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Capítulo XXIII

A New Life and the First Steps

Teresa describes the beginning of a new life in God, marked by prayer of quiet and union, but also by fear of deception, leading her to seek spiritual direction and resolve to avoid sin, though she finds herself too weak to do so alone.

In which she returns to the account of her life, and how she began to pursue greater perfection, and by what means; it is useful for those who guide souls that practice prayer to know how they should conduct themselves in the beginnings, and the good it did her to know how to carry it on.1 I want to go back now to where I left off in the story of my life, for I've delayed — more, I think, than I should have — so that what is still to come may be better understood. From here on it's another new book — I mean, another new life. The life up to now was mine; the life I've lived since I began to explain these things about prayer is one in which God was living in me, as it seemed to me, because I understand it was impossible to leave such bad habits and deeds in so little time. May the Lord be praised, who set me free from myself. So as I began to avoid occasions and give myself more to prayer, the Lord began to grant me favors, as one who desired — as it seemed — that I should be willing to receive them.2 His Majesty began to give me the prayer of quiet very ordinarily, and many times the prayer of union, which lasted a long while. For my part, since in those days great illusions had befallen women, and deceptions the devil had worked on them, I began to fear, because the delight and sweetness I felt were so great, and often I couldn't prevent them; though on the other hand I saw in myself a very great certainty that it was God — especially when I was at prayer — and I saw that I came away from it much improved, and with more strength.3 But when I was a little distracted, fear would return, and I would wonder whether the devil wanted — by making me think it was good — to suspend the understanding, so as to take mental prayer from me, and keep me from thinking on the Passion or making use of the understanding, which seemed to me the greatest loss, since I didn't understand it. But since His Majesty already wanted to give me light so that I would no longer offend Him, and would know how much I owed Him, this fear grew so much that it made me diligently seek spiritual persons to talk with — and I already knew of some, because members of the Society of Jesus had come here, to whom I was very drawn without knowing any of them, just from knowing the way of life and prayer they follow — but I didn't find myself worthy to speak with them, nor strong enough to obey them, and that made me fear all the more; because dealing with them while being what I was seemed a hard thing to me. I went on like this for some time, until at last, after much battering I went through within myself, and with many fears, I resolved to talk with a spiritual person, to ask him what the prayer I had was, and to have him give me light if I was going astray, and to do everything I could so as not to offend God; because the lack I saw in my strength, as I have said, made me so timid.4 What a great deception it was, God help me, that in wanting to be good I was pulling myself away from the good! The devil must put a great deal into this at the beginning of virtue, because I could not bring myself to finish it.5 He knows that a soul's whole remedy lies in dealing with friends of God, and so there was no end of it, to keep me from deciding on this.6 I was waiting to amend myself first, as when I left off prayer, and perhaps I never would have done it, because I was already so sunk in little habits of bad custom that I still couldn't see they were bad, and I needed help from others, and a hand held out to lift me up. Blessed be the Lord, for in the end His was the first.7 When I saw my fear going so far, because the prayer was growing, it seemed to me that in this there must be some great good, or a very great evil: because I already understood clearly that what I had was something supernatural, since at times I couldn't resist it; having it when I wanted was out of the question. I thought to myself that I had no remedy except to try to keep a clean conscience and to withdraw from every occasion, even if it were only of venial sins; because if it was the spirit of God, the gain was clear; if it was the devil, then as long as I was trying to please the Lord and not offend Him, he could do me little harm—rather, he would be the one who came off the loser.8 Once I'd resolved to do this and kept asking God for help, after trying for a few days to do what I've described, I realized that my soul didn't have the strength to reach such perfection on its own, because I was attached to certain things that, while not very bad in themselves, were enough to spoil everything.

The Holy Gentleman's Guidance

Teresa seeks out a holy married cleric who guides her, but his strictness distresses her; however, a holy gentleman (the same cleric) visits her, encourages her with humility and patience, teaching her to progress little by little.

