Who is Meister Eckhart

Eckhart von Hochheim (c. 1260 – c. 1328), commonly known as Meister Eckhart or Eckehart, was a German Catholic theologian, philosopher and mystic, born near Gotha in the Landgraviate of Thuringia (now central Germany) in the Holy Roman Empire.Eckhart came into prominence during the Avignon Papacy at a time of increased tensions between monastic orders, diocesan clergy, the Franciscan Order, and Eckhart's Dominican Order of Preachers. In later life, he was accused of heresy and brought up before the local Franciscan-led Inquisition, and tried as a heretic by Pope John XXII. He seems to have died before his verdict was received.He was well known for his work with pious lay groups such as the Friends of God and was succeeded by his more circumspect disciples John Tauler and Henry Suso ...
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Soyherrera_c: "the outward work can never be small if the inward one is great. and the outward work can never be great if the inward is small." -meister eckhart
Quotableque: "the price of inaction is far greater than the cost of making a mistake." -meister eckhart
Jrxgamero: the eye with which i see god is the same eye with which god sees me: my eye and god’s eye are one eye, one seeing, one knowing, and one love. ~meister eckhart
Hcnarbj: “a pure heart is one that is unencumbered, unworried, uncommitted, and which does not want its own way about anything but which, rather, is submerged in the loving will of god, having denied self.” ~meister eckhart
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Sonnet Xvi. To Kosciusko
 by John Keats

Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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