| p54 | Love: Not “nothing,” dear one—no-thing. There is a great difference. I do not ask the soul to be passive. I ask it to be transparent. To cease resisting the light that is already pouring through it. You speak of repentance—and yes, the soul will know sorrow, it will shed tears, but not from guilt. It will weep when it remembers what it is—the radiance of Love Itself. |