Roisin's Easter Retreat, 2022
A journey of love in remembrance of our body of Christ
Monday 11th of April
Opening of the retreat - a powerful online transmission was felt by all. Jesus was calling and we were listeing. The Blackbirds were starting to open their wings to remember their truth.
I had been having many experiences since early November when preparing for my Easter retreat in Medjugorje. Each day I had a sense of deadness, giving up, no point, a sense of something within me was dying. I was going between feelings of disconnected and emptiness of spirit and also at the same time feeling connected and guided that I was being prepared for a new me. I wa slearning to live in a new reality. I felt I was living and dead at the same time. I felt this is what th enormal everyday person feels and how they live their lives.
I was asking Spirit did the ywant me to change how I was working?
I kept hearing death. Death. A completion. It is over, it is over. Repeating every few minutes intensely for the last five and a half months. I also experienced human anger, a numbness to life, deprived of feelinig my spirit as it flowed through my body.
In the 12 days leading up to the retreat I experienced a deep thirst taht I could not explain on a human level. no matter ho wmuch water I consumed, no relief was expereienced. My body felt parched and drained of all its fluid, oil, a feeling of being sucked dry, an inner desert of dryness and thirst beyond my control.
I was somehwere in a dimensional space that I had never experienced before. I knew Roisin Eve is dying, who am I becoming? I felt something is happening at an extreme level of my being something I had never experienced before. I didn't know where to find the answer, bu tknew I had to have faith.
Easter time is the greatest moment for Christ and believers of Christ to renew the faith, find faith and deepen our faith. The Easter story takes us into a deeper experience of the profound sacrifice our Lord, as a human being, gave to free us from our ego based Identities.
Jesus and Our Lady guided me to bring my gold crucifix. The gold crossI was guided to buy for Saint Brigid's day in February which did not have a crown. Jesus said "I will release your suffering". I was also asked to bring five Brigid's crosses, intertwined with Saint patrick, that I recently had made and also to buy three single roses and three pomegranates. These gifts would be placed, at special times, when the group was together.
Tuesday 12th of April - Blackbirds Fly
As the Rainbow Lighthouse (previous name, today Trinity House) blackbirds flew to Split on the journey to meet with our Swiss blackbirds, excitement was in the air. We travelled in our luxury coach from Pax Travel to the Medjugorje Hotel & Spa - our home for the Easter week. As the days grew closer to Good Friday I started to experience deep mourning and sadness - a heaviness in my sould and in my heart.
I was in an emptiness and a deep sense of loss, it was so extreme, and on another level I was expressing so much light energy to the group to activate their transformations. I felt so much and yet also a nothingness. I just kept trusting and surrendering.
I witnessed the group starting to enter their illuminating process to penetrate the old egos of self to feel the love that wanted to flow.
Wednesday13th of April - Morning has Broken.
Our Lady and laying the first cross.
We woke to the glorious sun of Medjugorje shining through the valleys upon the coral rocks held in the gracefully mantle of pale blue skies The Divine Mercy was present. We entered a deep purification in the opening meditation, our souls were opening like a spiritual butterfly.
Arriving to Mass as Father Leon greeted each heart with joy, smiles and laugther. He spoke about the importance of our own spiritual healing through prayer and penance - it is better to do your own praying to God, talking to Him on your own, instead of asking others to pray for you.
Walking through the village of Medjugorje meeting many pilgrims searching for the truth, we headed onwards, leaving the village hustle and entering into the rustic landscape, through the fiels of the vineyards and the pomegranate trees, greeting the locals selling their handmade tablecloths and tapestries to the pilgrims on their journey to Apparition Hill an dBlue Cross grotto. I removed my sandals to walk barefoot up the rocky pathway to meet Our Lady, as one heart, one breath, we walked stepping through our own pain talking to Our Lady; our hearts were elevated in every step through Apparition Hill.
The sweet smell of roses was experienced by some members in the group and the yellow butterfly that circled the cross and also circled the group a powerful symbol of what we all were going to experience on our inner work, as deep transformations would take place on many levels.
We offered the rosary as each Rainbow Blackbird held the Saint Brigid's and Saint Patrick's cross in silent prayer. I laid our first cross at Our Lady's feet. We were in the process of Divine integration, as disciples of service illuminating our light body, facing our shadows and owning our light of Christ.
I experienced many white crosses along our path. Orbs of angels and guides were showing up in our photographs as we walked along the streets of Medjugorje talking, singing, sharing our feelings. The group became stronger and stronger in expressing joy and sorrow without fear.
