titicaca 2

Until I became an adult... 

for me the Virgin Mary was the consciousness that had the Grace of God to be the Mother of the Redeemer on this Earth. 

It was in the month of June of 1996, when I took a trip to Bolivia, more precisely to Lake Titicaca [over grens Peru-Bolivia], where everything would be revealed to me.

At that time, my spiritual search was experiencing its greatest impulse. I had left ordinary life to intensely live this search, which I didn't properly understand why, but which occupied my whole consciousness. 

I tried to understand why a person, up until then leading a 'successful' ordinary life, had this compelling need to live only for God and His Plan on Earth.

As I traveled to Lake Titicaca... 

a trip that I made by land from Uruguay... 

I saw the image of Christ all the time. 

With open eyes, with eyes closed, while I prayed or looked at the landscape from the window of the bus. His Presence was permanent. Although He had been my companion since I was a child, at that moment I felt in my heart that something was about to happen. 

The next morning after having arrived at Lake Titicaca... 

I climbed one of the mountains that are around it, and I was ready to meditate.

Without knowing why, I prayed a few Hail Marys, something that I would never do, and to my surprise, I began to feel that my heart was beating very fast. 

I had my eyes closed, and in front of me, a very white light began to manifest. I opened my eyes and saw, that on the mountain a pathway was appearing, that went around it, and upon it was a female being, who began to approach.

This being came all dressed in white. It was not very tall, and wore a veil on her head. It seemed very young, like sixteen or seventeen years old. 

Behind this being, a huge angel appeared, that greatly amazed me, because it was ten times bigger that the feminine being. He carried a great sword in his right hand, which shone with a white energy. His wings were enormous and he moved them, and the movement generated a lot of light, that expanded all over the mountain, and reached the lake.

Instantly, His voice reached my consciousness, which resounded like thunder within me: 

"I am the Archangel Michael."

I then heard very clearly the soft and firm voice of the feminine being, which said to me:

"Daughter, I am your Mother, the Blessed Virgin Mary. 

Today a new stage begins for you. 

You will work with Me in the plan of rescue

of the souls of this world."

I felt an unknown love... 

something that seized my consciousness. 

Something new.

In that moment, a replica of the sword the Archangel Michael held in His hand detached, and as it moved toward me, it became smaller and smaller. When it was very close, it didn't measure more than ten centimeters, with a soft movement, it became embedded in my chest. 

I felt a strong pain and a lot of heat... 

as if something had melted within my heart.

When I looked at the mountain again, it was no longer there. 

A huge question appeared in my mind: What was that? Why had the Virgin Mary contacted me? What had all that She said to me mean?

I  felt an indescribable joy, as if my soul were skipping within my being, and at the same time, another part of myself observed the situation in perplexity, not understanding anything and with thousands of questions.

I tried to calm down, to breathe. 

In my notebook, which I always carried, I wrote up to the very last detail, and said to myself: this you will keep and not tell anybody. And at that point, I remembered what I used to repeat to myself when I was a child, each time I had a spiritual experience that I didn't understand: this you will keep and not tell anybody.

But I immediately realized, that I was no longer a child, and we were in different times, and if the Virgin Mary had contacted me, something more would happen. 

As I had always done, I held the experience within me, without any expectation, because I had learned that what is truly of God must materialize on the physical plane in some way. That all we had to do, was wait and have faith. 

I came down from the mountain. 

It was around 10:30 in the morning. 

In the afternoon, I decided to go back. 

Around 4 pm I was meditating again, this time facing the lake, since the sun was descending over it. It seemed as if time had stopped and nothing existed, except this moment and this place. My consciousness was in great peace.

I began to pray, giving God each prayer with great gratitude. I only wanted to pray and give thanks. I didn't know exactly why, because I felt that it wasn't just because of the experience from that morning, but rather for something more that I didn't understand. 

I had the feeling that this had not yet finished.

[bron]