Light Arrives

There was an old Hassidic rabbi who was asked by his students …

“There are special prayers we’re supposed to make just as the day begins.  But how can we know the moment of dawn when we’re supposed to make these prayers?”

“Is it when you can see a tree in the distance and tell whether it’s an olive tree or a plum tree?”

“No,” he said.

“Is it when you can see an animal on the hillside and know whether it’s a sheep or a goat or a dog?”

“No,” he said.

“Is it when you can begin to discern the lines on your hand?  Then you know the day has begun.”

He said “no”.

“It’s not until you can see any person walk toward you and know that this is your brother or your sister that the day has begun, and until then it’s still dark.”

***

What will open the eyelids of the heart?  What will show us the endless vista covering the world?  What will ask us to sigh into the moment, again and again?

Love, my friend

2 thoughts on “Light Arrives

    • I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to reply to you, Greg. I’ve been full speed ahead, selling and emptying my house in Canada.

      Last night I spent my first night in my apartment in Ghent, Belgium. Wow! It’s home.

      I’m here for ten days and then heading back to Canada. The one-way ticket from Toronto to Brussels will be in late September. (Smile)

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