Once upon a time, you forgot there was a God and that you and God were intimately connected, that God spoke, and you heard, that you spoke, and God heard your heart and spoke to it. The connection was so intimate that it seemed you didn’t need to speak. All was in perfect agreement. The only message capable of being imparted was: “How much We love. How much love speaks for Us, love that is Oneness, and beyond this feeling We call Oneness.”
Oneness is feeling, and yet it is beyond feeling. It is knowing. It is Oneness Itself. It is beyond closeness, though close it is. It is so close, it is Oneness. We experience Oneness, and yet Oneness is not exactly an experience. Oneness is a non-experience. Oneness doesn’t shift.
And yet in conscious thought, you have drifted away. Only in your awareness have you drifted. You think you are far from shore. You have forgotten that the mighty Ocean brings you back to the shore of its love, My love, never out of reach, never truly forgotten, never out of range. You are plunked squarely in My Heart. You are the very water and waves of the Ocean that propel you to Me and never let you go. We can call it the Tide of Love that brings you Home to My Heart where you have been right along. Nothing can stem this Tide, and there is no drifting. Only in thought can there be. From Me, you cannot depart.
How solidly We stand together amidst this seemingly-forgotten scene, and yet We are far more than a scene. We are far more than an episode. Oneness isn’t little. Oneness is big, and We are it, beloveds. We are Oneness, this marvel We are embraced in, always were, always are. We can be nothing else but Oneness.
Even the water of the Ocean carried in a bottle is still Ocean. No matter how distant the cup of water may seem to be from the Ocean it came from, the water in the bottle and the Ocean Itself are One, one communicable One. Heart waves communicate. A conversation is heard. A willingness and welling of love rise until it becomes clear that there is nothing else in the whole wide world but love, the same love that exists in Heaven. There no longer seems to be a to and fro of love. In silent harmony Oneness rests on Itself. Nothing breaks the Silence, the Silence unspoken, for nothing can be between Oneness, for Oneness Alone Is. Not even words are between. Nothing is between. There is no between. There is Oneness Supreme. There is no un-supreme.
Oneness has no competitor. What could compete and who would want to?
Oneness is not playing solitaire. Oneness is Wholeness all rolled into One. There is no big nor small in Our parlance. There is nothing that is not Oneness. There is nothing more or less. Oneness has no size. There is nothing misunderstood. There is no one to misunderstand. There is simply the Surgence of Love, Love all around, Love encircling Itself, Love as a Whole, the Oneness and Wonderment of Love.
Of Love, Oneness sings. Day or night, Oneness sings. Of course, there is only Day, so to speak, for there is no departure from Oneness, Truth be known. There is no such thing as a fragment of Oneness. Oneness is Oneness and nothing but Oneness, One Beautiful Oneness. Oneness does not come in shards. There are no shards to Oneness. There are no cracks. Oneness by its very nature cannot be broken. I raise My hand, and I announce to you that you are Oneness, and Our Oneness can never be put asunder. Who is there to do such a thing?