Emptying Self & Expectation to Receive Higher Wisdom. Shavuos & Roaming the Inner World of Torah.

Why on the Day One at the Mountain No-thing was Said.

[@chooselife903]

That wish and blessing was very good to hear from you Rabbi. Happy Shavous to all who wish to travel and roam the world of chadsidus! ❤

[@andrejbezak1106]

Amen. Thank you Rabbi.

[@elisabethseaton6521]

Thank you Rabbi. I'm a tourist. I had to re-listen at 75% of speed to understand your profound message.

[@ElkCreekAdventures]

Healing received תודה רבה

[@shininglight1630]

Amen! Kein yehi ratzon! This is the best explanation I've heard about the benefits of staying awake on Shavuous night. I'm looking forward to the stroll and having each step of the journey be my destination. What a gift. Tizku l'mitzvoth! Chag someach!

[@ivanamarkovic8588]

To roam the space or "to roam" the text one needs The Bond. As a child I was blessed to be living in a benevolent environment that allowed me to freely raom the large space of fields and forests that surrounded my birthplace. I loved to propulse myself into the nature. It was difficult to get lost in that saourounding as I knew almost every corner so well. I would sometimes get in panic to return home before the nightfall, but that's where The Bond was formed - I'll request in my heart to be brought to the road before the dusk and I would be brought to the road, approaching home as the evening was closing the day behind my back. Years later, I would propulse myself into the unknown streets of the major city far from home. I could walk endlessly. I had not much finance and roaming freely through rendom areas was my weekend delight. The more I explored, the more enveloped I was by that space - space became My Allie, would keep me secured, bring me to hidden corners, show me special spots. Every walk had some "gift" on the way. Something that would light my day up, fill my heart with poetic impression. Poetic Impression stroke my heart before anything else could have a hold of it. At the same period of my randonnées I got interested in poetry. One day I pulled a collection of poems and dived into it..... It was Rabindro Nath Thakur Intense, inflaming words that felt as if poet was alive, pronouncing them that very moment. For a teenager that I was, The Bond was immediate. His poems left me with a vulnerable heart up to this day. When a Bond exists with the text, Heart inflames over certain lines - some portions come forward with the amplified volume and emotional charge. As if the text "wakes up", becomes "alive"... I might go trough the day while my "hiden mind" would reflect all along. I store insights that felt meaningful. When I come back to "my beloved", it greets my with the explanation to my insights.....it correspods to the themes of my dreams...it layes Infront of me the very sentence I spoke in my most intimate call to יחוח

[@dotroni]

great insight into how we learn by "folding" the concept and we should approach receiving truth like blank canvas. Yasher koach!

[@Growthisinthedirt]

Are you in Tzfat? I lived there for a year. Thanks Rabbi for all your hard work!! 😇 Chag Sameach ❣️