God said:
You are I. We are Self-Perpetuating. In effect, We are an Echo of Our One Self. We are a Reverberation. We are Thoughts made from Oneness. We are an Idea, and We are so much more.
On Earth, you present yourself to Me, somewhat as if you were at a cotillion. Yet you are a Princess in disguise who presents her Self as Cinderella. In Reality, you are a Princess who disappears. Just the same, the silver slipper fits. And hearts are true, and love is true and is found everywhere, even in the most unlikely places.
You are a parade of My One Self, a Parade of Oneness on Earth, an unfolding of your One Self. You are like one of those photographs where the shutter keeps clicking. You see the same still photograph fanned out second by second in milliseconds. You had a dream, and I had a dream as well. My dream of you came true. You are illuminated. My Light I bequeathed to Myself in the illusive form of you. You are light and nothing but light.
You are a still photograph of light caught in motion. You are an atom moving and assembling and reassembling. You are My Picture of Love. You go on about the business of life in the world as a shell of your Self, even as the Truth Is You Are Complete, Entire, Wholeness. Life can only count to One.
You seem to be a sequence, yet you are Wholeness. Wholeness is Oneness.