Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry06 Sep 2020 09:18 pm


Finally, this is being released to the public on the birthday of Mama Mary, September 8, 2020. The late Sister Teresing Castillo, the visionary of Our Lady Mediatrix of All Grace, wrote two diaries. The first diary was destroyed. She wrote this second diary using a typewriter a few years before she died.
The author was given permission to publish the diary by the nephew of Sr. Teresing, to whom she entrusted the second diary before she died. Readers can download the manuscript, given in 36 photos in a Word file at the end.
As a secondary source, readers can buy a book at the Carmelite Convent in Lipa City entitled “Mary Mediatrix of All Grace” by Rene C. de Jesus, which has many field interviews, when Sr. Teresing was still alive.
This diary is the only known existing first-hand evidence of the apparitions of Our Lady Mediatrix of All Grace, a name Our Lady told Sr. Teresing Castillo to be her title. Just like Sr. Lucia of Fatima, the Blessed Virgin appeared many times to Sr. Teresing and talked intimately to her, proclaiming her messages to the world.
The diary shows that the devil is very active against Our Lady. He thus tormented Sr. Teresing. This is because the devil knows Our Lady Mediatrix of All Grace in the Philippines is the continuation of Our Lady of Fatima in Portugal, as explained by St. John Paul II in November 1999, who wrote in his Ecclessia in Asia that the first millennium was devoted to the evangelization of the Old World (31 AD or the death of Christ to 1000 AD), the second millennium (1001 to 2000) to the evangelization of the New World, and the third millennium (2001 to 3000) to the evangelization of Asia.
Mediatrix is the continuation of Fatima, focusing on Asia, wherein the Philippines, the only Christian nation in Asia, plays a key role as the potential launching pad for the Third Millennium evangelization thrust of the Church.
The Mediatrix talks of the ‘conversion’ of China. Former Lipa Archbishop Cardinal Ricardo Vidal announced to all Philippine bishops a stern and ominous message from Our Lady Mediatrix, “Pray hard, for China’s dream is to invade the whole world. The Philippines is one of its favorites.” (Inquirer July 13, 2014).
The word ‘invasion’ may be an economic rather than a military one. The ‘conversion’ of China does not necessarily mean conversion to Christianity, but more of a change of heart of goodwill to its neighbors, towards peace. Indeed, Our Lady of Mediatrix may be the key to peace in Asia. What warships and warplanes cannot achieve, Our Lady can.
By Bernie V. Lopez
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Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry05 Sep 2020 07:34 am

FISHBALL VENDOR – A Pandemic Story

FISHBALL VENDOR – A Pandemic Story
Discovering the Essential Filipino
Inspired by a boy the author met at the Singalong Market.
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Sean, a senior British correspondent for 30 years, is in Manila on assignment to write about “the essential Filipino”. This is peanuts for Sean.
Suddenly, he gets stranded. No flights back to London due to the pandemic. For three days, he runs around searching. But the malls and business districts are empty. He heads for the crowded Singalong marketplace.
He spots a barefoot 8-year-old boy selling fishballs from a rolling cart. He has a dirty torn shirt which reads “I (heart) New York”. The boy dances, sporting wireless bluetooth earphones, mimicking quite accurately Michael Jackson’s famous gyrations, complete with a straw hat. A small crowd of onlookers applaud. He ignores them.
Spotting his story, Sean moves in. He had to scream into his ear due to the loud music. The boy removes the earphones.
SEAN – Hey, what are you doing? What’s your name?
JOEY – I’m Joey. Fishballs, sir, wanna buy?
SEAN – Nice earphones, huh?
Joey gives the earphones to Sean who puts them on, and instantly jerks them away – loud Michael Jackson music. Joey put his earphones back on.


