Greetings dear children, it is your Mother God. I see you children. I see your weary faces and blistered feet and I tell you that you are loved beyond measure! You are my precious children with my heart breath infused within your very heart space, where I reside, and whether or not you accept this truth, it is true! You all have my handprints all over you. You, my precious brave children, who have fought so valiantly for so long, are weary tonight. I see it. I feel it. I want you to feel my comfort now upon you. Sit and be still now, if you can. Climb into my open arms and sit in my lap and rest your head against my chest. Feel my heart beat in rhythm with that of your own and be at peace. This is how I send love to my children, in a way how galaxies are created – with my breath, with my love
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