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Finding Mother Mary
I was looking for love.
I
didn’t know that I was looking for Mary. All I knew is that my
experiences with love had been disappointing. I was looking for
something that would transform me, raise me up, and allow me to
feel whole. I was still unclear about the idea of forgiveness.
Everyone I knew and everything that I had experienced had left
me feeling that love was simply a concept, something fragile and
evanescent, not our legacy, not mine to have.
Meeting Mary changed all that for
me.
I
don’t know what made her come into my life that day. I was
simply meditating. I had found that in my meditations I could
make contract with a variety of angelic beings that would “talk”
to me and offer their wisdom and insights about the human
journey. For about ten months, I had been “conversing” with
Archangel Gabriel. I experienced him as an elder brother, wise
and witty, someone who had “been around the block” and could
offer some tips on how to live life more honestly and fully. I
had been transcribing his messages and working toward a book I
was calling “the Gabriel Letters.”
I
was living in a newly built home in Scottsdale, Arizona. I had
been fully involved with the building process. My friends and I
had blessed the land before the builder began. We had come over
and asked the rocks that lay strewn over the lot, which ones
wanted to be saved and we had labored to carry them off, put
them in my truck and store them until the construction was
complete. Then we had brought them back one by one and placed
each where it asked to be. I had walked the land with sage and
sweet grass. I had asked that this home be a blessed place for
me and for all who came.
As I
sat on the sofa that afternoon, watching my breath and
visualizing each color of the chakra meditation that I had done
for years, I felt something different. I felt a thick bluish
cloud of light and a powerful and very large energy in the room.
I found myself bowing my head to this powerful presence and
asking telepathically, “who are you?”
A
sweet clear voice answered, “Many call me Mary.”
“How
can I be of service to you,” I asked?
She
simply replied, “Will you Be with me?”
I
did not know in that moment what my commitment would mean and
yet everything in me simply said, “Yes.”
She
stayed for a while that afternoon and said no more. I simply
felt her presence. Then, she was gone.
Each
day for the next eleven days, she came in the afternoon between
two and four and would simply visit with me, rarely speaking to
me, simply acknowledging me and “being” with me.
I
came to believe that she was simply there to bless me and
perhaps reassure me that the world of blessed angels and guides
was real and was very much available to me and to all of us.
I
treasured these quiet communions and told no one. I didn’t trust
myself and I didn’t know what I would say to those who
questioned me or wanted to share the experience. I savored it
for me. For the first time, I felt treasured and touched without
any response or return required. I felt loved unconditionally.
For the first time, I knew a kind of peace that I cannot
explain. I knew that I was loved for me and my heart opened to
sweet bliss.
After these first two weeks, Mary came at odd hours and
different times and now she began to “speak” to me and urge me
to write down her messages. First, I simply wrote them down for
myself but as the work increased in volume and in urgency, I
chose a few friends and invited them to come and to hear Mother
Mary speak through me. I was more comfortable with writing what
the voice would tell me, but there came a time when I knew I was
simply to get out of the way, and Mother Mary would speak.
So
many doubts and fears clouded my mind. What would my friends
think? Was I crazy? Would there be dozens of people camped out
on my front lawn if word got out? All of these fears I brought
to Mary and she simply asked, “What is it that you would
create?” I said my choice was to be a clear channel for her
information and that people could respond to the messages, not
to me, for I was simply the vehicle. And she said, “Then so it
will be.”
That
first night in 1997 there were six of us sitting in my living
room. I had a tape recorder and had asked one of my friends to
ask the questions we had organized. I also told them all that
this was simply an experience, and that they were free to doubt
or question anything that was said. I felt protective of Her and
vulnerable to what would come.
So
began the communions and conversations with Mother Mary that
have continued now into the seventh year. All over the world
there are encounters with Mother Mary and apparitions and signs.
She is here to teach us about love and I believe that she
continues to come because we are still learning what love is. We
are still learning how to experience it and how to express it.
This
website is dedicated to the will and the work of God and my path
is to offer what I hear and feel as the voice of Blessed Mother
Mary. I offer it to you as information for your journey. If it
fills you with peace and brings you comfort, I rejoice. If it is
not for you, I also rejoice in your knowing what is best for
you.
My
wish is simply that we each find what brings us closer to God
that we all may create a world of peace and harmony. May your
journey be blessed.
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