Last night at Thanksgiving, my Aunt Connie told me about her travels to Mexico. Recently she visited a church there that was closing. They gave her a big box of these antique milagros that people had prayed on and left at the church’s altars throughout the decades. She knows I love milagros and gave me a bag of them to take home.
I’m going to find a way to showcase them for my personal space. I often use milagros in my art, but I buy them shiny and brand new and the only energy on them is my own.
However, these are a different story.
I won’t dare use them for anything I will sell or demo because, just think – each of these milagros was used by someone in church praying for a miracle. They must hold a lot of power and energy and are to be respected and honored. They are beautiful because they are naturally rusted in all kinds of different shades from various time periods. Each one has it’s own story to tell. I keep thinking of nanas holding them and using them to pray for a cure for a loved one’s illness, a broken heart, goodwill, etc…
I love how my Aunt Connie has them displayed, in a big silver heart!
Love, love, love!