"Mãe".

“Come, take my hand, my son; let your heart be mine.”

I am now having a vision of Our Lady with her heart exposed, Immaculate, pure and full, red with the blood of her son and in her grace. I now see within her heart a beautiful land, brilliant green, brightly lit by the clear blue sky and sun. And in the sky, I see beautiful blue birds and pink roses.

“My son, this is what awaits you.”

‘Mother, may these birds sing within my heart the glory of this new day and every day.’

And as I finish my prayer, the spiritual stigmata appears within my hand.

‘O Lord, if it be your will, let it come true. And I pray now for your pure graces to fill my soul.’

This stigmata is now burning with the flames of divine love.

‘O holy love, I say take me, my heart is yours. Give me the strength to give all of myself to you and may my body be an ever-living temple of your Spirit, for the glory of your graces to abound within me for others.’

“Yes, my son, yes.”

‘And may I never forget this vision that I have never had before.’

“My son, there is so much more. Let it be fulfilled within you.

Love my son, love your brothers and sisters, for you must lead them to my son’s love and show them only love. For that which is born of the flesh is flesh, and that which is born of the Spirit is holy and true.”