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Visions of Thorns

The vision of thorns of Blessed Alexandrina is a "symbolic figuration" (St. Augustine) of all the sins committed by mankind. She suffers with them and for them, she offers herself to sinners to save them.


«On the night of February 27, I had a vision of thorns that caused me great suffering and fear. It was a forest of thorns, only thorns in front of me; it was a dense forest. They rose to such a height, entangled in one another, that it was impossible to see their end. They were all falling over me, very thick and long. I didn't know the meaning of it, I didn't understand it. What I feel since that moment is that I'm all surrounded by them. My bed is made of thorns, my clothes are made of thorns, what I wear are thorns, I am thorns.

Everything is pain, everything is blood; pain that doesn't belong to me, blood that isn't mine. I'm in the middle of that forest that is blood, blood that blooms and gives life to all the thorns. And over them is still falling always the same dewy rain of blood.

These thorns are so renewed! My soul feels that thorns will give rise to new white buds.»

(Feelings of the Soul; 27/02/1945)


«I feel like I'm rolling on Earth; I roll, I travel the world ceaselessly and it's the pain that makes me do it. It rips my heart, my soul and my whole being. I feel like a world of wild animals (sinners) is falling all over me; with trunks, like elephants, they penetrate my body, and suck all my blood. I am so tired, I have nothing more to give them.

With good will I can open their veins so they can drink. But, woe is me, I'm like a dry river and you can only find in it thick and parched sands.

Oh my Jesus, what can I do for You? The world doesn't see, and I have no light to give. So many souls are thirsty, and I cannot satiate them.

Let them my Jesus, let them all enter Your Divine Heart: they will find light, they will be satiated!

From You they can receive all the life they need and the life that I cannot give them!»

(Feelings of the Soul; 26/02/1945)


«At that moment, I saw the great wheat field, vast, so vast; blond, so blond. How beautiful it was! Behind it, Jesus was walking, crowned with thorns, giving way under the weight of the Cross. I met Him right away. He was sobbing.

Oh Jesus, oh Jesus, I don't want You with the Cross, I don't want to see You crowned with thorns and I don't want to see in Your Divine eyes one single tear.

Jesus looked at me sweetly and said:

"Oh My child, and you are still crucified on the cross, encircled with thorns and crying tears? There are so many thorns, they are from all around the world. The pain is infinite, because it's Mine!"

"I don't care, Jesus, give me my strength."

I saw so many thorns, so many, so heaped and so sharp! But courageously, I said:

"Make them fit on my head and in my heart, as well as they fit in Yours; give them to me and pile them up over me."»

(Feelings of the Soul, 1953)


«He came. It allowed me to see Him with His Sacrosanct Head in one single thorn, in one single sea of blood. His Divine Heart ripped from top to bottom in the same sea of ​​blood, but burning in flames of love.

"I suffer so much, so much, My daughter! Pain and blood, pain and blood! Love, endless love! Oh! How much I love the poor lost humanity. Humanity owes you, Portugal owes you!»

(Feelings of the Soul; 07/15/1955)



«My heart is talking, not me; it’s the heart that is suffering, it’s the heart that is feeling all the pains and sorrows; it’s surrounded by thorns and all the bleeding wounds.»

(Feelings of the Soul; 11/12/1948)


«I felt the pain of Our Lord in my heart and the painful suffering caused by the thorns being stuck. I really saw the thorns: they were so many, so many! They were like hedges. Our Lord was so sad and He was crying. I told Him:

"Do not cry, Jesus: make my suffering divert these thorns from Your Divine Heart to save it from injuries. Make also this same suffering of this miserable daughter awake and resuscitate sinners.»

(Letters to Father Mariano Pinho; 30/06/1939)

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