“My daughter, my son,
there could not be separation between Me and my sweet Mama.
The separation was only apparent.
She and I were fused together. (…)
I felt my sweet Mama everywhere.
I felt Her in my breath. And if it was labored, She would relieve it.
I felt Her in my Heart. And if It was embittered, She would sweeten It.
I felt Her in my step; And if it was tired, She would give Me vigor and rest
And who can tell you how I felt Her in my Passion?
At each lash, at each thorn, at each wound, at each drop of my Blood.
I felt Her everywhere, carrying out the office of my true Mother. ”