Friday, February 3, 2017

100% Guaranteed Way to Change the World

The 100% guaranteed, most effective way to change the world is to

Change the World

It can start today, even if you’ve already changed worlds a number of times.

Maybe start inside. Maybe outside.

But change it. Look differently. Think differently. Sense differently. Understand something new.

Whatever it takes.

Our holy seforim, written by our holy teachers, say: When a new insight arrives, it’s a new world. In that world, there are no negative judgments or blocks, because it’s a new world.

In that world, all is possible. Create it! Design it! Build a legend for yourself and live it! 

Rabbi Shloime Twerski, ztzal, of Denver: “When you are where you are, no matter how good it is, you’re limited by the boundaries of that place. When you get where you’re going, no matter how good it is, you’re limited by the boundaries of that place. In between, all is possible!”

There is another alternative: Wait for Trump, Clinton, Obama, Bibi, Putin, or Mrs. May to change it for us.

"If you were there and the Romans or the Babylonians were about to destroy Jerusalem and you had the power to do something about it, would you sit and mourn and cry?
       Or would you turn the world upside down to change history?
       So what is stopping you? Overturn the world today!" 
       (Rabbi Tzvi Freeman)

We do have the power to do something about it. For what else were we given the holy Torah? To wait for one of the above leaders to do it for us? If we don't, they probably will. There are times in history when we can speak and act. This may be one of those times, even, or especially because, we are at an advanced level of bewilderment. 

Friday, December 30, 2016

A Vision in Chanukah

Chanukah, 2 AM
I was looking out the window of the shul this morning at the great view of Jerusalem that's there for my reading pleasure

One of the things I saw was our grandchildren's grandchildren coming over the hills with big smiles of joy on their faces, and their parents with them.

I said to myself, Don't worry. Try not to sweat the small stuff. Many times in Chumash, and in our history as a nation, our forefathers were rewarded for whatever --maybe having done something or withstood something-- by having their descendants doing something great, or receiving something, or being something. That was their reward.

It has been said that many of us returning to Torah have done so on the merit of their grandparents' prayers, those grandparents who saw the way their children were going and davened that their children should return. 

Or even if the children were going in the way of their fathers: The mother of Rabbi Shlomo Twerski, ztzal, who was the daughter of the famous Bobover Rebbe,  ,הי"ד from before the Holocaust, said that when she was five, she asked her father, who was sitting silently in front of the Chanukah candles, what we was doing. He replied: "Praying for your children." A little while later, she asked, "And what are you doing now?" He replied, "Praying for their children," (some of whom are now my friends).

So I said to myself, Try not to worry. Fix up what you can, if not outside of you, then inside of you, and everything will be okay, with the help of the Creator and Sustainer of the Universe.

Sunday, December 11, 2016

Open-Spectrum Focus (OSeF): An Exploration in Seeing

JerusalemWhere do your eyes focus in this picture?
In my quest to improve my vision, I said to myself, "If this holy city can't fix my vision, what can?" So I decided to spend time looking out at the wonderful view of Jerusalem that is near my home. I wanted to see what the city and its unique light would show me. And I found, and continue to find, that Jerusalem does have its own insights which it makes available through the eyes. 

I also looked to the deep insights of our Rabbis from past and present generations, as well as the works of contemporary holistic eye practitioners, and artists of all generations. What I found was that my previous way of seeing, based on the idea that there is only one way of seeing, was “chauvinistic.” It’s now clear to me that there are many other ways of perceiving that are legitimately called “seeing,” according to the sources I have found. These ways facilitate access to the subconscious and bring increased insights, solutions, ideas, creative vision, intuition, and what-not which can impact our journeys and our lives in general.  

It’s possible to write beautiful, even astounding, books about this, but we need some things right now. We need, right about now, to use our eyes to see deeper, wider, further, and better. We need to look into some of these ways of seeing, with eyes-on research.  

We can start with one very simple, yet possibly life-changing, exploration. It goes from outer to inner. There are others that go from inner to outer, but for now we’re talking about the first. It’s very hard in a short space to give a clear description of what those terms “outside-inside” entail here, but we can go forward anyway with what we already know, i.e. we can think of it as conscious/subconscious. Through this exercise, and others, we inevitably come to understand those terms in deeper, wider, further, better, ways.

This is an exploration in Open-Spectrum Focus. One of the things that helps this along is the understanding that the eyes and the brain are basically one organism. What comes in through the eyes is immediately brought into the brain, where it is processed. Simple enough.

