Our Blue Lady

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Two weeks ago I found a book about my kindred Mary Dominica Wieneke who was the head of The Order of Saint Francis. When I read that Mary’s brother, Father John C. Wieneke, studied at Louvain College in Belgium, where he was ordained, I knew I had found from where the Blue Angel my sisters saw as children, had come. My Rosemond and Roover kindred were members of the Swan Brethren who worshiped ‘Our Lady’. When the Wieneke and Rosamond families were spliced together in the marriage of Mary Magdalene Wieneke, and Royal Rosamond a contact made on a spritual plane was made manifest in the marriage and sexual union of my grandparents. I believe Our Lady  wanted to be spritually adopted by the Sisters of the Order of Saint Francis in order to pave the way for the blessed Pope who took the name Francis.

Yesterday Pope Francis healed the Catholic Church of its diseases. For twenty seven years I have been working on the disease of incest and child abuse. When I read all of Luke one night, for the first time, I was in the light. As a test, I asked Jesus to come into the darkness of my family incest, and heal us. I closed my eyes. He appeared in total darkness, there slivers of gold light coming from him. He said this;

“Be no afraid. I and my Father in Heaven are already working on these matters: Spritual Courage, will be met with Spiritual Courage.”

God sent the Catholic Church a man of exceptional courage! Francis told the truth!



Rosemondt signed his name with a rose and mondt. This is the rose of the Swan Brethren fully open. Someone has drawn the Habsburg cote of arms with ‘The Falcon’ underneath. Rosemondt was the Master of the Falcon Art College.

Below are letters that Erasmus wrote Gottshchalk Rosemondt, the Master of Louvain. Rosemondt was the executor of Pope Adrian’s legacy and formed the Pope’s Poor College because he believed only poor boys would make good Cardinals, Bishops, and Popes.

Jon Presco

In 1929, only briar patches covered a 175-foot hill located on the western outskirts of Sioux City, Iowa. But two people – Mother Mary Dominica Wieneke, Major Superior of the Sisters of Saint Francis, and the Most Reverend Edmond Heelan, Bishop of the Sioux City Diocese, had a vision. They saw that hill crowned with a Catholic college for women.

Mother Dominica and Bishop Heelan met on March 9, 1929 with members of the Sioux City community who committed themselves to raising $25,000 to support the establishment of the college in Sioux City. After this showing of community support, significant events followed in rapid succession. On Sept. 18, 1930, the college, named Briar Cliff after the hill on which it is located, was dedicated. Four days later, 25 women started classes in Heelan Hall, the only building on campus.

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2:2. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Sicut lilium inter spinas sic amica mea inter filias

On the façade of the Swan Brethren House are four statues, effigies
of Prince William 1 of Orange, Ghisbertus van der Poorten, Gerardus
of Uden, and Earl Floris van Egmond van Buren. Gerardus is the knight
with the shield. Ghisbertus may be second from the right. I have
every reason to believe Ghisbertus is Ghisbertus Roesmont son of
Danielis Roesmont, a Swan Brethren, and Adriana Theodorici Rover.
Heilwigis Arnoldi Danielis Roesmont married Arnoldus Rover Van der
Poirten, or Poorten, meaning “of the port”. Ghisbertus sat in
the “ships chair” which I assume means he was `Captain of the Port’.
Because he was the Master of Janskerk Church, which was allied with
the Swan Brethren, I believe it was Gisbertus Roesmont who gifted the
house of the brotherhood in 1483, and thus is one of the four statues
put on the Zwanenbroedershuis.

The Swan Brotherhood dined once a year on roasted swan. They ate from
plates with their coat of arms upon them, and the word “Sicut” The
Swan Brotherhood commissioned one of their members, Hieronymus Bosch,
to depict the Wedding at Cana where Jesus and his mother were
present. The words “Sicut lilium inter spinas ” are associated with
the Virgin Mother and the Canticle of Canticles. It appears that the
Swan Brethren have created a Last Supper worship around Mary, who is
titled the Rose of the World, or, Rosa Mundi.

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I had written to the rector of the university to protest against the
attacks made on me by Egmondamus in the pulpit and he wrote back
that if I was prepared to listen in person while he did his tale
unfold, we might perhaps come to some agreement.”

