Ruysbroeck and the Mystics: with selections from RuysbroeckMaeterlinck, Maurice
Religion
Ruysbroeck and the Mystics: with selections from Ruysbroeck
Maeterlinck, Maurice
Mysticism; Ruusbroec, Jan van, 1293-1381
difference between itself and God, but where it burns it is pure and
has no distinction, and that is why it feels nothing else but unity;
for the immeasurable flame of the divine love consumes and swallows up
all that it has enveloped in its essence.
“And you may thus understand that the attracting unity of God is
nothing else save boundless love, which lovingly draws inwards, in
eternal enjoyment, the Father, the Son, and all who live in love. And
we desire to burn and be consumed in that love everlastingly, for
in it the blessedness of all spirits is found. And so we ought all
to found our lives on a fathomless abyss; we shall thus be able to
descend evermore in love, and to plunge ourselves beyond ourselves
into its unsounded depths; and by the same love we shall rise and go
beyond ourselves into its inconceivable height, and we shall wander in
that measureless love, and it will lead us away into the boundless
expanse of the love of God. And there will be a flow and outflow
beyond ourselves, in the unknown pleasure of the divine goodness and
riches. There will be an eternal fusion and transfusion, absorption and
perabsorption of ourselves in the glory of God. See how, in each of
these comparisons, I have shown to the contemplative mind its essence
and its inward exercises. But no other can understand me, for no man
can teach contemplation to his fellow. But when the eternal truth is
revealed to the spirit, it is instructed in all that is needful.”
I ought in fairness to translate also the many strange things in
chapters vi., vii., and viii., which deal with “The difference between
the hirelings and the faithful servants of God,” “The difference
between the faithful servants and the secret friends of God,” and “The
difference between the secret friends and the hidden sons of God.”
Here it does really seem as if the anchorite of the Green Valley had
dipped into things beyond this world. But having run to such lengths
already, I can hardly attempt it I must, however, be permitted to give
the following fragment, which shall be the last from this book. It is
strangely beautiful:--
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