Finding myself in my usual state, I saw my adorable Jesus with a cross in His hand, all full of white pearls. Giving it to me as gift, He placed it on my breast, and it sank into my heart as inside a room. Then He told me: "My daughter, the Cross is a Treasure, and the safest place in which to keep this valuable Treasure is one’s own soul. Or rather, it is a safe place when the soul is disposed to receive this Treasure with patience, with resignation and with the other virtues, because the virtues are as many keys that secure it, so as not to spoil it or expose it to thieves. But if it does not find especially the gold key of patience, this Treasure will find many thieves, who will steal it and spoil it."