That beloved child addresseth thee from the hidden
world: ‘O thou kind Mother, thank divine Providence
that I have been freed from a small and gloomy cage and,
like the birds of the meadows, have soared to the divine
world—a world which is spacious, illumined, and ever gay
and jubilant. Therefore, lament not, O Mother, and be not
grieved; I am not of the lost, nor have I been obliterated
and destroyed. I have shaken off the mortal form and have
raised my banner in this spiritual world. Following this
separation is everlasting companionship. Thou shalt find
me in the heaven of the Lord, immersed in an ocean of
light.’