Look, tell yourself a Story you never told yourself before, and make it come True.
Tell yourself the Truth. You don’t have to caterwaul. You don’t have to exalt yourself either. You exist as much as anyone else. Whatever condition you may see yourself in, you can accept yourself as My Beloved. You are My Beloved. Extend yourself to Me. You know very well that I wish to bring you close to Me. You also know that I also extend Higher than the world. I am naturally Higher than the appearance of the world.
Remember how it is said that when a Stranger knocks at your door, invite the stranger in, for he may be a blessing to you. You never know Who it is knocking on your door. It can be Christ at your door in whatever guise Christ may be wearing.
The same is true for Me. Assuredly, I am at your door, for you and I and Christ and Buddha and Allah and every Great One, by whatever Name, in whatever pose, We are One and the Same if only you had the eyes to see. There are no exceptions.
Knock on My door, and I will welcome you. No matter how you are dressed, it is you who do not know Who You Are. You have no idea. You most are most definitely Soul. You may well surprise yourself as Christ. Hey, you could be Christ in wolf’s clothing.
One day, everyone will recognize himself or herself as Truth. Give yourself a break. Unto Me, a Prince was born. Be it then. Be a Prince. Now give birth to your True Self with the Honor due you.