Many sambols, signs and messengers crossed our path. The symbols of the graceful ducks gliding through the turquoise waters, doing all the hard work underneath to move onwards. We in our third dimensional consciousness, unware of the deep work we were doing underneath in our physical body and light body.
The bright yellow butterflies signifying our soul, light, faith and transformation. Tears of remembrance flowed in laughter and sorrow.
Holy Thursday - Saint Franci's Garden
On the journey to the Saint Francis of Assisi's gardens the birds sang as we rested in the sunlight in peace and tranquility, in deep meditation. After our energy shift I played the song Jesus had picked for the group - Child of the Light.
We silently walked as deep inner refelections were taking place in the energies of the garden. An opening was a occuring within every heart.
We shared many beautiful times together in the grace of the Holy Eucharist in the Adoration Chapel besides Saint Jame's Church - the experience of God and how we are His was truly beautiful.
We shared our evenings together, experiencing each other and triggering what needed to be triggered for our Divine healing to occur.
Good Friday, Cross Mountain..the Ascent
At the summit I placed three pomegranates and Saint Brigid and Patrick's cross at the foot of the White Cross on the top of Cross Mountain.
We walked as a river of sorrow through the many hundreds of pilgrims, passing each station of the cross, stepping through the crowded pathway of coral stones. Jesus expresssed the walking as one flow of light.
The beating sun penetrated our minds and bodies. I was experiencing a burning cross within my body too. The rainbows supporting me by carrying my bags. I felt, "will I make it?"
The burning became more intense as I stepped through the stations leading to the death of Jesus. Arriving at the mountain top, kneeling at the foot of the enormous white cross, we prayed in silence to Jesus thanking him for the sacrifice He made for us.
We gathered together under the pomegranate trees to shade from the powerful rays and rest.
As the Good Friday sun shone upon the mountain an old friend taht we met four years previously; the gentle dog greeted us as if to say "I was wainting for you". He sat with us as another dog joined us. This dog was pressing me for water and I then realised he was symbolizing the thirst that I had been experiencing as a symbol of Jesus on the cross and the thirst Jesus experienced when dying for us.
Two bottles of water it took until the dog eased away into the crowd of resting pilgrims.
The signs were starting to appear as we rested together as many pilgrims gather on White Cross Mountain in reflective prayer and conversations. Our view was glorious looking over the valley of Medjugorje as we listened to the bells of Saint Jame's church ringing below.
As i was resting, reflecting on the walk through the stations and the burning cross I felt suddenly a resting pilgrim family who was close to our group. A man stood up and turned to offer me a small glass of red wine - I was so honoured. He explained that he and his family have been climbing Cross Mountain for 18 years every Good Friday to celebrate Jesu's cross with bread and wine as the Last Supper.
He then shared his wine with all the group. I felt so much grace of the receiving wine of Christ - so amazing an experience and a powerful moment for the group.
The tree pomegranates were laid upon the coral scarf. The first symbolising the suffering of Christ for Humanity, the second would symbolize the death of Christ and the third, Resurrection. Placed beside them was Saints Brigid's and patrick's intertwined cross.
As a sliced the first pomegranat it was completely rotten to the core - our suffering.
The second pomegranate was pale red - the life force and death.
The third was rich red - the new life, the resurrection.
My thirst left and I felt honoured as Jesus expressed "the T in Thirst is the physical symbol of my Cross on which I suffered and died".
"This would become the Thirst that humanity would experience physically, mentally, emotionally as humans who deny me as the Saviour of the world.".
No earthly form will ever quench our thirst - we must each come to the inner ealisation that returing to the love of Christ is the Divine transormation of our earthly Thirst. the physical cross in the T in Thirst is transformed through acknowledging our Creator in Christ.
Jesus had expressed to me the group had transformed many shadows through their faith in Him - the Thirst left me and I felt honoured.
Holy Saturday - Tihaljina .. the third cross and the first rose.
The third cross to be placed at the church at Tihaljina, at the shrine of Our Lady of Graces. As we held Our Lady's hand and felt her love, feeling her sorrow and the emptiness of the church - and in our bodies, the emptiness of Christ's presence that was felt among us; we were in the centre of the mourning.
As we meditated, a vision appeared to me of a thin, dark coloured young man's body resting; as if he were sleeping on a slab of limestone, like a statue with a small robe-like waist cloth over him - his eyers were shut and his eye lashes were so very long and thick black.
