I loved holy water when I was child, it was always at my Chapel placed in holy water fonts at every entrance. I would put my little fingers in this water and bless myself and this blessing was called “The Sign of the Cross”, in the name of the father, in the name of the son in the name of the holy spirit Amen.
My small hands would first go to my forehead , then down to my heart and then left and right shoulder and when I said Amen I would join my hands together as if in prayer. This ritual was a beautiful one for me, I always felt holy and that God was with me when I blessed myself with holy water. I would sometimes go in one door of the Chapel and then out another just so I could enter again and bless myself with this scared water.
This water had been blessed by our parish priest and if we where lucky enough to have a bishop or cardinal visit and bless it, it was now even more special. My grandparents had holy water that had been blessed by a pope in a special bottle from Rome so we did not even touch this water.
I can remember my Mom blessing our home with this water every room however we did not have a font like most catholic homes around us and this did upset my grandmother.
I often wondered what made this water holy? I would imagine that God came to our priest and blessed it with him or angels came down from heaven and put all their love into this water or perhaps baby Jesus had something to do with . I was fascinated by it. I loved the feel of the water on my forehead which I would touch with holy water right between my eyebrows and I would feel so connected to God.
Even after I left organized religious spaces when I was 15 years old, I still would visit a Chapel or a friends home who had a font to bless myself and then I stopped this practice for no particular reason sometimes I would tell myself I would buy my own font however I never did.
And now as the years have moved on and I am not that little girl yet I can still see her looking for this holy water so today I told that she is holy water, she is created as 70% holy blessed water, she is holy space that can receive and give these blessing, bringing that holy water to every place she visits. I now know that the reason she loved this ritual was because it reminded her of who she was already, blessed, loved beyond measure, and now she can fully expand into this love, these blessing.She smiles and answers “thank you and I know "however can we still have a pretty holy water font so I bought her /me this font which has my favorite picture from my childhood.
Know that you are blessed always!