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BIRTHdays

I want to bless the reborn
Ask them... how to do it, how
they found it, was it painful...
Did the air flow as they lay
entombed, and
Can they guide me to this
sacred womb...

Were they chosen or invited
Did they embrace it
Turn to face it...
Did they fight or, did they
bleed at all, did it crush
them...
Were they scared to fall

I'd like to know the reborn
I want to know about this ALL,
... want them to
Show me where this entrance
is
I'd like to know that kind of
bliss...
I really would

M P 18/3/21

 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

...............................................Jim .... complete immersion by one in authority being born of water for the remission of sins, following the Savior below all things in symbolism of being born again.

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Marion

I know Jim...I really do envy those of complete unquestioning faith. I am searching for peace...I'm struggling, everything I ever thought I believed had been knocked over. I suspect you are a man of faith, I hope so, I would wish that comfort on you X

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Being Me

I also admire those who have total convictions in their faith. Fab write Marion ⚘x

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Marion

Thanks love...im currently exploring 'near death experiences'...every account speaks of an all  embracing universal love and light and that the consciousness lives on...I am hopeful ...❤️

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Being Me

They are very interesting! One of my mums friends died young from cancer. My mum sat with her every day. She hung on and hung on to life clinginging so tightly to this world because she was afraid of dying. And then, one day, they heard her talking and laughing. For a few days she was having visits from her mother and auntie and others who had all passed on. And then she said she was no longer afraid of dying. And after that she died. My mum always said that she did believe that her relatives came to collect her. There IS another plane after this one...I do believe that x

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Marion

Yep me too but unfortunately since Judd died I want...proof!! 
I want to go there and make sure. I want god to explain it all. I want to know it all...it's not enough to suspect it...I have a burning need to know he is safe and happy. Grief makes you mad in lots of ways Tina...me anyway, and I was a little mad before!! Hugs 💕

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Being Me

I hope you get your sign soon x

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