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Become an #RPI woman!



Being a woman is cool but being an #RPI(Relevant, Purposeful, Influential) woman is the way to go!


Join other #RPI females at the 2015 TAMAR'S POUCH CONFERENCE.
Theme:R3! (Refreshed, Renewed, Restored)
Date: May 30th, Saturday
Time: 10:45am
Venue: Abundant House auditorium, 5 AGBC avenue off fasasi street, by newroad bustop, Olodi Apapa, Lagos, Nigeria


Tamar's pouch conference 2015 flyer


Tamar's Pouch conference combines the creative ability of God with the restorative power of the cross to provide rejuvenating stimulation of your glory in destiny.
It is ideal for any woman with a hunger for life's best!


SESSIONS INCLUDE

In-to-me see with God
Gele tying Lessons
Finace/Business Investment
Home Spa Treatment
Shop 4 Free (clothes and Jewelries)

REGISTRATION FREE:

#500 (regular) - Basic conference package





#1000(VIP) - Deluxe conference package PLUS New DVD Teaching on THE RPI CODE conference package,



# 2000(VVIP)- Premium Conference Package PLUS E-copy of my new book PROTHESIS and New DVD Teaching on THE RPI CODE





This experience is an  engaging way to bounce into the extra-ordinary woman you were designed to be!


I look forward to being with you!


Committed to Your Wholeness,
Anne Atulaegwu
Anne Atulaegwu

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