Visions of Sister Hadewijch

It was on a day of Pentecost original: "Pfingsttage" — the Christian feast celebrating the descent of the Holy Spirit upon the Apostles, fifty days after Easter.. Then I received the Holy Spirit in such a way that I suddenly understood the will of Love everywhere, and the ordinances of this will in heaven and among the heavenly beings, and the entire perfection of completed righteousness, and all the guilt of those who have gone astray, and the whole movement and being of this will, as it plays out in truth and in lies: since then, I feel Love in everything that I see and in as much as I see.

And I understood all languages, which are spoken in seventy-two ways A common medieval tradition held that there were seventy-two distinct languages created at the Tower of Babel, representing the totality of human diversity.. And I marveled at all the diversity of this happening, and it struck me with awe. But the gazing into Him and the fire of loving and the revelation of His will—that has never since been extinguished, nor silenced, nor forgotten by me.

Before this moment, I had always wanted to know, and had pondered and asked through all my deeds: What is love and who is love? I had struggled for two years to experience it.