You are worth the whole world to Me. You are the whole world to Me. You are more than that. Indescribable is consciousness, and indescribable is My love for you. Indescribable is love. Love's story can be told. Love can speak for itself, and, yet, who can pluck love out and hold it up and say, "This is what love is."
You can dance around love. You can say how it makes you feel. You can give an example. And yet love is beyond example. Love is not an event, even though it is a lovely event. Love is more than a happening. It is more like an infusion. Love can be seen. It is evidenced. It is mighty, and yet no once can grab hold of love as one might hold up a hare and say, "Here it is. See?"
Love is strong, and yet it is subtler than subtle. Love rings true, and yet no bell can peal it.
What can be said about love that has not been said, and yet all that has been said doesn't even come close. Love speaks not in words. A picture reflecting love can be taken, yet no picture of love itself can be taken.
Love can be remembered. That is, you can think of times when love was rampant in your life. You can stir love in your heart, and yet you cannot demand its presence. You can evoke love and yet not be able to call it forth. You are a yodeler of love, and yet love does not always echo the sounds you make.
Love is not flimflam. Love is not a-will-o-the wisp, and yet love does not stand still. Love is not restless, yet it is always in motion. Love does not latch on, and yet it is invincible.
Beloveds, the strongest love you have ever felt is only a sample. There is more. There is greater love yet.
Love is like angels who visit you and touch you, and yet you see the angels not. You may notice that the angels of love have been there. They dropped off love, and you took it, and yet you don't fully believe it. You believe in love, and yet you don't believe it. You may think that love hops, skips, and jumps when love is your very basis. You live in love so much that you hardly notice. Much like a beautiful view out your window, love becomes the background and you hardly see it anymore.
Love is your right arm. Love is a magic wand. Love can do anything. Nothing else can.
When you don't know what to do, know that you can give love. Know that you have love to give, and give it gladly.
A gift is nothing without love. Without love, a gift is an object. With love, it is transfigured. Even objects know love. Objects know when they are a gift of love.
Love is a gift of the heart. Glorify your life with love. Glorify the world with love. Love is the only power there is. There is no power without love.
Love is the resurrection, beloveds. Love takes all. Love can turn a dandelion into gold. Children all over the world pick dandelions and turn them into gold. The sun dips everything it touches in gold. It dips you in yellow gold. The moon dips you in white gold. Golden are you.
Whatever you see, and whatever you don't see, you are My golden child dipped in the gold of My love. Despite appearances, you can only be My gold, and you can't be anything else.