The Birthing

 Janine, come and let go of the worry of your dream. Come and let go of yourself and I shall hold you and nurture you that you may place the worry into the depths of the River where it shall be no more. Come and know that this Tabernacle shall make your confusion no more.

The dream of last night showed you the face of yourself who is understandably confused for a woman before you seemed to not see you. The woman before you was pregnant even though she was of old age. 

Janine, my child, this pregnant woman is you.  You are too old to be with child and yet you are of the joy of having a child.

The child is within you in your deepest part and is becoming anew. The world may not see you birthing, Janine, but you are giving birth to the child of your design. You now play as that little child in a nakedness of pure joy. 

Let us walk into the world today and continue to dance in the pure joy of this birthing. My child, what brought you worry upon awakening has now given you the truth of your depths. The child is coming into the world to play where she was once bound.