The Greatest Prayer Ever Spoken


There was a small village where everyone knew everyone and there was one woman in particular who would rise up early every morning and she would greet the day with the same prayer as she plucked the fresh vegetables from her garden to sell in town. At evenings end while tending to her small flock of chickens removing the fresh new laid eggs, that same prayer once again fell from her lips. Widowed and alone for many years she knitted by the fire each night with no regrets of her loss and no pining for her future and again said her beautiful prayer aloud as she rocked in her creaky wooden rocking chair. As darkness set in she could be found counting the coins and a few dollar bills she had earned taking her fresh vegetables to the town square everyday selling them to the locals. Her house was simple but warm, her clothes tattered but neat and her shoes bore the signs of walking into town every day to share her freshly grown corn, some squash, a few heads of lettuce, some beans and a couple of tomatoes. Many times she found herself surrounded by those who had nothing to eat but she gave generously of what little she had. Everyone knew and loved this woman and while she had little they all thought she was a very wealthy woman because she owned a nice house, had plenty of food and always shared with those less fortunate. Little did they know that she was living and surviving by simple grace. But in her mind she was rich because she was loved and to a woman alone, being loved by many was her great treasure of wealth.

Everyone in this small town had heard that her good fortune was made because of the same prayer she recited over and over again all throughout the day. No one had ever heard her pray yet many had come to her for prayer knowing her reputation for being a great intercessor and instrument for the monumental power of prayer. They grew more curious with every passing day.

At church one winters morning, the local preacher announced that this endearing soul was willing to share her prayer with the congregation of about 20 people. She felt her days were growing short on the earth and having no family, she thought it best to pass her gift along to those she loved.

She rose slowly from a pew near the front and made her way down the aisle nodding to every smiling face eagerly awaiting to here this powerful majestic prayer which they had heard about for years. The room grew still, the only sound was the clog sound of the orthopedic shoes she wore as she climbed up to the podium. She raised her hands up to the sky and for a moment the parishioners thought she was about to pray but not a word fell from her lips. Her hands now descended from the heavens and she folded them at her bosom and bowed her head….the small crowd followed her lead. Her chest began to swell, the energy was palatable and with what felt like it was her dying breath espousing her last wish, she opened her mouth and with all her might and a passion which transcended words she spoke the greatest prayer ever said. “Thank you.”  ~Ariaa Jaeger

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I have been teaching my students and clients the concept of “Stepping into the ONE”. When you step into “the ONE” you shift the paradigm thus shifting your reality. Your reality is based on your fears, beliefs, karma, cellular memories and a few other variables. As you embrace the concept that you have all the power within you to access every reality you choose, as you take personal responsibility for what you are attracting and creating, you begin to shed those beliefs which limit you. The ego is part of that reality, the “me” as opposed to the “we” consciousness. The magic unfolds in the “we” paradigm. “Me” limits you, “we” is unlimited, for it is the total sum of angels, guides and the infinite Spirit, a perfectly orchestrated fusion which provides all. As you step into “the ONE” there is only flow and knowing, not grappling, begging nor even affirming. The ONE is your DIVINE RIGHT yet few access it. There is no identity only VIBRATION beyond this universe and when you raise your light, your joy, your selflessness, when you rid yourself of any negative thoughts, emotions or concepts of limitation, you transform your life. Today, let go and know that all is possible as you ‘STEP INTO THE ONE. Ariaa Jaeger ~ “Ariaaisms ~ Spiritual Food for the Soul”  at and on

A Forest Interlude

I made my annual pilgrimage to Salzburg, Austria in September to attend the premiere of a dear friends new movie and to promote my new book “Ariaaisms~ Spiritual Food for the Soul” which made its debut on in early September. I have traveled to Austria every year for more than 20 years now ever since my near death experience in the Alps which altered my entire life path.

Walking on cobblestone streets where Mozart walked each day as the smell of baking bread hovers in the air while ancient cathedral bells clang still telling time in the old fashioned way, are a few of the many reasons I am always drawn back to the same vacation year after year.

This trip provided me several new and wonderful events, one of which I would love to share with the world as it moved my heart and soul into high places; that was the “re-connection” with someone I obviously knew in another place and time long before I was Ariaa. The connection was so intense and so profound that it is not one I will soon forget.

Ute and I met at the movie premiere and within a day and a half were romping through the magical forests of Salzburg. The plush green forest and steely blue water falls lie at the base of a very special mountain. Many Americans know it as the place seen in the movie “The Sound of Music” in the opening and closing shots but I know it because of its many legends. It is a mountain that the Dalai Lama said the mountain is the “heart chakra of Europe.”

From Untersberg is mysterious and legendary: The Untersberg – called “sleeping dragon” by the Dalai Lama. The myths tell about time portals, lost persons and wondrous mountain dwellers like dwarfs. According to a legend, these dwarfs digged out the more than 400 caves in the Untersberg. But this is only one of many speculations about the mountain.

It is rumored, that emperor Karl the Great (similar is claimed about Friedrich Barbarossa) sleeps in the mountain in a subterranean throne room together with his truthful knights and dwarfs for more than a thousand years. He´ll awake to the last battle between Good and Evil, when his beard has grown around his armor table 3 times and the ravens don´t fly around the mountain peaks anymore.

Many legends deal with disappearance. Once, a lost hunter is said to have suddenly appeared to his own mourning service one year after his disappearance. According to another myth, an entire wedding company including the band disappeared in the Untersberg for 100 years.

Perhaps the most mysterious story in recent times began on Aug. 14th of the year 1987: On this day, a couple from Munich, Hermann and Maria F., together with their friend Monika K. started for a mountain tour at Untersberg. After this day, the trio was missing without a trace, and was supposed to be dead. Three months later, in mid-November, the missing persons suddenly called from a telephone on a ship in the Red Sea.”

As we walked arm and arm through plush green fern Ute and I seemed to mystically morph. The sister love was palatable. I suddenly had several images and a strong past life memory of us and who we had been to one another. Another image was of a rock made of marble and it was in the shape of a human heart. I saw a cut right down the middle as if it had been precisely and cleanly cut in half. I knew this vision had great relevance to our intertwining. After hours we descended the mountain following along the path of the water falls which we had drank from earlier. As we began scouring through the shallow waters looking for a token rock to take home with us to commemorate this day I suddenly looked down and low and behold, THERE IT WAS! The human heart shaped rock I had seen just minutes earlier in my vision. Ute paused wondering if we could dislodge it from its resting place buried amongst the other river stones. To our surprise it practically leapt into our hands. I took the right side home and she the left side. We climbed and danced and played as if we were children discovering a new secret hiding place. We drank from ancient water falls which seemed to cleanse us to the depths of our existence.  We prayed and meditated as we listened to the sounds of nature. We closed our eyes to behold the mystical creatures which live in this pristine haven. We came alive as we lay in rich plush beds of green fern and moss. We melded in a cosmic wonderland. It was one of those definitive magical experiences which happen to lots of people but many fail to see the magnitude of the moment and its ability to feed the soul.  This experience not only fed my soul but it feed every sense within me and continues to delight my soul with every remembrance.

Ariaa Jaeger, Author, “Ariaaisms~ Spiritual Food for the Soul now on Amazon.comImageImageIMG_8614