1153/ To Godschalk Rosemondt Louvain 18 October 1520

Gottschalk Rosemondt of Eindhoven in Northern Brabant, matriculated
at the University of Louvain on 1499 and remained there until his
death in 1526. A doctor of divinity in 1516, he succeeded in 1520 to
the chair o f theology formerly held by Jan Briart. Like Briart he
was a personal friend of the future Pope Adrian V1. His prominent
position in the theological faculty notwithstanding , he retained an
mind towards humanists studies and a measure of sympathy for
Erasmus. This letter is addressed to him in his capacity as rector
of the university for the winter term of 1520-21 (cf Matricule de
Louvain 111-1963) It was published in the Epistolae ad diverse.In
preparation for a confrontations with the theologian Nicolass
Baechem Egmondanus, to be held in the presence of the rector,
Erasmus launches an elaborate protest against his opponent, who had
attacked him from the pulpit of St, Peter’s church on 9 and 14

cf Ep 1162s1162/ To Thomas More Louvain November? 1520

This letter give a spirited account between Erasmus and Nicolas
Egmondanus before the rector of the of the university of Louvain,
Godschlak Rosemondt. Printed in the Epistle ad diverse, it was no
doubt composed with a wider public in mind; Thomas More, to whom it
is addressed, need not have been told at length an episode of which
he was himself a protagonist. Erasmus also described the
confrontation with Baecahmen in Ep 1173:29-109


The story that has reached you about my little dispute with Nicolaus
Egdmondanus in the pressed of the rector of this university is not
wholly true, and yet not quite devoid of truth; such is the way of
rumor, which likes to enhance the facts and tell the story with a
difference. Nor are he and I so much at variance that I would
willingly see him the victim of false reports. So here is the true
story, since I see that in your part of the world you are so idle
you can find time to follow the silly things we do here.

I had written to the rector of the university to protest against the
attacks made on me by Egmondamus in the pulpit and he wrote back
that if I was prepared to listen in person while he did his tale
unfold, we might perhaps come to some agreement. I replied that I
had no objection, though well aware that no lasting good would come
of it. So we met, and the rector took the chair, with me on the
right and Egmondamus on the left. This arrangement was not without
point. He knew Egmondamu’s temperament, and of me he had quite the
wrong idea: he thought I was capable of losing my temper. So he sat
between us, to keep the combatants apart. There upon the rector
opened the subject in a few words, and then, with a countenance of
wonderful and comical gravity Egmondanus began: `I have spoken ill
of no man in my sermon. If Erasmus thinks he has suffered an injury,
let him declare it, and I will answer him.’I asked him whether there
could be a more atrocious injury that to traduce an innocent man in
a public sermon with a string of lies. That roused him at once;
dropping the mask he assumed, and almost purple in the face (his
face was red already, for it was after dinner), `And why, pray, says
he. `do you traduce me in your religious books, `I replied, `your
name is never mentioned.’ Nor has your,’ he retorted, `ever been
uttered in my sermons.’

I denied that my books were religious books, for in them I set down
my down my own imaginings and write whatever come into my head – a
thing, I added, which is not allowed in the pulpit. `Beside which’,
I said’ `I have written for less about you then the facts warrant.
You have told lies about me in public, calling me a supporter of
Luther, whom I have never supported in the sense that the public
reads into your words and you mean yourself.’ By this time he was
not merely exited, he was like a madman. `No, no’, he shouted, `you
are behind the whole lot. You are the slippery customer, the double-
dealer; you can twist everything somehow by the tail.’ And he spewed
up, rather than uttered, much more of the same kind, which
glittering bile at the moment put into his head.I felt my own
hackles rising, and already let out a word which was the forerunner
of rather intemperate language, not exactly `Thou fool’ but
something of the sort that would smell worse then it sounds. But I
controlled myself instantly, thinking it better to respect my won
health ( for I was poorly) and that of the rector, who was also in
the doctor’s hands, beside which it seemed foolish and undignified
to answer a madman in his own language.. So I turned to the rector
with a smile and said,’ I could bring evidence of his outrageous
calumnies, and I could return his abuse. He calls me slippery; I
could call him in my turn a fox..1164/ To Godschalk RosemondtThis
undated letter follows Ep 1153 and Erasmus’s visit to Cologne. It
also report an event that took place on 25 November. It was
published in the Epistle ad diversoss.


