Sunday, July 11, 2004
Listening = Moshiach
Ok, this is exactly correct. I've been hearing this for the last year. I've been hearing it both as Moshiach and as the 'Second Comming.' When Rene said 'You are the happiest person I've ever met, who are you?' I told her. I told her that anyone that tuned into what I was tuned into would also hear: "You are the Moshiach, you are the choosen one, you are the second comming." Because I believe it is not only me, it is the energy that is happening NOW at this time, in our day.
B"H
Listening
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Within each thing we behold, the moshiach dwells, like the embryo waiting to break out of its egg. In the rhythm of a dandelion shivering in the breeze, in the eyes of the children we raise, in the goals we make in life, in the machines we use and the art we create, in the air we breathe and the blood rushing through our veins.
When the world was made, the sages say, the moshiach was the wind hovering over all that would be.
Today, those who know to listen can hear his voice beckoning, "Do no let go of me after all these ages! For the fruit of your labor and the labor of your holy mothers and fathers is about to ripen."
The listening alone is enough to crack the shell of the egg.
A Daily Dose of Wisdom from the Rebbe
-words and condensation by Tzvi Freeman
20 Tammuz, 5764 * July 9, 2004
B"H
Listening
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Within each thing we behold, the moshiach dwells, like the embryo waiting to break out of its egg. In the rhythm of a dandelion shivering in the breeze, in the eyes of the children we raise, in the goals we make in life, in the machines we use and the art we create, in the air we breathe and the blood rushing through our veins.
When the world was made, the sages say, the moshiach was the wind hovering over all that would be.
Today, those who know to listen can hear his voice beckoning, "Do no let go of me after all these ages! For the fruit of your labor and the labor of your holy mothers and fathers is about to ripen."
The listening alone is enough to crack the shell of the egg.
A Daily Dose of Wisdom from the Rebbe
-words and condensation by Tzvi Freeman
20 Tammuz, 5764 * July 9, 2004