They told me about a learned cleric in this area whose goodness and virtuous life the Lord was beginning to make known to others; I sought him out through a holy gentleman who lives here. He is married, but he lives such an exemplary and virtuous life, marked by such prayer and charity, that his goodness and perfection shine through him completely—and with good reason, for great good has come to many souls through him. He possesses so many gifts that, even though his state in life doesn't help him, he can't help but put them to work: he has a keen understanding and a manner very pleasant to everyone. His conversation isn't heavy, but so gentle and gracious, while also upright and holy, that it brings great delight to those he deals with. He directs everything toward the great good of the souls he speaks with, and he seems to have no other aim than to help everyone he sees who is suffering and to please everyone. Well, this blessed and holy man, through his diligence, seems to me to have been the beginning of my soul's salvation. His humility amazes me, for although he has had, I believe, just under forty years of prayer—I don't know if it's two or three years less—he leads a life of perfection as far as his state allows. This is because he has a wife who is such a great servant of God, and of such charity, that he isn't hindered by her; in short, God chose her as the wife of a man He knew would be such a great servant of His.9 Some of his relatives were married to relatives of mine, and he also had a great deal of contact with another very devoted servant of God, who was married to a cousin of mine. Through this connection, I arranged for this cleric I mentioned—such a great servant of God and a close friend of his—to come and speak with me; I intended to confess to him and take him as my teacher. So when he brought him to speak with me, and I was deeply embarrassed to find myself in the presence of such a holy man, I told him something of my soul and my prayer—though he wouldn't hear my confession, saying he was very busy, which was true. He began with holy determination to guide me as if I were strong—which, by rights, I should have been, given the prayer he saw I had—so that I wouldn't offend God in any way. When I saw how quickly he was set on little things—which, as I say, I didn't have the strength to leave behind right away with such perfection—I was distressed; and when I saw that he took the affairs of my soul as something he meant to finish all at once, I realized I needed much more careful handling. In the end I understood that the means he was giving me weren't the way I was meant to be helped, because they were for a more perfect soul; and I, though I was ahead in God's favors, was still very much at the beginnings in the virtues and in mortification.10 And certainly, if I hadn't been going to deal with anyone besides him, I believe my soul would never have thrived, because the distress it caused me—seeing how I wasn't doing, and didn't seem able to do, what he was telling me—was enough to make me lose hope and give everything up.11 Sometimes I marvel that, being a person with a special grace for beginning to lead souls to God, it wasn't His will that he understand mine or want to take charge of it; and I see it was all for my greater good, so that I might come to know and deal with people as holy as those of the Society of Jesus.12 This time I arranged with this holy gentleman that he would come see me now and then. Here his great humility showed itself: wanting to deal with someone as wretched as I. He began to visit me and encourage me, and to tell me not to think I had to give up everything in a single day—that God would do it little by little, that he himself had spent some years stuck on quite trivial things he hadn't been able to overcome in himself. Oh humility, what great benefits you bring wherever you are, and to those who draw near to the one who has you! This holy man (and to my mind I can rightly give him that name) would tell me of weaknesses that seemed so to him, in his humility, for my remedy; and judged by his state, it was neither a fault nor an imperfection, and judged by mine it was a very great one to have them.13 I'm not saying this without a purpose, because it may seem I'm going on about trifles—and they matter so much for beginning to help a soul make progress and set it flying when it still has no feathers, as they say, that no one will believe it except someone who's been through it. And because I trust in God that Your Reverence will benefit greatly from this, I say it here: that my whole healing was that he knew how to treat me, and had the humility and charity to stay with me, and the patience to see that I wasn't amending myself in everything.14 He went about it with discretion, little by little, providing ways to overcome the devil. I began to love him so much that nothing gave me greater rest than the days I saw him, though those days were few. When he was slow to come, I would soon grow very distressed, thinking that because I was so wretched, he wasn't coming to see me.15

The Trial of Discernment

Teresa's prayer is questioned, leading to a crisis of discernment; she consults books and spiritual directors, who initially conclude it is the devil, but she is comforted by St. Paul's words on God's faithfulness.