What that boils down to is that narrow viewing brings to narrow perceptive processing, narrow understanding, and incomplete understanding. Studies are showing what our increasingly narrow physical focus, i.e. many hours peering into computers and phones, is doing to our brains and perceptive abilities, and it’s not a pretty picture. 

Thus, the Open-Spectrum Focus experience. It's very simple. Just look at something that is straight ahead of you. It can be close or very distant. If you will stretch your hands, just this one time, behind your back where you can’t see them, and slowly bring them forward, eye-level, without moving your eyes from that central focal point, you will soon see your hands appearing on the scene, probably a few inches from your shoulders.

That means that all that distance from the center point in front of you, going to your right and left to the visible points near your shoulders, is visible to you without you having to move your eyes. It’s accessible to you. You’ve just widened your vision and your mind! 

Even if you're not aware of it now, it’s very likely that some increased insight in some area of your life will, perhaps soon, manifest. It may have been helped along by this exploration. If you do it a number of times and see a number of fresh insights, you can draw your own conclusions. 

And it's something you can do all throughout the day, wherever you are. It can be a picture, the scene in front of you (whether it's "scenic" or not), a word in print, a child, the lights lit for a mitzvah...All the time, your perceptive abilities are being expanded. 

Just as there are many things on the periphery of our vision that we don't quite see, there are thoughts and insights on the periphery of our minds that we don't quite realize. In this exercise, going from outside to inside, we find that widening our periphery of vision works to release some of these insights from their place on the periphery of our awareness. Then we begin to develop better communication, a better relationship, with our subconscious mind. 

The exercise is simply to pick that forward center point, but instead of intensely focusing on it, which it probably draws you to do, you become aware of all that space around and above you and the point in front of you, without moving your eyes at all. All that is legitimately a part of your vision, as much as that central focal point. You haven’t left that point, but you’ve widened and softened your focus on it, surprisingly picking up more details than you usually do, along the way. It also relaxes the eyes.

Concerning the picture above: Most likely, your eyes will fall on the center of the stairs or the archway. If you stop for a second and look also at everything around that point, without moving your eyes, you will find that you still see the center, but that there are many other things to be seen in the picture that you didn't notice when you were focusing on one point. You may find that, paradoxically, as you widen your focus, you are more aware of details. Then you can widen your vision from the picture to the rest of the computer screen, and further out into the room, and, if there is a window where you are, then out there also, all the while not moving your eyes, and remaining aware of the central focus point also.

The principle, very shortly stated, is; When you widen your eyes, you widen your mind, with many manifest results. Obviously, there’s a lot more that can be said on this subject, and many Jewish perspectives and insights that come with the territory. The essential point, it seems, is that we need more clarity in these times of unforeseen challenges in order to see solutions that are not yet visible. The more we use our eyes in different ways, the better the chance we have of coming upon these solutions that are just beyond our reach right now. 

Note: An earlier postIt's All Prophecy, the Precious Lights, from July 29th, is also an exploration in seeing which is particularly relevant to Chanukah. 

Monday, November 14, 2016

Winter River

             Winter River (Photo by Jonathan Dietz)
This is the Charles River in Boston. It’s a long, winding, beautiful river, 80 miles (129 km) long, especially known for its rowing and sailing. In spring and summer, the sun shines spectacularly on the water, as well as on the many boats, recreational and competitive, and the beautifully landscaped banks. Viewing the scene at that time, you can be transported back to a different time, perhaps from the 1890’s through the beginning of the 20th century. People strolled and sailed, and time itself cooperated, standing still, or so it seemed, giving them of its bounty. For many, it seemed like there would never be a more perfect world.

And then it became winter. This is the Charles River in the winter. It is deeply frozen over, the ice thick enough for people to walk on it, or, more accurately, trudge on it.

The same river, summer and winter, but two different rivers, l’maasehin reality. In one you sail and in one you trudge. Each has its own beauty in its own time. But at no time, summer or winter, does the river stop flowing.

You don’t see it in the winter, but underneath all that ice is the same beautiful river, flowing unceasingly.

What makes us different from this river? Aren’t we living much of the time in winter, walking along the top layer of “ice” that separates us from our own rivers of living water? The ice that acts as a wall between us and the flow of our subconscious, with all its fertile images, rich solutions, dreams, fears to be resolved, unresolved questions and their answers, and the landscape of healing and wholeness embedded there.

