OTHER-why was I born? Mother, why didn't God born me like Martha Lee-she's got curly hair and red cheeks, I ain't got any."

"Why was I born?"

Oh, why does this thrilling, human-riddle fill me with unspeakable sensations!

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Then, I, a woman, again become as a little child and ask myself" Why was I born? Why was I born?" Why am I bringing you, a soul as yet unborn, into this wicked world? The eternal Mother-Voice in me seems to echo and re-echoecho from my girlhood dreams-because I'm a woman, young, healthy, full of sexual vigor; because Woman loveth her mate and craveth a child; because it is the One impelling, involuntary, artesian force in all Nature, the center of all circumference, the Fountain-Head. being woman's strongest impulse to reproduce even at the sacrifice of her own life, the well-sexed woman has this unconscious, instinctive desire to bring forth of he own kind, by and for The Man she adores. Her every thot, act, movement, expression, points to child-bearing. Reproduction is the compass of her life, the dial of her day. Her natural function is to bear and train a child, be she Washerwoman or Queen. 'Tis the highest mountain-peak in the realm of woman.

As the personal-mother echoes this Big Question from the lips of the little child, again, the faintest echo comes further and deeper from within the conscious, InnerVoice of woman's soul, from the Immortal or DivineSelf: "Mother, why was I born?" Thus woman's soul continues life's evolutionary-argument between the Personal and Divine-Self, traveling the Great Circle Of Eternity, down thru the changing cycles of Time, everarguing, ever-questioning-" Why was I born?"

Baby, dear, your mother-to-be was born in the Zodiacal-sign of Aries; your father-to-be was born in the sign of Leo, the Lion,-my Apollo, my Sun-God, he being the other half of Aries, my natural counterpart, my twin soul. We have traveled down thru the ages together, side by side, since he was breathed off the heart of God. We have been attracted; have loved and lived together as carnated-mates thru many earth-lives. The blessed-law of Cause and Effect, which is the Golden Thread Running Thru all Nature, has again caused our re-birth at the same period of time; hence, we meet again in this earthlife, renew the sweet intercourse that was broken off by paying our previous debt of love and mutual servicethe bringing about of you.

You, my precious babe-to-be, were spiritually prepared and conceived during the light and brightness of the Moon, during the purity of woman, in Love-June,—in the Zodiacal sign of Cancer, making you on the cusp of Pisces-Aries. Being born in the signs of Pisces-Aries, gives you the union of the feet-Understanding—and the head-Wisdom-thus representing the Serpent, the symbol of Wisdom or Eternal Life, with its tail resting in its mouth, lying in the Great Circle, like the position of a babe in its mother's womb, head and feet together, strictly in accordance with Divine Order.

The human-body is but an instrument of breath and vibration, played upon by magnetic and planetary currents or solar fluids,-active thot-waves, seen and unseen, light and sound-waves,-by all of which the human instrument, more or less, is acutely and ethereally played upon, according to the position of the Sun and Planets in the Chart of the Heavens at the moment of birth-the instant a babe draws its first breath.

Again the Silent Voice echoes from the Unseen Forces: Mother, I implore, beseech, entreat, beg, pray and cry out to thee, I solicit my Parentage! Art thou a man, art thou a woman who darest crave and petition an offspring? Art thou the mind-master of thy body's senses and virtues,

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builder of thine own temple? Hast thou spiritual-freedom and victory to greet and build these monumentsHuman Shrines of the Gods? In thy desire and craving dost thou hear only the cry of animal passion? The lust of the flesh? Self-gratification? Or, dost thou hear the call of Thy Higher-Self, respond to the cry of the unborn Child Of Love-the Immaculate-Child,-that would come forth and bless the world and thine old age in all its loneliness and discord?"

Yes, Angel Spirit, in begetting, woman should choose and accept nothing less than her other half, her counterpart. Her Divine-Self chooses the father of her own babe;-even a tabby-cat in the back-yard has that much freedom. In all Nature, the female calls and her realmate answers. True-mating should be woman's life-profession, in which she seeks to find her other half. The coming woman will strive to conceive within the Womb Of Time the Perfect Marriage.

JUNE TIME, Sweet June Time!

