What if none of you had a name? It would be quite cumbersome for those who rely upon worded descriptions. Why, then you would have to say something like, “Please contact the woman with the brown hair who always smiles and speaks with a French accent, and, and, and …” Do you see? But what if you had no words? Then you would have to rely upon feelings generated by another to distinguish them. How would another differentiate themselves? They would fall somewhere upon a spectrum of loving kindness. This is their light. It is how the angels know you. They know nothing of your name, but how you shine. Ultimately, there is only Light in a field of shimmering stars, some brighter than others in this spectrum of Love, but none more or less Love or loved than another. We see you. We know who you are. Rise up, why don’t you, for thy name is Love.