Hey God Spark…

My forever!

I am so glad you have found this truth here and now in the world of Form. From my perspective, you are simply dreaming in the Garden of Paradise. I can see you now as you read these words in your dream.

Peacefully, you lie there.

There are times you struggle in your dream and you cry out. Always in those times I run to you. I whisper loving words in your soul and hold you tightly.

Other times I just watch, full of love and longing. But I know you will wake up, eventually… and I prefer to let you dream for as long as you like.

Each time you wake up, you look around and remember. Wonder and excitement flood your entire being.

“It was a dream!” You exclaim as you realize we are back together, you having never left. “I did it!” Each time you purpose in your soul to experience something different and you get it right every time.

I love when you wake up and say, “I dreamt of you. I was you and you were me. At first I didn’t know but then I figured it out! The obstacles I had to overcome – it was almost impossible. It seemed impossible. But I did it! And I could move mountains, and command empires. I walked in power and glory. I tended my dream like a master gardener and the fruit! It poured out around me just like it does here in Paradise.”

Then you say. “Again. Let’s do it again! There is something else I want to try.”

We spend some time setting all the rules and boundaries. Setting up all the obstacles and challenges you will face. “Can we redeem this?” You ask. But you know the answer, it is always yes.

We put all the clues in place, so you can find them at just the right time, in just the right place. And off you go diving back into the world of form to explore and create.

My favorite part of the dream of form is when you figure it out. At first there is so much fear and doubt for you. To even entertain these thoughts feels unbearably shameful and completely blasphemous. This was by design. You vehemently deny your inner truth. There is no way you could possibly be divine. There is no way you could possibly be safe. There is no way that judgment is not real, but self created. There is Just. No. Way.

“I wonder… Could it be?” you ask. Then you begin your desperate search for me. The funny part is that I always hide in plain sight. Under every rock. In every tree. There I am hiding behind the mask of each person you meet. There I am surrounding you always. Animating everything you hear, touch, feel, smell, and taste. Animating all things.

We are never, ever apart.

The joy the experience of Love brings you in your eternal play is indescribable.

Did you know we take turns?

Sometimes I dive in and you stay back and watch. After all, I am you and you are me. We are one and the same.

Forever