God said:

Beginning today, no longer are you to be on the verge of your Great Discovery. Now, today, dally no longer. Jump in. Now, today, you are to enter Life with both feet. No longer do you sit down at the Table at the Grand Feast of Life and not pick up your fork.

It’s true that I repeat Myself, yet never do I wander. I make no bones about My beckoning to you. I do not fiddle around. I adhere to the Truth. You can say I persist. Now, in My Steadfastness, I set an example for you.

Winston Churchill and I are both in agreement about going forward without ever even one moment of giving up so easily. For you, too, conceding defeat within Our Jurisdiction is not even a possibility. It is inconceivable. Winston Churchill holds firm. He never thinks: “Whose responsibility is this anyway? Should I find a way to get out of this, or shall I forge through?”

Churchill found his way, and he burst through boundaries. He put boundaries in their place. He allowed himself the freedom to reach his goals. Ever he forged through. This is your next step, My darlings.

Too many of My children may say: “Later, God, if you don’t mind. I like to have my prerogatives laid out all ahead of me lined up in a row.”

God said:

Yes, what a miracle Life is, and what a miracle you are. Have you obtrusively held the idea that you are a sluggard? Come now, let Me wake you up.

You are a Font of Knowledge Complete. You have it all. Somewhere within you, you have it all. Within you, you are missing nothing. Within you, you have full recognition of your Full Value. You may hedge around this, but what is hedging but not quite looking at the Wholesomeness that you are? Be done with limited awareness that holds you back.

You are complete. You may on occasion see yourself in shambles, yet you are not in shambles and cannot be in shambles. Your intellect has been scrounging around. Your mind is a wonderful thing, yet your mind is not everything. All is contained within you whether you grasp this or not. Likely, you don’t grasp. Nevertheless, somewhere within you, your heart hears your mind’s thoughts. And so, your heart takes a leap upward or downward.

How profound are your heart and mind as they bounce off each other, as if they are to spar instead of being great friends. What a stir in the Universe you create. You are a creator as well. Alas, too often you create doubt and puzzlement.

There is nothing you cannot create. Look, you have created a mess or two, have you not? Tell me then what you could not create? If you can create a tempest in a teapot as well as you do, you can dream and spatter paint. If you can do these, what Beauty can you not create in this moment before you right now?

God said:

You have heard the advice: “Don’t be on a fool’s errand.”

You may look at this guidance in several ways. One way is: What else is there in the temporal Life on Earth but a fool’s errand? HA HA!

All the running around you do and all the dreams you dream, and soon or late, dreams change their appearance, and, soon or late, you walk out of this worldly Life and wave a fond good-bye and enter the Highest Heavens which, I remind you -- you have never left.

To enter the Highest Heavens is everyone’s Destiny.

At the same time as this is true, you do not always feel confident in your Destiny. Regardless, you are on a Divine Quest. As you seek, so shall you find. I am wanting to clarify that in your seeking intimate and ultimate Truth, you are not a fool, and Life cannot quite be a fool’s errand, for your God’s Honest Truth will come to you.

That which you seek is your Self, beloveds. Whatever quest you may believe you are on, no matter how worthy-seeming or worthless-seeming, it is your Self you are seeking. To seek your Self – this is great privilege and happiness. As you come closer to your Holy Self, the greater the mastery you reveal. Closer to your Self are you as you continue in Life. Surely you will come to see your growth. Hail to you, Beautiful Soul of Mine.

Living Life on Earth is your project. Everyone has the same yet so different a project. Yes, there is this Infinite Oneness, and there is also the Wonder of Individuality.

God said:

You ride in a passenger train unto Eternity. You ride through hill and dale. You ride through forests, and you ride through mountains, the tundra, all kinds of terrain. There is nowhere you have eluded. This includes all of Heaven. You are a stranger to nothing. Nothing is foreign to you. Nothing is misplaced. There is nowhere you have not traversed. There is no one you have not met. There is no one you don’t know.

However, the least you know about at the present is yourself. You seem to have seen yourself as a straggler, a bumbler, someone out of sorts who can’t seem to carry happiness around, at least not for long – someone who seems to throw a bottleneck into Life right and left.

About seems like such an inconsequential word, and, yet, you are not yet adequate to capture what you are about.

You are greater than the most beautiful woven table cloth. You are greater than any silk in the world. You are Greater than you begin to give yourself or Me credit for. You sit at the King’s table. You are the Great Table that the Universe sits on. You sit at the Table of Yourself, and you are greater than this.

At the outset, you are for sure Greater than your belief in yourself. This goes without saying, for you do not accept your worth. You blush and turn your face away.

God said:

I am always in Silence, and, at the same time, an echo of Me is always speaking. What I say reverberates. My Silence is complete, yet a chord never finishes. I sing. I have said it before. I sing of thee. I sing to thee. Of the One of you, I sing, and the Universe sings with Me, and you sing with Me. There is one Song, and it is the Song of Myself sung in unending ways, even as there is no beginning or ending ways.

We could say there are no capital letters that say a sentence is beginning, and there are no punctuation marks that say there is an end note that issues from My Throat. I sing I sing I sing. I sing a Song of Sixpence, and I sing a song of you in a million ways in One Note that circles the Universe.

We always have been. We always are. We have never not been. There is no break in Our Presence. My singing is never interrupted. Hear Me sing as I sing of thee.

I communicate with Myself. I am the Singer. I am the Hearer. I hear Myself. I am the Questioner, and I am the Answerer. There is no one to compare Me to, yet you, yourself, seemed to split into many pieces and fill up the world with fragments of Me that can only be complete and unfragmented.

Broken hearts do not exist. My heart is never broken. My heart never wavers. You think your heart does break. Hearts do not break in even two pieces let alone fragments. There are no broken hearts even when you believe you are brokenhearted. You enter a stream of thought that isn’t true.