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I Love You More
Your Birth
Sacred Infancy
Welcome
No One Before
So Proud

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Table of Contents
Introduction
Terms Of Use
Chapt. 1: Sacred Infancy
Chapt. 2: Sacred Childhood
Chapt. 3: Sacred Adolescence
Chapt. 4: Sacred Womanhood
Chapt. 5: Sacred Motherhood
Chapt. 6: Sacred Healing
Chapt. 7: Sacred Maturity
Chapt. 8: Sacred Matronhood
Chapt. 9: Sacred Female

Your Birth

To My Precious Child:     

I am so glad that you were born. I waited so impatiently for you to enter the world,  the other Higher Selves could not calm me!  And as soon as you were born, they could not quiet me! 

Let me tell you of the celebration in our World of your coming: 

The day of your arrival, there was great rejoicing on heaven and earth. All of the Hosts played their instruments,  and guardian angels wove streamers of light about your head. I was so proud to be given to you  and for you to be given to me.  Love, in all its colors, was embroidered into your blankets.  The cherubim showered joy about your bed  and the seraphim covered you with kisses. 

Your birth was the greatest event of my Eternity.
I adored you from the moment you were born-- before even then--you were the most precious child ever conceived.  I flew to the far corners of the earth proclaiming  and rejoicing your birth. 

You are a blessing to the earth, and I am so glad you were born the beautiful little girl that you are. 


I knew you were special from the moment I saw you--
special to me, special to the world.  When I held you in my arms,  my heart opened to a love I have never felt before.  Heaven sang softly a lullaby to soothe you to sleep. 

I love you more than anyone who has ever been born  or ever will be born.  I love you more than anyone or anything in this world. 

I am so glad you were born. 
 

 

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