Where We Soul Gifted…

by Fionn Zarubica

I look into the world
In which the sun is shining
In which the stars are sparkling
In which the stones repose

Where living plants are growing
Where sentient beasts are living
Where man soul gifted 
Gives the spirit a dwelling place

I look into the soul
That lives within me
God’s spirit moves
In sunlight and in soul light
In heights of worlds without
In depths of soul within

Spirit of God to thee
Myself I seeking turn
That strength and grace and skill
For learning and for work
In me may live and grow.

I spoke these words every morning in high school with my classmates and my teacher Odessa Ferris at the Rudolf Steiner school in Los Angeles, before I began my daily studies.  It was the school my mother Anita helped found and which I attended for basically my entire pre-university career.  

The verse was a bit different in the lower grades.  It went like this…

The sun with loving light
Makes bright for me each day
The soul with spirit power
Gives strength unto my limbs

Spirit of God to Thee
Myself I seeking turn 
That strength and grace and skill
For learning and for work
In me may live and grow

I cannot tell you how much these verses have meant to me, encouraged and upheld me from within – even until today.

Both verses not only affirm the blessing of creation, but also the beauty that each of us embodies as aspects of that creation.

And they reveal the joy that can be intrinsic to our work. Work = joy.

Now, I know that there is a bit of a Judeo-Christian twist here, but surely we are all grown up enough to manage to look past that to the actual value at hand.  To the sweetness and the love.

What a difference it might make if we were to speak loving words to ourselves, such as these, each and every morning before we were to embark on our day?  Within our philosophical frames of course.

What if we were to gift ourselves with a daily loving affirmation?  How would it change up our energy?  How would it affect our relationships?  Our prosperity?

What might unfold if we were to affirm our Divinity on a daily basis?

Love is all that matters, and love of the self is where it all begins.

In loving memory of my dear teacher Odessa Ferris (1920 – 2013)

Poems by Rudolph Steiner

One Comment

  1. Chandler in Las Vegas

    A lovely tribute.

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