Fold your wings, my soul, those wings you had spread wide to soar to the terrestrial peaks where light is most ardent: it is for you to simply waith the descent of the Fire — supposing it to be willing to take possession of you.
Meister Eckhart tells us that in silence we make room in our soul for God and that God delights to be in our soul when we have made room. Should we not then be building mansions of silence in our souls to welcome Love's Holy Presence.
