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Day Ten


             The Queen of Heaven in the Kingdom of the Divine Will, Dawn that

                rises to put to Flight the Night of the Human Will. Her Glorious
                                                           Birth.


             The soul to the Queen of Heaven: Here I am, O Holy Mama, near

            your cradle, to be spectator of your prodigious birth. The heavens are
            stupefied, the sun is fixed upon You with its light, the earth exults with

            joy and feels honoured to be inhabited by its little newborn Queen; the

            Angels compete among themselves in surrounding your cradle, to
            honour You and to be ready for your wishes. So, all honour You and

            want to celebrate your birth. I too unite myself with all, and prostrate

            before your cradle, where I see, as though enraptured, your mother
            Anne and your father Joachim, I want to tell You my first word, I want to

            entrust to You my first secret. I want to empty my heart into Yours, and

            say to You: “My Mama, You who are the dawn, herald of the Divine Fiat
            upon the earth, O please! put to flight the gloomy night of the human will

            in my soul and in the whole world. Ah! yes, may your birth be our hope
            which, like a new dawn of grace, may regenerate us in the Kingdom of

            the Divine Will.”


            Lesson of the Newborn Queen:


            Child of my Heart, my birth was prodigious; no other birth can be said to

            be similar to mine. I enclosed within Myself the Heaven, the Sun of the
            Divine Will, and also the earth of my humanity, but a blessed and holy

            earth, which enclosed the most beautiful flowerings. And even though I

            was just newly born, I enclosed the prodigy of the greatest prodigies:
            the Divine Will reigning in Me, which enclosed in Me a Heaven more

            beautiful, a Sun more refulgent than those of Creation, of which I was

            also Queen, as well as a sea of graces without boundaries, which
            constantly murmured: “Love, love to my Creator.” Therefore, my birth

            was the true dawn that puts to flight the night of the human will; and as I





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