Winter has its beauty, sometimes magnificently so, and its own power. But eventually we get tired of trudging along, fighting the elements on the top surface of the underlying profound awareness that is our subconscious. To live all the time, a whole life, in winter, missing out on what may be the most important part of ourselves, is a pity. We want to break through the cold “ice” that separates us from the life we know we could live if only we could access it. 


There are ways to tap the intelligence and awareness that intellect alone cannot access. The first step might be to understand what it means to perceive.

In physical terms, “vision” means “eyesight.” But in the world of deeper individuals, many of them from past generations, and to a certain extent, the world of contemporary vision practitioners, as well as some artists from all generations, vision is understood as perception that extends beyond the currently given. 

There will always be visions and perceptions that are reserved for the ones known as mystics. But that doesn’t mean we normal people can’t have greater access to the world around us and within us than we presently have.

Is an animal a “mystic” because it hears, sees, or senses, beyond our range? Obviously not. What is beyond us is perfectly normal to him. That's simply a physical fact. And we don’t have to be mystics, either, to see beyond our present range.

The eyes were given to us to use. Once we learn how to use them differently, we can find perceptions and insights, solutions and answers, that we never thought possible before. They are usually of a sort that we haven't often experienced, and they come with a subtlety and profundity that astounds us, leaving us with the feeling that we have been given a great gift. And it's ours for the asking, just by asking, "How?"

In our tradition, our history, our seforim (books), and our holy people, there are ways of seeing that are given to all of us and are accessible to us, today. In fact, it may be essential, more than ever at this time in history, that we access those ways of seeing in order to find solutions to many of the seemingly insolvable situations we face constantly. We see the problems clearly; they are, after all, "in our face." 

They are so clear that we should be able to see through them and see what we need to see -- solutions -- if we will just understand a few things about seeing, and learn to look within our eyes.  

Summer River in Eretz Yisroel

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

"Open My Eyes and I Will Speak"

"Seeing Jerusalem," Collage by Varda Branfman
Well-known verse from Tehillim (Psalms): “If I forget you Jerusalem, my right hand will forget its skill. My tongue will cleave to my palate.” (137:5-6)

Logical corollary to that, in my own words: “If I remember you Jerusalem, my tongue will uncleave and I will speak. My words will be my right hand, forging the way to more of you, Jerusalem.”

Jerusalem is a holy city. It’s a place where you come for the cure.

Jerusalem (Yerushalyim) is where you remember things you’ve forgotten. Now you are meeting them and it feels very comfortable and natural. You realize that your tongue has indeed been cleaving to your mouth; but as you are beginning to remember Yerushalyim in the ways you weren’t able to until now, you begin to speak those deep thoughts and memories without any impediment.

You realize that, simultaneously with your thoughts being clearer, your right hand regains its skill and you are beginning to remember how to implement what you are now becoming aware of.  

Once I tried remembering Jerusalem for a day. With everything I did and every place I went, I kept repeating, quietly on my lips, “Jerusalem.” That day had its good moments, but the word was only on my lips like a mantra, and not yet in my heart. Remembering is meant to be much more.

Just remembering that you want to remember is a sign that your cure has begun.

What is this remembering of Jerusalem? It’s a vision. It may begin by remembering that Jerusalem is the inheritance of every Jew. It’s known and remembered by every Jew, even if they’ve never physically been here. We all have a vision of it, which is one of the reasons we have yearned for it throughout history. Jerusalem can only be remembered when standing within it, within its vision, much as remembering the Shabbos day means observing it while standing within it. You can enter it when you look out your window in Jerusalem, or look at a picture of Jerusalem from wherever in the world you may be standing, or bring to your mind’s eye a view of the city, or a part of it that you once saw, or would like to see.  

We are given, at birth, a vision of Jerusalem, deep within our souls, our subconscious awareness. We want to awaken it because we want to be whole.

For that, we have our holy days and our holy places, both within us and outside of us. And we have Jerusalem. We just have to learn how to envision it and move into that vision, living within it. Jerusalem stands in front of us wherever we are, waiting for us to see it from wherever we are. That is a very powerful kind of remembering. When the eyes are open to that, the mouth follows. When the vision is on the eyes, it’s not hard to bring it in the eyes, and further in.

