Frithjof Schuon Archive

Securitas — people are obsessed with the illusionThat a golden security could exist on earth;An absolute protection against the moods of destiny,As if the vale of tears could become Heaven.Seek for security where it exists —In the Sovereign Good, that never fades.

As a child, I once imagined I was in A dark, cold forest, and before me in the distance,I saw a Christmas tree,And above it a sweet choir of angels;I drew near this golden warmthOf pine boughs, richly hung with ornamentsAnd red candles — and I thought to myself:It is...

They built for me a beautiful wooden houseIn a forest where deer live —And spiritual friends dwell all around;A few Indian tents are pitched nearby.It is a little earthly paradise,Made so that, undisturbed, one may strive upwards,Towards the archetype, about which the...

I-consciousness is a two-edged sword;A restriction, but also something precious:A key, not to thinking, but to being;Be what thou thinkest, when thou art alone with God.