As he came to understand how great my imperfections were (they may even have been sins, though after I began dealing with him I was more corrected), and as I told him of the favors God was granting me so that he might give me light, he told me that the two didn't go together—that those consolations belonged to people who were already far advanced and mortified; that he couldn't help being very afraid, because in some things it seemed to him an evil spirit, though he wouldn't decide; but that I should carefully think through everything I understood about my prayer and tell him about it. And the hard part was that I didn't know how to describe my prayer at all, whether a little or a lot; because God has only recently given me this favor of knowing how to understand what it is and how to speak of it. When he said this to me, with the fear I already carried, I was in great distress and tears: because I truly desired to please God, and I couldn't persuade myself that it was the devil, yet I feared that because of my great sins God might blind me so that I wouldn't understand Him.16 Looking through books to see if I could describe the prayer I had, I found in one called Ascent of the Mount, in what it says about the union of the soul with God, all the signs I had that consisted in not thinking of anything; for that was what I said most of all—that I could not think of anything when I had that prayer.17 I marked the matching places with some lines, and gave him the book so that he and the other priest I've mentioned (a holy man and servant of God) could look at it and tell me what I should do; and if it seemed right to them, I would give up prayer altogether—for why should I put myself in those dangers, since after nearly twenty years of practicing it I had come away with no gain, only the devil's deceptions, so that it would be better not to practice it: though this too was hard for me, because I had already proven what state my soul was in without prayer.18 So I saw everything as hard going, like someone caught in a river who, whichever way he turns, fears even more danger, and is nearly drowning. This is a very great hardship, and I've been through many of these, as I'll say later; for although it may seem not to matter, it may perhaps be profitable to understand how the spirit is to be tested.19 And it's certainly a great hardship one goes through, and tact is needed, especially with women, because our weakness is great, and much harm could come from telling them outright that it's the devil; rather, look into it very carefully, keep them away from whatever dangers there may be, and privately urge them to apply themselves greatly—and let the directors themselves keep careful hold of the matter, as is fitting.20 And in this I speak as someone who has paid a heavy price for it: some of the people I've discussed my prayer with didn't have that discretion; instead, by asking around among one person and another, meaning well, they did me a great deal of harm. Things were spread about that would have been better kept secret, since they're not for everyone, and it seemed as if I myself was making them public.21 I believe that, through no fault of theirs, the Lord has permitted it so that I might suffer.22 I'm not saying they told what I discussed with them in confession; but since they were people to whom I was giving an account because of my fears, so that they might give me light, it seemed to me that they should keep silent.23 Even so, I never dared keep anything back from people of that kind. So I say that one should advise with great discretion, encouraging them and waiting for the right time, for the Lord will help them as He's helped me; otherwise it would've done me the greatest harm, given how fearful and timid I was.24 Given the serious heart trouble I had, I'm amazed it didn't do me a great deal of harm.25 So when I gave him the book, and once I had given an account of my life and sins as best I could (all together—not as a confession, since he was a layman, but I did make clear how wretched I was), the two servants of God looked with great charity and love at what was best for me.26 When the reply came that I had been awaiting with such fear—after I had asked many people to commend me to God, and I myself had spent those days in much prayer—it came to me with great distress, and he told me that in both their judgments it was entirely the devil.27 What I needed, he said, was to consult a father of the Society of Jesus, who would come if I sent for him and said I was in need; and that I should make a general confession of my whole life, and describe my disposition, and everything with great clarity, because through the power of the sacrament of confession God would give him more light—for they were very experienced in spiritual matters. I was not to depart from anything he told me in any matter, because I was in great danger if there was no one to govern me.28 This filled me with so much fear and distress that I didn't know what to do; all I did was weep. And while I was in an oratory, deeply afflicted and not knowing what was to become of me, I read in a book—which it seemed the Lord had put into my hands—something that Saint Paul said: that God was very faithful, and that He never allowed those who loved Him to be deceived by the devil.

Confirmation and Obedience

After a general confession and dealing with obstacles, a Jesuit confirms that her prayer is from God, advises meditation on the Passion, and Teresa resolves to obey, resulting in clear spiritual progress.

This comforted me very deeply. I began to prepare my general confession and write down all the evils and the goods — an account of my life as clearly as I understood and knew how, without leaving anything unsaid. I remember that afterward, when I saw I had written so many evils and almost no good, it gave me the deepest affliction and weariness. It also pained me that people in the house would see me dealing with such holy people as those of the Society of Jesus, because I feared my own wretchedness, and it seemed to me I would then be all the more bound not to remain that way and to give up my pastimes — and if I didn't, it would be worse; so I arranged with the sacristan and the portress that they wouldn't tell anyone.29 It did me little good, because the person who happened to be at the door when they called for me told it throughout the whole convent. But what obstacles the devil puts in the way, and what fears, for anyone who wants to draw near to God!30 As I laid my whole soul before that servant of God—who truly was one, and very discerning—he, as someone who knew this language well, explained to me what it was and encouraged me greatly. He said it was very clearly the spirit of God, but that I needed to take up prayer again, because I was not well founded and had not even begun to understand mortification—and that was true: I don't think I even understood the word—that I should by no means give up prayer, but rather strive hard, since God was granting me such particular favors; for who knew whether the Lord wanted to do good to many people through me, and other things (and it seems he prophesied what the Lord has since done with me)—that I would bear great blame if I did not respond to the favors God was showing me.3132 In everything it seemed to me the Holy Spirit was speaking in him to heal my soul, as it was impressed upon it. He made me feel deeply ashamed: he led me by means that seemed to make me an entirely different person.33 What a great thing it is to understand a soul! He told me I should pray each day on a scene from the Passion, make use of it, and think of nothing but the Humanity. I should resist those recollections and consolations as much as I could, so that I wouldn't give them room until he told me otherwise.34 He left me consoled and strengthened, and the Lord helped me—and him, so that he would understand my condition and how he was to guide me.35 I remained determined not to depart in anything from what he commanded me, and I've done so to this day. Praise be to the Lord, who has given me grace to obey my confessors, though imperfectly; and almost always they have been these blessed men of the Society of Jesus. Though imperfectly, as I say, I have followed them.36 My soul began to show a clear improvement, as I will now tell.

