Who can define God? Who can define Love? Who can define Oneness? Who is there to define them?
God, Love, Oneness cannot even be described let alone defined. Describe Me if you can. Describe life, if you can. Describe a moment, if you can. Describe describing, if you can.
Great art and music and literature and babies and leaves on trees come close to describing the Indescribable. Yet even Greatness and Innocence cannot describe the Indescribable. Even Greatness cannot make a dent in that which has no marks on it. Innocence doesn’t try.
Who can poke holes in Being? Who can pinpoint that which is incapable of being pinpointed? Who can peg that which is incapable of being pegged? And yet, and yet…
Who is it who seeks the Unseekable?
The relative world is all talk, beloveds. The Eternal and Infinite have no words and say all. The relative world is a coating. It is an attempt at coating. The world cannot wrap up Silence. Silence is everywhere. Silence is. You are. I AM.
We are motionless, yet We move. We move in Silence, even as We make noise. What sense are the senses except as you love them?
On Earth, you are in a quandary. You confront yourself with mystery. You are a detective trying to detect. You are a Human Being trying to be when Being is what you already are. You walk in the sun on the rotating Earth, and where are you going when there is nowhere to go?
And yet, and yet, you inspire, and yet, you are inspired. Inspiration comes close to discovering the Indefinable you so want to discover.
Ah, beloveds, there is more to you than meets the eye. There is Being alone, and yet there is more to everything than meets the eye. You try to divine the Divine.
In all this scramble on Earth, whatever you think you’re looking for, trying to understand, trying to lift yourself by, you are looking for Me. You look for Me everywhere. I am everywhere, and yet you find Me not. You come across Me all the time, and yet you find Me not. And yet you can find Me anywhere. You can find Me in the park. You can find Me in the cabaret. You can find Me in church. There is nowhere that I cannot be found. You do not have to dig Me out. I am right there and here and everywhere, and yet you seek and seek and find Me not. Or you find Me by chance. You see Me by chance. You feel Me by chance. What you cannot do is make Me appear to you without mystery. Of course, I am already with you, and I am not in hiding.
Are you hiding then? Are you playing peek-a-boo with yourself? Are you putting your light under a mushroom?
Is it that you do not love Me? I love you inalterably. So, come over to Me, and be the One I am. Be the love I am. Be Who I am. Be Me. You know you can have any role you want. You have been playing bit parts. Want to be a Star? Want to shine in the firmament? Not because you want fame or renown or anything at all but to stop acting and just to be Me.
There is no end to the rainbow, beloveds. The rainbow is infinite, and you are already there. Stand up, and declare yourself. The Father is not far from the child. The child stands in the Father’s shoes. He sits in the Father’s chair. The child and the Father are One.