An inner knowing drove me to Tarascon-sur-Ariege to the cathedral where there is a Black Madonna. She greeted me with a glance, hands in prayer, and a beautiful crown upon her head. The crown was especially beautiful. I walked further and noted the sculpture of Mary Magdalene on the right, with the skull, book, and urn, and then to the right of the altar where I discovered a sculpture of Anna instructing her daughter, Mary. I sat down on a nearby chair and felt an overwhelming peace.