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You who are reading My words, you are just like all those that judgment judged. You made your share of mistakes, even wrong-doings. Other's judgments have disdained you. Your own judgment has called you guilty. Your own judgment has thrown stones at you. Beloveds, what have you been guilty of but making an error? What have you been guilty of but not knowing as much yesterday as you know today? You haven't lacked awareness of suffering in life. Judgment does its best to make sure you suffer.

Say to yourself: "I have been as much a fool as anyone else. I have made choices I later regretted. Does anyone need to be sentenced for his mistakes? Can I not be an original thinker and be a friend rather than a foil? To myself and to others. Do I really think that judgment is stronger than understanding? Who would be alive in this world if, after three misses, he was out?"

You still can hardly conceive that you are a reflection of Me, that you are My light bouncing off a cave wall, or a house built of mortar and bricks, or thatched straw, or under a tree, in the city or in the wilderness. No matter where your body dwelt, you felt you existed in a wilderness. Beloveds, you existed in a wilderness of your thoughts. Your thoughts alone framed a picture of yourself. You are made in My image, and yet your picture of yourself has not been made in My image.

Despite the utter wildness of your imagination, you have not recognized the Image of Me within you

But you exist. Know that you do, and that there is not only room for you but need for you. You are a requirement on earth.

Begin to know yourself as a gift, and then you will begin to see better and give a lot and receive a lot.

You were born to express. You were not born to suppress or depress or impress or digress or regress. You were born to express Me at the same time as you search for Me in darkness. This seemingly elusive essence that you so long for in life is I. I am what you seek while I am the very content of you and need not be sought, only recognized.

He truly offered his vegetables for what people had in their hearts to pay. He was not attached. He really wasn't. He didn't even stay around. And he was so generous with the sweep of his hand that I had such a different feeling. I felt that I had been given a great gift, and, with all my heart, I wanted to pay him enough. It felt like joy to receive, and joy to give. He helped me to feel that these vegetables were the fruits of God and he was simply the deliverer.

Will you, once and for all, please forget about what displeases you? Will you please stop bringing up statistics and facts? Who cares what has been in the past? You certainly do not have to re-establish the past. You do not have to perpetuate it. You don't have to remind yourself that you live in a desert where there is often night and absence of light. Will you kindly stop being what you consider realistic? Will you kindly put an emphasis on another realness? How about the realness of what can be? How about the realness of what must be?

Dreams do come true. They come true all the time. It is unrealistic to say they don't. It is unrealistic to say the world cannot change. Beloveds, the world changes every day. Sometimes it goes back and forth. Why not dream of a world that is as constant as I am? Why not dream of the world as you want it to be? Why would you be thinking of anything else?

With music, you don't listen to drums unless you like drums. Nor do you listen to violins when you prefer drums. You choose the music you will listen to for the affect it has on you. Choose your thoughts the same way. You can do it.

If you cannot reach higher in your own thoughts, then take Mine. Pull down My thoughts the way you would a branch in order to reach the rosiest apples from the top of the tree. Reach higher for the apples on which the sun shines most easily. Reach higher to My thoughts then and bring them down. You really do know what they are. You know My thoughts. You know My heart. You know My love. Come, I would give them to you.

Even though it is clear that world life is fleeting, everything matters to you. Even when you know something is insignificant, it matters to you. Every detail assumes huge importance to you.

Like the wheels of a train, your mind goes clickety-click, clickety-clack: "I must do this, and I must do that. I must hurry up, or the sky will fall. Clickety-click, everything in my life must be important, or, clickety-clack, I will feel adrift. Feeling a need to hurry may be my anchor in life. I do not know how to live without feeling urgent about it."

First, let go of all your cares and worries. They do not have to have a presence in your life now. They are left-over twitters of stress. Let Me assure you that you will not be adrift without them. You will do without them very well. Where did they accumulate from anyway? Now, tell your cares and worries to scat.

Please remember that I am God, and I am on your side. I am with you and for you. I relish you. I love you. I AM your Mother/Father God. There is never a moment that I am away from you. You have imagined untrue loneliness often enough. Now start imagining My true partnership with you. We are together at every twist and turn of life. It is true that we are together, and it is true that we can never be apart. Furthermore, it is My joy to be with you.