SEAN – Hey, wait, I’m talking to you. (Joey removes the earphones, and shows his tiny mp3 player.) Where did you get these? These are expensive. It doesn’t go with your shirt. Did you steal these?
JOEY – No, not steal. I saved fishball income for one year.
SEAN – Why don’t you buy a new shirt and shoes?
JOEY – What for? Not important. Waste of money. Clothes don’t make me happy, only music.
SEAN – You kill yourself selling fishballs for a year just to buy those?
JOEY – Why not? What would you buy? Me, my dream is fulfilled. I don’t need shirts and shoes, just Michael’s music. You, what is your dream?
SEAN – (Caught off guard.) I guess I have no dream. I mean, all I do is write stories to survive. Or yes I have a dream, but I don’t know what it is yet.
JOEY – At your age? Boy, you must be very sad. Buy yourself an mp3.
SEAN – But that is not my dream.
JOEY – So what is your real dream. There must be something you really really like.
SEAN – I have been working so hard, I never really thought about it. My life is work, work, work.
JOEY – But I also work, work, work.
Sean, beginning to discern “the essential Filipino”, takes out his notebook and frantically scribbles, “The essential Filipino is a free spirit. Amazing how this boy is so ‘poor and happy’, as Ernest Hemingway puts it in his book Fiesta. Even in his poverty, he rejects the materialism that is destroying affluent Western society. He is driven by a spiritual dream. Perhaps it comes from his distant past, his Austronesian roots of nomads in tiny boats roaming the vast Pacific. Adventurer. Devil may care.”
JOEY – (Reading) Free spirit … poor and happy … spiritual dream … nomads in tiny boats … (grabbing the notebook.) I know this is your dream. You just don’t know it. What you write here is your dream.
SEAN – (Surprised at the boy’s perception.) I … I … I guess so.
JOEY – It is not a guess. You have found your dream. Once you know your dream, you must follow it, or else you will be very sad, and soon you will die because you have no more reason to live.
SEAN – Thank you for telling me my dream. (Almost in tears, Sean hugs Joey and gives him a hundred-peso bill.)
JOEY – This is too much.
SEAN – No, it’s too little. You help me find my dream that was right in front of my nose all the while. That’s worth a million pesos.
JOEY – (Laughing.) Okay, give me a million pesos. Yes, you cannot see things that are too near your nose. You have to move back to see.
SEAN – Go, buy yourself more music.
JOEY – No. My mom told me to stay at home because of the virus. No selling fishballs. But we have nothing to eat. So I sneaked out without telling her.
SEAN – How can you be so hungry and still dance away?
JOEY – You are a gift from heaven. The Lord is kind to me. Now, I buy food. Thanks.
SEAN – Thanks also for telling me my dream. Yes, the Lord is kind to both of us.
Sean tries to give another hundred-peso bill. Joey refuses. Sean stuffs it into his pocket and leaves quickly.
It took thirty minutes for Sean to write his story at the hotel lobby. In a few milliseconds, the story is at the editor’s desk in London. The title reads, “The Wisdom of the Poor”. Sean lingers for three months until the ban on flights to London is lifted, visiting more marketplaces, to fulfill his dream of writing a book about the true Filipino.  
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Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry18 Jul 2020 02:39 am

STAGES IN SHABU ADDICTION * The need for an information campaign

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The need for a Shabu Information Campaign.
At first, it is all sunshine and happiness. At the end, it is total darkness and madness.


By Bernie V. Lopez,
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This is the first of a three-part series on Shabu, the destroyer of society.


First, it is plain curiosity, which turns to occasional use. By the time a victim knows it, he is sucked into the vortex of a full-blown addiction, and there is no escaping, except through sheer will power.


There are two catalysts to the spread of shabu – curiosity, and the barkada or gang. Curiosity means you just want to try it out. You do not plan to really go into it. You do not realize, because of your ignorance, that the first taste is the first step towards addiction. A Shabu Information Drive is thus important to stop the drug at the root before it grows, to stop the potential user before he tries it out.


Second is the barkada, which offers the opportunity. It is there in front of you on a silver platter, no muss, no fuss, no pay. It seems safe in the confines of the barkada.


A construction worker is going home. He is accosted to join a small private ‘party’ in a corner of the now-empty construction site. The shabu sessions become regular because everybody is happy and animated. You are on your way to addiction without knowing it. Normally, the pusher joins the group and gives a free supply. When he notices, you are now asking for it, he will start selling. A pusher is supported in his addiction by users. This is the same story at the tricycle, jeepney, or bus terminals. For students, they go to the house of a friend where it is safer.


Here is a quick Shabu 101 for the readers. Long-term use of shabu results in psychosis, when brain cells are damaged on a massive scale beyond repair. A millionaire from Ayala Alabang, a drug-lord-addict, lost everything – family, business empire, home, in a single year.
STAGE 1. EUPHORIA. At first, everything is sunshine and happiness, making it intensely addictive. The shabu sessions are lively. You look forward to it. During a high, you do not feel tired, hungry, thirsty or sleepy for two days. When you leave the shabu session, you bring your high to your home and your family, in time, starts noticing your personality changes.


After a two-day high, you ‘crash’, sleeping for the whole day. When you wake up, you take a liter of water and overeat. You start aging fast. Shabu disrupts schedules of students or employees. But it helps jeepney and tricycle drivers. They do not get tired driving, another point of addiction.
STAGE 2. ANTI-DEPRESSION. Shabu is an anti-depressant. It will turn your depression into happiness. If you have problems with your parents or sweetheart, shabu will ‘solve’ them quickly for a while. After you ‘crash’, it comes back double with vengeance. So you take shabu again, a vicious circle that makes you a zombie in a few weeks. A teenager can look like a 40-year-old.
STAGE 3. ‘TOLERANCE’. ’Tolerance’ means – the more you take, the less the effect. At the start, one fourth gram gets you high for 3 days. After 6 months, half a gram gets you high for 1 day. After a year, a whole gram gets you high for 3 hours. At this stage, your happiness starts to evolve into anger. You easily explode.
STAGE 4. PSYCHOSIS AND SUICIDE. Psychosis and suicide are the last stages in shabu addiction beyond rehabiliation. When addiction intensifies, a shabu addict starts going crazy, killing and raping and stealing to feed his need. The addict can pull a knife on his own mother or maul his own father or rape a child sister. It is dangerous to have an addict in your home. All appliances will suddenly disappear, including wide-screen TV, vacuum cleaners. A ‘shy’ addict is capable of heinous crimes. One businessman did not know his son had mortgaged their home and the car sold.
REHABILITATION. Rehab centers managed by soldiers normally fail because addicts are mutilated and mistreated in a jail environment. Rehab requires gentleness to nurse the addict going through ‘cold turkey’, i.e. massive physical and mental stress caused by sudden withdrawal of the drug. There must be a balance between authority (soldiers) and gentleness (counselors, psychologists).


