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Saint Juan Diego 1474-1548 Feast day: December 9 Patronage: America and Natives

Saint Juan Diego was an indigenous Mexican who embraced the Catholic faith, spread by the Spanish friars, that came with Cortez. On December 9th, 1531, Our Lady appeared to him on Tepeyac Hill (Guadalupe), as he was going to Mass, asking for a church to be built on that spot. After convincing the skeptical Bishop of the authenticity of the apparition, through Mary’s miraculous image on his tilma (cloak) and Castillian roses spilling out when he opened the tilma, the Bishop had the church built. Thousands of conversions occurred, when the tilma, with Our Lady’s image on it, was processed through Mexico City. St. Juan Diego spent the rest of his life as the caretaker of the tilma and telling the story of the apparition. The tilma can be seen today in the basilica in Mexico City.

Prints, plaques & holy cards available for purchase here: (website)

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"From Mary, we learn to trust even when all hope seems gone." - #SaintJohnPaulII #BenditaVirgenMaría #OurLadyofGuadalupe

📷 La Virgen de Guadalupe / Hector Garrido / UIHere Designs. #Catholic_Priest #CatholicPriestMedia #BVMary

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Within the Octave of the Immaculate Conception, Nuestra Senora De Guadalupe / Our Lady of Guadalupe (1531) and Memorials of the Saints for 12 December

Tuesday of the Second Week of Advent Within the Octave of the Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary, Mother of God Nuestra Senora De Guadalupe / Our Lady of GuadalupeThe First Apparition was on 12 December 1531.All about Our Lady of…

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#Catholic #OurLadyOfGuadalupe #Mexico https://www.instagram.com/p/CmF4garrrU2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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These turned into little collections. Available tomorrow at 2pm EST . . . #ourladyofguadalupe #milagro #sacred #sacredheart #sacredhearttattoo #sacredwoman #woman #mother https://www.instagram.com/p/CnsR6gPAc-D/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Viva Birhen Sa Guadalupe! #Blue #Pink #PinkFlowers #BlueFlowers #PenitentialWalkWithMary #WalkWithMary #BirhenSaGuadalupeSaSugbo #NuestraSeñoraDeGuadalupeDeCebu #OurLadyOfGuadalupe #Niño #SantoNiñoDeCebu #BasilicaMinoreDelSantoNiñoDeCebu #SantoNiñoTheSourceOfPeaceInTheWalkOfFaith #458thFiestaSeñor #FiestaSeñor #Sinulog2023 #Sinulog #KuyogTaNiño #MamaRita #Mama #Inahan #francheskadora #binibinisugbu (at Basilica Minore del Santo Niño de Cebu) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnW4V_0SPur/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Beautiful hand coiled built Our Lady of Guadalupe olla Mata Ortiz . .⠀ #sandiafolk #ourladyofguadalupe #virginmary #folkart #mexicanart #puebloart #design #architecturelovers #mexicanfolkart #pitfiredpottery #mexico #mataortiz #nativeamericanstyle #mataortizpottery #contemporaryart #barronegro #coiledpottery #paquime #oaxacacultural #handmadeceramics #oaxacaart #mexicanart #nativeamericanpottery #pueblopottery #arttherapy #woodtherapy #mexicanfolkart #ceramicart #paquimepottery #clayart #casasgrandespottery #homedecor (at Houston, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmhOs-MLlbh/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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, This past Monday was #DíaDeLaVirgenDeGuadalupe. 🙏🏼 Couldn’t make it to mass because I had work later that morning, but here’s a completely unrelated, rare sighting of my fugly mug actually smiling from when I went to #ValleDeGuadalupe 🇲🇽 during a beautiful day in October whilst wearing my #OurLadyOfGuadalupe shirt by @AllSaints. 🙌🏼 Have a great weekend, kids! x . . . . . . . Sunglasses by @TomFord #TomFord, Red String Bracelet & Skull Bangle by @AlexanderMcQueen #AlexanderMcQueen, Belt & Timepiece by @LAMB by @GwenStefani #LAMBbyGwenStefani #GwenStefani, Brass ID Bracelet by @HarajukuWorld #HarajukuLovers, Trousers by @MaisonValentino #MaisonValentino #Valentino, Boots by @VivienneWestwood #VivienneWestwood, #BoysWithTattoos  #GuysWithTattoos  #TattooedBoysOfInstagram  #Menswear  #MensStyle  #MensLifestyle #AllSaints #AllSaintsClothing #DiaDeLaVirgenDeGuadalupe #VirgenDeGuadalupe #BajaCalifornia #Baja #Ensenada #Mexico (at Valle de Guadalupe, Baja California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmP_XuSpjro/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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The Search for Home, and Our Holy Mother the Hearthstone (My Sermon for the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe)