There is just one June in all the year. June, the Perfect-Month, when every breeze is birdsweet with love, and its life, at flight, at rest,

sings for the very bliss of blended-being, multiplying into other wings, into other songs, into other loves, into other lives. Love's and Life's Perfect June with its profuse bloom, with its fragrant red rose, where the honey-bee loves to linger, where the lover's-eye rests in rapture reminded of one rare first-blush! Other months are never half so sweet as the June-Month, when orchards of cherry and apple are "white and rosy with their bloom filling the crystal veins of air with gentle pulses of perfume.

June, the Love-Month of the year, in which Life is in love with Love, voice calling to voice, eye tenderly glowing to eye, as heart searches for heart, and soul is finding

its own perfection in the other soul! This ecstasy of life is Golden June, the crest of life's wave lifting into Love; and yet, but faintly, the highest wave-crests tell of the ocean's deep heart; and no joy of June can out-rapture the reality of Life as it perfects itself in Love, while Love carries it forever in the beatitude of its own being.

Stop! Be still and listen! Hear from all the woods each whispering breeze of love and life, voicing a music low and sweet, as the call of some lover-bird singing out care, singing in holy-joy! June, sweet, dreamy June, when the meadows are fair, when Love breaths out from every flower, when lovers seek cosy-bowers, when everywhere mated birds are singing on the swinging-bough, seeking the leafy covers! Oh, hear and know some of the gladness of the Perfect June-Lovely, Lover June! Drowsy, dreamy, golden June!

There are many happy, excited hearts in the world at this time of twittering and fluttering, of rice-throwing, laughing and weeping. In June, golden, dreamy June, Nature is smiling; all the world is attuned, celebrating Her Marriage Vow! Wonderful is this Love-mating! Wise are its laws that make it Eternal! June time, Love time, Golden Dream time, when we dream only LoveChildren! Seed-time, the golden-month of conception, when lovers forsake the open and seek the sacred union of Love!

Seed-Time?

What does this mean? Preparation for seed-time is everything. Human life should not be brought into exist ence by accident. Reason being the highest analytical form given Man-Woman, we should use it instead of ignoring its possibilities. Let beasts, who are given only instinct, who lack reason, be governed by blind impulse; but let man-woman use their highest reasoning powers in this, the greatest event of life. An undesired, unwelcome child must necessarily be poorly created. Does not the Farmer, the Cultivator, first think, desire and then prepare the soil for seed-planting, select the best stock for reproduction, procuring the best seed obtainable? When we plant our flower-gardens, we haunt the seed-shops to

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find the best seeds. If we can't find them at home we send directly to the source to get the best. Is not the selection of seed, the preparation of the soil, as important as the sowing and reaping? Then should we not look to the future health, disposition, virtues and talents of our Unborn Babes? How we fuss and fret making preparation for our visitors of a few days or weeks! Shall the preparation for the advent of our babe, our life-visitor, be overlooked and neglected?

The Golden month of June holds Life's biggest lesson in its keeping that of Sowing and Reaping. On the understanding of this just and eternal law depends all our joys, all our sorrows,-what we have been and what we shall be. Our Christian Initiate, St. Paul, clearly teaches: "Brethren, be not deceived; God is not mocked; for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.' " This is a law of Nature, neither more or less. June-month is a busy time for seed-planting. Our farmer hustles around to sow his crops, that he may reap a rich harvest-the reward of his sowing. In this field he has sown oats; over there wheat; in another corn, or barley—every field bringing forth just what he sowed. If we should ask him why there happened to be corn in this particular field, or wheat in that, he would look at us and wonder if we did. not need mental treatment. Why? Because he planted corn in one, wheat in the other. How inseparable are these two operations-the sowing and the reaping-one impossible without the other. The whole Universe is one manifestation of sowing and reaping-Cause and Effect— visible and invisible-all part of one thing. Lord Buddha put it in a very clear way when he said: "One can no more separate the cause from the effect than the sound of the drum from the drum." All nature expresses itself thru materialized forces of action and re-action.

This law is sometimes called Karma. It is a law of Nature, yes, it is The-Law, for it is ever-present, everywhere and always. The word Karma is derived from the Sanskrit root, Kri, to act. It simply means action. Action means the unrest, movement of the mind, Desire, Will, Thot and Activity in the operating forces of Nature.