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… — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share Image
When the words come, they are merely empty shells without the music. They live as they are sung, for the words are the body… — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share Image
Even in a world that's being shipwrecked, remain brave and strong. — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share Image
Listen: there was once a king sitting on his throne. Around Him stood great and wonderfully beautiful columns ornamented with ivory, bearing the banners of the king with great honour. Then it pleased the king to raise a small feather from the ground, and he commanded it to fly. The feather flew, not because of anything in itself but because… — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share
Glance at the sun. See the moon and stars. Gaze at the beauty of the green earth. Now think. — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share Image
Humanity finds itself in the midst of the world. In the midst of all other creatures humanity is the most significant and yet the… — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share Image
With nature's help, humankind can set into creation all that is necessary and life sustaining. — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share Image
Because a woman brought death a bright Maiden overcame it, and so the highest blessing in all of creation lies in the form of… — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share Image
Sometimes when we hear a song we breathe deeply and sigh. This reminds the prophet that the soul arises from heavenly harmony. In thinking… — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share Image
Just as a mirror, which reflects all things, is set in its own container, so too the rational soul is placed in the fragile… — Hildegard of Bingen Copy Share Image
