...And the conversation somehow drifted to 'Al Tishali Oti'. Declared one blogger, "If I was the sabra, I wouldn't post so cryptically'. "If I was the sabra", said another, "I wouldn't use so many Hebrew & Yiddish words." Another blogger chimed in, "If I owned 'Al Tishali Oti', I would be more consistent with colors n content." "I wouldn't be sarcastic to commenters", muttered another, darkly. One blogger added not. "I have nothing to say, for 'To know the sabra is to be the sabra'."
Sunday, October 19, 2014
Ah, life, the G-dly way.
Tell me you found G‑d in a tidy package—I will tell you that it is not G‑d, that it is a product of a clever mind.
Tell me you found G‑d in the limitless beyond—beyond space, beyond time. That too is not G‑d. That is just a greater mind.
Where the boundless dwells within a bounded space, where darkness shines, silence sings, bitterness is sweet and a moment lives forever, where a man and a woman live in harmony, an adult learns from a child, a warrior spreads kindness, and enmity subsides to make room for friendship and love, where the body embraces the soul and the soul the body, in the union of all opposites—
—there is G‑d; there is the essence of all that is real.
(an underlying theme in the Rebbe’s thought, worded by Tzvi Freeman.)