Life is like an upward spiral, traveling around and around in a circle, elevating higher with each pass. Even the seasons of the year rotate like a wheel, turning and turning. So too does the soul spin around like clay on a potter’s wheel. With each rotation of the wheel, the potter’s hands reshape the...
The poet Tagore wrote, “Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because dawn has come.” My husband, Rav Berg, often taught that death is the greatest illusion of all – that we find out we simply go through another door. The eminence of death is indisputable. To lose someone...
