Usually I say the Rosary out loud, but today I had some phlegm in my throat and was too lazy to spit it out, so I decided to say the prayers mentally. I don't like to do this because I like to hear the words being pronounced. In my mind they come out all garbled, probably because I let them tumble out instead of really thinking them through.
This was happening again tonight. I was just kind of churning out the prayers in my mind, but I wanted each one to register solidly. At about this moment, another mental voice overtook my own -- a deeper, more resonant one. It began to say the prayers very, very slowly. But each time I tried to rush the voice, it refused. It would not be hurried. And I had to go at its pace, the same way that someone with OCD has to flip the lightswitch five times each time he passes by. If I didn't follow the voice, it would have felt like I was disobeying an order.
I followed the voice along, doing whatever it wanted, knowing that if it were a demonic visitation it wouldn't have been increasing my piety, restraining my impatience, and helping my devotion improve. Often when I say the Rosary, without knowing it, I'm like a factory worker counting the minutes until his shift is over. I am saying the prayers with more duty than love, or with a forced love. This time I was in a sort of trance. By the time I got to the Visitation, I was almost able to mentally smell the spicy leaves of a tree that Mary walked by on her way to Elizabeth's house. There were moments that I didn't want to end ( although other moments where I was still impatient ).
For some reason, the voice hurried the "Our Father" along, but every other prayer was said exceedingly slow. Towards the final prayers, suddenly the voice disappeared and was replaced with my own higher, reedier voice, but at the same pace.
I have the feeling that the Holy Ghost just taught me to say the Rosary directly, since I have no one else to help me. I didn't check when I began, but I think it took about twice as long to get through the Joyful Mysteries as usual. It's almost like I never really understood the Rosary until now.
Try to say the Rosary SLOW -- 40 minutes for one set of mysteries. It is like having an impatient, restive heart doused with cooling water. I never realized before just how impatient that I really am when saying prayers. This is only the beginning of the improvements that I need to make.