“It pleased our Lord that I should
see the following vision a number of times. I saw an angel near me, on the left
side, in bodily form. This I am not wont to see, save very rarely.... In this
vision it pleased the Lord that I should see it thus. He was not tall, but
short, marvellously beautiful, with a face which shone as though he were one of
the highest of the angels, who seem to be all of fire: they must be those whom
we call Seraphim.... I saw in his hands a long golden spear, and at the point
of the iron there seemed to be a little fire. This I thought that he thrust
several times into my heart, and that it penetrated to my entrails. When he
drew out the spear he seemed to be drawing them with it, leaving me all on fire
with a wondrous love for God. The pain was so great that it caused me to utter
several moans; and yet so exceeding sweet is this greatest of pains that it is
impossible to desire to be rid of it, or for the soul to be content with less
than God. (Peers, 197)”
"... Beside me, on the left hand,
appeared an angel in bodily form... He was not tall but short, and very
beautiful; and his face was so aflame that he appeared to be one of the highest
rank of angels, who seem to be all on fire... In his hands I saw a great golden
spear, and at the iron tip there appeared to be a point of fire. This he
plunged into my heart several times ... and left me utterly consumed by the
great love of God. The pain was so severe that it made me utter several moans.
The sweetness caused by this intense pain is so extreme that one cannot
possibly wish it to cease, nor is one's soul then content with anything but
God. This is not a physical, but a spiritual pain, though the body has some
share in it-even a considerable share ..."
“I saw in his hands a long golden spear […]o my heart, that it
penetrated to my entrailsThis, he plunged into my heart several times int. […]
The pain was so severe that it made me utter several moans, and yet such pain
was so exceedingly sweet that one cannot possibly desire it to cease. (St
Teresa of Avila, 1515-1582)”
“Um
dia me apareceu um anjo com uma beleza nunca vista antes. “Eu vi em sua mão uma
longa lança de ouro cuja ponta parecia ser uma ponta de fogo. Ela parecia
penetrar várias vezes no meu coração e perfurar minhas entranhas. A dor era tão
grande, que me fez gemer, muitas vezes, em alta voz,
e ainda assim foi superando a doçura desta dor excessiva, eu não
pude querer livrar-me dela. Nenhuma felicidade terrestre
pode dar um prazer assim tão grande. Quando o anjo tirou a sua lança, senti um
enorme amor por Deus.”
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O Êxtase de Santa Teresa
O Êxtase de Santa Teresa
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O Êxtase de Santa Teresa
06/08) O mesmo olhar, a mesma luz, a
emoção, o sentimento, aura, semblante, a mesma ânima, coração múltiplo, a mesma
paixão, do amor a essência. E eu tenho tanto pra te dizer... mas não preciso
nem falar, nem pensar....-.
