You do not begin to perceive or even conceive the strength you have, the strength you ARE. You are mighty.
 
In retrospect, you do have an idea of this, of what you have been through, and how you withstood it, and, here you are, still standing. From the point of life on Earth, you have been through a lot, pursued by death, accident, lack, love lost and so on.
 
In actuality, you haven’t gone through anything at all except the ideas you have.
 
Science has said that the human eye sees things upside down and, yet, you perceive images right side up. In terms of your perspective on life, you see life cattywampus. The Reality is right-side up, yet you see life in a dramatic way. You are quite a playwright. You think you put two and two together. You may, indeed, yet not correctly. I know this because you experience suffering and love lost and all the occasions that break your heart.
 
When you see from a wider perspective, you know that broken hearts come from a misunderstanding. When you see from a higher perspective, you will dance along in life and let go of holding onto all the tempests. As it is, when you see a tempest, you react to a tempest. If you see a sprinkle of rain, you react to a sprinkle. You respond as to how you see it. Who has not, on occasion, been startled by his own shadow?
 
You have made a habit of this, for everything that seems to injure you is not capable of it.
 
You rise to your true status when you perceive life as not so powerful and difficult as you have previously perceived it. By and large, your present perception sees danger, whereas there is no danger. Even if your body were blown to smithereens, nothing has happened to you. Then will you know that nothing happened to you at all. To your body, yes, and there will be mourners.
 
In Heaven, you recognize fully that the transportation you called your body wasn’t you at all. Your body is a wonder to behold, yet it is a rental car and not essential to you nor worth anything near the Real You. The body can only be a stand-in image of you, more on the order of a wind-up toy.
 
Oh, yes, precious to you is life, and precious to all who care about you. Yes, you were seen in the mirror and in the eye of the beholder. It was all a fake, a movie reel in which everyone thought he saw himself yet had forgotten himself. Your body was interpreted as a semblance of you while it could only be a pencil-drawing of you, yet, while you rode around in your body, this pencil-drawing was most valuable to you. You would go to great lengths to protect it.
 
Now, you, without your body, you, needing no body, know what’s what. The essence of you is no longer held prisoner in a body image. You can fly! You fly to Heaven which I insist you never left. It was a dream, beloved, from which you wake up one way or the other and not worse for wear. You learn a lot.
 
And, for the many who continue to equate themselves with their bodies, enjoy the experience. Enjoy the beautiful pictures of nature I have provided. Enjoy rubbing noses. Enjoy your experience of swimming in the ocean. Learn and keep experience alive in the world. It’s like you’re on tour, traveling somewhere, coming back from somewhere, going somewhere else, even as your true destination is with Me.
 
Once again, I tell you, you were never anywhere except with Me.
 
Enjoy the book you are reading or the movie you see, and know what a great dramatist you are and all the stage plays you cook up.