You have wondered what puppies and kittens think they are and what they think life is about. You have thought how little they comprehend of life's verities. You who scratch only the surface of life wonder how little animals know. And yet the innocent animals have a deeper love of life than many, and it is from them that you learn. Are they not your teachers?

They do not think so much. They enjoy what life gives them. They enjoy the moment that is. They worry not about the future. The past may stick in them but, even if it was difficult, how easily they will skip past it when given a chance. Yet all the chances life has presented you, and, no matter what, still you hold on to the past as though it were a banner before you.

Your intellect is wonderful, don't misunderstand, but how you use it is not always wonderful. Your intellect goes around in circles when it needs to widen its circle and branch out. Your intellect has too often been like the scientist who is sure he knows ahead of time how his experiment will come out. And so he is bent on one conclusion, and not so much on possibility.

Your intellect dismisses too much. Its mind is often made up ahead of time. And so the intellect has closed its eyes to what may be right before it if only it could see. The intellect has put up detour signs right and left and has followed a path narrower than it is capable of.

We can say that you have two paths. One, the intellect. The other, the heart. There is no law that says they cannot be side by side. But often the world has told you to follow your intellect. You get good marks in school when you do. And often your heart is neglected, put aside until it is weakened through disuse. How much or little has the world cared about your heart?

If only hearts were honored like the intellect.

But who is the you that tends to go with the intellect more than the heart? So, then, there is yet a factor greater than your intellect or your heart.

That even deeper factor of you is like a time-released vitamin tablet, only this one is lifetime, lifetimes. This is the you of you. This ultimate you is closer to the heart than it is to the intellect, and yet it is still beyond the heart. We could say that the heart is its courier. I do not know at this moment what to say the intellect is.

This deeper realm of you is often called the soul. Am I your soul? We could also say that it is your soul that ever seeks to find its way back to Me, and yet it is not so clear as that for all souls. And yet your soul longs to find itself reflected across the universe.

Is it soul that the heart longs to find? Is your heart the seeker of your soul, and your intellect the disbander of the search? Or is your intellect another way to the soul? When the intellect is not too much in love with itself, it is.

Widen your search for the soulness of you. Within you lies My greatness, and within you also lies your greatness. Only your greatness is not always, or often, what the world might say it is. Have you been seeking false prophets in the world when your flaming soul offers you so much more from within?