This evening Mother appeared as Queen and Mother of all peoples. Mother had a pink dress; the mantle that wrapped her was light blue-green, her head was also covered by the same mantle. Mother had her arms open in a sign of welcome; in her right hand was a long white rosary of light. In her left hand a large closed book, whose pages were being moved by the wind. Mother had bare feet resting on the world, on which could be seen scenes of war and violence. Mother was very sad. May Jesus Christ be praised
"My dear children, I thank you for having responded to this call of mine by hastening into my blessed woods. My children, once again I am here to ask you for prayer, prayer for this world that is ever more tormented by the sin of men, who are walking away from God. Pray, my children, may your lives be prayer; pray but without appearing - prayer acts even when you do it in silence.
Children, I have been here among you for a long time, but only a few have really understood and comprehended the reason for my presence here in my blessed woods. I am here to gather and convert you, I am here as a mother of love and mercy; I come to you because my Son Jesus wants this place he has chosen to become the place and presence of God. Yes, my children, I am here by the immense Mercy of God which He has for each of you.
My beloved children, I ask you to love one another; may the commandment of love flow among you, love one another without selfish ends; love one another, children. I will be here in my blessed woods to welcome you, love you and console you as long as my Son wants it, men will not put an end to it but God himself. Whoever among you believes that they are the first should make themselves last, whoever feels like a teacher should become a disciple, whoever really wants to do God's will should make themselves a useless servant."
Then Mother showed me the world under her feet and said to me: "look, daughter" .... I saw terrible scenes of wars and violence. Cities destroyed and invaded by tanks, guerrillas with weapons, desperate mothers with lifeless children in their arms, men and women who were prostituting themselves, and so much more that I saw flowing quickly like images one after another. Mother began talking again: "See, daughter", then her voice was as if broken by pain - a moment of silence.
"Daughter, do you think that all this does not make my Son suffer? Look at my tears, see how much horror and how much suffering. What do men think, that God does not suffer? Many think that God has forgotten them, but it is not so: more and more, men are forgetting about Him. My son suffers, and he waits silently for man to retrace his steps, and in his immense love he sends me to various places in the world in order to convert and love you.
God is father, God loves you, God is Mercy, but He is also justice; please listen to me and return to God. "
Then Mother prayed over those present and touched some pilgrims individually. Finally she blessed everyone. In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.