I speak in Silence. You understand this, don’t you? It is not even that I have a thought. I am Beyond Thought. Yet, you are meant to hear My Words that arise as if from a fountain. My love radiates. You would say My love vibrates energy. From this energy, those that feel the light tremor construe or translate My energy into thoughts. That’s how it is that I come across to you in language and even many various languages at one time. So, yes, I am an energy that vibrates. I vibrate love. I cannot help it. I am Love, and I do not argue with it. I do not fault it. I do not question it. I accept it.

You are of the same vibration, yet you question your capacity and think too much perhaps about repercussions and a chain of possibilities. Receive My love and allow My love to flow. It will envelop you. It will envelop the world. You will be inundated in My love, and you will flourish and grow in it.

It’s all here. All My love. It is yours. You cannot hoard it, however. You have all of it, yet it does not belong to you. You are a transmitter of My love. You are a teletype machine of My love. In that sense, you are the instrument through which My love passes. My love passes through you out to the world and everyone in the world whether they know it or not. There are no boundaries to My love that pass through you like rays of the sun. There is no down-side to My love, and there is no keeping it to yourself. You are not to sequester My love or file it or put it in a bank vault.

How lovely are the swirling heights you wish to climb. It is a breeze, you know. There is nothing hard or far about rising to where you long to rise. It is a snap. It is a natural unfolding. How does a rose unfold? This is how you fold and unfold and literally find yourself embraced in My heart and embraced to stay.

In one way, then there is nothing for you to do. In another way, there is nothing you can’t do, for whatever exists, you are. You can slip inside the unfolding rose. You can ride the clouds. You can clasp the moon and ride it too. The sun is like your engine and you can wear it like a medallion of yellow topaz. You want to read the stars? You can read the stars and listen to them like a conch. Echelons of light will slide off you and return. You can reach any height you like without effort. You can dabble your fingers in the Indian Ocean or float on the Dead Sea. When I say there isn’t anything you cannot manifest or create, I mean there isn’t anything and everything that you cannot alight on.

You can traverse from Universe to Universe. You can hop a train or a plane. You can transform and transcend. You can feel what it is to be anything you would like, what a spider feels, what a puppy or what a comet feels. You can get into anything. You can transcend anything. You can be as you want to be. You can consciously get into My heart and stay here.

Relinquish the past. Relinquish holding onto anything. Relinquish holding onto things and people and old thoughts. When you relinquish holding on, you are open.

When you relinquish holding on, for instance, you let go of greed. When you relinquish your hold, you automatically let go of many things you have wanted to be free from for a long time.

You haven’t wanted to be greedy or jealous or resentful. You haven’t enjoyed the experience of any of them. The only reason you would cheat or steal comes from a limited idea you have kept to you. You have thought that by stealth, for an example, is the way you can have what you want and/or you think that something is owed you and, therefore, it is supposed to be yours, that you have as much right to it as anyone else who claims it now. I say enough of limited ideas. Relinquish them. Toss them in the wastebasket. Be done with them. Such ideas do not serve you. They are not in your best interest or anyone’s, and therefore not in the interest of the world. Honestly, for your sake, relinquish all such left-over ideas.

Relinquish the idea that you are lacking or forsaken or abandoned. For God’s sake, don’t abandon yourself. Don’t throw yourself into the trash.

All you have to do is to remember Who you really are. You are a fortunate one. Why not see yourself as fortunate? Whatever has gone wrong, plenty has gone right. Confess. Admit it to yourself. No one has to know. No one else. Tell it to yourself, and soon everyone will notice your sterling good fortune.

Your heart has a story to tell. Your heart may rightly feel that you have scrimped on it, for one reason or another. You haven't let your heart be in full bloom. You have contracted your heart. What is big, you have made small, of lesser importance to the mind. The mind has its place. However, the mind was never meant to cramp your heart. In terms of the world, everyone has a heart, yet hearts have been subjected to egregious repression, as if a heart has to be less than it is, as if you are to be a little embarrassed by or ashamed of your seeking heart. Be proud of your heart. Give it the honor it deserves.

It may be true that your heart's work which is to throb has a large playing field. Your heart can go anywhere. Let's face it: Your heart plays a much larger role than you may dare express and expose. Let's right now give 3 cheers for your heart! Let your heart play the music it loves! Let your heart be a heart and not a repressed heart that can only come out on certain established conditions. Your heart is not designed to follow orders. Your heart is designed to be the leader, the initiator of your life.

Your mind is not to outline your life. Oh, no, your life is to be free to follow your heart. Your heart is not meant to have an overseer. Your heart is meant to point the way. Your heart is not made to stay still.

Inestimable is the value of love from your heart to Mine and from My heart to yours. In this equation, love goes to and from everyone on Earth and everyone no longer on Earth, and to everything ever thought of. Love is all-inclusive. Love is no matter what. This is true whether you accept love or not and whether you scoff at the idea of love or not. Oneness means Oneness. No one is left out of Oneness, or Oneness would not be.

Whatever you may think of Me or yourself or anyone or anything, you are deep in My heart. And, no matter, whatever you purport to think, I am deep in your heart. All the rest, whatever you may see as apart from love, is dilly-dallying. You are love. There are no exceptions. You cannot twitter love away.

You construe absence of love and separation from love. This an aberration that shows how little you know. Love may not wave a flag, yet love does not waver. Love is a vibration, and, yes, even the world is made of this holy vibration. Love does not hide from your view. You hide from love. You may even hide from your acknowledgement of love even as it is burgeoning before you.

You will feel love. Love will dawn on you. You will catch on to love in its essence. You will be swept up in love.

Love can be seen in deeds, yet love is not a deed. It is an essence. Love is sacred to every thing, despite the bill of goods you have sold yourself in your attempt to deny love.