Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Hours of the Two Shek Store



















Second-hand clothing (some brand new, tag still on), people donate and all proceeds go to needy families.
Everything is 2 ש"ח!!! Skirts, shirts, pants, coats... Oh wait, some stuff are not. Like scarves. Those are only 1 ש"ח each! מטורף!

Location: Kiryat Arba. Near the bank (where you tremp to Chevron). In a caravan.

Peace with Omri??!

Ooh ooh ooh! I think we're makin shalom with Omri!
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesh!
I'm so happy he was back at Jilber!

This is unbelievable. Amazing! The little and the small suppressed rage, hurt and disappointment that I thought conquered, is only now being slain. This is wonderful, wonderful, wonderful. B"H!

My Night With Shoshana :D (x5329)

Oy that was so so funny.

LolEDingLol for hours n hours n hours....

Happy sigh :)

Monday, March 28, 2011

Waiting For Him To Buzz Off

"I threatened him. We should be receiving his long 'three word' response, shortly."

Delicious Hebron Moments!

1) Waking up Chajij the pure.

2) Mordechai telling them if they bring in לוחמות, Chava ought to be one of em.

3) Eliyahu calling out my name excitedly, running over to me and allowing me to give him a big hug and then swing him around widely.

4) Benaya: "...כשהיית אמריקאית"

haaaaaaaaaaa! the twestival was AWESOME!!

Friday, March 25, 2011

Jerusalem Bus Bombing Victims

According to Naomi Ragen on March 25, 2011, here is a list of those still hospitalized from the recent bus bombing in Jerusalem along with their Hebrew names compiled by Torah.org. Please add them to your prayers.

Ad Shapira – Ad is 18 years old and just about to complete high school. She suffered light orthopedic injuries and is in good condition in hospital.

Daniel Yehuda ben Rachel Nurit – Daniel is 13 years old, and suffered lacerations and shrapnel injuries to his lower extremities, and is likely to be released from the hospital before Shabbat.

David Amoyal – David is the owner of the snack stand next to the bus stop. He told everyone to run away and then called the police, and was on the phone with them when the bomb exploded. He suffered injuries to his legs and feet and lower body. He is in moderate condition.

Elchanan Ovadia ben Alona – Elchanan is 14 years old, and suffered serious injuries to his feet. One ankle and three of his toes were crushed. He has had one operation and will require more surgery. He will likely be in the hospital at least 2-3 weeks.

Leah Bracha bat Shoshana Batya – is a 19-year-old seminary student. She suffered burns to her legs and arms as well as serious shock.

Natan Daniel ben Shulamit – a 17-year-old student who is in serious condition. He suffered massive internal injuries and has had a number of internal organs removed.

Netanel ben Shlomit – Netanel is 18 years old and works as a security guard at the bus station. He was injured in the abdomen had surgery. He is now recuperating in the hospital.

Odelia Nechama bat Michal – suffered serious head injuries and is in intensive care. Her life is still in danger.

Sasson ben Shulamit – This is the second time Sasson has been injured in a terrorist attack in Jerusalem. He suffered lower body injuries and serious post-traumatic symptoms. His wife is pregnant with their fifth child and suffering from panic and fear. Her name is Nechama bat Shoshana Shama.

Shilo ben Ofra – Shilo is 15 years old, and suffered burns and fractures to his legs and lower abdomen. He is sedated in intensive care.

Shaindel bat Raizel – Another seminary (post high school) girl learning in Israel this year was operated on last night from the Jerusalem bombing yesterday. This new name came from the Har Nof list.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Stuck, by Simon Jacobson

So I read this article ages ago and kept it unread in my inbox and keep forwarding it to myself so I see "Stuck" on my front page, and though I've long forgotten the details of the article, I do remember it claimed we are never stuck, and I need that jolting reminder quite often, so that's good :)

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Today's Daily Dose

Last night's events were a miracle. Plain and simple.

