The Darker Side of the Feminine Divine
November 2011
To see a World in a grain of sand, And a Heaven in a wild flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand, And Eternity in an hour . . . We are led to believe a lie When we see with, not thro' the eye, Which was born in a night, to perish in a night, When the Soul slept in beams of light. William Blake, Songs of Innocence “Just as a mother hovers over the bed of a sick child, so too, the Schechina hovers over the bed of a sick person.” As the Talmud teaches in the name of Rav: From where do we know that the Schechina rests on the top of the bed of a sick person? As it says (Psalm 41:4): “The Compassionate One will support him on the sickbed.” Nedarim 40
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