Ocean

Why you are precious to me:

This is how I see you, and myself. In the beginning, the world was without form, and void, and the darkness was upon the face of the deep. The spirit moved on the face of the waters... 

So imagine that you are in the middle of an ocean, at night, overcast. It is dark. Nothing is to be seen. There is no wind, no waves, just endless ocean. All that is, is ocean water. God reaches in with a cup and takes some water, and that is you. He sets the cup on shore and you wake. 

No matter what you do or where you go, you are always ocean water. Your cup can be a thick, heavy mug, or a glass, or a flute, it is all the same water. It can be painted, have your name on it, whatever. Everyone is ocean water. When your bodily life ends, the cup breaks and the water spills into the sand, to make its way back to the ocean. But you still have an energy body. So you can spend time in the Astral realm, learning and growing, even going back to a physical body as much as you wish. But when the energy body cup breaks, you still have a mental body. That one must resolve too, until that water rejoins the ocean. At that point, you are back in the void whence you came, with God. 

Masters can go straight to the ocean when they pass from this life, they can ask for their cup to be poured right back in to the void. It is up to you. Heaven exists, if you wish to go there. But no one is forced to do anything. 

All that exists is the uncreated, unmanifested Void, and Experience. No things, no people, no ideas, have real existence; they are fabrications. There is only ocean water, whether partial, or total. You and I are no different: we are both cups of indistinguishable water from the void. We can be anything, anyone. So, I love you as myself, we are one. It is impossible to truly love anyone without loving all, because it would be a contradiction. 

When I pass, I will no longer be distinguishable. That is good. 

I love you too. Enjoy your life.