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And so it is that the Blessed Mother is able to access the tones of the soul in even
the most bereft, the most lost of souls… so it is that She is able to appear to souls
in their time of deepest need, when they are in their greatest closure, when they
are in the deep dark night. She is able to access them through this subtle soft
grace, ….like gentle rain falling on the parched earth, …. and in so doing she can
seep in through the tiniest cracks in the psyche. Her grace can permeate the hard
walls that have formed around the soul, Her grace can bypass any karmic
imprints that are there, preventing one from feeling Her.
And so it is in this soft shower of grace that Her wings of love fall upon us and
brush away our deepest sorrow, that Her wings of love enfold us unto
Her heart of hearts- Her Divine Heart of all forgiving love.
For in Her eyes we are all Her children. And just as any mother in her heart of
hearts and soul of souls wishes to welcome her children home unto her love, to
heal their pain with the breath of her heart, so the Blessed Mother welcomes us
unto her very own Divine Heart to re-turn and remember who we are.
And so it is in the softest of the soft and the tenderest of the tender that She serves
life, that She serves the human soul into remembrance. It is almost as if through Her
tenderness, through Her softness she is undeniable, she is un-keepable away, …..
we cannot push Her away, Her tenderness is so soft.
It permeates the deepest hardness within us.
This is Her unique grace, Her unique tones, Her unique frequencies of
remembrance. Like soft gentle rain falling upon the pain of our souls.
Lets us know that we are never alone even in our deepest misery. It just takes a
gentle turning towards Her, a gentle opening of the heart, a gentle willingness of
the soul to feel what She is already giving.
Let us breathe in Her now, dear sister, breathe in Her Grace-filled love,
Breathe in and receive the Blessed Mother’s gentle tones of love like the softest of
summer showers reigning through the tenderness of your soul.
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