A group of high-school students once came to see the Rebbe. The students had each prepared a question, which they posed to the Rebbe in the course of the audience.
Toward the end of the meeting, after the Rebbe had answered their queries on various issues, one student asked:
“I have heard it said that the Rebbe has the power to work miracles. Is this true? Do you perform supernatural feats?”
The Rebbe replied: “The ability to work miracles is not confined to a select group of individuals, but is within reach of each and every one of us. We each possess a soul that is a spark of G‑dliness. So we each have the power to transcend the limitations imposed upon us by our physical natures, no matter how formidable they may seem.
“To demonstrate this to you,” said the Rebbe, “I will now perform a miracle.”
Smiling at the startled young faces around his desk, the Rebbe continued: “Each and every individual in this room will now resolve to improve himself in one specific area. You will each choose an improvement that you recognize as necessary, but until now have perceived as being beyond your power to achieve. Nevertheless, you will succeed, proving to yourselves that the soul indeed has the power to overcome the natural ‘reality’ . . .”
Handforth , Cheshire
Birth is the miracle of miracles, and every day we do rebirth, in greeting the promise of a new day, as dawn rises, and there is such a splash of color in the skies. A painting. A painting that is always changing, never quite, the same.
So life is the miracle, to be here at all, to be conscious, to feel, to touch the earth, to join and enjoin, to hug and to hold.
As we are gifted this continuous miracle so can we too, produce miracles, by creating, by writing poetry, plays, painting, dancing, teaching, whatever we choose, a mirroring of all that is inside and without, in myriad ways. And so the creator of miracles gives us the ability to create, our own miracles, and that too, And that too!
This symphony has a conductor and we play. O how we play!
marshfield hills, ma
Foster City, ca, USA
montreal, canada
He said it to me.
In the days that have passed since - though they didn't feel like mere days - I've told the Rebbe that I'm not one of those high school students.....that I can't even imagine this improvement.....I 'reminded him' that I'm not even Jewish - but you know, none of that mattered.
He said it to me.
This afternoon I made my first step -probably small to others, huge to me - toward changing the 'impossible.'