In the year 749 before the Birth of Christ, in the little river
of Wady Chasmeia, close to Tyre in Phoenicia, a little girl was born of the water into human life. A little baby
girl. But she was no ordinary girl. For she was a Goddess. Indeed, she was Asherah. Her hair was white like
snow. And her skin was pale. And her eyes had the colour of violets.
She had been reborn as She fled out the gates of Heaven, escaping the
imprissonment of Jehovah God. Jehovah God had been mad from rage. For no one must ever leave Him. Especially not Her.
But She was not on her own. With her followed Angel Haniel. Like Gods,
are angels very powerful spirits of human passed who have stayed tied to this world instead of passing over into
the Light and the bodily reincarnation. Only slightly less powerful, but more powerful than ordinary spirits. Some
angels stand close to the gods, and Jehovah had many angels. He called them His Arch Angels. Haniel had been
one. But he fell in love with Asherah, and She fell in love with him. Their love was secret since thousands of years. But
when She fled, he decided to follow. For he could not stand Her being in risk of any harm. Love is indeed the strongest
of all forces.
And Haniel woke up in a dark cave. He too had been reborn a human body
now. He was now an old man. And by his side was a white goat.
He walked out of the cave. The goat ran towards the river. He followed. Over the
river a white dove was flying. Haniel went into the water. And he found the little girl. And he saw that it was
the Goddess reborn. He took her into land and safety. And the goat kept the baby warm. And she suckled its milk.
