The story of a wise man, faced with a conundrum that could result in the death of a bird, and how taking care of our own spiritual fitness matters when it comes to helping those around us and the world.
When I was younger, I obsessed with what I would think of my life on my deathbed. I’ve come to think there is no real way to define the path. But the story of the mystic Rabbi Zusya and what he said on his death bed at least offers a kind of compass to follow.
Sometimes you can’t see the route to where you want to go from where you are. But if you just start moving–even if it turns out to be in the wrong direction–you will eventually change your vantage point see your destination and know your path.