The Rebbe’s prescription for getting close to Gd: mitzvahs.
The power of silence, the limits of words... in essay form.
Their faces twitched. Their eyes fluttered. So did mine. Everyone's do. I didn't look at the clock, I simply existed in the moment in a room full of young girls, six years my junior. So much to see and do, so much to understand. I truly felt a moment of utter oneness, even if just for a few moments.
Apparently humans are the only animals that plan ahead for the future. At least that’s been the conventional belief. Recent...
