Course XX - Teaching 10: Stimulating Affective Metitations

Meditation: The “BLACK LADY”. Effect: “ABHORRENCE”.
Invocation:
Oh crucified Lord of mine, please give me the wonderful gift of entering the mysteries of your adorable and divine blood.
If You grant to my soul the benefit of entering the mystery of only one drop of your most precious blood, I will be safe for the whole Eternity, and will discover the supreme secret of the true love, of the Real Love. But for this I have to become worthy of You, to purify my human blood, and abhor its impurities with the force of my soul and heart as a whole.
Imaginative Picture:
I see abundant blood pouring out of Christ’s wounds. At the moment of the Highest Sacrifice of the Cross, I only see Christ’s human blood pouring out of his wounds and hiding the radiance of the Divine Blood.
I see Christ’s blood pouring abundantly out of his wounds, running through his body, coagulated and mixed with his sweat, with blood of other wounds, and with the dust that covers his body.
I see Christ’s blood becoming dark, dirty, black and ugly.
I see Christ’s blood charged with every human contamination.
Sensations:
Oh Jesus of mine, perhaps for the first time, I sense full disgust and abhorrence, I feel so in my self, in my veins, in my blood. There, through your blood abundantly pouring out, blood of sorrow and sacrifice, since You, oh God, wanted to have human blood in order to be like men and to help them.
I sense my own blood united with Your blood.
All my evils, faults and vices, all my wrath, wickedness, wounds and blood, which I never would be able to clean, are there. Because You, my God-man, through your birth, made inject in You blood of all men, and even my own blood.
Blood pouring out of your wounds is also my blood.
Your pain is of the pure Being who suffers like the most impure man among men, hurts me, and make me abhor my wickedness and blood.
I repudiate my past. I miss the purity of my childhood.
I abhor my wickedness.
Wish I would open my veins so that my blood, all my blood, along with your blood, may pour out and be purified by sorrow, sacrifice and abhorrence.
Purposes:
My purpose: oh Christ, my Lord, I want to mend my wickedness.
Truly I abhor my past, and will not be again that which I was.
My amends have to be continuous. I have to help You with my sorrow and abhorrence. I will work with You. I want entirely to purify my blood.
I want to have all virtues and abhor all wickedness. I do not want to think of anything bad. It is this weapon that will impede impurities to enter again my new blood.
But, how may I purify a blood that now I do not have because I offered it to you, Jesus of mine? How can I reconstitute it? My purposes are good and strong. But, how may I achieve them if now I have no blood?
Consequences:
Through abhorrence for my faults, I get sacrificed love that makes my heart beat again and reconstitute my blood.
The abhorrence for human impurities, sustained by a sacrificed love, is today the only divine force that is left for the poor men of Earth.
Blood of Christ, purify me!

Meditation: The “ABYSS”. Effect: “Desolation”.
Invocation:
Of crucified Lord of mine, please, wash me with the adorable blood pouring out from your Holy Wounds. May Your blood flows over me to bath, wash and immerse me in it. May the most precious Christ’s blood totally flood, captivate and sink me in it.
Imaginative Picture:
I see abundant blood poured out from Christ’s wounds of his feet, hands, side, and head crowned with thorns.
I see blood constantly poured out. This immense blood never poured out of any human body. I see floods of blood pouring out of Christ’s wounds; this blood is shed and floods the whole Earth.
I see how blood of all past, present and future men pours out of Christ’s wounds.
Sensations:
Oh Jesus of mine, I sense how my blood entirely beats in my veins as if it had been animated by your most precious blood.
How could I think that this blood of mine was the only blood? What a lesson you are imparting me!, what a divine and sublime lesson! Your blood, sacrificed and voluntarily given with no drop of blood in your veins or kept for living in your body, tells me that the blood of all human beings as a whole is one, and mainly one because you have mixed it with Your own blood –blood of all men, blood of all times, along with your Divine Blood.
I sense blood running rapidly through my veins. It strikes my temples, excites my whole being, shocks my nerves, and makes me feel like that the desolation of all men.
Your blood, oh Jesus Christ, contains the sorrow of all beings, all tears, all suffering, all martyrdom. You know even the littlest sorrow that made vibrate the blood of a human being.
Your blood, along with the blood of all men, made you the Man of all sorrows, pains and sufferings. Please, Jesus, grant me always this soft martyrdom of desolation and infinite sorrow for the suffering of all my brothers!
This way I feel that my little sorrows and pains, which only You experience and know, will acquire immense, sacred and divine value.
I sense desolation in my own blood contacting the sorrowful blood of all beings, and mingled with Christ’s sorrowful blood.
Purposes:
My purpose: oh Christ, my Lord, please grant me to undergo my sufferings with resignation.
I will not refuse sorrow, desolation or grief, by offering this to You; I will transform it into a living holocaust, so that the evil and men may be relieved and softened.
My purpose: to be with you, Christ, at the foot of the Cross, and to feel your suffering and desolation for the sake of men.
Consequences:
Through this participation in a desolate and lonely sorrow, I succeed in making the abundant blood from Christ’s wounds to shed more abundantly over the sorrowful humanity, and to wash their faults, diseases, pains and suffering.
Christ’s blood, wash me!