I wanted to quote something in "On Contemplation" that blessed me this morning and has been on my mind all day. What we need more than anything today is practical biblical Christianity and not watered down New Age spirituality or some kind of cosmic Jesus.
"Once she has discovered a drop of honeyed dew, the loving spirit can no longer appear before God empty-handed, so she brings him rich sacrifices of pure and robust prayer, coated with the oil of the Holy Spirit and set on fire with darts of glowing charity. She feeds as if she not merely touches but actually directly wounds her Lord's heart. Called by his voice, she clearly catches sight of his presence as she looks up at him while clinging yearningly to him. That is what it means to see God. Hence Bernard says: "To cling to God is nothing other than to see God, which is granted, with special joy, only to pure hearts.
When the soul has been in this state and the richness of devotion poured out on her has lasted for a while, then the memory of sweet felicity produces wisdom. For whatever enters the memory, whether it be God's blessings, the happy heavenly homeland, a longing for virtues, a captivated spirit, or even evils formerly committed, she reflects on digests in her own way each of these things wisely, that is, with relish, transforming them into the fragrance of God's sweetness.
Understanding [intellectus] truly brings about contemplation in the process of enjoying and seeing, as the human understanding is flooded with light of the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit's fire lights up, loosens up, and penetrates the cloud or fog we all endure because of our sins. Then, firmly focusing his yearning on the Creator he has found in this way, the understanding's acuteness rests sweetly and gently in the Creator. He enjoys his treasure, that is, his God, in reality, not through faith or hope alone, but somehow through a sure line of vision, that is, a sure grasp. Indeed, if he does not reject God, God comes down to greet the understanding in a way scarcely imaginable, kissing him in humblest grandeur with an utterly hidden, inexpressible, and sublime kiss.
These three-will, memory, and understanding-are one and the same in the soul and work simultaneously. Yet they can be distinguished so that when the soul senses herself to be affected toward God she can discern between her own faculties and what she has in union with God, so that she might somehow worthily receive and host her guest, her Creator." pg. 184,185 Guigo De Ponte