Our Mother

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Our Mother,
Who art ascended,
Blessed be thy breast.
Peace of thy womb, come.
Duality be done,
Just love — no earth, no heaven.
Give us this day
Our daily bread
Forgive us our separateness
As we repair all false separateness from us.
Lead us toward compassion.
Deliver us from ego.
For ours is the queendom, the magic, and the healing,
Forever and ever.
Amen.

1 COMMENT

  1. Wonderful and inspiring piece, Christine. Hope to see you and Sam at St. Joan of Arc soon. Love to you and your family.

    Bill

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