wow, amazing, fantastic. my rabbi says half of the words in the hebrew prayers really come down to these 3 words. wow, amazing, fantastic. no wonder i fell in love with the sounds of the hebrew prayers from the get go. they just make me feel....wow, amazing, fantstic.
i dream on the eve of yom kippur, after 9 days of doing teshuva. i love what my rabbi says. teshuva is not about guilt, self-beating, powerlessness, and their extended family. what is it then? about reflecting on where and how i missed the mark in the last year and take actions to return to the mark. that sounds and feels so right with me. of course there were, and will be, times when i forget that my true core mark is the inner self and so i acted, spoke, acted differently than if i had stay connected to it. it's so fantastic to have a day set aside to direct my attention to learn from the times when i missed the mark and make the effort to return to it.
o, the dream, i'd better not forget the dream. all i remember are just bits and pieces but what beautiful pieces they are. they all involve flowers, different kinds of flowers in myriad hues, shapes and aroma. elegant colors, cute colors, exotic colors, unnamable colors; exquisite shapes, blooms cluster together in pleasing formations; and the scents, woow. there's one that is extravagantly fruity, a fusion of tree-ripe mango, grapefruit, papaya...i just don't have the right vocabulary to describe it fully. the mystical tradition in judaism says all that in the dream are the different aspects of yourself. hey, i'll take that any time. all these beauty and abundance are part and parcel of me. we are one. we are at one. wow, amazing, fantastic.
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