I have no desire to interrupt you so often with a letter, and yet it
is better for us both. We had enjoyed silence for a time from the
Frisian Domnican who put a gloss long ago on my Moria and since on
my Antibarbari, pouring every sort of rant and calummy on my name
and reputation. And he supposes he is doing right, for this reason
if no other, that I have touched on monks in what I write, although
I always refrain from the outrageous tales told of them too often –
and let us hope, without foundation – by common report, and repeated
of late at the crowded dinner table of the cardinal of Sion, and
have always avoided names of men and even of orders.



The emblem worn by the Swan Brethren depicts a a rose, or lily,
amongst thorns. At the root of the rose is the Latin word SICUT which
is the first word from a line from Song of Songs.

2:2. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
Sicut lilium inter spinas sic amica mea inter filias



Moving next to warn against a “spiritual Alzheimer’s,” Francis said some forget the “story of salvation” and lose their personal history with the Lord, the “first love.”

“It is a progressive decline of the spiritual faculties that in a longer or shorter period of time … making them unable to carry out any independent activity, living a state of absolute dependence on his often imaginary views,” said the pope.

“We see it in those who have lost the memory of their encounter with the Lord,” he said. “In those who are completely dependent on their ‘present’ … in those who build walls around themselves and habits becoming, more and more, slaves of idols that they have carved their own hands.”

Identifying what he called an “existential schizophrenia,” Francis then warned against those who “live a double life, the fruit of hypocrisy typical of the mediocre and the progressive spiritual vacuum that degrees or academic qualifications cannot fill.”

“They create like this their own parallel world, where they put aside everything that they teach strictly to others and begin to live a hidden life,” he said. “The conversion is urgent and indispensable for this very grave disease.”

Labeling a disease of “chatter, murmurings and gossip,” Francis said such a disease “starts simply, maybe just for a chat and takes hold of the person making him a ‘sower of discord’ [like Satan], and in many cases ‘cold-blooded murderer’ of the fame of their colleagues and confreres.”

“It is the disease of cowardly people that not having the courage to speak directly talk behind their backs,” Francis said. “Brothers, let us look out for the terrorism of gossip!”

Speaking of those who “deify superiors,” Francis warned against officials who “are courting superiors, hoping to get their benevolence.”

“They are victims of careerism and opportunism, they honor the people and not God,” the pope said. “They are people who live the service thinking only what they need to get and not what they must give.”

“This disease may also affect the superiors when courting some of their employees to get their submission, loyalty and psychological dependence, but the end result is a real complicity,” he continued.

Warning against a “funereal face,” Francis said some think that in order to be serious, “they need to paint the face of melancholy, severity and treat others — especially those deemed inferior — with stiffness, hardness and arrogance.”

“In reality, the theatrical severity and sterile pessimism are often symptoms of fear and insecurity about himself,” the pope said. “The apostle must strive to be a polite person, calm, enthusiastic and cheerful who conveys joy wherever he is. A heart full of God is a happy heart that radiates with joy and infects all who are around him. You can see it right away!”

“Don’t lose that joyful spirit, full of humor, even self-deprecating, that makes us amiable people,” said Francis, who said he says a prayer attributed to British St. Thomas More every day for this purpose.

Identifying “closed circles” in the Vatican, Francis said some create groups “where membership in the little group becomes stronger than that of the body and, in some situations, to Christ himself.”

“Although this disease always begins with good intentions,” said the pope, over time it “enslaves members becoming ‘a cancer’ that threatens the harmony of the body and causes so much harm — scandals — especially to our smallest brothers.”

“The self-destruction or ‘friendly fire’ of fellow soldiers is the sneakiest danger,” Francis said. “It is the evil that strikes from within, and as Christ says: ‘Every kingdom divided against itself is brought to desolation.’ “

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1 Response to Our Blue Lady

  1. Reblogged this on rosamondpress and commented:

    Our religions are not working. They are producing extreme ugliness and selfishness.

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