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En que torna á tratar del discurso de su vida, y cómo comenzó á tratar de mas perfecion, y por qué medios; es provechoso para las personas, que tratan de gobernar almas que tienen oracion, saber cómo se han de haber en los principios, y el provecho que le hizo saberla llevar.

Quiero ahora tornar adonde dejé de mi vida, que me he detenido, creo mas de lo que me habia de detener, porque se entienda mijor lo que está por venir. Es otro libro nuevo de aquí adelante, digo otra vida nueva: la de hasta aquí era mia, la que he vivido, desde que comencé á declarar estas cosas de oracion, es que vivia Dios en mí, á lo que me parecia; porque entiendo yo era imposible salir en tan poco tiempo de tan malas costumbres y obras. Sea el Señor alabado, que me libró de mí. Pues comenzando á quitar ocasiones, y á darme mas á la oracion, comenzó el Señor á hacerme las mercedes, como quien deseaba, á lo que pareció, que yo las quisiese recibir. Comenzó su Majestad á darme muy de ordinario oracion de quietud, y muchas veces de union, que duraba mucho rato. Yo, como en estos tiempos habian acaecido grandes ilusiones en mujeres, y engaños que las habia hecho el demonio, comencé á temer, como era tan grande el deleite y suavidad que sentia, y muchas veces sin poderlo escusar; puesto que veia en mí por otra parte una grandísima siguridad, que era Dios, en especial cuando estaba en la oracion, y via que quedaba de allí muy mijorada, y con mas fortaleza. Mas en destrayéndome un poco, tornaba á temer, y á pensar, si queria el demonio, haciéndome entender que era bueno, suspender el entendimiento, para quitarme la oracion mental, y que no pudiese pensar en la Pasion, ni aprovecharme del entendimiento, que me parecia á mi mayor pérdida, como no lo entendia. Mas como su Majestad queria ya darme luz, para que no le ofendiese, ya, y conociese lo mucho que le debia, creció de suerte este miedo, que me hizo buscar con diligencia personas espirituales con quien tratar, y que ya tenía noticia de algunos, porque habian venido aquí los de la Compañía de Jesus, á quien yo, sin conocer á ninguno, era muy aficionada, de solo saber el modo que llevan de vida y oracion, mas no me hallaba dina de hablarles, ni fuerte para obedecerlos, que esto me hacia mas temer; porque tratar con ellos, y ser la que era, hacíaseme cosa recia.

En esto anduve algun tiempo, hasta que ya con mucha batería que pasé en mí, y temores, me determiné á tratar con una persona espiritual, para preguntarle, qué era la oracion que yo tenia, y que me diese luz si iba errada, y hacer todo lo que pudiese por no ofender á Dios; porque la falta, como he dicho, que via en mi fortaleza, me hacia estar tan tímida. ¡Qué engaño tan grande, válame Dios, que para querer ser buena, me apartaba del bien! En esto debe poner mucho el demonio en el principio de la virtud, porque yo no podia acabarlo conmigo. Sabe él que está todo el remedio de un alma en tratar con amigos de Dios, y ansí no había término, para que yo á esto me determinase. Aguardaba á enmendarme primero, como cuando dejé la oracion, y por ventura nunca lo hiciera, porque estaba ya tan caida en cosillas de mala costumbre, que no acababa de entender eran malas, que era menester ayuda de otros, y darme la mano para levantarme. Bendito sea el Señor, que en fin la suya fué la primera. Como yo vi iba tan adelante mi temor, porque crecia la oracion, parecióme que en esto habria algun gran bien, ó grandísimo mal: porque bien entendia ya era cosa sobrenatural lo que tenia, porque algunas veces no lo podia resistir: tenerlo cuando yo queria era escusado. Pensé en mí, que no tenia remedio, sino procuraba tener limpia conciencia, y apartarme de toda ocasionaunque fuese de pecados veniales, porque, siendo espíritu de Dios, clara estaba la ganancia: si era demonio, procurando yo tener contento al Señor y no ofenderle, poco daño me podia hacer, antes él quedaria con pérdida.

