firecrackers!
And then there will be the day when everyone will be awakened. No more firecrackers left to burst, and yet the crescendo of light will continue. The light will get brighter and brighter. There will always be more light and more until there is such brightness that no dark is ever seen again. No dark will ever block the light again, and still the light gets brighter and brighter.
All My children will stand in the light of themselves, and the world will be bright, and love will be bright. There will be cymbals banging light! This is when the somersaults begin! Everyone will be a tumbler, and everyone will bounce high. There will no longer be a ceiling on light at all. All the light will go on forever, assuredly reaching to the highest Heaven. There will be no difference between Heaven and Earth. No longer will anyone be able to discern a difference that never was there, except in blinded discernment.
As it has been, beloveds, you may have all been more awake in sleep than in activity during the day. When you are sleeping at night, you may be busy resetting your light. You may be traveling to far-off places, you who surpass your physical existence by leaps and bounds. Of course, all is within you, so you do not have to travel at all, yet it seems like you are traveling. You are certainly traveling beyond the accepted restrictedness. Soon all boundaries will fall away from you, and you will be the crescendo you hear.