God said:

What you are to be, you already are. If an acorn is the seed of the oak tree, do you think you are less than an acorn? Do you really? What do you want to be? A sluggard? Or an asset? A hapless victim blown by the breeze? You can capably stand on your own two legs.

Unless you are the Conductor of the Orchestra of Your Life, I will tell you frankly that your vision is quite limited. I would say your vision is way too small. Wow, have you overlooked the Wholeness of the Truth of you? You refuse to look at it. You don't look at your Self. You overlook your Self as if you are not part of Creation and a Creator as well.

Who ever told you to be a fumbling half-mast creator?

You clutter your life. You assume that you are the clutter itself strewn around. A clear Stream of God runs through you. You cover up this stream with leaves and branches. Remove the clutter, and you see the Golden Light of Reality. When all is said and done, who is the Golden Light of Reality? Well, you are.

You collect many things that are not you, and you may keep adding to the pile that flattens your joy of life.

You are the air itself that you breathe. You are the Sun that warms you. You are the heights of the mountains you climb. You are the Vastness you see before you, only you give Vastness the scant name of Hope rather than its true names of Vastness and Love. You fear that you will disappear in Vastness. You may even prefer a toehold in ignorance. You do not quite dare tread where Wholeness is.

God said:

Get over your old feelings from the past. Don't hold them to you as if they were precious. I speak of old heavy-duty rejection and dejection from childhood that you bring up to the present, feelings that reverberate within you now, a feeling that you won't be liked, or won't be liked for long, perhaps belief in others' seeming view that you are inadequate and unloved, and that you may hold to you as if you do well to hug these errant impressions.

You have had love, dear ones, yet great love in your childhood was not as prevalent as We would wish. Insecurity came from one place or another, yet not from everywhere. You accrued a belief that you were not acceptable. These feelings were not useful to you then, and they are worthless to you now. Let go of them now. Those who gave you those impressions cannot let go of your feelings about yourself now.

You are My child, and I love you. What other people thought about you once upon a time had nothing to do with you. Nothing. The feelings you engendered from those times were unjust and unwarranted. You were judged and judged falsely. You took these false judgments as photos of you. You never forgot these photos. The pictures taken entered your blood stream, your cells, your heart, when, all the while, they were another's errors of understanding.

You were and are My child, and you were and are to be loved.

At the very least, do it for Me and behold yourself with love.

God said:

One difference between you and Me concerns how We feel about responsibility and the carrying out of responsibility into the world. You may feel responsibility as heavy-duty and, perhaps, feel heavy-hearted altogether. You may feel responsibility clinging to your shoulders. You weigh responsibility, and find it heavy.

Likely, you worry responsibility back and forth like a cat with a mouse. You may have the idea that responsibility is too much for you. In that case, you may shrug your shoulders and find one way or another to get out of it. If you believe that responsibility is too much for you, then responsibility will be too much for you, and you will shrink from it.

You lump responsibility together with worry. You doubt you worry about how well you will do and how well you may be thought of. Will you do a job well-done, or will you be a flop at it?

You don't want to feel lacking. You don't want to put yourself in that position, so you may decline responsibility. You may excuse yourself by saying: "I'm someone who never liked responsibility. I'm not good at it. I don't even want to be good at it."

The Game of Life is not all about-approval ratings, yet approval-ratings matter a lot to you. You would love to be appreciated beyond your wildest dreams. At the very least, you don't want to feel disapproved of. You may well have had too much criticism and too little sanction given to you in life. You not only disallow some choices, you may dribble along in life, seemingly without a care.

God said:

There is the idea in the world that everyone on Earth is to be possessed of certain qualities. In certain times and places in the world, there is a list of the good qualities you are to be made of. In other times in the world, there may be a list of different qualities you are to be made of and a different list of the qualities you are absolutely not to be made of.

I remind you that I made you as you are.

A lot depends upon how you view your situation. Of course, the world undoubtedly thinks it knows just how everything is supposed to be. When all is said and done, how much does the world really know?

Regardless of what qualities in time and space are seen as masculine or feminine, successful or unsuccessful, or wildly popular or unpopular, you are you, and you are meant to be you. You do not have to meet the world's changing standards. You do not have to be like everyone else or even like anyone else. You are meant to grow into the tree I made you to be, not as ordered to, but as you are.

You are growing by leaps and bounds. You are My beloved. You are just right for Me. It is wise to follow your deep desires and not someone else's.

God said:

Consider everything that you witness in life as a metaphor. There is a message in everything. Of course, the message is open to interpretation. The point is that there is a message for you in all of life.

Life teaches you, beloveds. It often teaches you in pictures and word. Words also are pictures. There is interpretation on so many dimensions.

Whether you see love or the seeming absence of love, love is the story. Whatever tangent you are on, it is about love, about underscoring love, about your pulling yourself up with love, about your growing to greater heights. You are the teller of your story. Sometimes, seemingly, you make decisions about the story you tell, yet words of your dream come forth out of your mouth as if you have no say. The thought is there, and the thought is spoken out before you know you have it.

In the world, everything is a story. Everything seems to be made up. You run with the story, or the story runs uphill or downhill with you.

In terms of Infinity, stories don't enter. Stories by their very nature must have erroneous space and time to exist in. Stories require challenges. Stories require unfulfilled desires. Wow, you are good at listening to stories and perhaps making much of them.

At the same time, stories filled with fiction also hold Kernels of Truth within. Some stories come to an end -- or do they?