It is a game you are playing with each other.  A game played by souls playing out roles.  The soul knows you are all united.  It knows you are the Light dancing with shadows.  The role gets caught up in itself at times, even to the point of being afraid of its own shadow, and this, dear one, creates even more shadow, to the point where you say, “Mine, mine, mine” and scramble to keep what is yours and hoard your toys like children.  We understand such things as walls and boundaries are necessary in a game where so many have forgotten who they are, but be cautious of becoming so very caught up in protecting what is “yours” that what is yours holds you a prisoner of the role. 

You are so very loved.

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