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Three classes of silence are perceived, in sacred savouring of eternal mystery, there in the depth of the spirit, in the inner contact, sacrosanct and silenced of the soul with God, and in the times before the tabernacle, immersed in the mystery of the Lord of the Sacrament Who hides, silenced behind the nights of mystery, waiting should someone come to visit Him.

Children, help me to help the Church; to sweep the rubbish that has fallen in the course of time on the transparent and unblemished mirror, so luminous and shining of Mother Church, where, behind the brilliance of Her luminosity is reflected, revealing itself through the face of Christ, the face of God in Her...!

Today I kiss You, like an enamoured bride, trembling and adoring, in the passing of the ages in all those particles that have fallen on the ground; in order to tell You, in the tender­nesses that from my soul have arisen, when dis­covering the mystery that has afflicted my spir­it in loves, so that I may love with this new nuance of my wounded heart…

Silence…! Silence…! Silence…! for the Lady feels that Her whole soul smoothly and peacefully flames in the savoury, mysterious and infinitely immutable heat of the divine kiss of the Immutability by essence in a Trinitarian act... And almost without perceiving it… without being aware… without noticing anything…the Lady finds Herself, in a delightful… smooth and silent… twinkling of an eye…before that God whom She contemplated and possessed during Her whole life; but now, having been attained, the degree of divinisation determined by God Himself, She is snatched and introduced into the nuptial chamber, to have in the Homeland the same that She had in the exile, but in a total, joyful and absolute possession of Eternity.