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Archive for June 4th, 2006

When Mary entered into intimate union and communion with
overshadowing, indwelling, espousing God, the Holy Spirit at the
Annunciation, the Holy Spirit, as St. Louis de Montfort says,
became her Spirit.  In Annunciation paintings the traditional
flower symbol of the descending Holy Spirit is the dove-like
columbine (Aquilegia),

Columbineflowerfound with white lilies Flannunciationlilyof Mary’s immaculate
purity.


At Pentecost, in her continuing union with Jesus, now ascended into
Heaven, Mary, on earth, joined with him, mediatingly, in his promised
sending of the Holy Spirit to the disciples, with restoration of
grace to the world.  The Pentecostal descent of the Holy Spirit as
tongues of flame was symbolized by vines branches of pendant flowers,
such as the Holy Spirit philodendron, symbolizing the descending
flames of the Holy Spirit; and the
red peony (Paeonia officinalis),Flholyspirit2
in bloom in temperate climates at the time of the liturgical feast of
Pentecost, and symbolizing the soul inflamed with the Holy Spirit.


The Pentecostal Holy Spirit is also symbolized by 
"Mary’s Pink"
(Dianthus plumarius)Flpink

with its serrated petals, recalling the pointed
tongues of flame in which it descended – adopted also because of its
bloom in Holland at the late May or early June season of Pentecost
(known there as "Pinkster"); because of its pink color; and because
of its uniquely serrated symbolic petals, from which garment "pinking
shears" receive their name.


In all, some twenty flowers have been found in our research to
have been found from their time of bloom to have had the religious
folk names of "Pentecost Flower".

As a poetic affirmation of Mary’s heavenly mediating distribution
of the Holy Spirit, a couplet from the German, applied to the
flower "Mary’s Candle" (giant mullein,Flcandle Verbascum thapsis), also
known as "Heavenly Radiance", reads (translated):

    

"The Virgin Mary flies all over the land,
      
With heaven’s fire in her hand."

Also, Bleeding Heart (Dicentra spectabilis, Mary’s Heart) Flimmaculateheartspiritis known
as "Holy Spirit" in France from the "tear" of Spirit precessing to
earth through her universally mediating Immacuate Heart."

Quoted from MGardens.org

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Novena Of  The Holy Spirit
by St. Benedicta of the Cross (Edith Stein)


Holy_spirit_1Who are you, sweet light, that fills me

And illumines the darkness of my heart?
You lead me like a mother’s hand,
And should you let go of me,
I would not know how to take another step.
You are the space
That embraces my being and buries it in yourself.

Away from you it sinks into the abyss

Of nothingness, from which you raised it to the light.
You, nearer to me than I to myself

And more interior than my most interior
And still impalpable and intangible

And beyond any name:

Holy Spirit eternal love!


Are you not the sweet manna
That from the Son’s heart
Overflows into my heart,

The food of angels and the blessed?
He who raised himself from death to life,

He has also awakened me to new life

From the sleep of death.

And he gives me new life from day to day,

And at some time his fullness is to stream through me,
Life of your life indeed, you yourself:

Holy Spirit eternal life!


Are you the ray

That flashes down from the eternal Judge’s throne
And breaks into the night of the soul

That had never known itself?
Mercifully relentlessly
It penetrates hidden folds.

Alarmed at seeing itself,

The self makes space for holy fear,

The beginning of that wisdom

That comes from on high

And anchors us firmly in the heights,
Your action,
That creates us anew:

Holy Spirit ray that penetrates everything!


Are you the spirit’s fullness and the power
By which the Lamb releases the seal

Of God’s eternal decree?
Driven by you

The messengers of judgment ride through the world

And separate with a sharp sword
The kingdom of light from the kingdom of night.

Then heaven becomes new and new the earth,
And all finds its proper place

Through your breath:

Holy Spirit victorious power!


Are you the master who builds the eternal cathedral,
Which towers from the earth through the heavens?
Animated by you,
the columns are raised high
And stand immovably firm.
Marked with the eternal name of God,

They stretch up to the light,

Bearing the dome,

Which crowns the holy cathedral,

Your work that encircles the world:

Holy Spirit God’s molding hand!


Are you the one who created the unclouded mirror

Next to the Almighty’s throne,

Like a crystal sea,

In which Divinity lovingly looks at itself?

You bend over the fairest work of your creation,
And radiantly your own gaze

Is illumined in return.

And of all creatures the pure beauty

Is joined in one in the dear form
Of the Virgin, your immaculate bride:

Holy Spirit Creator of all!


Are you the sweet song of love

And of holy awe

That eternally resounds around the triune throne,
That weds in itself the clear chimes of each and every being?

The harmony,

That joins together the members to the Head,

In which each one

Finds the mysterious meaning of his being blessed

And joyously surges forth,

Freely dissolved in your surging:

Holy Spirit eternal jubilation!

edith stein

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