I thank the Blessed Sacrament for a wonderful dream in which I climbed a very high ladder to the sky. There I got the ability of flying through the stars and the clouds that were like made of cotton. After that night, my eternal sadness went away. Now I’m happy.

May 25, 1950, the day of my daughter Maria Luisa’s wedding, she had a nervous breakdown. I prayed the Virgin of the Rosary to bring my daughter to reason. I thank the Virgin for the wedding wasn’t cancelled.

My personal life was a real chaos. I was sad and depressed. But then my uncle gave me his old jeep. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for he did so. Because now, with sun in my face and the wind in my hair, I have no depression, and the speed makes me feel free and happy.

Enrique Perez fell deeply in love with his brother’s fiancée. He decided to drown his frustration in the liquor. He thanks Saint Anthony for giving him strength to moving forward.

I was very fat and depressed because of my weight. I asked the Virgin for help. And when my family moved to the coast, I started to swim and made friends with dolphins. I was so happy in the water with my new friends, I often forgot to eat, so I lost about 10 kilos (~20 pounds). I thank the Virgin of San Juan for this astonishing miracle.

J. H. caught a genital infection. It was unbearable, and since nothing helped her she prayed the Virgin of Guadalupe. She found a cure and didn’t die of a broken heart. She’s endlessly thankful for that.

The chef Nicolas Sanches was depressed after his wife had left him. He decided to prepare for himself an exquisite dish with rat poison. He thanks Saint Jude because he got scared and didn’t eat it after all.

I thank the Blessed Sacrament for the dream I had. I climbed a high ladder to the sky and there I was able to fly through the stars and the clouds that seemed almost like cotton. Since that night my infinite sadness, that always haunted me, went away and I became happy.

Margarita Segura was a very depressive girl. So when she saw that her fiancé didn’t arrive on the day of the wedding, she ran and threw herself to the lake, from which she was saved by a fisherman, thanks to the Virgin of the Rosary. Afterwards, she found out that her fiancé didn’t mean to leave her, but had some serious troubles and couldn’t arrive in time. She thanks the Virgin for being saved for her own happiness.

After her little brother being born, my daughter changed. She became sullen, angry and grumpy. I was preoccupied, but then my brother left us his cat, because he was going to work in the capital. Since this cat came to our house, my daughter started to behave as before. She plays and talks with cat. And I thank the Virgin for this miracle.

I thank you, Virgin of San Juan, for I found my resignation. For a long time I couldn’t believe that Maria had left me. Although I wanted to drown my grief in alcohol, there was always somebody who was worrying about me. I ask you, Virgin, to protect my brother.

Pedro Mejia
Mexico City
April 17, 1983

15 November 1950, Antonieta Lopez was on the verge of a nervous breakdown when, thanks to the Virgin of San Juan, her sister arrived from the capital. She took care of the house, the kids and the husband, and Antonieta could rest peacefully.

When my son Juan’s horse died I couldn’t imagine he’d grieve so deeply. He climbed on the stable roof and refused to come down to eat and to sleep. Thanks to the Virgin of Zapopan his godfather Carlos gave him a colt. My boy became happy again and started to eat. I offer this retablo to the Virgin.