Determinada en esto, y suplicando siempre á Dios me ayudase, procurando lo dicho algunos dias, ví que no tenia fuerza mi alma para salir con tanta perfecion á solas, por algunas aficiones que tenia á cosas, que aunque de suyo no eran muy malas, bastaban para estragarlo todo.

Dijéronme de un clérigo letrado que habia en este lugar, que comenzaba el Señor á dar á entender á las gentes su bondad y buena vida: yo procuré por medio de un caballero santo, que hay en este lugar. Es casado, mas de vida tan ejemplar y virtuosa, y de tanta oracion y caridad, que en todo él resplandece su bondad y perfecion, y con mucha razon; porque gran bien ha venido á muchas almas por su medio, por tener tantos talentos, que aun con no le ayudar su estado, no puede dejar con ellos de obrar: mucho entendimiento, y muy apacible para todos, su conversacion no pesada, tan suave y agraciada, junto con ser reta y santa, que da contento grande á los que trata: todo lo ordena para gran bien de las almas que conversa, y no parece traer otro estudio, sino hacer por todos los que él ve se sufre, y contentar á todos. Pues este bendito y santo hombre con su industria, me parece fué principio, para que mi alma se salvase. Su humildad á mí espántame, que con haber, á lo que creo, poco menos de cuarenta años que tiene oracion (no sé si son dos, ó tres menos), y que lleva toda la vida de perfecion, que á lo que parece sufre su estado; porque tiene una mujer tan gran sierva de Dios, y de tanta caridad, que por ella no se pierde; en fin, como mujer de quien Dios sabia habia de ser tan grande siervo suyo, la escogió. Estaban deudos suyos casados con parientes mios; y tambien con otro harto siervo de Dios, que estaba casado con una prima mia, tenia mucha comunicacion. Por esta via procuré viniese á hablarme este clérigo, que digo, tan siervo de Dios, que era muy su amigo, con quien pensé confesarme, y tener por maestro. Pues trayéndolo, para que me hablase, y yo con grandísima confusion de verme presente de hombre tan santo, dile parte de mi alma y oracion, que confesarme no quiso: dijo, que era muy ocupado, y era ansí.

Comenzó con determinacion santa á llevarme como á fuerte (que de razon habia de estar segun la oracion vió que tenia) para que en ninguna manera ofendiese á Dios. Yo como ví su determinacion tan de presto en cosillas, que como digo, yo no tenia fortaleza para salir luego con tanta perfecion, afligime, y como ví que tomaba las cosas de mi alma, como cosa que en una vez habia de acabar con ella, yo via que habia menester mucho mas cuidado. En fin entendí no eran por los medios que él me daba por donde yo me habia de remediar: porque eran para alma mas perfeta: y yo, aunque en las mercedes de Dios estaba adelante, estaba muy en los principios en las virtudes y mortificacion. Y cierto, si no hubiera de tratar mas de con él, yo creo nunca medrára mi alma, porque de la aflicion que me daba, de ver como yo no hacia, ni me parece podia, lo que él me decia, bastaba para perder la esperanza, y dejarlo todo. Algunas veces me maravillo, que siendo persona que tiene gracia particular en comenzar á llevar almas á Dios, cómo no fué servido entendiese la mia, ni se quisiese encargar de ella, y veo fué todo para mayor bien mio, porque yo conociese y tratase gente tan santa, como la de la Compañía de Jesus.

