You came to Me during the night. You left your cares with Me. I took them. You were awake in My arms as your body slept. Blessed are you who sleep in My arms, and so blessed are you ever upon Earth.
It is not that you forget yourself in sleep. It is that you have true remembrance. Not even remembrance, because you experience anew the refreshment of closeness to Me. Your mind wanders no longer. You find the sweet nectar of Oneness that you have been seeking. You come up against it, and meld with it. You let go of all that was other. No wonder you love sleep. No wonder you bury your head in it. You may have thought that you are in a deep cloud as you sleep, but, in sleep, you are in the bright sunshine. And it is, when you suppose yourself awake, you sleep. You sleepwalk until sleep ascends once more, and you are awake. Will you remember now?
Take off your glasses, and put on Mine. I look through the seas and the skies, and you have been looking through little panes of glass. Throw them way. Never mind about seeing finite. See Vastness now. See beyond the Beyond. See right into My eyes, and you will see the whole universe reflected in them. You will see the seas and the skies, and you will see the heart of the universe.
To see beyond the manifest world is to let go of walls and despair. It is leaving the bounds of your particular spot on Earth and merging with the universe. You become the universe in your awareness. You will not be able to separate yourself out from it.
You are a like a yellow buttercup that grows in the field. Like a buttercup, you catch the sun, and you reflect it. Like every buttercup in the field, you are sweet and dear to Me. I note you waving in the breeze. My hand passes over you, and I send you blessings. The buttercup in the field notes My blessing. You, however, may be too busy, involved with other things.