In the Beginning

by Rav Avraham Yitzchak Kook

And what is my constant yearning, or—better put—my set nature, the nature of my spirit and the flow of my thoughts? Only that of starting anew—“in the beginning.”

I always stand at the beginning.

There may be fragmented and confused particles of knowledge—but they will never put me at a remove from the primal point, upon which everything depends.

It is possible that there is something here of a weakness, that I am afraid of too much breadth.

But on the other hand, it is impossible to say that there isn’t a grain of hidden capability that is drawing me to delve into the beginning, into the start of everything, into the foundation of being, into the secret of existence, into the ideal of ideals, into that which is elevated and holy.

Chadarav, p. 126