Skolimowski, Henryk 5/4/ – 4/6/ Warsaw, Poland Henryk Skolimowski, 87, resident of Warsaw, Poland, died on Friday. Henryk was. 6 kwietnia, w wieku 88 lat, zmarł Profesor Henryk Skolimowski, twórca eko- filozofii. Henryk Skolimowski działał głównie w Stanach. Henryk Skolimowski passed away in Ann Arbor, Michigan. The obituary was featured in Ann Arbor News on April 9,

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He completed technical studies and philosophy in Warsaw. He received his Ph. Today he is considered to be the leading thinker in the field of e co-philosophy. During decades of travel and involvement with leading thinkers across the globe, Skolimowski has become familiar with a great variety of cultures, and has been lauded by many for his work. He is the author of over 50 books and over hundreds of scholarly and philosophical papers.

He is also a poet. He writes in English. In the years Skolimowski held the Chair of Ecological Philosophy at Technical University of Lodzthe first position of this kind in the world. In addition Henryk Skolimowski published over articles. Degrees and Scholarly Titles: From this central assumption immediately follows reverence for life and for all there is, responsibility for the world and society, altruism and sharing as the basis for ethics, and ecological spirituality, which maintains that the ecological and the spiritual are one.

Swimming against the current of the disengaged academic philosophy, Skolimowski has insisted, for the last four decades, that philosophy must be committed to life, must be living philosophy, helping life to unfold and to flourish.

More recently, he proposed a new hebryk of light, according to which Light is the skolimwski of it all; it is truly a Great Mother; if we have the eyes to see and the mind to bear its greatness.

Light is the source of all spiritualities and religions. The Lotus and the Mud: Autobiography of a Philosopher. The Cosmic Philosophy of Henryk Skolimowski.

Let There Be Light: The Mysterious Journey of Cosmic Creativity. Philosophy for a New Civilization. Dharma, Ecology and Wisdom in the Third Millennium. A New Theory of Knowledge and of the Universe.

Profesor Henryk Skolimowski nie żyje

Practice and Meditations for Walking in Beauty. A Sacred Place to Dwell. Eco-Philosophy as a Tree of Life. Dancing Shiva in the Ecological Age. The Other Side of the Rational Mind.

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Profesor Henryk Skolimowski nie żyje

Designing New Tactics for Living. Routledge and Kegan Paul. Articles In addition Henryk Skolimowski published over articles.

And it was not easy either to jump over the ocean and find a professorial position in one of the American universities upon arrival.

Yet I accomplished both these things in You might say good luck. I suppose it was. Yes, and perhaps the guidance of stars, in which I believed. Oxford was difficult and intimidating because of uenryk profundity. They knew everything best and they were so sure of it.

America was disconcerting and discombobulating because of its apparent ease.

From Oxford I landed in Los Angeles. I remember well majestic palm trees along Sunset Boulevard. At first I stayed in a Japanese villa of a friend in Beverley Hills. I was pinching myself not being quite sure whether I was in some kind of heaven or simply hallucinating. I woke up soon enough after being arrested 6 times for walking in Beverly Hills. I was teaching at USC and asking myself: I was longing for the spires of Oxford and the bucolic scenes of Poland. Yet I had to survive nearly six years in L.

It was not all a misery… skilimowski some was.

The redeeming moments were the meetings with flower children and skolimowskk with the hippies. When I was given a single pink carnation, on Sunset Boulevard… without a word… the experience was electrifying.

It is here that I lived the best 23 years of my life and was able to spread my wings beyond my expectations.

Within a few days after I arrived at Ann Arbor at first as a visiting professorI knew it was my kind of place. To begin with, coffee houses were a real thing, like in Paris, Cracow and Warsaw. The aroma was just right inside and the discussions were passionate — my kind of thing.

Lots of students everywhere, particularly on the Diag. The Diag has been the heart of the University, a place entrusted with so much of good energy.

On a fine day, whether you would sit anywhere, or walk through the Diag — with your heart ekolimowski — you would feel this energy reverberating around you. The students are batteries of bursting energy. I found them at U of M neither too snooty nor too sluggish, but just right, alive and slightly arrogant. Not pompous but aware of their worth.

Within skklimowski easy stroll, almost an extension of the Diag, there is henfyk big temple, called Hill Auditorium. A music temple for me, containing listeners, and offering great performances all the year around. At first I could not understand it at all — how can you find a Mecca for music in siolimowski hidden smallish mid Western city?


But there it was. I very promptly wkolimowski myself season tickets for important series. It is here, in Hill Auditorium, that I met Arthur Rubinstein in the flesh, after he had already turned He gave a scintillating recital. Afterwards, during the reception, he was in a champagne spirit and eager to speak Polish.

He opened his arms widely and said smilingly to skolimodski Then he added half mischievously and half mockingly: I will tell you a secret now.

It was reassuring and uplifting henrk see this radiant man performing so superbly and enjoying his life so much. His whole being was still emanating ecstatic vibrations. After he settled a bit I asked: He was reliving his music again. A joy to watch. Some years later I also met Karl Heinz Stockhausen. He came to rehearse one of his pieces, in Hill Auditorium, of course. I was curious why he came to Ann Arbor, while he could rehearse in Europe. So I decided to find out and meet the man.

Well he needed a special brass band, which Ann Arbor possessed. He played trumpet and was accompanied by skolimowsmi brass ensemble. The young man playing the trumpet was Markus Stockhausen, the son of the great composer.

He played his part over and again, sometimes consulting with his father; and played again and again. This is how perfection is accomplished. I knew hhenryk meaning of the drill, as I spent endless hours listening to rehearsals at the back of Warsaw Philharmonic orchestra. I loved to watch how music is shaped and perfected. I listened and watched the rehearsal of the Hengyk with true fascination. Karl Heinz Stockhausen is usually a taciturn man, a bit skolimowsji and stiff. On this occasion he was quite open.

Perhaps because of the arrangement of space. They were rehearsing simultaneously on the stage and in the stalls. I asked Karl Heinz what piece they were rehearsing. I knew his music quite a bit.

He explained at length that it was a big oratorium, really big.