From my early childhood, before my bones, nerves, and veins were fully strengthened, I have always seen this vision in my soul. The light that I see thus is not spatial, but it is far, far brighter than a cloud that carries the sun. . . . and I call it the reflection of the living Light. I see, hear, and know all at once, and as if in an instant I learn what I know. And what I write is what I see and hear in the vision. . . . And the words in this vision are not like words uttered by the mouth of man, but like a shimmering flame, or a cloud floating in a clear sky.
~Hildegard of Bingen, AD 1175.