Maria Valtorta - Reports of Visions

Reports of Visions

On the morning of Good Friday April 23, 1943, she reported a sudden voice speaking to her and asking her to write. From her bedroom Maria called for Marta Diciotti, showed her the sheet in her hands and said that something extraordinary had happened. Marta called Father Migliorini regarding the dictation Maria had reported and he arrived soon thereafter. Father Migliorini asked her to write down anything else she received and over time provided her with notebooks to write in.

Thereafter, Maria wrote almost every day until 1947 and intermittently in the following years until 1951. She would write with a fountain pen in the notebook resting on her knees and placed upon the writing board she had made herself. She did not prepare outlines, did not even know what she would write from one day to another, and did not reread to correct. At times she would call Marta to read back to her what she had written.

One of Maria's declarations reads:

"I can affirm that I have had no human source to be able to know what I write, and what, even while writing, I often do not understand."

Her notebooks were dated each day, but her writing was not in sequence, in that some of the last chapters of The Poem of the Man God were written before the early chapters, yet the text flows smoothly between them.

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