All your longings, no matter what form they may take, amount to your longing for Oneness with Me. Whatever your passion may be, its pull brings you closer to Me. Even if you are fervently doubtful of Me, you long to come close. You have a version of Me in your head, perhaps established versions of Me. You may not feel close to designated pictures of Me. I am in your heart. I am more like a sighting or a touch or a sigh of Me that erupts in a stilted heart.
 
Even when I seem far away from you, your heart is beating God, God, God. There is a refrain, God, God, God, and there is a chorus that sings More, More, More, and a chorus that chants Holy, Holy, Holy. Even as you don’t grasp what Holiness is, you call out for it. Somewhere within you, Holiness cannot be denied. The Holiness is yours. Something is missing that you crave. There is so much more to you than meets the eye. You wonder what it is that is missing.
 
Something is remembered. Even when you can’t put your finger on it, something more is calling out to you which is your Self. It is I masquerading as you call out to Myself, calling out for recognition. You may think it is something from the outside that pulls you, yet it is something intimate to you that all the plaudits of the world cannot equal. The plaudits of the world may jab at you when, all the while, it is only your Self that can give your Self to you. You look for Me, this closeness to Me, and I am not even an inch away. I am so within you, at no distance from you at all. You may not know My Name, this longing that seems to bump into you or surround you.
 
When you ask: “Who are You, God?” you are really asking: “Who am I? Where am I? Where have I gone? And how do I get back? How do I get back to My Self? Where have I wandered? How did I get so far away from Home? What am I doing here? Have I lost my way? Can I find my way back?”
 
The Joker is that you have wandered nowhere. You have a loss of recollection. You may see yourself in disparate thoughts, yet you are One Thought, One hinted-at thought.
 
Is all the love you feel, when you feel it, recognition? Is all the love you feel, even the longing for love that you feel, can this be a reunion with your Self? Have you lived all this before? You do feel some nudging toward the Light of Your Self.
 
You are calling to your Self. “Where have I gone?” you wonder. “Where have I been?”, you wonder. “Where do I think I have been? Where have I wandered? How do I get back? I have to get back,” you say. “I belong nowhere, or I belong everywhere, or is there no everywhere? Is this the illusion that won’t let go of me? When all is said and done, is there no some-place else?”
 
And so you feel misplaced, longing to belong to – longing to belong to what? The belonging you seek is not found in groups. The belonging you seek is in Oneness, and Oneness is within.
 
You belong to your Self. Oneness is more than belonging. It is unlike a sorority or fraternity. It is a Brotherhood of One. It is the One of Oneness. You are about to discover your Oneness which is the same as Mine.