Daily Dose
Normal Miracles
Adar II 11, 5771 · March 17, 2011

These things people call amazing coincidences, synchronicity, small miracles -- this is the way the world is supposed to work.
It is only that the world is in slumber, like a sleeping person who does not see, does not hear, does not speak -- so that nothing distinguishes his head from his feet, his heart from his brain. So too, the world lies deep in a dream where anything is possible, but nothing seems to have a goal. Where only chaos reigns.
It takes only one person to open his eyes, his ears, his mind and his heart and the objects of this world fall into place and work together as a single whole. Synchronized. As they were meant to be.

From the wisdom of the Lubavitcher Rebbe, of righteous memory; words and condensation by Rabbi Tzvi Freeman.

Life As I Know It

Helps me a lot. Thank you dear woman. Sabkutch m'lega. And if you thrived, not only survived, I definitely can, too.

Rami Levi: "I will deliver food to you (Fogels) until youngest orphan turns 18."

Rami Levi, the controlling owner of one of the country’s largest supermarket chains, not only joined thousands of others who visited the surviving members of the Fogel family to comfort them in mourning – he also stocked their shelves and refrigerator with food.
“You will have to get used to my face,” Levi told the mourners and friends. I have committed myself that every week I will deliver food and stock your home until the youngest orphan turns 18 years old."

Condolences for the Fogel family of Itamar, in Samaria, can be offered by accessing this web page: http://fogelfamilyguestbook.blogspot.com/

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Thanks to Ruti for alerting me bout this tzadik's latest act.

When Ye Do The Right Thing:

The good thing about doing the right thing is that even when it's tough, annoying, disappointing, boring, anti-climactic, stressful, embarrassing, costly or nerdyyyyyyyyy at LEAST you know, deep down, you are doing the right thing. And THAT is not something you can argue about!

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Image: Slumped Over The Beach Railing

I turned around, shielding my eyes, for one last glance.
You were slumped over the beach railing, defeated.

It was a strange, chillingly delightful and frighteningly powerful sight.
Surreal Experience.

How wonderful to have defeated you, and not my G-dly Soul.
I think I may have erred in my assumption of the past years that my G-dly Soul does not compare to my Animal one, in cunnigness. Apparently, my G-dly soul not only knows me (as does my Animal Soul), but he knows his rival, the Animal Soul, too. He one ups him VERY often. Nice, NefeshElokis. Niiiiiice.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Avenging-and Undoing-The Fogels' Death

This Shabbos is the 13th of Adar, the day that Haman planned to annihilate our entire nation. In response, Mordechai, the leader of the Jewish people, gathered together 22,000 children in one city and taught them Torah. Because of this G-d protected us throughout the world.

This Shabbos let us avenge Fogel family's death. The Fogels were involved in chinuch their entire lives. They lived in danger protecting our borders both in Gush Katif, before getting thrown out and later moved to Itamar. They were killed Al Kiddush Hashem in the line of duty. They just finished a children's program in their home right before they were murdered.

Let us carry on their legacy.

This Shabbos, assemble as many children as you can and teach them. Gather your children, your neighbor's children, your neighborhood children=whoever you can.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

The Playground in Nitzan

Sunday Morning.

I just got a phone call from "Yedidya, m'hamishtara". Recognized the voice immediately as belonging to the police, but didn't know which one it was. Not that I cared.
"So, what's new", he asks. "Did you see him, did anyone else see him?"
In my disgusted shock, I could manage no more than a mumbled "no".
"Ok" he continues, with just the perfect blend of false concern and cheeriness, "well, let us know if you do. And we'll update you if anything changes on our part."

All the bitterness, rage, weariness and hurt that I thought gone, came back.
Full force.
Chest and stomach pains.

I recall my post from a few days ago, my conclusion/realization that Hashem does everything He does to me out of extreme love, but it still hurts. I try to concentrate on the Purim candies in my hand, "תן חיוך הבל לטובה" is boldy splashed all over the wrapper. It helps, it helps, but not enough.

I go to Nitzan's playground to Daven.

The play structure has been transplanted from Nevei Dekalim. Only some of the bullet holes have been filled.

I sit on a low bench. A young couple with their two children arrive. Typical merriment ensues.