De esta vez quedé concertada con este caballero santo, para que alguna vez me viniese á ver. Aquí se vió su grande humildad, querer tratar persona tan ruin como yo. Comenzóme á visitar y á animarme, y á decirme, que no pensase que en un dia me habia de apartar de todo, que poco a poco lo haria Dios, que en cosas bien livianas habia él estado algunos años, que no las habia podido acabar consigo. ¡Oh humildad, qué grandes bienes haces adonde estás, y á los que se llegan á quien la tiene! Decíame este santo (que á mi parecer con razon le puedo poner este nombre) flaquezas, que á él le parecia que lo eran, con su humildad para mi remedio; y mirado conforme á su estado, no era falta ni imperfecion, y conforme al mio era grandísima tenerlas. Yo no digo esto sin propósito, porque parece me alargo en menudencias, y importan tanto para comenzar á aprovechar un alma, y sacarla á volar, que aun no tiene plumas, como dicen, que no lo creerá nadie, sino quien ha pasado por ello. Y porque espero yo en Dios, vuesa merced ha de aprovechar mucho, lo digo aquí, que fué toda mi salud saberme curar, y tener humildad y caridad para estar conmigo, y sufrimiento de ver que no en todo me enmendaba. Iba con discrecion poco á poco, dando maneras para vencer el demonio.

Yo le comencé á tener tan grande amor, que no había para mí mayor descanso, que el dia que le via, aunque eran pocos. Cuando tardaba, luego me fatigaba mucho, pareciéndome, que por ser tan ruin no me via.

Como él fué entendiendo mis imperfeciones tan grandes (y aun serian pecados, aunque despues que le traté mas enmendada estaba) y como le dije las mercedes que Dios me hacia, para que me diese luz, díjome, que no venia lo uno con lo otro, que aquellos regalos eran de personas que estaban ya muy aprovechadas y mortificadas: que no podia dejar de temer mucho; porque le parecia mal espíritu en algunas cosas, aunque no se determinaba; mas que pensase bien todo lo que entendia de mi oracion, y se lo dijese. Y era el trabajo, que yo no sabia poco ni mucho decir lo que era mi oracion; porque esta merced de saber entender que es, y saberlo decir, ha poco que me lo dió Dios. Como me dijo esto, con el miedo que yo traia, fué grande mi aflicion y lágrimas: porque cierto yo deseaba contentar á Dios, y no me podia persuadir á que fuese demonio, mas temia por mis grandes pecados me cegase Dios para no le entender. Mirando libros, para ver si sabria deeir la oracion que tenia, hallé en uno que se llama Subida del monte, en lo que toca á union del alma con Dios, todas las señales que yo tenia en aquel no pensar nada; que esto era lo que yo mas decia, que no podia pensar nada cuando tenia aquella oracion. Señalé con unas rayas la parte que eran, y díle el libro, para que él y el otro elérigo que he dicho, santo y siervo de Dios, lo mirasen, y me dijesen lo que habia de hacer; y que si les pareciese dejaria la oracion del todo, que para qué me habia yo de meter en esos peligros, pues á cabo de veinte años casi que habia que la tenia, no habia salido con ganancia, sino con engaños del demonio, que mijor era no la tener: aunque tambien esto se me hacia recio, porque ya yo habia probado cuál estaba mi alma sin oracion. Ansi que todo lo via trabajoso, como el que está metido en un rio, que á cualquiera parte que vaya de él, teme mas peligro, y él se está casi ahogando. Es un trabajo muy grande este, y de estos ho pasado muchos, como diré adelante; que aunque parece no importa, por ventura hará provecho entender, cómo se ha de probar el espíritu.

Y es grande, cierto, el trabajo que se pasa, y es menester tiento, en especial con mujeres, porque es mucha nuestra flaqueza, y podría venir á mucho mal, diciéndoles muy claro es demonio; sino mirarlo muy bien, y apartarlas de los peligros que puede haber, y avisarlas en secreto pongan mucho, y le tengan ellos, que conviene. Y en esto hablo como quien le cuesta harto trabajo, no lo tener algunas personas con quien he tratado mi oracion, sino preguntando unos y otros por bien, me han hecho harto daño; que se han divulgado cosas, que estuvieran bien secretas, pues no son para todos, y parecia las publicaba yo. Creo sin culpa suya lo ha primitido el Señor, para que yo padeciese. No digo que decian lo que trataba con ellos en confesion, mas, como eran personas á quien yo daba cuanta por mis temores, para que me diesen luz, parecíame á mí habian de callar. Con todo nunca osaba callar cosa á personas semejantes. Pues digo, que se avise con mucha discrecion, animándolas y aguardando tiempo, que el Señor las ayudará como ha hecho á mí; que sino grandísimo daño me hiciera, segun era temerosa y medrosa. Con el gran mal de corazon que tenia espántome cómo no me hizo mucho mal.

