Suso’s loving nature, like Augustine’s, needed an object of affection.  His imagination concentrated itself upon the eternal Wisdom, personified in the Book of Proverbs in female form as a loving mistress, and the thought came often to him, “Truly thou shouldest make trial of thy fortune, whether this high mistress, of whom thou hast heard so much, will become thy love; for in truth thy wild young heart will not remain without a love.”  Then in a vision he saw her, radiant in form, rich in wisdom, and overflowing with love; it is she who touches the summit of the heavens, and the depths of the abyss, who spreads herself from end to end, mightily and sweetly disposing all things.  And she drew nigh to him lovingly, and said to him sweetly, “My son, give me thy heart.”

At this season there came into his soul a flame of intense fire, which made his heart burn with Divine love.  And as a “love token,” he cut deep in his breast the name of Jesus, so that the marks of the letters remained all his life, “about the length of a finger-joint.”

Another time he saw a vision of angels, and besought one of them to show him the manner of God’s secret dwelling in the soul.  An angel answered, “Cast then a joyous glance into thyself, and see how God plays His play of love with thy loving soul.”  He looked immediately, and saw that his body over his heart was as clear as crystal, and that in the centre was sitting tranquilly, in lovely form, the eternal Wisdom, beside whom sat, full of heavenly longing, the servitor’s own soul, which leaning lovingly towards God’s side, and encircled by His arms, lay pressed close to His heart.

In another vision he saw “the blessed master Eckhart,” who had lately died in disfavour with the rulers of the Church.  “He signified to the servitor that he was in exceeding glory, and that his soul was quite transformed, and made Godlike in God.”  In answer to questions, “the blessed Master” told him that “words cannot tell the manner in which those persons dwell in God who have really detached themselves from the world, and that the way to attain this detachment is to die to self, and to maintain unruffled patience with all men.”

Very touching is the vision of the Holy Child which came to him in church on Candlemas Day.  Kneeling down in front of the Virgin, who appeared to him, “he prayed her to show him the Child, and to suffer him also to kiss it.  When she kindly offered it to him, he spread out his arms and received the beloved One.  He contemplated its beautiful little eyes, he kissed its tender little mouth, and he gazed again and again at all the infant members of the heavenly treasure.  Then, lifting up his eyes, he uttered a cry of amazement that He who bears up the heavens is so great, and yet so small, so beautiful in heaven and so childlike on earth.  And as the Divine Infant moved him, so did he act toward it, now singing now weeping, till at last he gave it back to its mother.”