I think hard.

They moved on. They were hit MUCH harder than I was and by A LOT more people than I was and they still come to the park and play.

I consider requesting a hug from the young mother.

I start wandering, lost in my thoughts. I stumble in a small sand ditch. The sudden loss of balance shocks me, causing me to feel much more angst than necessary. An impish grin appears on my face when I realize I was being silly for feeling so nervous from the small, completely insignificant, fall.

Aha. Life is full of sand ditches. Don't overreact, chava'le.
G-d is g-u-i-d-i-n-g you.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Religious-Zionist Youth to Join the Police

Wow this article jumps out at me. Like the last paragraph details, my reaction is divided. Hopeful yet grim. Either way, whatever. Who cares. This country is going down. Down down down.* Sure, to bring about better days, but till then... :(

By Hillel Fendel (israelnn.com)
It wasn’t planned this way, but just days after police shot pneumatic bullets at outpost residents and then lied about it – according to witnesses who were there – an agreement has been signed paving the way for groups of Torah students to join the ranks.
Groups of 25 religious students who spent a year in a pre-military Torah academy will be able to sign up for a special 3.5-year course leading to positions among the police officer ranks. The students will also come out with field work experience and a B.A. degree.

The man behind the idea is Nechi Eyal, chairman of the Legal Forum for the Land of Israel, who conceived and brought about the agreement in his capacity as one of the heads of the Elisha Pre-Military Yeshiva Academy (mekhina). The academy is located in N’vei Tzuf in western Binyamin, 20 kilometers southeast of Petah Tikva.
“The idea has been in the works for three years,” Eyal told Israel National News, “and the negotiations with the police have not been easy. It’s a very detailed program, involving how many weeks the students will be in their police studies, when and for how long they will return to the mekhina, where they will be stationed, which departments of the police they will work with, and more.”

“The police, for their part, wanted to know why our students should be treated as a group,” Eyal said, “and not as individuals, like any other person who wants to join the police. We had to explain that for our students, this is a quantum jump; they are not accustomed to dealing with the ‘clientele’ that the police have to work with – criminals, family violence, and the like…"
"But the police realize that they can gain twice in coming towards us in this: They will get quality manpower, and it will help decrease the strong existing tensions between them and the religious-Zionist public.”

“This is a very long-term process,” Eyal explains. “The pre-military academies have been around for 25 years, and only now are we really seeing the fruits – religious officers in all levels of the IDF command - and there is still more to go! The same with the police, but only harder: If we want to have an influence on the country and on the police, we have to be there.”
Eyal said that after his son was seriously injured during the extreme police violence at Amona five years ago, “I was very angry at the police. I did all sorts of things: Polls and surveys showing that the public has no confidence in the police, filed suits in court against specific policemen, and lots of things - but in the end, when I took stock of what I had done, I saw that I actually accomplished relatively little in terms of making a real difference. I realized that I had to work differently in order to make a real change.”

“Each student candidate will have to undergo two tests,” Eyal said. “One is from the police, to see if they wish to accept him – and one is from us, the mekina, to see if he has the necessary strength of character to face the difficult challenges that surely await him. We are very aware of the mode of behavior in the police that is very different than that to which our students are accustomed – but we hope that in the end, there will be a change, and the type of violence that we saw last week in Gilad Farm, for instance, will be very rare, if at all.”
The students will chiefly work in the fields of patrol, detective work, and investigations.

Police Commissioner Dudi Cohen called the initiative a “strategic project.” Rabbis such as Rabbi Shlomo Aviner of Beit El have endorsed the project, and Eyal says he has a list of other supportive rabbinic personalities that he will soon publicize. "Many other mekhinot and their rabbis support us, and in fact, we signed the agreement as their representatives." He admitted that students are not yet jumping at the opportunity, though some have already signed up.
Within the religious-Zionist sector, opinion is divided. Those who object to the new plan feel that just as the attempt to effect a “friendly takeover” in the army did not stop the Disengagement, so too this new initiative will simply lead to a small group of token “skullcaps” in the police who will be forced and pressured to carry out orders not to their liking.
Eyal, in response: “Those who feel this way are short-sighted. This is the only way to effect a change, though it might take a long while.”

