Frithjof Schuon Archive

When I was a child, other children used to ask meFor advice; then, later in life,It was the same: I always had toGive advice and help to others.From my childhood, I felt within meA certitude that was inbornAnd always brought an answer.For I was chosen to teach and to...

Four seasons of the year thou bearest in thy soul;Each one possesses its magic and its joy;There is no question about what one should choose —For what comes from God, leads back to Him.Blossoming, unfolding, looking back, wise silence —God grant that each phase may...

A Formula, a Name, from a Sacred Scripture,Painted on a panel on a wall —Is this panel sacred, or is itMerely ordinary wood or ordinary stone?The material is sanctified, this is certain —And truly sacred is the inscription’s meaning.Seek not to restrict things —Seeing...

Port-Vendres, where the ship lay at anchor —I will never forget that golden day.I was alone in my room; the othersWanted to walk for a while along the shore.They had given me a bunch of flowers —I gazed into their bright splendorAnd thought, like a child, of...