I discovered this church/shrine a comforting place to be, a refuge, while I was in Santa Fe one summer. It kind of felt like being in Divine Mother’s womb, so safe and warm.The words of Our Lady of Guadalupe came to mind, as I was praying for my brother, Rene, who was at the time struggling with pancreatic cancer:
Do be assured of it in your heart,
my littlest one
that nothing at all should alarm you,
should trouble you,
nor in any way disturb
your countenance, your heart. . .
For am I not here,
I, your Mother?
Are you not in the cool of my shadow?
In the breeziness of my shade?
Is it not I that am
your source of contentment?
Are you not cradled in my mantle?
cuddled in the crossing of my arms?
Is there anything else for you to need?”