From the inner workings of your heart comes the outer play of life. Upon so much of your heart rests the world. The world is dependent upon you. The world takes a picture of your heart and shows it to you. If you truly wish to uplift the world, then uplift your heart. You have thought that your heart is dependent upon the world. To some degree that is true, yet the world begins with you. The world is your disciple, so to speak. You set the tone for the world. Sing a merry tune.
Of course, the world is dependent upon your thoughts, your moods, your love. Everything is dependent upon your love. You are dependent upon your love. Your love sets the course for the world. Your love is like the sun setting out every morning. Your love peeks over the horizon. What is so hard about sharing love and making it apparent in the world?
You have been holding back. You have been waiting for the world to fill you with love when it is you who is to fill the world with love. You are like a horse waiting for the carriage to move forward.
The resplendence of the world waits for you. The well-being of the world is your responsibility. Lay out a blanket of your love for the world. Open the shades of the world, and look upon it, and see that it is good.
You oil the gears of the world. More than that, the world does not exist without you. You are the spinner of the world. If the world were a loom, you are the weaver. If the world were a cloth, you are the one who sews the cloth. You are the cabinetmaker of the world. You are the artist and musician of it.
The world is not as you thought. It is the cushion you sit on, yet you are the maker of the cushion. You are the dance teacher of the Universe. You twirl the world. You show it how. You are the spinner at the spinning wheel. You are the nutrition of the world. You feed the world. You supply it with its wealth. You make the world happen, and happen it does. You report the world. You, the reporter, the describer of the world, are also its energizer.
The world contributes to your story, and yet you are the motivator of the world. True, the world is for you, and yet you are for the world. You are more for the world than the world is for you. Which came first? You or the world? The tale is that the world came first for you to inhabit it, as if there were time and sequence. The world was spread out for you. Yet who tends the vineyard? Who picks the grapes? Who eats them? Who spits out the seeds, or chews them, or decides to dry the grapes and call them raisins? Who winds up the world and makes it run?
Of course, your arrangement with the world is reciprocal. The light you shine on the world casts its light on you. The shadows you cast on the world cast their shadows on you. It is up to you to make the world harmonic. The world plays the tune you give it. Get up now and enjoin the world to make merry at no expense to anyone. Lay out a royal carpet. Make the world a nice place for everyone to walk on. Make the grass green and the sky blue. Make a rosy sun to shine on all.
This is how you make the world.