23 November

Our Lady of America (1957)

This vision of herself is very important, as it reveals Our Lady as she really and truly was, the Immaculate Tabernacle of the Indwelling God.

Our Lady was standing on a globe, her right foot resting on a crescent or quarter moon, the left on the snout of a rather small and very ugly looking dragon.  I saw fire come out of his huge jaws, but not very much, as he could not open them wide enough because of Our Lady's foot.  At time he seemed to be somewhat black, again of a shade of green.  Our Lady was all in white.  Her veil was so long that it seemed to envelope the globe halfway.  Sometimes the veil appeared so transparent that Our Lady's hair could be seen through it, and the hair seemed to be sparkling with the light of many glittering stars.  At times the edges of her veil, sleeves, and garments seemed to be outlined in light.  The veil was held about her head by a wreath of white roses.  Her feet were bare.

The previous day Our Lady had appeared with her hands outstretched.  At this second visit she slowly raised them, then crossed them on her breast rather close to her waist.  While doing so, she bend her head slightly forward, and it seemed that her eyes were closed, not just lowered.  On her breast, as though through a veil, the Triangle and the Eye, which is often depicted as the symbol of the Divine Indwelling, could be visibly seen.  I said that Our Lady's feet were bare, that is, devoid of any kind of footwear, but on each foot was a large white rose.  The roses, both on the feet and on the crown, were of such dazzling whiteness that the outlines of the petals could barely be seen, sometimes not at all.  It seemed that a strong beam of light streamed from the Divine Presence within Our Lady onto the globe at her feet.  Then halfway around the figure of Our Lady above her head appeared a scroll on which were written in letters of gold the words: 

"All the glory of the King's daughter is within."

Though it did not appear that her lips  moved, yet I heard these words quite plainly:

"I am Our Lady of the Divine Indwelling, handmaid of Him Who dwells within."

She seemed suffused in a soft glow of light that appeared to come from within her.  It seemed to permeate and, as it were, saturate her whole being, even her apparel and the roses.

Our Lady of America to Sr. Mildred

Ave Maria!