Sitting in a really beautiful campsite at the moment: it was 30c in the caravan this afternoon, there is nowhere more beautiful than Ireland in a great summer. I lost my smartphone as I left home and for one reason or another could not get on the forum and am so glad to be here now. For the last few weeks I have done little but think and pray about and too Our Blessed Lady. She is the gold mine that has no bottom, riches that are never exhausted. If I thought I knew a little about her I now know I am not at the start of the start. I was thinking in the first place of her holiness. Of the fact she never said a single no to God. She never even hesitated she just went and did it. No matter how hard it seemingly impossible. That is huge, huge , huge holiness. That might have put me off her a little. To be so far beyond us all. So unattainable. But she is so very, very humble, so very simple. She carries this huge mountain of holiness so lightly that it is Impossible not to feel close to her. The Second thing I was thinking about her was her sorrows. The Cross was cut into her heart in letters of gold. The Cross should be carved on our hearts too, in large letters, never far from our thoughts.