In Memory of Margot Friedländer One cold January morning in 1943, Margot Friedländer’s brother was arrested in the family apartment...
“Build noodle bridges!” a physics teacher friend of mine recommended. I was substitute teaching a three-week physics block in mechanics...
Your path constantly leads to a fork in the road, though it often goes unnoticed because habit takes over the decision, and your inner autopilot lets you slumber. Rudolf Steiner calls this orientation the “Gate of the Moon.” But what if you were to pause at the crossroads and let...
A deepening respect and awe for the human being come about on the path to self-knowledge. The regular, the day-to-day,...
It occurs to me that I will not survive purgatory. I realize, all too painfully, that I also have a...
The sculpture of the Representative of Humanity, known as the “Group,” invites an inner conversation, a search for its center—“in me.” This inner conversation with myself opens up a “word research workshop” (yes, I’d like to call it that). When I observe how Rudolf Steiner’s “Group” stands within me, I...
For a generation now, the voices that come to the druid beneath the cromlech have been changing. The Sun-Word, around...
How does the egg feel when its interior has become so different that it no longer needs the outer form?...
Like the continual formation of the earth itself, the emergent reality of thinking is rooted in will. The thinking process is will expressed not as a thing but rather as a rising, weightless, living imagination—a spiritual expression echoed in matter by the stones that fill the farmer’s field levitating to...
You approach the canvas—it is still virgin white and untouched. What a decision to touch it with paint … The...
Being able to let go means being able to resist the will, being able to expose oneself to the unknown....
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