in the already convoluted and appendaged road of her sojourn......
And this particular path was strewn with jewels...
red rubies...green emeralds....and sapphires of an outlandish blue...
And she remembered the old Rebbe when she was a young girl...
likening Judaism itself to a road of jewels...
He had made the point that we "pick up as many as we can",,,
but that it's virtually impossible to pick up EVERYTHING....
that RELIGION is fluid....a living thing....
that we PICK and CHOOSE in a way...
And she thought of her own CLEARLY 'LEONINE' qualities...
of her extraordinarily, REGENERATIVE abilities....
of the 9 lives of a cat really....
And she smiled as she sipped on her Caramel Macchiato...
and reflected on the UNEXPECTED and serendipitous events of the day....
and so it went...
