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understand each other when we are together. From a Light that
            comes from Jesus into my intellect, I feel everything that my

            Jesus wants to make me understand being impressed within
            me. This way is very high and sublime; so much so, that the
            nature can hardly adapt itself to explain it with words it can
            barely give some idea. This way of Jesus of making Himself

            understood is extremely rapid in one simple instant one
            learns many sublime things, more than by reading entire

            books. O! what a most ingenious Teacher Jesus is in one
            simple instant He teaches so many things, while to someone
            else it would take entire years, if he manages at all, because
            the terrestrial teacher does not have the power of being able

            to draw the will of his disciple, or to infuse things in his mind
            without effort and toil.


            But not with Jesus: His Sweetness, the Loveliness of His
            Gesture, the Gentleness of His Speaking, are so great and
            then He is so Beautiful, that as soon as the soul sees Him,
            she feels so drawn, that sometimes the speed with which she

            runs after Jesus is so great, that almost without realizing it,
            she finds herself transformed into the Beloved, in such a way
            that the soul is no longer capable of distinguishing her terrestrial

            being, so much is she identified with the Divine Being.

            Who can say what the soul feels in this state? It would
            take Jesus Himself, or a soul perfectly separated from the

            body, because in finding herself surrounded once again by
            the wall of this body, and losing that Light which before kept

            her submerged, the soul loses much and remains obscured.
            So, if she tries to say something, she can only do it roughly.
            To give an idea, I will say that I imagine someone born
            blind, who has never had the good of seeing what is contained

            in the entire universe, and for a few minutes he had the good
            of opening his eyes to the light and was able to see everything
            that is contained in the world—the sun, the heavens, the sea,

            the many cities, the many machines, the varieties of flowers
            and the many other things that are in the world; and after
            those few minutes of light, he returned to the blindness of


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