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Saint Paisius Velichkovsky (1722-1794), also known as Saint Paisius of Neamts, lived a monastic life in Ukraine, Romania and Greece (Mt.Athos). He was a man of fervent prayer, a promoter of Jesus Prayer, an ascetic monk, the author of the first translation of Greek Philokalia, a teacher of spiritual improvement, a great reorganizer of large monastic communities, a wise and loving abbot, and a Saint with many outstanding gifts from God. By his work and writings, he ties in a marvelous manner the heritage of the Holy Fathers of fourth to fifteenth centuries to the three great hesychastic centers of the eighteen century (Mt. Athos, Moldo-Vlachia, Russia) and to the origins of Orthodox Christianity in North America (St. Herman of Alaska). The effect of Paisianism and Post-Paisianism on the spirituality of the monastic and laity life is obvious for the whole period from the eighteenth century until today. Contemporary with the Era of Reason in Western Europe marked by Enlightenment (Voltaire, Diderot, Rousseau), Saint Paisius defended an Era of Faith in Eastern Europe, which today gives a firm riposte to the Apostasy so obvious in Occident. This book analyzes Saint Paisius’ life and work and also some important Paisian moments from the nineteenth and twentieth centuries: in Romania (Saint Callinicus of Chernika and the “Burning Bush” Movement), in Russia (Saint Seraphim of Sarov and Elders of Optina), and in America (Saint Herman of Alaska and Father Seraphim Rose of Platina). Comments are made on the importance of practicing Jesus Prayer in the daily life of every Orthodox Christian.
Rich in references to the teaching of the saints and Fathers, this book combines the insights of West & East. A classic of Orthodox spirituality.
The life of Elder Iakovos of Evia.
Classic Orthodox text describing the difference between worldly and spiritual knowledge, the nature of illumination and how the energies of the divine may be encountered. How the practice of hesychia leads to theosis, and how this can be followed by ordinary people living in the world today. Revised translation with Commentary by Robin Amis.
This little book introduces the reader to the Paisian tradition from his time through to the lives of the Optina Elders, giving a brief history of how this spiritual transmission developed from the labors and spiritual hunger of St. Paisius Velichkovsky on Mount Athos to his disciples in the Roslavl forests in Russia to the Optina Monastery which over the course of 100 years produced a series of fourteen charismatic elders. This is the tradition that gives us the Philokalia, The Kollyvades Fathers, and the spiritual renewals of Greece and Russia in the 18th and 19th centuries.
The Poetry of Lifting Potatoes To ask a farmer of poetry is a strange request, worse yet a potato farmer. I have known Horia for a long time, to a time before either of us imagined being grandfathers. We were compatriots in what is the durable and subtle empire of the potato. He a researcher, I the actual dirtball. As fellow writers we were a touch odd for our earthy environment, whence came a certain compassion for each other. Of a poet caught, or perhaps trapped, in this hectic, grimy business of agriculture. As an essayist I’m not well mannered compared to the spare words of the poet. As a story writer I do approach words rather like a Lenco potato harvester comes to the harvest. In bulk form. Lots of words, though I’d never admit to excess. Decent people do not recognize the Lenco reference. In practice a farm machine the size of a nice house, wheels the size of small sheds, propelled by traction motors capable of lifting off the face of the earth every fall to avail the potatoes laying beneath. A Lenco is not a poetic thing. Monstrosities are not often seen as poetic. This machine hogs the town road. Impatient drivers honk at it. The Lenco disembowels the earth 12 rows at a time. It bellows. It smokes. It smells. It leaks. It works. It isn’t poetic. Poetry is a potato fork. I have several. With a fork you feel the earth, feel gravity, feel the lifting, feel the worms, feel the soil, feel the sweat, feel the tilth. And if you are like Horia and me, feel the godliness of the potato. This book of poems by Horia is not that monster Lenco, instead a potato fork. Poetry equipped with a short handle to feel the gravity of our lives, its worms, its tilth. A forkful at a time, digging is necessary, and in the lifting, to feel the earth’s desire. These words of this potato researcher I’m so honored to know and call friend. Justin Isherwood, writer and potato farmer, in Plover Township, below the moraine where all the streams run west.