- “The entire world is a very narrow bridge,” but don’t be afraid to cross it, into my “realm of memories and dreams.”
- To help you along as you enter, and put you in the right kind of mood as you explore, here’s a poem of mine:
My Childhood’s Sea
My childhood sustains me in my
adulthood, and here’s why:
When I see a brown dirt road,
crossing a green grassy field,
bordered by a tall cypress grove;
I imagine a narrow white path trailing
away from it, leading down to a yellow sandy beach, beyond which lies only a wide blue sea.
Everything ends there, on the shore of
my childhood’s sea,
where the realm of memories and dreams begins.
“The entire world is a very narrow bridge,” per Reb Nachman of Breslov
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