
Thoughts on the way from Stans to Flueli-Ranft
From the diary of the pilgrim James
The Brother Klaus Trail to Flüeli Ranft reminds me: Brother Klaus, the wealthy farmer who became a hermit and peacemaker for the Swiss people, once demonstrated what it means to forgo comforts. His hermit's cell testifies to austerity and the ability to focus not on himself, but on nature and the wonder it brings. At the rest stop, I enjoy the laughter of the children whose school class is traveling while I roast my sausage over an open fire. Further ahead, near the church, I see pilgrims praying. A group of pilgrims from Poland starts singing a song. And I remember the anecdote from my school days about Brother Klaus meeting a group of believers who were reciting one "Hail Mary" and one "Our Father" over and over again. He is said to have sternly told them: "One hundred recited 'Our Fathers' cannot compensate for one that comes from the bottom of one's heart."

Mösli Chapel
For reflection on the way
"In Stans, I see the Winkelried Memorial and come to Kerns, where Brother Klaus was once baptized. Both sought, in their own way, to save people—to bring them peace."
Prayer of Brother Klaus
My Lord and my God,
take everything from me,
what prevents me from coming to you.
My Lord and my God,
give me everything,
which brings me closer to you.
My Lord and my God,
take me
and give me entirely to you.