Excerpt from Raindrops of Love by Eileen Workman

Beloved, I am Life. And I invite you, in this perfect moment, to realize that

we—you and I—are one Spirit flowing within, and throughout, the infinite

realm of matter, and that our unity has always and ever been so. Although

for a while you forgot that we were united, that did not mean we were ever

separated. It just rendered you briefly insensible to our eternal connection.


Know that I AM your formless Self, communing with you through these

words because you desire the conscious reconnection of form and formlessness.

The time has come for you to awaken and transcend your imagined

limitations so that you can express ever more of your formless Self in the

realm of form.


Know too, that the more sincerely you open yourself and allow my formless

presence to permeate your awareness, the gentler I can be when communing

with you. And the easier that we can harmonize, the more loving, relaxed

and joyful will be our experiences and our creative self-expressions.


I invite you to notice that I speak with you in our native tongue—the language

of Life—all the time. I communicate with you from all around you:

through images, sounds, fragrances, movement and touch. I even connect

with you from within by inspiring specific moods and feelings. I speak to

you through your planet’s rhythms, its energy flows, and your dreams for a

brighter tomorrow. I am, in my infinite love for you, endlessly communing

with you and encouraging you to awaken to my existence.


Before you were born we existed in undifferentiated unity. But once you

were born you were taught to perceive yourself as a separate being. The

more you accepted that human story, the more you began to perceive me as

a possession that would someday be stolen from you. Eventually, the artificial

chasm between us, which your human story created, required you to

invent an ego that now claims to be the owner of a life, instead of life itself.


I know how confused you have felt at times as you’ve traveled in the world

of form, and how on occasion you’ve struggled to find your proper place in

the world. I’ve also watched you grow lost now and then in the dramas of

human society. Even so, in this precious now moment you can reclaim your


native tongue and commune with me in our mutual language; for the language

of Life has been ever your birthright, Beloved.


The doorway that leads directly to me is unlocked and will always stand

open. The only key you need is simple willingness to listen to the cosmic

melody that plays inside you, so you can dance your way home to your

higher Self through the gateway within your own heart.


© Eileen Workman. Excerpt from Raindrops of Love from a Thirsty World (Trade paperback, ISBN 978-1-161264-207-9), is printed with the permission of the publisher, Muse Harbor Publishing. List price $18.95 US.