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 von Bingen
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Tags: Christianity, evil, God, Hildegard von Bingen, love, mysticism, poetry
February 18, 2010 at 7:52 am |
What gives the soul life, within a body? The breath of god…
A feather on the breath of God…
I god am your midst,
the mist
myst-ici-sm
mist-Isis-him
mist (breath of god)-Isis-Hymn
Paulo Coelho’s Eleven Minutes (last 2 digits of my birthyear add up to 11…just now realized!)
Hymn to Isis
For I am the first and the last
I am the venerated and the despised
I am the prostitute and the saint
I am the wife and the virgin
I am the mother and the daughter
I am the arms of my mother
I am barren and my children are many
I am the married woman and the spinster
I am the woman who gives birth and she who never procreated
I am the consolation for the pain of birth
I am the wife and the husband
And it was my man who created me
I am the mother of my father
I am the sister of my husband
And he is my rejected son
Always respect me
For I am the shameful and the magnificent one
Thank you, for these beautiful thoughts! Love, Jane : )
February 21, 2010 at 11:46 am |
I just now found and read this poem of Hildegarde Von Bingen…(!!!)
She and I agree –
Dear Keith, thank you, appreciating the reading, very much. I want to read more about the Gospel of Thomas, and the image of that, fragmented…
Enjoyed reading the speech of Desmond TuTu. So much here, feasting.
Thank You! Love, Jane xo
“All the arts serving human desires and needs
are derived from the breath
that God sent
into the human body.”
-Hildegard of Bingen
(1098-1179)