Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar
— tagged with “sleepwalking”
Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar
I give thanks to the Virgin for healing my sleepwalking husband. I couldn’t sleep either because I was always preoccupied that something would happen to him.
June 1967
Retablo by Miguel Hernández
Julio Mendoza was a sleep-walker and he was kept locked up to ensure that he wouldn’t harm himself. Because nothing was helping him he prayed to the Virgin of San Juan. And he was cured after. He dedicates this retablo to the Virgin thanking her.
Retablo by Gonzalo Hernández
My son Arturo became a sleep-walker since his father had gone to work in Morelia. Arturo went opening drawers and closets and seeking and raking about. I was desperate, and I prayed to the Virgin of Zapopan, because I was afraid my son would become a real thief. The Virgin heard my prayers, and August 18, 1940, my husband came back home. And my boy got cured from his illness right away. I thank for that.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
My husband Celerino was a sleep-walker. He used to run out at night to dance naked in the field. I was afraid that somebody would see him. Also I was ashamed that the Virgin or the saints could see him nude. So I prayed to Saint Lucy, because she is blind and couldn’t possibly notice my husband’s nudity. She made a miracle, and now my Celerino sleeps at night and doesn’t run.
August 9, 1958
Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar
My son Mario had a teacher in the boarding school who always yelled at him. The teacher was so demanding that my son became a sleep-walker. He went on the roof and threw his schoolmates’ shoes in the yard. I thank the Virgin because since I took Mario out of this school, he stopped walking in the sleep.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar
When my daughter Marta started sleepwalking I entrusted her to Saint Lucy, so that she be guarded and protected from incidents. Also I asked to wake me up if she was going to go out. Saint Lucy helped me well, and my daughter even stopped her sleepwalking. I thank for this.
Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar
My husband took dance lessons for the 15th birthday party of our daughter Rosita. He danced very badly and was scared of making fool of himself. He even became sleep-walker. He waked up and danced humming some waltz tunes. I thank Our Lady of Zapopan because after the party, when he realized that he can dance, he stopped his sleep-walking.
Retablo by Maya Prieto Salazar