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Entries in this blog follow a pattern of evolving refinement of my capacity to Live, Experience, and Understand Universal Truth, Universal Law, and Universal Love as Self. You may find that reading any single entry is not unlike reading a random page from a book you have never read. It may or may not make sense. To pick the topic from the beginning, simply click on the link found under each entry's title, or... start with the very first entry and take it from there, or... visit the on-line store to download free e-book compilations of all entries.

The contents of this blog are under Father's Creative Notice. That is to say I leave it to Divine Law to balance any transgressions. To better understand this, visit the Creative Notice, Translation Notice, and In our Words pages. These three pages, in and of themselves, may contain answers you have been looking for...

Hope you In-Joy finding and receiving the many gems made available through this blog, but if the information presented here doesn't float your boat simply continue looking for greener pastures elsewhere. Your Peace and Spiritual Progression do matter.

May the Father Walk with you,

Martin

bop... A Possibility - 6

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Mother, father, and child could InJoy most of their time outdoors within their Sacred Environment. Perhaps baby could be allowed to roam free within the safety of this garden in such a way that he / she can learn from Nature, through Nature, and of Nature free of mindless, noise making, distracting toys.

Can you imagine your newborn child sleeping outdoors, in the beauty of his / her own ‘secret garden’ ? Caressed by the wind, illuminated by the stars and moon ? Not too far fetched when conception is timed right for delivery sometime in the Spring…

This would certainly be way more beneficial than imprisoning a child within the confines of a house, room, or even worse, a crib… where he / she is forced to remain disconnected and alienated from nature and exposed to an artificial environment while being distracted by useless toys or even worse radio or TV.

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