St Mechtild of Hackeborn, Benedictine mystic, d. Nov 19 1298. She received visions of Christ in which he left his imprint on her heart “like a seal in wax.” She had a great devotion to the humanity of Christ, the “door” by which all creation entered into union with divinity.
“Out through the field and the woods
And over the walls I have wended:
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world and descended;
And come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended....
“Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?”— Robert Frost
The master accepted a wager: 1 gold piece for every meat pie he could eat in 24 hrs, but he must sacrifice 2 gold pieces for every one left by sunrise. He made good progress all night, but there was always one more to eat and the cock was already crowing. #TolstoysTalesofTrump
The master had a secret. Since he was a boy he could see dead people. They walked around like regular people. They only saw what they wanted to see. They didn’t know they were dead. He found they made excellent employees. #TolstoysTalesofTrump

One time the master caught a magic fish, which, in exchange for sparing its life, granted him a wish. The fish gladly granted his wish for power and wealth, but balked at allowing his reign to last forever. So he ate the fish. #TolstoysTalesofTrump
In the master’s youth, a young kitchen maid had slipped him a potion that was supposed to cause a person to fall hopelessly in love with the first person he saw. But it did not work as intended. #TolstoysTalesofTrump
St Elizabeth of Hungary d Nov 17 1231 at 24. Betrothed as a child to the prince of Thuringia, she went on to have a happy marriage and bore 3 children. But her in-laws disapproved of her piety and inordinate charity toward the poor and sick. She nursed lepers with her own hands.
The master liked to maintain an atmosphere of suspense. It was an open secret that he had planted surprise explosive charges throughout the estate that might be detonated at any time. But when? “We’ll have to see what happens,” he said. #TolstoysTalesofTrump
The master understood wind—probably better than anyone. Over the course of his life he had looked at it from from both sides now, from up and down. And if there was one thing he knew at all it was that wind was nasty and cruel. #TolstoysTalesofTrump