Pues como dí el libro, y hecha relacion de mi vida y pecados, lo mijor que pude (por junto, que no confesion por ser seglar, mas bien dí á entender cuán ruin era) los dos siervos de Dios miraron con gran caridad y amor lo que me convenia. Venida la respuesta, que yo con harto temor esperaba, y habiendo encomendado á muchas personas que me encomendasen á Dios, y yo con harta oracion aquellos dias, con harta fatiga vino á mí, y díjome, que á todo su parecer de entramos era demonio. Que lo que me convenia, era tratar con un padre de la Compañía de Jesus, que como yo le llamase, diciendo que tenia necesidad, vernía; y que le diese cuenta de toda mi vida por una confesion general, y de mi condicion, y todo con mucha claridad, que por la virtud del sacramento de la confesion le daria Dios mas luz, que eran muy experimentados en cosas de espíritu. Que no saliese de lo que me jese en todo, porque estaba en mucho peligro, si no habia quien me goberhase. A mí me dió tanto temor y pena, que no sabia qué me hacer, todo era llorar; y estando en un oratorio muy afligida, no sabiendo qué habia de ser de mí, leí en un libro, que parece el Señor me le puso en las manos, que decia san Pablo. Que era Dios muy fiel, que nunca á los que le amaban consentia ser del demonio engañados.

Esto me consoló muy mucho. Comencé á tratar de mi confesion general, y poner por escrito todos los males y bienes, un discurso de mi vida lo mas claramente que yo entendí y supe, sin dejar nada por decir. Acuérdome, que como ví despues que lo escribí tantos males y casi ningun bien, que me dió una aflicion y fatiga grandísima. Tambien me daba pena, que me viesen en casa tratar con gente tan santa, como los de la Compañía de Jesus, porque temia mi ruindad, y parecíame quedaba obligada mas á no lo ser, y quitarme de mis pasatiempos, y si esto no hacia, que era peor; y ansí procuré con la sacristana y portera no lo dijesen á nadie.

Aprovechóme poco, que acertó á estar á la puerta cuando me llamaron, quien lo dijo por todo el convento. Mas ¡qué de embarazos pone el demonio y qué de temores, á quien se quiere llegar á Dios!

Tratando con aquel siervo de Dios, que lo era harto y bien avisado, toda mi alma, como quien bien sabia este lenguaje, me declaró lo que era, y me animó mucho. Dijo ser espíritu de Dios muy conocidamente, sino que era menester tornar de nuevo á la oracion, porque no iba bien fundada, ni habia comenzado á entender mortificacion: y era ansí, que aun el nombre no me parece entendia, que en ninguna manera dejase la oracion, sino que me esforzase mucho, pues Dios me hacia tan particulares mercedes; que qué sabia si por mis medios queria el Señor hacer bien á muchas personas, y otras cosas (que parece profetizó lo que despues el Señor ha hecho conmigo) que ternia mucha culpa, si no respondia á las mercedes, que Dios me hacia. En todo me parecia hablaba en él el Espíritu Santo, para curar mi alma, segun se imprimia en ella. Hízome gran confusion: llevóme por medios, que parecia del todo me tornaba otra.

¡Qué gran cosa es entender un alma! Díjome, que tuviese cada dia oracion en un paso de la Pasion, y que me aprovechase de él, y que no pensase sino en la Humanidad, y que aquellos recogimientos y gustos resistiese cuanto pudiese, de manera que no les diese lugar, hasta que él me dijese otra cosa. Dejóme consolada y esforzada, y el Señor que me ayudó, y á él para que entendiese mi condicion, y cómo me habia de gobernar. Quedé determinada de no salir de lo que él me mandase en ninguna cosa, y ansí lo hice hasta hoy. Alabado sea el Señor, que me ha dado gracia para obedecer á mis confesores, aunque imperfetamente, y casi siempre han sido de estos benditos hombres de la Compañía de Jesus; aunque imperfetamente, como digo, los he siguido. Conocida mejoría comenzó á tener mi alma, como ahora diré.

