We have been invited for Friday night by friends of a friend from Jerusalem, and decided to meet them at their shul – “The House of Love and Prayer” – the place where the followers of Rabbi Shlomo Carlebach get together to pray in Tzfat. We walked there under the pouring rain, on stone streets covered with rushing streems of water. When we got to where we thought it was, we could not find it, there was no signs, and no people – just an empty building… so we joined some people walking in opposite direction, and ended up in another Carlebach place – famous Beirav shul – a tiny historic stone shul, about as big as Americal living room. At first, there were just a few people, but then the place started to fill up with chasidim,  sephardim, yeshiva bachurs, people in shtrimels, bekeshes, jeans, sweatshirts, black hats. The women side got filled up as well – the room seemed to hold more people then phisically possible. Vast majority were very young people. The energy level was over 100%. People were jumping, dancing and singing even before Kabbalat Shabbat started. The whole service was masterfully directed by two older men with gray hair (about our age), who were able to unify everybody and give direction and focus to this youthful energy, sometimes starting a niggun, and sometimes breaking in with the short dvar torah, with every sentence in English and then Hebrew. After Maariv ended, the place emptied out, except Eber, me, and Moshe, who led the service. Eber felt immediate bond with him (possibly because they both have been running the shuls for many years…) We were fortunate to walk back with him, as Moshe happened to live next door to the people who invited us for Friday night dinner, as we did not know how to get there, since we never made it to the “House of love and prayer.”We had an excellent meal and great time with our hosts and their guests, all very interesting, unusual and remarkable people. Being in Tzfat, the Shabbos candles somehow arranged themselves im the shape of seven sephirot, as shown on the picture Eber took before we left the the house Friday night.