On this blessed Fore-Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe, I want to share just a little bit with you about how and why La Virgencita has become for me a very dear focus of devotion. I don’t usually share in a very personal way like this from the pulpit, but in this case it’s what the Holy Mother has put on my heart to do, so I’m rolling with it.

During the years I lived and served in the Church in Colorado, I became very acquainted with the Land of Northern New Mexico, and the landscape, the rich history, and heritage quickly became very important parts of my life. On one of my first road trips there, I visited The Chapel of St. Jerome in the indigenous community of the Taos Pueblo. There was no one else around and I stepped inside the little adobe chapel, and was all at once struck very deeply: all around were images of the Holy Mother; all over the altar were images of her: as Corn Mother, Virgin Mother, Earth Mother. There were only a couple of male images I could find in the whole chapel, in fact, and they were small.

I sat there for a long time, in awe, just praying and reflecting and absorbing the implications of this sacred place, this sanctuary of the Mother. And something broke open in me. It was as if the Holy Mother, who has been central in my heart since childhood, was suddenly revealing something new in me: new pathways of devotion, new understandings of religious history—a new vision of her in an ancient form new to me, a new mantle of the one who is always present, but often veiled. And here, at last, in the Western world was a place where I could feel the same spirit of devotion I had for her, expressed in an authentic, deeply rooted, and living sacred space.

And when I walked out of that chapel and continued exploring the region of Northern New Mexico, I realized that this image of the Mother—my own Mother, the one who has guided my whole life, and to whom my whole heart is given over in helpless devotion—she was everywhere. She was suddenly everywhere around me in this form of our Lady of Guadalupe. And I don’t just mean that she was everywhere in a metaphysical sense (I’d already long known that and felt that), but I suddenly found myself in a geographical region where I had the possibility of noticing that outwardly, physically, in name and form, she was everywhere around me. In little roadside shrines; on the sides of buildings; in stores and cafés; in the names of streets and villas. And I found in this a very deep recognition of something so central, so sacred, and so true in my own heart: a mystery I had always lived internally, but now, here, in the United States (surprisingly), where I’d never really felt at home, I was at last seeing that inner reality reflected back in the external world. And that felt like a most tender and welcome taste of home—something my soul had thirsted for.

So of course I kept going back again and again to Northern New Mexico over the years: I didn’t want to leave that place, because the Mother of my heart was everywhere depicted there, in rich, beautiful vibrancy—not suppressed, as she has often been in many times and places, but openly embraced and celebrated. The truth of her presence at last felt fully acknowledged outside my own private space of devotion. As some of you probably know, there are very few, if any, other places where this is so in the Western world—certainly in the United States. Of course, it is this way in many parts of Mexico, in certain parts of India—but in Europe and North America, no. There’s a void, I’ve always felt, an absence of the Mother’s radiance in society and material culture.

My ancestral culture and inheritance is Celtic—mostly Gaelic. And in Gaelic culture, we also have a long tradition of honoring the sacred feminine, going back deep into our history, long before the coming of Christianity. But it has been mostly buried by centuries and centuries of colonialism. Because of this devotional flame that was kindled in me so early on, it’s been a central focus for me since adolescence to explore how my own ancestral culture embodied and expressed the sacred feminine. And, eventually becoming a priest and a monastic in Catholic Christian tradition, here in the Episcopal Church, it became a central focus of mine to locate her in this context, too, excavating the deepest layers of the tradition, finding those ancient precedents and bringing them back into the light of day in our context—hopefully reminding us all that she’s there and always has been there, albeit hidden and often suppressed.