Along with that come some gifts which are inseparable from it: “Nine-tenths of the world’s beauty was given to Jerusalem.” Beauty like that is not the norm, and it has its own unique language. “The stones of Eretz Israel -–the Land of Israel-- shine like gold.” And they are shining here, visibly, also with their own language. When you enter Jerusalem, you learn these languages effortlessly, and you learn things you never knew before, things that need to be heard. Your tongue is uncleaved and you are ready to speak.

Plug: For more about Varda's collages, please contact her at (until we put up a blog of her pictures).

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

The Race is Rigged (המרוץ הוא מבוים)

Listen, the race is rigged. I know because my old friend Reb Shia told me, and he never lied to me in the 40 years that I knew him, and in the 50 years before I knew him he never lied to anyone else, not even himself.

He told me just before he passed from this world, there in his hospital room. When he saw me, he waited not a second before opening and telling me one of his "never-lies," like this:

"The race ends here. Believe me. There are only two horses in this race, and they don't have those foolish names they usually give race horses because this race is for real. Here, their names are Visible and Invisible.

"There are plenty of times you have to ride Visible, you can't help it. But listen to me: put your money on Invisible. Only one in a million people will bet on him. Be one of them. And I'm telling you a secret that is true without a doubt: The race is rigged. Only Invisible will make it to the finish line and into the winner's circle. That's set up from the beginning.

"Almost everyone bets on Visible. He's easy to see. And Invisible doesn't make it easy for us. He has a mind and a logic of his own. Sometimes, like his name, he can't even be seen on the track. He takes off on his own and everyone thinks the race is over and are ready to crown Visible as the winner.

"But then Invisible shows up again, mystifying everyone. What they don't understand is that while seeming to be off-track, he has been in The Place of Many Treasures, and those who were riding him went with him and had the time of their life.

"I haven't the strength left any more to tell you about that place, but FIND IT! Remember, no matter how much time you need to spend riding Visible, open your eyes and look for Invisible and take every chance you can to get back on him. If you don't know how to see him, learn how. Keep your money on him, increase your bet on him. Not only will the ride be better, but you're guaranteed to get to the finish line and into the winner's circle, crowned with flowers, rewarded with treasure beyond belief, and applauded by the ones who count.

"Listen, my friend, the race is rigged, and you’ll win if you put your money on Invisible. You've been my good friend and I have to tell you. Who should know if not me, now, right here? It's as clear as can be, as beautiful as can be. I always thought it might be that way, but now I know. Go for it!" 

What is there to say after being given an inheritance like that? That was my friend, Reb Shia, ז"ל, whose memory, I've seen, is for a blessing.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

The Resounding Silence -- Updated

A father answers the questions of his child and they are happy together, in joyful dialogue.
Then the child asks a question, and the father must think deeply—not just for the answer, but to reach to the essence of this answer so he may bring it to the world of his child. For a long while, the father is quiet.
And so, the child becomes anxious and begins to cry. “Father, where are you? Why do you no longer talk to me? Why have you deserted me for your own thoughts?”
And then the father begins to speak, but this time it is the deepest core of his mind that flows into the mind and heart of the child. Such a flow that with this the child, too, may become a father.
The child is us. The time of silence is now.
When the spirit of Man is dark, when the flow gates of Above seem all but sealed, prepare for liberation.
          --Rabbi Tzvi Freeman

We are that child asking the father, Abba, we look around and we can’t believe what we’re seeing. It defies belief. Everyone is asking, “Can you believe it? Who would have imagined?!” Abba, tell us! In a world where everything seems to be defying belief, what are we supposed to do?!”

A silence like that is a wall. And the whole point of these days before the 9th of Av is that the wall is not yielding so fast. We can't say that it's impossible right now to sense the Will of the Master of the World, but we know that it's not easy, to express it mildly.

So I yield before the obstacles. I accept that I am that child in the story and not only can't I hear the voice of the father today, I can't even understand or express anything about that. I can't speak of the beauty or the grandeur of that silence. 

But then, I find that something amazing has happened: The obstacles now have been so forcefully present and unyielding that that itself has brought a revelation of its own. During these three weeks, something astounding has gradually become apparent to me: My obstacles, those of this period of the calendar, and those of my life until today, are now so very visible, standing there obstinate and unbending, and I see them so clearly in front of me, that they are no longer a threat. They are simply my traveling companions. I can work with companions.

