Your Infinite You

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Sometimes we hide our infinite worth and the things we love to please others.

During a meditation, Mechelle’s eyes were opened to a more perfect way. She felt called, as if invited to a celestial palace, as if she were being drawn home to her Divine Mother and Father.

She stood inside the entrance of a grand palace. The luminescence of the floor tiles and banister caused her to wonder about their composition.

“They’re pearl,” a feminine voice said. It was a kind voice: warm, inviting, firm, loving, and powerful, all at once.

Mechelle thought of the irritating grains of sand that induce the creation of pearls in this realm. She wondered about the painful processes of physical creation—the seed breaking from its shell, the struggle of childbirth, and the deep angst leading to transformative artwork.

“Is the process the same here?” she asked. “What is the stimulus for creation in spirit?”

“Love,” the voice answered.

“I saw the purity of love in the pearl banister and the tiles,” Mechelle later said. “And between the tiles were long thin pieces of exquisite blue sapphire.” When she asked the meaning and purpose of the sapphire, the answer surprised her.

“Because I like it,” the maternal voice said.

Tears streamed down Mechelle’s face. A warm tingle swept through her soul. Instantly, she understood she’d been invited to live the same way, to step into pure pleasure and create from love, and she knew whatever she chose to become or to create would be honored and cherished.

Take time to honor your infinite you. You deserve pleasure. You’re worth it.

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