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Little Carmelite, come with me to the Cenacle of Jerusalem, where my son Jesus celebrated the Passover and instituted the Holy Eucharist with the Apostles. In this same place the great miracle of Pentecost took place, and in this same place “my Soul was raptured, in an act of Love,” to soar to meet Jesus.

Days before my Passover, that is, my Passover to Heaven, I went to the Cenacle of Jerusalem, accompanied by John “the beloved disciple,” and Mary Magdalene “the faithful Repairer” who, with her tears, atoned and made reparation for the sins of others.

Already in the Cenacle, I asked to gather all the Apostles, disciples, and servants of my son. I have been for all of them; Mother, Teacher, Educator, Counselor.

I spoke to them about my life and Jesus: what better than a Holy Mother to speak about her son to others? All called me Mother, all recognized me as Mother, because as a Tender Church, Born, Innocent, Jesus entrusted it to my Maternal Care. And being there, I gave my last Counsels, my last Words, my last Mother’s Kisses and Hugs, to all of them.

They did not know what was happening, but I was illuminated by the spirit of my son. It was so much my desire, my yearning and my longing for Jesus that I begged every time that my son would come for me. My step to the eternity did not occur by any disease, but my spirit was raptured by the Love, the Immense Love that I had for my son. And with this same Mother’s Love for Jesus, I also disposed it to the Church, and before my Easter, I commended very well the Church in the heart of Peter. I kissed my little ones on their foreheads, I looked at them, I smiled, I talked with everyone.

My children, until the last moment of my life on earth I gave myself to all. I did not judge, nor did I select the holy, the good, or the sinner, or the unjust. I loved them and I love them all. And as a Mother I invite you to truly open your hearts, to let your hearts be transformed by my son.

Look at Heaven, long for Heaven, think of eternity; but this does not justify that you do not practice well your earthly life. Charity! Charity! Charity! You will be judged at the end by love. Remember, many souls are already lost because of lack of love. The mystery of my transit to Heaven is permeated by an incommensurable Charity. Children, only Charity will make of you great saints. Do not wait any longer! you have already enough time and life to live and incarnate the Gospel of my Son!

I encourage you: “be saints”. In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit Amen.

Hail Mary Most Pure conceived without original sin.


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