This week's parsha
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Sound and Silence
What does sound mean to you? Sound plays many roles. It is a vehicle for communication, music, and even distraction. But at its root, sound is the simple indicator of life.
In the office, it’s the constant hum of the computer. In the supermarket, it’s the steady buzz of conversation. At home, it’s the little sounds of children at play. These sounds are woven into the very fabric of my life, and they assure me that its operation is smoothly at work. Even as life’s incessant clanging drives me desperate at times, even as I crave a moment’s peace, I know that I find these sounds reassuring. Should the little noises ever stop purring, I know I would crave these most elementary indicators of life.
My Tree of Strength
I have a striking black-and-white picture of the Lubavitcher Rebbe, framed in dark rod iron, that sits atop my fireplace. “Is this rabbi your relative?” my friend Rachel asked me while visiting my home.
“No, he is the Rebbe, my spiritual master and guide.”
“And you hang pictures of him on your wall?” she said quizzically.
The "That's how G‑d made me" excuse:
Why shouldn't I do whatever I want? After all, if I want it, that means that there's something inside me telling me to want it, right? I'm just being me. Isn't it natural for me to be me?
The "Sorry, I lost it" excuse:
Look, I know it's wrong. But I can't control myself. I have this violent streak in me that... well, once you start me off, I can't stop.
The "I'm special" excuse: