A World for Love

A Course in Miracles’ daily lesson was focused on receiving and giving, being the same when seen in truth. I asked to receive a story, and got this little vignette, which I give ๐Ÿ™‚
Descending from the sky is a beautiful ball, huge, emanating the most magnificent pure, warm, crystalline light ever seen. As I get closer, the sights are a delight — winged hearts fluttering about, butterflies with harps, pillowy clouds whisking around perfectly snuggly. I approach, and a voice says, halt, who goes there, not sternly, but with almost a gentle laugh behind the voice not quite heard but inside my head. I answer, I am CJ, and am told try again. I think and think and think, and then I remember, I am Love, and the exterior film which seemed to keep me out is no longer there.


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