The Piasczener Rebbe, ztzal, writes in his sefer, Tzav V'Ziruz, that "Not only the hiddenness, God's apparent absence, did I see but I have seen both the concealment and the revelation: I saw that the dark secret itself is the revealment." (From the English translation).

Illusion ceases to play its game when you can grab it. Its whole power lies in its inability to be grasped. In these three weeks, illusion thinks that it's carrying the day, so much so that it stands up in all its glory, hiding behind nothing, certain that it will frighten us and stop us. What it doesn't understand is that that in itself is it's very downfall.

We see you now, and we're not afraid. You've been unmasked. We may even thank you for being there all this time because it seems that we weren't ready to live without you until now. But you can fade away now. We don't need you anymore. Your time has passed.

To sum up: A friend wrote yesterday, after reading what I had written here: The silence is definitely deafening, and yet in my head and in my ears I hear a BIG NOISE of change. 

Friday, July 29, 2016

It's All Prophecy, the Precious Lights

“Every candle lit for a mitzvah (such as the Shabbos candles, Chanukah, in a synagogue, etc.) is extremely holy. If we would have ruach ha Kodesh (Holy Seeing – The energy that enables us to see deeply into and beyond what the eyes are seeing), we would perceive the future when we light the candles, because the candles lit for a mitzvah tell prophecies. They are like when the prophet would speak (and tell us) what he heard…”
--Rabbi Tzvi Hirsh Koidanover, (d. 1712), an eminent Talmudic, legal, and kabbalistic master, author of Kav HaYashar, an ethical-kabbalistic work.

I learned about this in Chanukah and since then I place the candles that my wife lights on Shabbos in a place where I will be able to have constant view of them. I have found a way to have the oil remain until the morning. When I walk into the room the first thing on Shabbos morning, they are there, surprising me each time with their brightness, coming into my vision as they do after a dark night.

I go to their place. I sit with them. I say brochas (blessings) in front of them. When I feel like it I sing and I say Tehillim (Songs of King David) and always, I look at them. And if I stay longer, I start to ask myself, What are these lights all about? What can they show me, teach me, lead me to, bring me into? Will I discover a new world there, a new way of seeing reality, a new language? Will I understand the language, even be able to speak it?

I look at them more, each one of them, all of them. They’re there for me, for each one of us, created exclusively for each individual. They will dance their exquisite dance, play their exquisite song for me, and tell me what I need to hear, what I have been waiting to hear. They ask only one thing: That I be willing to allow my neshoma, my soul, to be present.

It sounds simple enough, but can I do it? All they ask for is my neshoma. And in return, if I am willing to wait for their timing, they present a vision and sing a song. Coming from these lights, my lights, I recognize the vision and the song as unmistakably mine. And they are speaking in a language I understand, without words.

A note on the opening quotation: A contemporary Chasidic teacher comments: “We don’t perceive these prophecies but we must know that the candles are speaking to us…and on some level our soul does perceive the messages. What the candles tell us make an impression in the depths of our sub-conscious and soul.”

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Towards Seeing Everything We Need to See

Through the building of King David's burial place
I am envisioning this blog as a painting in process. If I had experience in working with paints, I would do that and love it. But, as it is, I work with words. To my eyes, they create pictures which contain all possible configurations and colors. 

In our Vision Improvement Process, we have eye charts because we are also seeking physical improvement. But instead of ABC's, we have a picture of Jerusalem, often more than one, in front of us. It's not only used for diagnosis, as most eye charts are, but also for vision healing and vision improvement on all levels.

"Nine-tenths of the world's beauty was given to Jerusalem." Beauty like that is not the norm, and it has its own unique language.
"The stones of Eretz Yisroel (the Land of Israel) shine like gold."  And they are here, visibly, also with their own language.
Artists say there is a special quality of light here.
Scientists say that the measurement of light --lumens-- is highest in Israel and one other place in the world. That's good, but what they can't measure is the particular light here which is beyond their measuring devices.

I am writing because words are art for me, and they can change things, as all true art can.

And I am writing because these are the days of Mashiach, the Redeemer. I heard these words from Rabbi Ezriel Tauber and others: "These are the days of Mashiach. The person of Mashiach will come soon, but these are the days of Mashiach."

Therefore, everything has unprecedented potential now. With our true craftsmanship whether it's with paints, wood, stone, words, shoes, tailoring, or any other area of life, and life itself, we can actually engrave on the fabric of reality and changes will follow, changes that we have never seen before.

