Wildflowers and Lambs

God said:

You are all wildflowers growing in a meadow. You sprout up, and you turn toward the Sun. You are from seed scattered on earth, and one way or another, you grow. Wherever you find yourself, you flourish. You do it because flourishing is your natural state, and it is also the gift you give.

Flourishing is growing. You never finish flourishing. Even your demise is a flourishing. Of course, there is no demise, but I speak in the common terminology of man so that I may be heard. This is the only explaining of Myself I will give.

I meet you where you are. I look into your eyes from whatever height you are standing. I do not stand on ceremony. You can reach Me from wherever you are. I am not elitest. I make no exceptions. There is no one to except. I certainly don't leave you out.

How would I be known except for you? Who would know Me if there were no one to know? So, I created you. And so now I look at Myself and feel resurgence of great joy.

Would you not have great joy if you knew you were gazing upon Me now? Gaze within.

I turn Myself inside out. I am seen from every angle. Your vision may sometimes be distorted, but I am not. I am God Almighty, and I rest in you. I invoke Myself in you.

When you feel stirred, I am stirring you. All of your life is My stirring you. And so I stir Myself.

When you know joy, you are knowing Me. When you know joy, I am experiencing Myself.

When you know less than joy, you have become entranced with something else. Don't tell Me you're not. For a moment or two, you forget about Me. You forget Our allegiance. You forget the reality of Our Oneness. I have gone out of your mind. That is the only place I can go out of. You can only forsake Me in your awareness, and I can never forsake you.

Our covenant is unforsakable. Our covenant was written in permanent ink and can never be erased, dissolved, undone. It cannot be retracted. You cannot retract it. And nothing you do retracts it. You can tear it up, but it is never torn. You can burn it, but it re-ignites in your heart. You can hide it, but it is always found. You can run away from it, but you cannot escape. The name of Our covenant is Heart's Desire. What else is it that you seek?

You thought Our covenant had other names. None of the other names are true. There is no flier to Our contract that speaks of Judgment, Punishment, or any of those erroneous words. Fictitious are they.

You are My handclasp. You are My troth. You are My beloved, and that is all there is to it. There is nothing more to say. That is the sum total. You are My beloved. You are My eternal beloved. I love you as Myself. You are Myself.

But you see yourself as a bleating lamb that has wandered off somewhere, got caught on a fence, and doesn't seem to know what to do, doesn't understand what has befallen, doesn't know what to make of it.

But the shepherd will come. The shepherd saw the lamb wander off. The shepherd never was vacant from the lamb. And when the lamb knows he is found, his heart will leap, and he will leap, and all is well. All was always well right along. Only the awareness was missing.

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You are all wildflowers.You sprout up, and turn toward the Sun.

God said:

How would I be known except for you? Who would know Me if there were no one to know?

So, I created you. And so now I look at Myself and feel resurgence of great joy.

Would you not have great joy if you knew you were gazing upon Me now? Gaze within.

I turn Myself inside out. I am seen from every angle.

I am God Almighty, and I rest in you.

I invoke Myself in you.

Our covenant is unforsakable.

Our covenant was written in permanent ink and can never be erased, dissolved, undone. It cannot be retracted. You cannot retract it. And nothing you do retracts it. You can tear it up, but it is never torn. You can burn it, but it re-ignites in your heart. You can hide it, but it is always found. You can run away from it, but you cannot escape. The name of Our covenant is Heart's Desire. What else is it that you seek?

You are My handclasp. You are My troth. You are My beloved, and that is all there is to it. There is nothing more to say. That is the sum total. You are My beloved. You are My eternal beloved. I love you as Myself. You are Myself.

But you see yourself as a bleating lamb that has wandered off somewhere, got caught on a fence, and doesn't seem to know what to do, doesn't understand what has befallen, doesn't know what to make of it.

But the shepherd will come. The shepherd saw the lamb wander off. The shepherd never was vacant from the lamb. And when the lamb knows he is found, his heart will leap, and he will leap, and all is well. All was always well right along. Only the awareness was missing.

Mary had a little lamb, and this day his heart did leap!

from Heavenletter #3405:
http://heavenletters.org/your-dancing-is-good.html

"Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow, and everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go." Are you not My lamb who follows Me? I lift you in My arms. You are stationed in My heart, and yet I lift you to My heart.

You are at the summit of My heart. Only seemingly are there ships full of seeming immigrants riding the waves to Me. Only in your awareness are you immigrating. And yet awareness is key.

Awareness is good enough. Let's play Our little game of hide-go-seek. I always find you. You always find Me. This is a game for that very reason. It's a game. We know it's not serious. We have fun. I am going to catch you. I am going to catch your awareness. I am swooping up your awareness right now. I gather it. I drape it. I lasso it. You are caught now.

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You ran the un-runnable race before you knew you had started. Before you knew, the race was over. You won it. You have already attained the goal you seek. Beloveds, there is no running to do. There is recognition to make. There is realization to realize.

You do not have to seek your way Home, for you are Home. All the skirmishes are no more than your laggard beliefs in false idols. You are simply behind the times.

The waltz is over, and there is nowhere to go but where you are. And now the band starts up again, and you dance for the fun of it. You dance for the music of it. You dance to the rhythm of My heart, and your dancing, beloveds, your dancing is good.

The Creator asks you to create. I ask you to travel to the Highest Heaven. Of course, this is no traveling at all. Or, if it is traveling, it is traveling in place, beloveds.

You reach for that which is already in your hand.

 

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