He seems to stumble constantly, but his heart drives him onward. Every time, something goes wrong; and yet—from wall to...
A tree’s life story is inscribed in its core. Each year, a new layer of cells forms around the existing...
There are two occasions when a community becomes closely knit and deeply connected, as if by magic. At these moments the heavens seem to descend upon the group. They occur in the case of life and of death, when a person speaks of their own life or about someone else’s....
I asked for a receipt for the far-too-expensive visit to the small Ethiopian farmstead. The men just stared blankly at...
What would it be like if you were to mother yourself? Shortly after Easter, a small group of people took...
A child deprived of her parents draws a picture of her mother on the floor with chalk, then lies down inside the drawing and falls asleep. A photographer captures the touching scene; it’s as if the child carries her mother’s form within her. In the same way, we carry a...
If aliens were to visit Earth, Peter Sloterdijk recommends Europe as their landing site because that’s where the aliens would...
I have come to realize that everything that can be truly understood can be revealed through a parable. Both the...
It lies at the foot of the Goetheanum, storing its treasures underground—the Rudolf Steiner Archive. Even the whimsical architecture of Haus Duldeck conceals the significance of this repository of anthroposophy. It ought to be a cathedral, like Chartres, visible from afar in the haze on the horizon, guiding travelers and...
It is about what is made visible and the resonances that arise from that. It is about participating in what...
Unexpectedly, twilight filled the room. “What do you want?” I asked. “Care, attention. Simply look.” I did. For three months,...
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