Excerpt From Wandering by Hermann Hesse

Hermann Hesse (1877-1962) was a German-Swiss poet, novelist, and painter. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1946. Most of his works explore an individual's search for authenticity, self-knowledge and spirituality.
Hermann Karl Hesse was born in Calw in Württemberg, German Empire to Johannes Hesse and Marie Gundert. Hermann had five siblings, two of whom died in infancy. In 1873, the Hesse family moved to Calw, where Johannes worked for the Calwer Verlagsverein, a publishing house specializing in theological texts and schoolbooks. Marie's father, Hermann Gundert (also the namesake of his grandson), managed the publishing house at the time, and Johannes Hesse succeeded him in 1893.
Hesse attended school briefly in Göppingen before, at the behest of his father, he entered the Maulbronn seminary in 1891. Though a model student, he was unable to adapt and left less than a year later. Hesse, who aspired to be a poet, was apprenticed in a Calw tower-clock factory and later in a Tübingen bookstore. He would express his disgust with conventional schooling in the novel Unterm Rad (1906; Beneath the Wheel), in which an overly diligent student is driven to self-destruction.
In 1896, Hesse’s poem "Madonna" appeared in a Viennese periodical and Hesse released his first small volume of poetry, Romantic Songs. In 1897, a published poem of his, "Grand Valse", drew him a fan letter. It was from Helene Voigt, who the next year married Eugen Diederichs, a young publisher. To please his wife, Diederichs agreed to publish Hesse's collection of prose entitled One Hour After Midnight in 1898 (although it is dated 1899). Both works were a business failure. From late 1899, Hesse worked in a distinguished antique book shop in Basel. In 1900, Hesse was exempted from compulsory military service due to an eye condition. This, along with nerve disorders and persistent headaches, affected him his entire life.
In 1901, Hesse changed jobs and began working at the antiquarium Wattenwyl in Basel where he had more opportunities to release poems and small literary texts to journals. His new bookstore agreed to publish his next work, Posthumous Writings and Poems of Hermann Lauscher. In 1902, his mother died after a long and painful illness. With the publication Peter Camenzind in 1904, came a breakthrough: from now on, Hesse could make a living as a writer. That same year, Hesse married Maria Bernoulli and the couple settled down in Gaienhofen on Lake Constance, and began a family, eventually having three sons. In Gaienhofen, he wrote his second novel, Beneath the Wheel, which was published in 1906. By 1911, there was an increased dissonance in Hesse’s marital life, and he left for a long trip to Sri Lanka and Indonesia. Following Hesse's return, the family moved to Bern (1912), but the change of environment could not solve the marriage problems, as he himself confessed in his novel Rosshalde from 1914. A visit to India in these years was later reflected in Siddhartha (1922).
During World War I, Hesse wrote denunciations of militarism and nationalism, and edited a journal for German war prisoners and internees. This placed him in the middle of a serious political conflict, attacked by the German press, the recipient of hate mail, and distanced from old friends. Around the same time, a deeper life crisis befell Hesse with the death of his father, the serious illness of his son Martin, and his wife's schizophrenia. He was forced to leave his military service and begin receiving psychotherapy. This began for Hesse a long preoccupation with psychoanalysis, through which he came to know Carl Jung personally, and was challenged to new creative heights.
By the time Hesse returned to civilian life, his marriage had fallen apart. He became a permanent resident of Switzerland in 1919 and a citizen in 1923, settling in Montagnola. His next major works, Kurgast (1925) and The Nuremberg Trip (1927), were autobiographical narratives with ironic undertones and foreshadowed Hesse's following novel, Steppenwolf, which was published in 1927. In the ensuing years, Hesse observed the rise to power of Nazism in Germany with concern. In 1933, Bertolt Brecht and Thomas Mann made their travels into exile, each aided by Hesse. Hesse made a quiet statement of resistance by reviewing and publicizing the work of banned Jewish authors, including Franz Kafka. In the late 1930s, German journals stopped publishing Hesse's work, and the Nazis eventually banned it. Hesse’s final and longest novel is Das Glasperlenspiel (1943; English titles The Glass Bead Game and Magister Ludi). The last twenty years of Hesse’s life was mostly spent on publishing letters, essays and short stories.
Hesse died on 9 August 1962, aged 85, and was buried in the cemetery of Sant’Abbondio in Gentilino.
Music Credits: The Long Dark by Scott Buckley, A Kind of Hope by Scott Buckley (released under CC-BY 4.0)
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  • @nahal999
    @nahal99911 ай бұрын

    Beautiful

  • @airst8695
    @airst86957 ай бұрын

    Thanks. I needed to hear this message ❤

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  • @senk6827
    @senk682711 ай бұрын

    Here's a passage from J Krishnamurti: "THERE IS A TREE by the river, and we have been watching it day after day for several weeks when the sun is about to rise. As the sun rises slowly over the horizon, over the trees, this particular tree becomes all of a sudden golden. All the leaves are bright with life, and as you watch it as the hours pass by, that tree whose name does not matter - what matters is that beautiful tree - an extraordinary quality seems to spread all over the land, over the river. As the sun rises a little higher, the leaves begin to flutter, to dance. And each hour seems to give to that tree a different quality. Before the sun rises, it has a sombre feeling, quiet, far away, full of dignity. As the day begins, the leaves with the light on them dance and give it that peculiar feeling one has of great beauty. By midday, its shadow has deepened and you can sit there protected from the sun, never feeling lonely, with the tree as your companion. As you sit, there is a relationship of deep abiding security and a freedom that only trees can know. Towards the evening, when the western skies are lit up by the setting sun, the tree gradually becomes sombre, dark, closing in on itself. The sky has become red, yellow, green, but the tree remains quiet, hidden, and is resting for the night. If you establish a relationship with it, you have relationship with mankind.....We don’t look deeply into the quality of a tree; we never really touch it, feel its solidity, its rough bark, and hear the sound that is part of the tree - not the sound of wind through the leaves, not the breeze of a morning that flutters the leaves, but its own sound, the sound of the trunk and the silent sound of the roots. You must be extraordinarily sensitive to hear the sound. This sound is not the noise of the world, not the noise of the chattering of the mind, not the vulgarity of human quarrels and warfare, but sound as part of the universe." -- From "Krishnamurti to Himself-- His Last Journal"

  • @senk6827
    @senk682711 ай бұрын

    A tree tells us of the many summers it has endured, the many storms it has weathered and the joys of spring. A tree has silent tears and secret joys. An old tree reveals a vast volume of time. A tree is solidified time luring us to unravel its mystery. The video, through its frames and music, captures the spirit of the contemplative passage of Hesse. The last sentence which appears on a blank screen, with no visual and music, has special charm. Well-made.

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  • @surajsr781
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    🥰👏👌

  • @SlavicGirl.
    @SlavicGirl.11 ай бұрын

    Like Ents from “ Lord Of The Rings”