Sometimes there is a need for poetry. There is a need to release yourself from the exigencies of the world. It is good to get out of yourself and go into a vaster realm. There are times when concrete life is too concrete for you. That’s all right. You can be excused for a while.
 
This is a good time to get out into nature or into a poem. This is a good time to get out from where you are into a softer realm. There are areas of life that are not your cup of tea. Don’t think you have to excel in them. Admit you don’t have to be supreme in every area of life. This is not escape. You don’t have to be a nuclear physicist. You may have to be an artist. It is perfectly okay to be who are at any given moment.
 
Maybe you are not meant to run a certain race.
 
Some of My children do well in humid climates. Some do better in arid climates. Some do better in tropical, and some do better in arctic. Where is it said that everyone must excel everywhere in everything?
 
Some people work well with their hands. They are good at building things. Others are happier with words. Some of My children are happy in certain areas, and others are happy in other areas. Who says that everyone is to excel in the same areas? Not I.
 
I say: Find your happiness. Perhaps you easily find what is not happiness-making for you. Must you submit yourself to it? For what reason?
 
This is not the same as to say that you are to excuse yourself from whatever does not please you. I am saying that everyone is not alike, and no one has to be like someone else. Everyone can pitch in, but no one has to make himself or herself what the world might call efficient in everything.
 
Einstein excelled in certain areas and was not proficient in others. Had he been made to raise himself in areas that were not natural to him, would he have been able to make the discoveries he did?
 
If you are not excellent in math, do you have to be?
 
Life does not have to be imposed upon you. You do not have to fit into a round or a square hole. You do not have to cut off your feet to fit the bed.
 
Every single one of My children is unique. Is this not wonderful!
 
Some people are tall, and some are short. Some people love athletics. Some do not.
 
Life challenges you enough. Perfection in the world does not have to be added to your challenges. No one has to run to everything, any more than he has to run away from everything.
 
What you are is good enough. What you naturally are is not meant to be an excuse. Just the same, there are areas to excuse yourself from.
 
Find joy in life. I do not favor life as a struggle. I say you do not have to prove yourself expert in everything. I say you do not have to prove yourself in anything according to others’ intentions or impositions.
 
If you like quiet, find quiet. If you like to make music, make music. What you are is lovely and wonderful. Extol who you are. You do not have to balance yourself out according to others’ preferences and ideas.
 
Yes, it is wonderful to serve, and it is wonderful to be happy in whatever way you serve. It is also wonderful to at least give yourself the freedom to be as you are, not as an excuse, but as one who follows his own dreams and not so much the dreams of others. In My eyes, you are perfect whatever someone else may think. Be perfectly you, dear ones. If everyone valued his own talents, would not the world be happier?

What is to become of you? You pose this question to yourself fairly often one way or another. What is to become of you?
 
Here is the answer:
 
You, and you alone, are to become of you. You are a live vibrant being, and life comes to you, and you climb mountains, and you stub your toe here and there, and the only thing that is going to become of you is magnificence. You come to discover the magnificence of who you are. One way or another, you land on your feet, and you come to Me, beautiful, and safe and sound.
 
No wonder what you may have seemed to have gone through, still you come to Me, and then I am what becomes of you. You become the Reality of Yourself. You realize Me, and wherever you may have slipped or slid during your passage on Earth, you fit perfectly into My heart. You have always fit like a glove in my heart. You have never not fit or not belonged or not been in My heart, not ever have you not.
 
All good is to become of you.
 
All the slippery slides in life, you have gotten past them. Whatever happens while you spend time in the bounded world doesn’t matter. It matters to you at the time, yet none of it is the making of you. It is all a story told. It is all a story made up. It is all a story. It is no more than a story flashing in front of you, only you perceive it as the gospel. Nothing has happened to you. You pick up where you left off.
 
You are not an insurgent. You are not a vagrant. You are a hero along with everyone else. You came shining through no matter what the world may say. You played your part, and you played it well.
 
It is a brave thing to be a human being on Earth, as if you were the only one at risk and too many desires unfulfilled.
 
Beloveds, it is enough to desire. Be one who desires. No one said you have to achieve all that you aspire to. Dream your dreams. You had a dream. That in itself is an accomplishment. Whatever happens in life, you come out unscathed. You rise from it. You rise up from it. Your spirit which weighs nothing rises to what is called Heaven, and this is where you belong. You have earned it. Life isn’t everything, beloveds. You are everything.
 
You are not the past. You are Being. And you never stop being Being. You are a Being Who triumphs. The Reality is that you triumph. You triumph by moving ahead. Death of the body is your culmination. You rise to Heaven and you see, as I see, that all is good. You do, indeed, come out of death alive. Everyone rises from the dead. There are no dead. All is life. Where the physical is not, everyone fits, and there is room for all.
 
In life, you ponder the imponderable. Somewhere, deep within you, you know the validity of what I say. Somewhere deep within you, you know the Truth. Somewhere deep within you, you have known it all along. It is as if you pretend ignorance. You have been under a spell of ignorance. That you are ignorant is a deception. You play along. Just about the whole world does.
 
Illusion becomes the utmost Reality in your book. The saving of your own hide seems to the uninitiated to be the sole purpose of life. You do your best to get out of life alive, and that is exactly your fate, no exceptions. You return to the fullness of My heart, and We are One. You merge with Me. We are fated to merge. Holy is the Oneness, this Truth of Life, this bare bones of life that is the Truth.