Say one Our Father, seven Hail Marys, and conclude: O most Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart of Mary, pray for us. On the fifth medal: announce: The Crucifixion. On the fourth medal: announce: The Road to Calvary. On the third medal: announce: The Loss in the Temple. On the second medal: announce: The Flight into Egypt. Recite a Hail Mary on each of the seven beads which follow, and end with the words: O most Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart of Mary, pray for us. On the first medal: announce: The Prophecy of Simeon and recite one Our Father. Drop your stones and see if even one of them will fly. This is the first word to carry to the nations. I who am your Mother tell you these things. All folly is tossing stones at the heavens and willing them to fly. Lift a stone from the earth and let it fall: it can only seek its Mother. Next (at Our Lady’s request) recite the following words from the Gospel According to the Dark: In the name of Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. As She surrenders Her crown, Her earrings, Her necklace, and so forth, She asks each time, “What is this?” and a voice answers, “Quiet, Inanna! The ways of the Underworld are perfect and may not be questioned.” Eventually She finds Herself completely naked and ready to undergo transformation, dying and being reborn. At each of the Seven Gates to the Underworld, Inanna must surrender an ‘adornment’ (an aspect of Herself that She identifies closely with but must nevertheless give up in order to complete Her journey). Each of the seven sorrows of Our Lady takes us through our own bodies from our crown down to our root chakra. Like Inanna we descend through our souls and our seven chakras removing all that we no longer need. Show thy power with our Lord and Lady on behalf of thy suppliant Īs thou hast been in so many wonderful cases,įor the greater glory of our lord and ladyĪnd for the consolation of those who trust in thee. On account of which all confidently have recourse to thee expecting, That thou couldst obtain from Him whatsoever thou askest, Rita, so humble, so pure, so mortified, so patient and of such compassionate love for thy Crucified Lord, Hast been called the Advocate of the Hopeless and even of the impossible. Who for thy lavishness in granting favors Whose pleadings before our Divine Lord are almost irresistible, We pray to St Rita, abused woman, patron saint of the hopeless, carrying the cross, like Ereshkigal, the dark sister at the bottom of the pit. Now is the Hour of Her Return: Poems in Praise of the Divine Mother Kali.Waking Up to the Dark: Ancient Wisdom for a Sleepless Age.The Way of the Rose: The Radical Path of the Divine Feminine Hidden in the Rosary.A Brief History of the Rosary (from 40,000 BC to today).
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