On the hill above the valley of oaks, I sit in the cold grass, wrapped in my sleeping bag. I...
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 part in this, a dark share in what is happening, and it destroys me, it shatters me, as if in a volcanic mine. Nothing will remain of my identity, my...
The sculpture of the Representative of Humanity, known as the “Group,” invites an inner conversation, a search for its center—“in...
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? How does a mother feel when, after nine months of being united, she approaches the birth of her child? What was it like for Jesus when he realized that the...
Like the continual formation of the earth itself, the emergent reality of thinking is rooted in will. The thinking process...
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. For what happens in the will is beyond our power. When I dedicate myself entirely to the task of being myself, I do not complain about the loss of suffering....
A friend’s gaze cannot be compared to any other. It accepts us as we are, in our entirety, in our...
Many people wish they’d met Rudolf Steiner during his life on Earth. What’s behind this longing? Perhaps there’s a somewhat...
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