Back from Bais Chana? Never.

After a month without blogging,
my last post and this one are incredibly connected.
The Rebbe’s vision. Redemption. Bais Chana.

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I'm back from a very intense, enlightening, growth-filled and soul-lifting month that was the Bais Chana teen program.

When I came to my window seat on the plane, I asked the two passengers in my row it they would rather have my seat, since I never manage to sleep on planes. They both declined, and when I took my seat, I feel right asleep. When I woke up during landing, the man sitting next to me said, “Well, you slept well for someone who never sleeps on planes.”

I just smiled.

It’s been a while since I’ve exerted so much of my body and soul energy. I am physically exhausted, that’s for sure.

But the soul… it’s different. The more you exercise the soul, the better it breathes. The more alive it feels. And apparently, you can put a thousand pound boulder on it, and it will still kick.

Bais Chana was full of soul-kicking young women. After spending time with them, life will never be the same. It can’t.

There’s so much I want to share, but it seems like words just weren’t created to describe experiences with such a high soul-involvement.

All of it has sped right to my core. Nothing is left untouched. The knowledge, the hopes, the fears, the laughs, the tears - they will seep through everything that exists in my future, starting now.