On tyme our good Lord seid, Al thyng shal be wele, and another tyme He seid,
Thu shalt sen thiself that al manner thyng shal be wele. And in these two, the
soule toke sundry understondyng. On was this: that He wil we wetyn that not
only He takith hede to noble thyngs and to grete, but also to litil and to smale,
to low and to simple, to on and to other. And so menyth He in that He seith,
Al manner thyngs shal be wele. For He will we wetyn the leste thyng shal not be
forgottyn. Another understondyng is this: that there be dedes evyl done in our
syte and so grete harmes takyn, that it semyth to us that it were impossibil that
ever it shuld cum to gode end, and upon this we loke sorowyng and morning
therefore, so that we cannot restyn us in the blisful beholdyng of God as we
shuld doe. And the cause is this, that the use of our reason is now so blynd, so
low, and so symple, that we cannot know that hey, mervelous wisdam, the myte,
and the goodness, of the blisful Trinite; and thus menyth He wher He seith,
Thou shalt se thiself that al maner thyng shal be wele. As if He seid, "Take now
hede faithfuly and trostily, and at the last end thou shalt verily sen it in fulhede
of joye." And thus in these same five words afornseid, I may make al thyngs
wele etc., I understond a myty comforte of al the works of our Lord God that
arn for to comen.

A little placeholder text for you here from The Shewings of Julian of Norwich!
I'll get something written here sometime soon.

A little placeholder text for you here from Hildy von Bingen herself!
I'll add suggested reading here sometime soon.

O orzchis Ecclesia
armis divinis praecincta
et hyazintho ornata,
tu es caldemia stigmatum loifolum
et urbs scientiarum.
O, o, tu es etiam crizanta
in alto sono et es chorzta gemma.