Believe it or not, HIldegard of Bingen. There are those who would find it strange that a Wytch, such as myself would choose the most influential person in their lives, being a 12th Century Abbess from the Rhineland. But she was the grand mother herbalist and healer of them all. She was a poet, a mystic, a poet, a playwright, composer, a prophet, social critic and a leader among both men and women. She successfully looked at the exoteric and esoteric, the hidden and the seen and saw the imporance of both. All the while I was growing up, I read all that I could about Hildegard. Her herbals surpassed most everything written by her contemporaries and even to the present day.
Within the pages of De Operone Dei (“The Book of Divine Works”), you come to know that she understood the relationship of humans to the rest of creation. Somehow the idea of manifest destiny of humankind is absent. She was a Renaissance woman centuries before the Renaissance e’en occurred. I sometimes imagine in my own gardens that I can feel her presence and hear her words just on the edge of a breeze, and there is an understanding, for truly, within this Christian prophetess, there beat the heart of a Wytch.
Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Fiction & Various Folkloric Tales
Word Count: 214
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