Messages of the Virgin Mary

Raise your consciousness up like the mountains and feel part of a great mystery.

Before your eyes all the secrets of the Universe are being unveiled.

The safest keys are given into the hands of the humble.

The Portals into infinity open so that the most simple are able to pass into the innermost spaces of universal life.

In a cyclic and harmonious way, the most sacred treasures are shown to those who want to see them so they can recognize within themselves the greatest treasure of Creation, Love.

The sojourners in faith light their torches in the Great Fire of the whole of existence and illuminate the dark paths of those who still cannot recognize their own inner light. They never separate, because, in their depths, they know a purpose must be fulfilled.

Because of this, little by little, the veils of consciousness fall away so that each spirit, as well as each heart, may become aware of the effect of its deeds and experiences of yesteryear.

But, in the face of the sign of Truth, the travelers bow down because they know that upon their path there has always been the infinite hand of Love that guided and safeguarded everything.

The eyes of those who have not surrendered fill with intense tears, at last, they can feel that it is only love that transforms, elevates and heals all things.

The time has come for the seekers of the path to place all swords at the foot of the Temple so that the surrender of all mistakes may be accomplished.

While the mirrors light up before the gaze of the pure, the first moments of an unforgettable peace are reflected within the scenario of life.

Each step the pilgrim takes is a step that the sleeping humanity takes.

Each unconditional surrender is the Cross of the redeeming victory that is shaped on some part of the surface.

Thus, what is far from hearts begins to draw closer, and the Source of Love returns with an unknown momentum.

The Work is done in the name of the indifference of the majority, and the arches of light open, beyond everything, to those who did not deserve to see them.

The apostles feel within themselves the action of Mercy, and nobody remains without knowing that the time of redemption approaches.

The gardens of souls are prepared, a place where the Master, among masters and sages, will place His humble Feet.

In the meantime, everything is purified within and outside of consciousnesses in order that the majority may be free from old mistakes.

A light of renewed hope emerges on the horizon and everyone can see it.

Thus, you are again called to the living of true love.

Those fallen into darkness are removed from those spaces.

Love becomes Mercy to save whoever wants to be saved.

The time of the clock is showing the promised hour.

May the followers of the Light and of the storms wash their feet in the Fount so that, cleansed, they may sit at the table, awaiting the Great Master.

An inexplicable wisdom descends into even the most foolish minds. The purpose is that the hardest of heart may open to the coming of the universal Truth.

The paths of old and heavy histories are modified.

Justice and its severity are changed by the action of Love and its eternal power.

Everyone is gathered together, in spite of their differences and histories. All, without exception, are placed for a moment in the Arms of the Divine Father.

All perceive that there have never been winners or losers, but rather souls that experienced various paths of redemption.

Thus, the new sun rises in the universe of those who were in the shadows, and the Light begins to blossom like the roses in a winter garden.

Everything is transformed. Grace, as a greater principle, makes everything possible.

The soldiers, holding hands, unite to concretize the last phase of the Plan of Redemption.

In the Books of the Universe these moments are written.

May the inner ears be attentive to hear the sacred word of the Light that transfigures all things.

In unity, the banner of redemption is raised.

In love, the Return of Christ is fulfilled.

I thank you for responding to My call!

Who blesses you,

Your Mother Mary, Rose of Peace