There are games that can only be played in darkness.

When the light of awareness is allowed to be, the darkness is not here and the apparent choice to hide and seek in alien realm is undermined as a feasibility.

To choose the illusion as a conscious act is itself a less dense experience of illusion – because you KNOW that you are doing it – even if you manage to pull the covers over and reinstate the fantasy – you are less able to believe it has an independent foundation than when involved in mere reaction – because the act by which the experience is entertained has become revealed as the mind that you are actively extending.

To be entranced amidst one’s own a-maze-ment as a private use of mind requires ignorance; which became associated in time with the ‘death’ or ‘abandonment’ of God.

To look upon the body of the world in entranced private will – will always and inevitably enact a process of chain reaction whereby glory grasped will become – step by step – the utter stink of guilt, self loathing and terror.

The mind that seeks to defend against awakening is forever seeking the means to delay the recognition of the truth by overcoming the adversity by any means it can find – at any expense to truth – for truth is only a currency of conflict to such a mind.

Yet – in any instant where the grip is noticed and released as resulting in unwanted receiving and giving – does the mind overlook everything that before it found seductive or repulsive. All of it is of an order that is looked past in willingness to give and receive – not from my making – but to be led by the Guide that is the Truth of You in waiting. Whose Gift stands clearly recognisable by virtue only of no other force of will being present.

In this revealed Light is a perfect Love given and received that utterly dispels illusion such that the light is the truth of all that is seen and known and all things communicate this perfectly.
How can such as this statement be – in such a world as we seem to live?

Turn around and ask how can such a world be – in a Presence and Peace and Light that is closer to You than ever could the self imaged become – or even the thought of a self apart.
At the still point of the turning world is a present that is as like, a focus of attention from the root to it’s wholeness.
All the words are added later, every experience we have of Truth is pure.
All the concepts are brought in as a bridge – even if it seems they are the work of a thief.

It is not a matter of chipping away at the density beliefs of guilt in order to rejuvenate our image of ourselves – for this is merely the prolonging of suffering if pursued as an answer. Redemption and Rejoicing is rather of the acceptance and sharing of atonement; the undoing of a self as a power. The true Power of God acts not upon parts, nor is partial in intent or effect. Therefore you cannot be partially good – but are altogether Good. The seeming witnesses to guilt do not require overcoming. Merely discrediting. Therefore they must be brought to the light to see their foundation – for this is the only basis of discerning the truth of anything.

Words and concepts are threads pulled from a wholeness that has no parts – for all parts call on all parts.
Amidst the valuing of the levers of belief, must they be used to open the way to self knowledge amidst Self Knowing. But nothing can ever be said that expresses who you are.
Yet in the unclothing of you to yourself will you find that who you are is already expressing perfectly.

In receiving this you have the clear opportunity to share as you are being shared and so remain in appreciation of the light of truth.
The attempt to fit the realisation to the terms of the world will fail – but even this can be used to teach the willingness that is present.
But the willingness to express the loving in the world will join the invitation and witness for truth.
This will often seem to be – or pass through - loving the un-loveable, until the mind loses the habit of getting in its own image.

Father, I left you as a Son and gave all I had to false gods for my own illusion.
Now at last I remember you and ask no more than to be as a servant in your house.
And though you greet me ‘Son’; as Self of selves, I know your call extends to all.
Let my illusion be laid at your feet for by this alone is understanding true.
Beloved.