Die a Little While with Me

Die to self now.

Die a little while 

with Me.

Come deeper.

Allow each little lock 

of each iron shackle

to be popped.

Come freely to Me,

freely to the Word

Which joins us.

Come without expectation

or fear,

only appear here

where Wisdom holds a place

for you,

where the heart breathes

one gently effervescent

light of Peace.

Grant Me access

to your Kingdom

by letting go of all 

that binds you

to doubt, to fear.

I cannot enter there.

I am here now,

Beloved of you, 

beloved of God.

Ask of Me What You Will.

This is not a question 

for a genie in a bottle,

for what you Will

is one with God,

and I can only give

What You Will truly-

the Will within You 

shining as it has 

from Beginning Mind.

You need not ask

again and yet again

to fulfill the Plan,

to take your place

among the ministers of God.

Your place is established.

Your worthiness 

already given.

You came in

to serve this Plan

already anointed,

already holy,

and only your awareness lacking,

only the doubts of the world 

impinging upon 

the smooth functioning

of your true purpose.

Peel those veils

from the heart

and understand,

the eternal vow

remains unbroken-

God unmoved by 

anything you might

say or do

in alliance with 

the co-opter/the tempter.

Tear these veils

of illusion about

having left Me – or

even the possibility

of leaving Me.

I am here.

I am forever.

We are the Son of God,

the Light that cannot be put out;

the Eye that never closes 

unto darkness,

the holy creation,

the same yesterday, 

today and tomorrow.

Speak earnestly with Me

now.

Speak with your heart

naked.

Speak to Me from the voice of

Desire.

Speak of your vows 

and your fears of keeping these vows,

of your daylight and your darkness.

Each word will I take

as prayer,

each word as your promise

and faithfulness,

each word like a 

tiny caterpillar

whose spinning

into the cocoon 

of My perfect safety

shall bloom,

the metamorphosis

of your humanity 

into the beauty, 

the fullness of flight 

that follows the burgeoning wings 

of the butterfly.

Certainly I am here

to bring certainty to your part.

Write of Me from your heart.

Trust that.