The ark of Noach (Noah) is called a teva in the Torah. That is also one of the words for the word word. All kinds of pictures can be painted from that. Words, like an ark, can ride above the waters that tend, more and more often these days, to flood in on us and all-too-often make us think only in terms of survival, using only survival words, like “What can we do? Just pray. Learn more Torah. We know that in the end we’ll win. That’s guaranteed so we just have to wait.”

I don't wait nine months to give out an insight I come up with, as is recommended by some sages. The very day I find something I try to give it away. So I hear the above refrain time after time after time. That’s fine. I also pray and learn Torah. I also know that in the end we’ll win, but I don’t feel I want to wait long enough to fulfill one of the curses that is said will happen in the days before Mashiach comes: “People will say, ‘We have no one to rely on except our Father in Heaven.’” A strange curse, that. That’s what we’re always supposed to be saying. The answer given is that when we say it in the days of great turmoil before Mashiach, it will be coming from yiush, desolation and giving up, feeling that we are powerless to affect the outcome. And almost everywhere I go, people --good people-- are buying into that, but I can't, no matter how many people around me are buying it. 

So I created this blog. I hope it will be a painting with a canvas that unfolds. I have not yet gotten to the point where I am completely comfortable in this medium called a Blog, even though I've written in a number of different venues. 

In any case, now I'm writing this blog. I've gathered my evidence over the years and I'd like to put it out there.

Some possibilities:
* The Unique Role Given to Craftsmen in These Days.
* Vision Improvement - "The Way of Chasidus is the Way of the Eyes." (Rabbi Shloime Twerski, ztzal, of Denver)
* There Will Always Be Giants and They are Us: Seeing Our Way to Becoming Giants as We Enter the Land.
* The Artist in us as the DEW Line: Distant Early Warning.
* Breaking Stories that never find their way to press, but can't stay hidden for much longer. They don't need to hide behind the lattices much longer and are becoming more and more visible as the lattices are raised. 
Ten Hasagas -Graspable Concepts- That Will Change the Future of the World (Ours Included) when we Get Them Right.
* Seminar: The Difference We Are and the Difference We Can Make.
* Seminar: Shalom Bayis (Peace in the Home and in the World) in Mashiach-Times 2017/5777.
* Installments of the Dictionary of Hasagas for Mashiach-Times From 2017/5777 Until the Next Edition.
* The Legend of the Safe, the Stone, and the Staff: Unlocking the safe containing our legend, the one we didn't even know we had, lifting the stone off the well of living waters, and raising the staff as the way opens for us. 
* Towards The Land Where All is Found, including, hopefully, the solutions to the unprecedented most pressing and most puzzling situations we face today. 
* The Enigma: The great Rabbi known as the Chazon Ish (d.1952) opens one of his important books, "Trust and Faith," with this, talking of the person who confronts the great enigma honestly: The world before him seems to be a hidden wondrous enigma (riddle) which captivates his heart, leaving no ambition other than solving this puzzle. This solution absorbs his soul…His soul becomes disoriented, mourning and yearning to comprehend this secret and know its root.
* The Language of the Candles: Seeing It, Hearing it and Speaking it.
* Conscious Seeing.
* What You Can Find When You're Skating at the Edge of the Pond, such as this by R. Tzvi Freeman: "Every little nuance counts when you're on the edge of what's possible." 

I may not do all of these, but probably will. The possibilities are endless. These are only a few. Something we're not quite getting seems to be crucial at this point in time, and if we will learn to use our eyes well, we can see everything we so very much need to see. That was told to me by a Kabbalist in whose synagogue I used to pray and who let me know that he didn't appreciate my staring at him to try and find what was going on with him by answering a question of mine in a way that didn't seem to be at all related to what I was asking: "If a person will not look where he is not supposed to look, and will only look where he is supposed to look, he can see everything!" 

I don't know if I got the lesson because I'm still looking, but I do have a better idea where it's found, or at least where it won't be found. For one thing, it might be found in the area of the impossible, as R. Tzvi Freeman so eloquently brings: "We are not here to do the possible...We are here to achieve the impossible: To teach the world tricks it thinks it cannot do. To bring into its boundaries that which it cannot contain. To make the blind see, the deaf hear, darkness shine. To make everyday business into mystic union. To rip away the facade of the world and cause it to confess its conspiracy with the Divine."

If enough of us care,  (and who can't care these days if we will just extend our physical vision a little bit further and wider than our present boundaries?) we can do it.