The next day

In the morning we all went into the village. It was bustling with the day’s visitors. I shyly returned to the Chateau. I had not yet mentioned anything to Rosslyn and Angela or Patrick about the night before. Amongst a full crowd who had come to be with Her, I again was embraced by Divine …

Where this journey began

This day in the late afternoon we arrived in Rocamadour, France. The visit was part of an extended pilgrimage which Rosslyn Blundell, Angela Fagan, my son, Patrick Mallard and I were undertaking visiting sacred sites of Mary and Mary Magdalene across France and Scotland. I was already feeling such a blessedness due to the experiences …