they feared meeting the enemies of Jesus; but the Blessed Virgin, who
was perfectly renovated and filled with fresh courage since she had
seen her Son, consoled and recommended them to sleep for a time, and
then go fearlessly to the tomb, as no harm would come to them;
whereupon they immediately followed her advice, and endeavoured to
sleep.

It was towards eleven o'clock at night when the Blessed Virgin,
incited by irrepressible feelings of love, arose, wrapped a grey cloak
around her, and left the house quite alone. When I saw her do this, I
could not help feeling anxious, and saying to myself, 'How is it possible
for this holy Mother, who is so exhausted from anguish and terror, to
venture to walk all alone through the streets at such an hour?' I saw her
go first to the house of Caiphas, and then to the palace of Pilate,
which was at a great distance off; I watched her through the whole of
her solitary journey along that part which had been trodden by her Son,
loaded with his heavy Cross; she stopped at every place where our
Saviour had suffered particularly, or had received any fresh outrage
from his barbarous enemies. Her appearance, as she walked slowly along,
was that of a person seeking something; she often bent down to the
ground, touched the stones with her hands, and then inundated them with
kisses, if the precious blood of her beloved Son was upon them. God
granted her at this time particular lights and graces, and she was able
without the slightest degree of difficulty to distinguish every place
sanctified by his sufferings. I accompanied her through the whole of
her pious pilgrimage, and I endeavoured to imitate her to the best of
my power, as far as my weakness would permit.

Mary then went to Calvary; but when she had almost reached it, she
stopped suddenly, and I saw the sacred body and soul of our Saviour