There is nothing between Us but love. And love is not between Us but of Us. Love is the immutableness of what We are and Who We are. If you could accept a little bit of what I say, if you could accept, really accept, the tiniest fraction of the Truth that you and I are One, you would clearly embody Me already, and Earth would flourish in ways not even fully dreamed of. Whatever your dreams of Heaven on Earth, they fall short. They do not begin to touch the reality of One Heaven/One Earth. I think We will call this exquisite combo Hearth. There will be no need for Heaven to be a haven, for the haven will be life itself. Spas will not be needed. Life itself will be rejuvenating. The water from the faucet will be like wonderful pure sparkling water, delivered from the once Heaven that is now Earth. No one will be able to tell the difference between Heaven and Earth, for they will have become Hearth. No one will ooh and aah and say, “Is this then Heaven?” No one will groan and say, “Is this Earth? Is this all it is?”

The concept of separation will leave. Hearth in every heart will be known. You are on the doorstep, beloveds.

When Reality becomes more than a notion, when you truly conceive it, you will know it. You will live it. You will be the total Oneness of Love. What am I but that? What I am, you are. You simply haven’t noticed. You haven’t believed. It’s not that you have to believe. Belief has nothing to do with it. Belief is something that has to be held on to. You have to let go even of belief and just enter the Knowingness. It is like entering through a door. You can believe all you want about what the room holds on the other side of the door, but when you open the door, when you allow the door to open, then you are inside, and the contents of the room are no longer a secret, nor are the contents dependent upon belief. Belief may have held you in good faith, but now you can touch the trees and eat the apples. Belief is a description. No matter how clear it may be to you, it is fuzzy.

When you enter into the orchard, you know. You are here. You are not even a reflection any longer. You are the real thing. In the orchard of the King, you are the King. The orchard is yours. You are the orchard of My dream come true. Now you know everyone as your Self. Now you know Our Oneness.

Do not fear that there is loneliness in Oneness. Not at all. It is great wealth of companionship, for you are All, and you are One. There is no longer imagined separation. There is much better.

Let’s face it, you would have fled multiplicity long ago if you had only an inkling that Oneness is better. You may give lip service to the idea that Oneness is what you want. You may say you crave it, and yet you hang on to separation as if it were your lifeline.

Love is your lifeline, and love alone, and love knows Oneness, and love knows what Oneness is. Love in parts, love segregated, sure, stratified love has its points, but love intact, love integrated into Oneness is better. Long live the Oneness of love.

Oneness is like a stew. Celery is celery. Potatoes are potatoes. They are wonderful. Each has its precious identity. Yet when mixed with water and other vegetables and spices, raised to a high temperature and stirred together, the separate parts become one wonderful soup. The celery is still there. The potato is still yummy. But all the vegetables have joined forces, and they are now one mix which is to say, not a mix at all but one soup good enough for a King.