Humanity of Jesus continued to grow, united hypostatically with the Divinity. My maternal womb was very narrow – dark; there was not a glimmer of light, and I saw Him in my maternal womb, immobile, enwrapped

that children adore, it’s balloons … perhaps because they give us the impression that there may be a narrow thread that binds us to Heaven. These nuns from Abruzzo made a huge rosary out of balloons and flew

rich golden embroidery. The third one is wearing a silk shirt puffing out of long large trousers, narrow at the ankles. He is wrapped in a very fine shawl which resembles a flowery garden, so bright are