There are many prisms through which each of us can view our personal journeys in this life. One of those prisms for me is this search for a place of resonance and clear reflection where the light and life of the Holy Mother is reflected back to my eyes: a place where that knowing, that deep devotion inside, can find a hospitable home in the outward world. And since that’s a home I’ve always found to be non-existent in the environments I’ve inhabited, I have had to try to make it myself, to shape it from raw earth, as it were. It’s as if there’s something deep in me that can’t rest easy until a lived expression of devotion to her—in any or all of her manifold forms—is present and visible in the world around me.

This would no doubt sound strange to many people. Though at the deepest level this endeavor has been about bringing her love and vibrancy and wisdom back into collective view again in the Western context, in whatever small ways that might be possible. It’s a sort of ‘mission’, I guess you could say, to bring her light back into the world a little bit more. This mission has sometimes been covert, out of necessity; it has sometimes been subversive; and I’ve been known to employ a good old fashioned ‘trojan horse’ here and there to further it. Which I make no apologies for.

There’s a reason the Holy Mother has often been described as the ‘homing star’, the navigating star, ‘star of the sea’, or, ‘the star that saves’: for some, at least, she’s the principal lantern: our guiding light in this world. And without her we are lost. Without her we can’t make a home. Without her no home is really possible.

This issue of home is a difficult one, especially in today’s world, where so many of us are displaced, and have been alienated from our indigenous homelands, from the Earth where our Ancestors’ bones have been laid to rest for century upon century. Many of us today are like cultural orphans. And we all have to struggle with these questions in our own ways: What is ‘home’? Can we even truly have a home on this Earth? Or can we find one in this era of history? Can we build it ourselves, or with a family or small community, or does it take a whole cultural context, a tribe, a village? And, if we don’t have any of those things, how can we at least attempt to build a semblance of it on our own? What are the essential ingredients? Can it last?

I’ve studied quite a bit of religion over many years, in a fairly deep way, and I can tell you that all over the world, in many of the oldest cultures, the traditional cultures, this Mother I speak of, whom we honor today as the Virgin of Guadalupe, is found—wearing different masks, different garments, expressing the hearts of different people—to be the proverbial hearthstone: the foundation that’s needed to build anything remotely resembling a home. And I find myself in strong alignment with that shared conclusion.

I would even go so far as to say that religion has failed where it has lost the Mother. Because the Mother is our life-line, our very blood and bones. Without the Mother, there is no life. The Mother is life. Whatever we name her, this I think we can be sure of. Without the Mother, there can be no home, because without her there is no birth, no generation, and no Mystery.

She uniquely manifests to us here and now, as Our Lady of Guadalupe, Mother of the Americas. And she appears to her children all over the world in diverse and wondrous forms. Let us be grateful today, with our whole hearts, for this particular form, this particular appearance to us of her infinitely majestic beauty. 

May she always guide and protect us—she who in truth is nearer to us than our own breath. And may we keep the flame of her presence always burning in our hearts and minds. Amen.

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Happy Feast Day

Our Lady of Guadalupe

Feast Day: December 12

Our Lady of Guadalupe, also known as the Virgin of Guadalupe, is a Catholic title of Mary, mother of Jesus associated with a series of five Marian apparitions to a Mexican peasant named Juan Diego and his uncle, Juan Bernardino, which are believed to have occurred in December 1531.

Prints, plaques & holy cards available for purchase here: (website)

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"From Mary, we learn to trust even when all hope seems gone." - #SaintJohnPaulII

Today (December 12) is the #FeastDay of Our Lady of Guadalupe - Patroness of Mexico and Latin America! #BenditaVirgenMaría #OurLadyofGuadalupe

📷 La Virgen de Guadalupe / Hector Garrido / UIHere Designs. #Catholic_Priest #CatholicPriestMedia

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Quote/s of the Day – 12 December – Our Lady of Guadalupe

Quote/s of the Day – 12 December – The Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe “Know, know for sure,my dearest, littlestand youngest sonthat I am the perfectand ever Virgin Holy Mary,Mother of the God of Truth,through Whom everything lives,the Lord of all things near us,the Lord of Heaven and earth.” “I want, very much, to have a little housebuilt here for me, in which I will show Him,I will exalt Him…

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Episode 114: Mary Kloska on the Joyful Mysteries of the Rosary and Our Lady of Guadalupe (December 12, 2022)

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