Petrás Mária writes in her confessions 'I was born in a world in which the day began with the bells calling for prayer and ended the same way. People knew the right order of the world at that area as the sun, the moon, the stars and the flow of time directed them. Whatever they did, they did not utter a word. I grew up among nameless saints who could weave, embroider while singing with their kids around them. With fasting and prayer, they took away the problems of body and soul. Petrás Mária would kike to show pictures of this world.