We are entangled, and it is lovely, the entanglement We are in. In Our love, We are embraced. We are so embraced that We are One. We are One Lovely Entanglement. Who can say that the waves of the Ocean are separate from the Ocean? The waves cavort on the surface, and yet the waves are manifestations of the Ocean. I think the waves sport on the top of the Ocean. They sure like to have fun.

Now, you, splash on the surface of the Ocean, and have fun. No longer think for even one moment that you are here riding the waves in order to suffer. No, beloveds, you are to leap in love and show the world how to leap high. You are to cry out: “Fun, fun, fun.”

Riding the waves is meant to be fun and nothing but fun. Who invented the concept of suffering, loss, detriment etc.? Who accepted it? I never said that you, My children, flesh of My Spirit, were to suffer. Will you get away from the idea of suffering, and so suffer not? In life, you go through a deck of cards. The Jack of Spades is not to call suffering to you. Each card offers you something. Neither storm nor death is to deter you from the delight of life. No one told you that there would not be such things as loss of limb and life. The point is that you are a dolphin leaping the water. You have life. Think about that. You have the sport of Kings.

From the Ocean you leapt, and to the Ocean you return. You are forevermore in the Ocean. The depths and heights are both yours.

The seeming tide of life does not have to overwhelm you. Part the Ocean as you would part your hair. In terms of life, there is no parting. Always you swim the depths. You could not leap the heights unless you came from the depths.

You are the real thing, beloveds. What do you think it means that you were made in My image?

And yet you play peek-a-boo with yourself. You, who swim in and out of the Ocean, as it were, never leave it. You Who are the Ocean are the Ocean forever. You are not a stranger to the Ocean. You are the Ocean’s own. The Ocean wants you to splash in it. The Ocean is yours to splash in. Of course, I could say We are the Ocean to swim in. We are the Ocean, and yet, in order for you to hear Me, I say you, and I say I. I do this full well knowing that We are One, and that this is the whole story. We are one. That is the whole grammar. We can’t be other than One, and yet We say We when all the while, We are One and nothing but One, so help Me God.

We are pledged to Our Oneness. There is nothing else to pledge to. There is nothing else that amounts to a hill of beans. There is no Jack and Jill. There is no pail of water. There is nothing but the Oneness of Us which is One.

The One Who speaks is the One Who listens. Speaker and hearer are One. Author and reader are One. The Sun shines, and the Moon is the reflection of the Sun, and the Stars are a million Suns sparkling in the sky, and who enjoys the Sun more than We? And Who is more enjoyed than We?

What can compare to the Oneness of Us when We are One and there is nothing else but Our Oneness?