I knew he wasn't dead - just resting. I then heard the young man's voice so gentle in my ear. He said ?Iam waiting for my glory".
I sahred this with the retreat group, explaining how amazing Jesus was - waiting and I felt an excitement from Him in a very calm way, and at the same time another part of my being was still experiencing feelings of loneliness - a sense of being lost, abandoned, hurt and unloved.
I then came to a Divine realisation that I was experiencing on a minute level of my human being. the human Jesus and the spiritual Jesus was waiting to be our resurrected Christ.
This was profound beyond my imagination; I was humbled almost in disbelief that I could experience these extreme feelings on so many levels for five months. I felt so blessed and just as Jesus said he was waiting. I realised I also was waiting from that moment as I prepared myself for this retreat back in November 2021.
When I had opened my energy field into the vibration of our Lord's death and rising, my being projected ahead of time to Easter in Medjugorje and back in time to the real event in Jerusalem. I was in preparation of Jesus death. all the symptoms I experienced were a small burden compared to what Jesus had to experience. A human being to enter into such a gruesome initiation on the cross of humanity's sins, to become our Saviour. At the moment my inner visions opened in so many ways all at the same time, totally incredible experiences and profound deep awakenings were taking place in so many of my bodies. Between matter and Light, affecting all hearts and minds in the group to surrender more of what was not serving them in their life.
Tears from Weeping Christ
As we left the church and entered the courtyard we had a light conversation with a preist and he sared with us that he ad been a priest in Ireland for some time and he returned to Medjugorje due to heart issues. I was guided to take off Our Lady's Droplet of Grace necklace and place it in his hands as a gift for his healing - he said "I will give it to Our Lady" and I laughed and said "this Droplet is Our Lady of Grace"!
As the group sat in silence filling up on the energy I sat with one of the members and a beautiful yellow butterfly flew around us - we knew the signs were all around us. The first Rose was placed at the Statue of the Weeping Jesus, sacred grace fell gently from the right knee as drops of cleansing love from the bronze statue were gathered into tissues to keep for healing. The winds of change echoing all around, we felt blessed as we recited the rosary. We then entered into the candle area in Saint Jame's church to light blessings and healings. This was followed with a lovely dinner at the beautiful family owned Garden restaurant.
Easter Sunday - Hallelujah
We experienced a profound early morning meditation in the beautiful chapel at our hotel as the presence of our risen Christ flowed through the group. Some members were feeling drunk with the energy - the online participants were feeling extremely emotional and open.
All my symptoms left, completely dissolved and I was in a space of complete oneness of Divine light. I felt elated honoured, humbled and emotional, all at the same time. An incredible feeling. The group's energy entered a new level of consciousness of awareness.
As we walked to Easter Sunday Mass while waiting outside a young boy arrived with hi smother and he turned to look at me - hi slong dark eye lashes awakened to the risen Jesus. Keeping me ware that Jesus is ever presen in all life because of his death and rising.
We entered for the English mass, as the Plish mass was ending th ePolish priest was overjoyed singing repeatedly "Hallelujah" - I was experiencing the intense illumination of Christ. I was guided to look at a photograph of Pope John Paul on the wall. He kept smiling at me and nodding his head I wondered what was unfolding with his message. Father Leon arrived and shared the glory of the risen Christ.
The group hears were lighter and minds freer - we all joined hands together, singing "Give me joy in my heart".
After our return visit to Apparition Hill we visited the Adoration Chapel at Saint James' Church to meditate at the Eucharist and place a beautiful red Bromeliad plant in the Adoration Chapel, which earlier at our morning transmission had been held by each member of the group. The plant remians in the Adoration Chapel and represents Psalm 91.14 - "Because he loves me", says the LORD, "I will rescu ehim I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name".
Easter Monday - Divine Mercy .. the fourth cross.
The second Rose and fourth Cross were placed together at the Altar of the Divine Mercy Church in Surmanci, about 10k from Medjugorje.
On the morning meditation in the beautiful chapel in our hotel in Jedjugorje, Pope John Paul entered the process with the same smile and nod that I had seen the day before and also Saint Faustina, and Saint Anthony and Our Lady. They expressed that they would be guiding us to the Divine Mercy Chapel and as we were to discover, they were waiting for us.
the coach journey took 15 minutes across a wilderness of rock and bush wilst we sang in the coach - "Bridge Over Troubled Waters", and "You Know My Name". When we arrived outside the Divine Mercy chapel the brown cross above the gable was pointed out to me by one of the group.
inside the small church were four statues - all the divine four who came into our meditation. We all felt so deeploy loved at this moment to be so in alignment with God's message. And the guidance of all four Divine hearts to be present with us on so many levels. We prayed the Divine Mercy in song with open hearts in gratitude.
