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Hildegard of Bingen

I, the fiery life of divine wisdom, I ignite the beauty of the plains, I sparkle the water, I burn in the sun, and the moon, and the stars.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Burn Divine Life Moon Stars Sun Wisdom
We cannot live in a world that is not our own, in a world that is interpreted for us by others. An interpreted world is not a home. Part of the terror is to take back our own listening, to use our own voice, to see our own light.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Home Light Live Ourselves See Terror Voice World
I, God, am in your midst. Whoever knows me can never fall. Not in the heights, nor in the depths, nor in the breadths. For I am love, which the vast expanses of evil can never still.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Evil Failure God Love Myself
All the arts serving human desires and needs are derived from the breath that Godsent into the human body.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Art Body Desire God Human Service
The mystery of God hugs you in its all-encompassing arms.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Arms God Hug Mystery
Just as a circle embraces all that is within it, so does the God-head embrace all. No one has the power to divide this circle, to surpass it, or to limit it.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Circle Division God Limitation Power
O, You who are ever giving life to all life, moving all creatures, root of all things, washing them clean, wiping out their mistakes, healing their wounds, You are our true life, luminous, wonderful, awakening the heart from its ancient sleep.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Awake Healing Life Move On Sleep Wound Yourself
Humanity, take a good look at yourself. Inside, you’ve got heaven and earth, and all of creation. You’re a world – everything is hidden in you.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Earth Goodness Heaven Hide Humanity Yourself
The fire has its flame and praises God. The wind blows the flame and praises God. In the voice we hear the word which praises God. And the word, when heard, praises God. So all of creation is a song of praise to God.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Creation Fire Flame God Praise Song Voice Wind
When one’s thoughts are neither frivolous nor flippant, when one’s thoughts are neither stiff-necked nor stupid, but rather, are harmonious — they habitually render physical calm and deep insight.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Thinking
Sometimes when we hear a song we breathe deeply and sigh. This reminds the prophet that the soul arises from heavenly harmony. In thinking about this, he was aware that the soul itself has something in itself of this music.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Aware Breathe Deep Harmony Heaven Music Song Thinking Time
Angels, living light most glorious! Beneath the Godhead in burning desire in the darkness and mystery of creation you look on the eye of your God never taking your fill: What glorious pleasures take shape within you!
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Angel Burn Creation Desire Glory God Happiness Light Live Yourself
Every creature is a glittering, glistening mirror of Divinity.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Creature Divine Mirror
There is the music of Heaven in all things.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Heaven Music Nature
If one intends to make beer from oats, it is prepared with hops.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

Alcohol Oneself Preparation
You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God.
HILDEGARD OF BINGEN

God Mystery Yourself

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