What if you really are all right? Whatever the past has been, whatever you have perceived, what if you perceive differently now? What if I tell you that I erase the slate of the past, and it no longer belongs to you. It never did belong to you, you understand. Words may have come from your mouth, your hands taken action, your heart sickened with fear or anger, and yet I tell you unequivocally that that was not you. It decidedly was not you. You attributed it to you, the world may have attributed it to you, and I tell you now that it was not you.
In any case, I have erased the slate clean, and now so must you let this perpetuity of the past go. Poof. It is gone.
You were not so bad, my dear loves. Even your errors were not so bad. Let your heart of love for yourself be strong. Let the lesser actions of the past crumble, and your heart be strong.
Despite whatever crimes you hold against yourself, of omission or commission, let them go now. A Higher Power tells you to let go of them. You have been punished enough for what was not you, and you have punished yourself enough for what was not you.
What do you think is better to give the world? Pain of regret and sorrow, or joy of stepping forward now onto a new plane of life? Choose, beloveds. Stop choosing actually. Just come with Me and go the way I take you.
Throw away the past. It is of no good to you. It is the past. It has had its teeth into you. Pat the past goodbye and enter with Me now to where you would love to be.
I take you to a new meeting ground. The past does not exist here. There is no place for the past here. The past weighs you down. It doesn't belong to you. It never did. Leave it. Scatter its ashes, and come onto the new grass with Me where we shall build a new structure for you to perceive as I would have had you perceive all along.
Your perception was always amiss.
You were never correct in the first place. Cease accusing yourself. Well, you never were correct unless you perceived the joy I gave to you, and you gave to Me.
Never mind your errors. You saw awry. That was your crime, beloveds. You saw mistakenly and so you acted mistakenly. Be done with that now.
Beloveds, even the beauty of the past, you cannot keep. It has to fly away as well, and now you make new beauty. I don't care who or where you think you were or where you think you are now, you are to create new beauty.
I ask you only to create that which you are capable of creating, and that is beauty and love. Where there is not love, put love anyway. Wash the windows of your mind so that when you look out, you will see better than you have ever seen before. I do not speak of flash, you understand.
If you were a car, I am not talking about your shiny appearance, nor am I talking about the mud the tires may have accrued nor your mileage. I am not talking about the upholstery. I am talking about the heart of you, that fine engine I created and placed in you. It matters not how fast you have sped, or how slow you have gone. It matters not what roads you went down or what roads you did not.
What matters is what gear you enter now and where you take off for.
I invite you to come to Me, just as you are. If you have flat tires, I will put air into them. If you need oil, I will anoint you with oil.
You must excuse yourself from the past. Right now, if you please.