I received a deep, profound light cross activation flowing through my whole spine and across my shoulders, Jesus said to me this is to support our beings in awakening Humanity to the truth of Christ within every form on earth.
Jesus then asked the group to go to Fatima and also asking me to take the gold cross and look at it. As I took the cross out I could see that the right hand of the crucified Jesus had come away - our Lord said "You have let go so much and I am now placed at the right hand of my Father".
Easter Tuesday - Our Lady and the third rose.
The third rose was placed on the last day at Our Lady feet on Apparition Hill.
As we sat in silence, reflecting on our journey and how we had grown, our bodies may have been weary but our hearts were ligther and more present to receive Christ.
As I ascended through the frozen river of rock taht is Apparition Hill, I realised I had forgotten my walking stick, which I had been using for the complete journey. I thought to myself it's the last day and maybe I am not meant to have a stick.
As I was walking up Apparition Hill I was drwan to a young gril walking on her own. I was told to watch her closely. This young girl was asking two of the Rainbows for information about the Apparition Hill. I could she was searching deep in her heart for answers. As she walked upwards on the Hill to see Our Lady I was guided to keep watching her as the yellow butterfly flew by her.
Then as I descended down the mountain to return to the hotel I was walked slowly barefoot down through the coral rocks, with my head bend down as I placed each foot carefully, a hand came under my face and a young voice said "I will be your stick". I lifted my head to see the young girl I had being watching earlier.
As I looked at her she had long dark, thick false eye lashes. I knew Jesus was prsent within her and needed her to know that. I asked her name she replied, " I am Brigid". Then she quietly said " I am 21 years old from London". I said, "Saint Brigid - how wonderful, please tell me all about you".
Brigid shared her sadness, suffering and broken heart and talked about her loneliness and confusion. Still holding hands and stepping carefully she shared with me that she was frightened walking down the Hill and when she had seen me, she wanted to hold my hand and talk to somebody and also to help me. She expressed she had nobody to talk to and I said well Our Lady has asked me to listen and talk to you.
Brigid's heart was so low, she reminded me of when I was a young girl and felt very lonely and lost. I asked Brigid to share all he rlife with me and we slowly made our way down the rocky Hill, holding hands. She talked openly and the confusion started to leave he rbeing.
I shared my childhood wtory of my journey. I said I also had no one to talk to as a young girl and God was the only one I could hear and trust. She smiled and said Our Lady has helped her by meeting me. We rested at the foot of the Apparition Hill and I asked her could I hold her and she said "yes please". I held her as she cried and Ou rLady and Jesus poured love through both of our hearts. I took my rosary necklace from my neck, which I had purchased on my first retreat to Medjugorje in 2018, and placed it around her neck. She expressed to me that was the first time she had cried in years.
Brigid was carrying generations of suffering and she was holding the suffering for everyone - her mother, her brother, her father and the suffering for her own life that she wanted.
there was no one available to hold her taht she could cry - she was holding everbody together.
So young, so pure, so beautiful. Our Lady was healing both of us. I invited Bridget to keep walking with me towards my hotel - I wanted to spend as much time with her and give her as much as I could in that moment to support her and to give her guidance and hope.
She turned to me with her thick Jesus eye lashes and said "you are th emost beautiful person I have ever met", and proceeded to tell me about a dream that was occurring with her to do with Our Lady of Lourdes.
I kept seeing rocks around her head, in a special way, as she was speaking about the vision we turned the corner and she said oh that'sy ma vision in that garden. I stood and looked at the small shrine in the garden and I said Our Lady has answered your prayers.
We hugged each other and exchanged numbers and I said that she can call or text me whenever she wants. She turned and holding my face in her small hands, said "thank you, thank you, thank you. Our Lady says to me that you will have much luck in your visions and happiness in your path" and I said to her "my prayers are now confirmed. I will remember our meeting forever, thank you Brigid. I love you".
The group celebrated each evening with th eloaves and the fishes, the wine, with the sacred weaving between each table as our light bodies integrated more of our shadow self.
We enjoyed our daily bread attending the masses in English, Croatian and Plish singing and healing.
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