Hildegard Von Bingen (1099-1179).

But I have always a trembling fear, for I have no assurance in myself concerning any possibility; rather I stretch out my hands to God, so that I am borne by him like a feather, which has none of the heaviness of strength and which flies in the wind that carries it. Buber, Ecstatic Confessions, P.43.


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