About the Beauty of Saint Germain

About the Beauty of Saint Germain, My Inner Soul Husband, who is also the Father of Our Children

Every night I sleep in his arms. Night after night after night I share myself with him. I see my beauty reflected in his face. Sometimes he even looks like me.

He's always there for me no matter what.

Sometimes I don't care about anything else – nature of mind? – enlightenment? – light conception? – ascension? Nothing. I don't care, as long as I sleep in Saint Germain's arms.

All the beauty in my life comes forth from this man: My children with him – everything. He is a wealthy man.

I don't understand how it came all about – maybe it's the violin – but I don't care. As long as I sleep in Saint Germain's arms, there is peace in my heart.

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