After one year of rehab, the son of a banker was released from a rehab center run by sisters. After just two weeks, his shabu friends visited him, and he was back on shabu instantly. The banker was forced to ‘deport’ his son to the States.


A Shabu Information Drive has three components. First is integrating Shabu 101 in high school and college curricula. Second is obligatory seminars for workers and drivers via OWWA and DOLE. The best speakers are former addicts. Third is the telecast of shabu documentaries for television and Youtube.


Mother Ignacia Healing Ministry18 Jul 2020 01:45 am


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When eagles soar, they sometimes take a deep dive into a bottomless pit.

By Bernie V. Lopez,
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This is the second of a three-part series on Shabu, a true story related by an ad agency director.


Ruben was the best most-admired Executive Producer in a multi-national advertising agency. Anything the director asked for, the hardest rarest prop to find, he gives in a silver platter way ahead of the deadline.


Office peers started to notice Ruben’s peculiar behavior, easily angry, easily laughing, over-talkative. Finally, he could no longer keep it a secret. The agency discovered he was a shabu addict, and instantly kicked him out. After a year in rehabilitation, he got well. He went back to the agency, which took him in again without question. Everything was fine, until, one day, after six months, they had a location shoot in Baguio for a TV commercial. He decided to take just a little bit. It was cold. It was nice to get high. That was when hell broke loose.


After continued use of shabu, one develops ‘tolerance’ or the ability of your body to adjust to the drug. This slowly lessens the effect of the drug on you. If you take a third of a gram as a beginner, your high can last 2 days. But after 3 to 6 months of constant use, you may need a triple dose of one gram to get a high for half the time, namely 1 day instead of 2. You need more and more shabu to get high through time. Within one or two years, you become a zombie, desperate for a high which becomes harder to get. You start to become mad.


In the case of Ruben, his successful rehab took away the addiction. It also took away the tolerance, something he knew nothing about. After rehab, he was like a beginner all over again, super-sensitive to the drug. He was taking say one gram as a veteran addict before rehab because he was very tolerant. In Baguio, after rehab, he was taking shabu for the first time in a year without tolerance. He needed only a third of a gram to get super-high, but he too one gram, which was close to over-dose.


When you are high on shabu, you do not feel hungry or sleepy or tired for the two days you are high. Then, when you ‘crash’, you sleep for one whole day, and take a liter of water and devour a lot of food when you wake up. The crash induces depression so you take more shabu, an anti-depressant, the vicious cycle of addiction. Some addicts have with them a portable DVD player to watch movies, to kill time anywhere anytime when they can’t sleep. Addicts normally look ten years older.


At the Baguio location shoot, unable to sleep due to the shabu ‘overdose’ he took, Ruben came to the set at 430 a.m. When the camera crew came at 6 am, he screamed at them for being late. He methodically instructed them what to do, even though they knew what to do better than him. When the client came at 8 am (very early in client standards), he also screamed at him for being late. He was a senior VP of the company and the client contributed about 70% to the agency’s gross income. Of course, Ruben lost his job instantly. His peers do not know where Ruben is now. They speculate he may just have committed suicide.


An ex-addict I interviewed (his words reconstructed), said, “Two of my friends committed suicide. Three were in and out of rehab. I know only of one who really got out of it, Jackie, me ex. She’s been off shabu for five years now. But I am not sure if, one day, out of the blue, when she gets depressed or lonely, she goes back. I am deadly scared of rehab. I’d rather just die. Please pray for me.”


Tricycle and jeepney drivers must be educated on the trap shabu offers. They are often given a taste for free, to get them hooked. Many squatter areas are littered with addicts and pushers who entice kids with free shabu to become couriers. They wait for them at the sari-sari store to buy vinegar for their mom.


The best law enforcers in the U.S. and Latin American have failed to stop the powerful drug cartels for many decades now, because they are able to buy everyone – policemen, mayors, governors, even senators. They are able to control it somewhat but not eradicate completely. It has the ability to destroy society totally if left unchecked. It is the main reason for heinous crimes in the streets. The information drive and education program on shabu is critical to protect our children before they take the first dangerous puff.

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