I’m the secret fire in everything, and everything smells like Me.
The living breathe My sweet perfume, and they breathe out praise of Me.
They never die because I am their Life.
I flame out—intense, godly Life—over the shining fields of corn, I glow in the shimmer of the fire’s embers, I burn in the sun and the moon and the stars.
The secret Life of Me breathes in the wind and holds all things together soulfully.
This is God’s voice.
-Hildegard of Bingen
Fiery Spirit, Source of all creative power,
Kindle your Holy Spark within me,
Breathe into me your Sacred Passion,
Fill me with your your Flame until I have become fire,
Offering brilliant warmth to the world.
Sustain me this day in your work,
May the God of radiance illuminate me,
May I discover my own hidden spark and enter it fully
so that I become a light to the world.
Blessings of fire be upon these words I write.
May they shine brightly.
(This is the prayer rising up in me as I begin to write this morning inspired by Hildegard and the element of fire)