It is all about love. Love as we know it has little to do with the love from which we "came". Love is right where we are; we have only to become aware that we never could leave it, and it appears as if from somewhere else. But we had it always. It is ours forever.
There is nothing outside us...what we call "God" is all around us...only this. Nothing else is real. Look for God, and God has always been; do not look for God, and God still remains, and we still remain as created. God remains unchanged.
We make images, call this "seeing". It is not seeing. What we think is real is unreal, and what we think is unreal is real. What we call "God" did not create the world. The world is unreal, and nothing unreal has any reality.
We are one Self, dreaming of separation, isolated from even ourselves...the selves we made to hide in our fear. When we wake up in the morning, we think we are no longer sleeping, but we are still sleeping.
Love protects us, but it protects us from only what has no existence. Love knows there is nothing but love. Love protects simply by being what it is. Love did not create a world that falls into dust, and dies.
It seems strange only because we keep hold of our fear, no longer recalling our true state of perfect love. Ask a question, and calmly await the answer. The answer was given long before you, we, were "born". Time fell away the instant it came into our mind. It is gone, we just keep holding on to our memory of it. It is not so that we cannot see these things. These teachings are not "mine", they are ours.
The peace that reveals itself could never leave us. I awoke long ago, and went home. Herein lies peace, but let us understand, "long ago", and "went home" are in our terms. In truth, we never left, and this perfect instant is the only time there is.
The love is real.