Notes

  1. 1 ↩saberla llevar: the feminine pronoun la most naturally refers to oración (prayer)—knowing how to carry prayer forward or manage it well.
  2. 2 ↩ocasiones: occasions of sin / occasions for falling, a set ascetical phrase; rendered "occasions" to stay close to the source.
  3. 3 ↩puesto que ... por otra parte: concessive contrast (though/although), not causal "since," given the opposing clause.
  4. 4 ↩batería is Teresa's military metaphor for an interior assault of doubts and fears; rendered as 'battering'.
  5. 5 ↩acabarlo conmigo: idiom for bringing oneself to complete a hard resolve; rendered as 'bring myself to finish it'.
  6. 6 ↩no había término: taken as endless obstruction by the devil against her resolving to seek counsel, not as a literal lack of opportunity.
  7. 7 ↩la suya refers back to la mano in the previous sentence: God's hand was the first to reach out and lift her.
  8. 8 ↩Normalized reading treats raw 'ocasionaunque' as 'ocasión aunque' (missing space).
  9. 9 ↩Means her holiness does not endanger or undo his path; marriage to her is no spiritual loss.
  10. 10 ↩mercedes de Dios rendered as God's favors (spiritual gifts/graces), the usual sense in Teresa for received mercies rather than mere kindness.
  11. 11 ↩si no hubiera de tratar mas de con él taken as 'if I hadn't been going to deal with anyone besides him' (i.e., if he alone had been my director); the following sentence's turn to the Society of Jesus supports this reading over 'if I weren't going to deal with him any further.'
  12. 12 ↩cómo no fué servido rendered as 'it wasn't His will' (older Spanish idiom for divine good pleasure); subject is God, not the cleric.
  13. 13 ↩Flaquezas are his own confessed frailties, offered as medicine for Teresa; relative to his state they were no fault, relative to hers having them would have been a grave one.
  14. 14 ↩Vuesa merced is Teresa's formal address to her confessor-reader; rendered as Your Reverence.
  15. 15 ↩fatigaba: rendered as 'grow very distressed' rather than mere physical tiredness; Teresa often uses fatigar for interior weariness and agitation.
  16. 16 ↩Spanish 'para no le entender': 'le' most naturally points to God (parallel with 'contentar a Dios'), though it could also be read as failing to understand the spirit/situation. Rendered as 'understand Him'.
  17. 17 ↩Source reading 'deeir' corrected to intended 'decir' ('to say/describe').
  18. 18 ↩Source readings 'elérigo'/'elégigo' and 'mijor' corrected to intended 'clérigo' ('priest') and 'mejor' ('better').
  19. 19 ↩Source reading 'ho pasado' corrected to intended 'he pasado' ('I have been through').
  20. 20 ↩"avisarlas en secreto pongan mucho, y le tengan ellos": rendered as directors privately urging the women to apply themselves greatly, while the directors themselves keep careful hold of the matter; "ellos" is masculine and most naturally points to the advisors, not the women.
  21. 21 ↩"no lo tener algunas personas" taken as some advisors lacking the needed tact/discretion ("tiento" from the previous sentence), not as Teresa lacking confidants.
  22. 22 ↩Source "primitido" read as "permitido" (permitted), the most plausible intended form.
  23. 23 ↩Source "cuanta" read as "cuenta" (account), the standard and most plausible intended reading.
  24. 24 ↩"que sino" rendered as "otherwise" (if one did not advise with such discretion and encouragement).
  25. 25 ↩"mal de corazon" rendered as physical heart trouble/condition, matching Teresa's recurring references to cardiac illness rather than mere emotional distress.
  26. 26 ↩Source "mijor" read as "mejor" (better).
  27. 27 ↩Source "entramos" taken as "entrambos" (both of them).
  28. 28 ↩Source "jese" read as "dijese" (told/said); "goberhase" read as "gobernase" (govern).
  29. 29 ↩"ruindad" rendered as "wretchedness": Teresa's habitual self-abasement term for moral baseness, not mere social lowliness.
  30. 30 ↩embarazos here means hindrances/obstacles, not pregnancies; Teresa's usual sense of spiritual impediments.
  31. 31 ↩"mercedes" rendered as "favors" (particular divine gifts/mercies), not courtly courtesy.
  32. 32 ↩"conocidamente" rendered as "very clearly" (plainly recognizable); "muy conocidamente" could also be "very recognizably."
  33. 33 ↩"confusion" rendered as deep shame/abashment (Golden Age spiritual sense), not mere bewilderment.
  34. 34 ↩recogimientos and gustos rendered as recollections and consolations (Teresa's technical prayer vocabulary for interior recollection and spiritual delight).
  35. 35 ↩Elliptical Spanish y el Señor que me ayudó, y á él: rendered as the Lord helping both Teresa and the confessor; gobernar as spiritual guidance.
  36. 36 ↩Source spelling siguido treated as seguido ('followed'); imperfetamente normalized in English as imperfectly.

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