There are two journeys. There is the embarkation you are on in the world where you seek self-understanding and the growing up of your individual personality. Intermingled is the journey of your soul, your soul that stays with you and with Me. Your soul stays with you through thick and thin, just as I am with you and never without you. Your soul is wiser than you. You understand that. You don't know what you are doing half the time, and yet your soul is merry on its adventure. Your soul is reliable. Do not believe these stories that you can lose your soul. You might as well try to lose Me.

Your individuality can try to evade your soul, yet it can never succeed.

With all that being said, let's talk about your individual life on Earth. It only seems to you that it is your individual life on Earth. In truth, it is a group journey. All sail on the same ship. All are connected and coordinated like oars on a ship of old. Your hearts connect you. There is not one heart that is not connected to yours. There is not one heart that your heart is not connected to. Those you love and those you don't love are connected the same. You are not chained, beloveds, yet you are connected.

Much of your journey on Earth is pure fantasy. Maybe once in a while, you lift your head up and see Truth. Most of the time you are taking part in a play. You enact a story. You are caught up in a story, and you are in an excited state. Here is where fears take hold. Fears get their claws on you and feel real. Fears feel more real than the Real.

I want to say that when you are happy, you are in Truth, yet you may have a different definition of happiness from Mine. Of course, you are happy when a big check arrives in the mail. The happiness I speak of is more like an underground stream whose murmur you hear. This murmur is not exactly exultation. It is a murmur of Truth that runs through you. Just as you are sometimes exposed to the elements in the world, you are exposed to the elements of True Life.

It is raining outside, and you get wet. When you are exposed to the elements of the underlying Truth, when you have even the slightest awareness of the stream of Truth that underlies all, there is a sense of peace, a sense of happiness, yet it is very quiet. Only a murmur, and yet this murmur is enough. This murmur is so quiet it can almost elude you. It is always there, and yet it eludes you quite a bit. It is like a secret garden within you, and yet you can go there at any time. You can go there right now. Perhaps you are there right now as you absorb My words. We can call My words a murmur of this stream. Do you hear it now? Do you hear the beat of My heart as it calls your name? Sometimes you may hear My call as a pounding, as if I bang a gong of love. You can hear it near or far. Whether you hear it or not, or how loudly or softly you hear, My heart is beating in yours, and that is the call of love that you hear even if ever so faintly.

Listen well so that you may hear. Often you have asked Me to listen to you. Now I ask you to hear Me calling to you in your heart where I dwell.