True Freedom

I came prepared to say so much: I had a whole speech in my head, notes on the table in front of me. I was going to shock the world. Then I realized it's not all that important.

It's not how long my speech is meant to last, it's not the topic I prepared. It's not even what I thought I wanted to talk about. Then again, it's not really up to me.

It's the emotions stirring in my heart, the feeling of love, which overpowers my carefully planned out story, and another consciousness begins to form. This is the feeling of freedom: Of letting the Creator of the world take control of things which are rightfully His. Of living without inhibitions, limitations, boundaries. Of knowing that Hashem is truly helping everyone out, especially those who make themselves into a vessel to receive His Essence. Of knowing that there is no limit- not even the sky nor the ground, and that no matter how much closer a person is to the Light, he is never really close, for he is swallowed up in the huge Flame.

To know that there are infinite heights to climb to, and nothing is stooping you except yourself. To take a leap of faith, draw down some G-dliness into the world, and live with your Father gently guiding you. This is true freedom. This is your true will, if you chose to tap into it. And even if you chose to ignore the nagging feeling in your heart, the desire to cling to your Creator will follow you until you listen to it. For this is what it means to be a Jew:

To be carefully selected to receive the great honor of being the caretaker and house for the spark of G-d, and to have it guide you all the days of your life, constantly directing your actions to match those of a crucial worker in this world. To be the one who will finally return the world to its rightful state, to be a builder and transposer. This is the advantage of the Jew.

To be needed. To have a mission.