By Madisyn Taylor Our Comment: In a recent blog (https://gentleartofblessing.org/an-infinitely-friendly-universe/) Pierre wrote of his deep conviction (shared by many thinkers and mystics) that the universe is governed by a loving, benevolent intelligence. Thus, all challenges we personally face in this human existence are teaching tools that force us to progress on our spiritual path especially if…
“The Infinite is the source of joy!” (Chandogya Upanishad 7.23) There is a mighty rushing river of deep Joy at the center of all life. Oh yes, there is also a roller-coaster ride of pleasure and pain at the surface of human experience. Yet transcending this is a Joy that is the very effervescence of…
For the Incredible Beauty of Creation Pierre Pradervand The incredible beauty of nature defies the wildest imagination. From the perfection of a tiny alpine flower no one will ever even see to the splendor of a star-studded summer’s night, through the intricate beauty of a seashell to the breathtaking harmony of a spider’s web, all…
By Hand-Painting Flowers On Its Houses “Life and its faculties are not measured by calendars …. Each succeeding year unfolds wisdom, beauty, and holiness.” MBE Anežka (Agnes) Kašpárková, a resident of Louka, a village in the Czech Republic and a former agricultural worker, picked up the hobby from other local women who had been doing…
We know how to reach the stars, but we don’t know how to respect the heavens and even less so the immensity of the cosmos. We know how to talk about love, but we have such difficulty loving while respecting the other and one’s self. We know how to bake bread, but we have trouble…
Oh, Great Spirit, whose voice I hear in the winds and whose breath gives life to all the world, hear me. I am small and weak. I need your strength and wisdom. Let me walk in beauty and make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset. Make my hands respect the things you…
You whose voice is heard in the breeze, Thou whose breath gives life to the world, we need your strength and your wisdom. Grant that we may walk in your beauty, That our eyes never tire of contemplating the golds and purples of sunset. Help us read messages you have hidden in the leaves and…
