What would it take for you to be happy? All the happiness in the world doesn't seem to last long or long enough. The things and occurrences that give you happiness seem to wear out. This is the relative world, beloveds.
You look forward so much to springtime, and then even springtime loses its glamour for you.
If you live where summer is year round, you may even miss the seasons you thought you didn't want.
The thing is that all the happiness in the world is only happiness in the world.
Truly, I do not tell you to forsake the happiness of the world. I tell you to gain the greater happiness that stays. The world offers you bits and pieces. I offer you Wholeness. I offer you a place that you will never tire of. What I offer you will never become old hat. It never becomes less. In fact, it becomes more and more. What I offer you becomes you.
There is always more of it. There is utterly more. In the world, there is not enough, and you need more and more.
In the underpinnings beyond the world I speak of, you also want more and more, and there IS more and more. Even when you are full, you want more and more. In the depths I speak of, less and loss do not exist, and yet you are eager for more. Bright-eyed, you are eager for more.
What is this more you crave? It takes up no space. It is not accomplishment. It is a forever field of the vitality of existence. It is deep, and it is far and wide. It is your awareness of the simplicity of Our arrangement, beloveds, and yet it is not an arrangement. It is the flowers not yet picked. It is the blossoming. It is like the sap rising in a tree. It is life before it becomes manifest. It is your Oneness, beloveds. It is your chosen Oneness. I also chose it, you could say. I set Myself in a congregation of love, and you joined the chorus. My voice of you joined My chorus.
There is no disjoining.
It is a question of your entering the field where flowers bloom. It is like you come to visit, yet it is only your awareness that visits. The actuality of you sits in My heart always. There is no departure, beloveds, and yet you experience arrival. You ride the train, beloveds, that you don't even know you are on. You take steps to Me even though there are no steps to take.
Yes, I am your Essence, and yet you are an essential part of Me. I AM whether there is Creation or not. I exist no matter what, and you exist no matter what.
We are Being. We are existence itself. We are the flower before it bursts into bloom, and We are the flower as it bursts into bloom. And We are the flower that seeds and is reborn, even as We were birthed long ago and never were unborn.
We are beyond knowledge. We are the knowingness of Beingness. We are the surge of life. We are its proponent. In stillness, We move without ever moving. We are One, and never anything else.
A movie says We are many things. And yet a movie can only be displayed on a screen. On a screen, there are images. They are images of the real thing which is much more than what is shown on the screen. What is on the screen can only be illusion. What is on the screen is a skit. Or a drama. Or a song. Or a dance. And yet behind the screen, beyond the movie reel, real life doesn't miss a beat, and you know the beauty and love of existence as only the One of Us can know it.