*Excuse the display of negativity, pessimism and general dislike towards my dear home and family. It's been a rough, let's see, twelve days now. 8-) (calvin smile)

G-d Is The Real Chief of Police

Thus, I need not fear eternal injustice.

The policemen here lied. (and they are continuing to do so).
The soldiers here lied (unless the police lied about what the soldiers said).
Even the freakin Arab neighbor lied. ("even"?? unfortunately, yeah)

If G-d wants him caught, he'll be caught.
If He doesn't, well he won't be.

But it was never just about catching him. Of revenge.
It was about everything else surrounding it. Even then, that evening, the trauma was mainly from the makot and havganot achar kach.
And the days afterward? It was still not about catching him or getting revenge. It was about the helplessness as days slipped by, fading my memory, and then the realization that it was due to the police's apathy.

And now?

I still don't need him caught. I merely want truth. I want truth alone to ring out in these hills. I want clear open hearts and mouths. Free of falsehood, free of sin. I want honesty and goodness to stand between us. I want us to try our best, working on the same side, looking towards the same goal.

I want justice in the form of truth, not revenge.

Oh! I just got an "...אני מקשיב"; some dark puffs of anger are dissipating.
But not enough.
G-d help me!!

You are, You are. You're the real Police Chief and the real Army Chief here. You run this world. You make sure everything is just, and even more than that, benign.

You're also my friend. A great friend. You understand my bitterness, my anger, my frustration, my hate. You know exactly what caused each emotion. My sadness makes You ache.

Everything is going according to Your plan. Your plan that You have devised in Your intense love for me-Your only child born in Your old age. You have decided which documents should be signed and you have decided which files should stay open. You have assigned soldiers to their posts and reassigned them when You saw fit. You set clocks, answer phones, close doors. You, and never a mass of flesh and blood, run this production.

You know the truth.
You will never be fooled.
You read the hearts and minds of all, and You love me boundlessly.

I must always remember this. I must always remember that You walk with me at night and at day. You not only walk at my side, but you walk inside me. We're attached. And just as You know how to take care of Yourself, You know how to take care of me. And You are; You are taking care of me. Every nanosecond. And You are taking care of me with love and with wisdom.

Discussion over :)

Wednesday, March 09, 2011

Tuesday, March 08, 2011

The Game of Chess [explained Chassidicly]

Once, at a Sabbath gathering (farbrengen in Yiddish), in 1948, the Rebbe, in recognition of the presence of Sammy Reshevsky (world-famous chess master), explained the spiritual meaning behind the chess game.

The Chess Game

There is one king. All of the other pieces revolve around him and their entire mission is to protect and serve him. G-d is the King, all else was created by Him, given the opportunity to connect to His truth and to serve Him.

The queen represents the feminine manifestation of the divine, known as the "shechinah," intimately involved with every aspect of creation, granting vitality and substance to every existence. The queen is the most practically affective piece, often sent into the lines of fire, even placed in danger. Likewise, G-d risks His own dignity, as it were, by investing Himself in every creature and existence, subjecting Himself to the vicissitudes of the human condition.

Then there are bishops, rooks, and knights. They are swift, free, not limited by the squares immediately surrounding them; they can "fly" around freely, without constraints. These are symbolic of the angels-in their three mystical categories we discuss in the daily morning services, "seraphim," "chayos" and "ofanim," represented by the bishops, rooks, and knights.

In order for there to be free choice in the world, there are two teams, the white and the black. One team representing G-dliness and holiness; the other team representing everything antithetical to G-dliness and holiness. The teams are engaged in fierce battle. And for the confrontation to be meaningful each team contains, at least on the surface, all the properties contained in the opposite team. Both teams pretend to have a king, queen, bishops, rooks and knights.

Finally, there are the pawns. They are very limited in their travel, moving only one step at a time, only in a singular direction, and they constantly get "knocked off." But... when they fight through the "board," arriving at their destination, they can be promoted even to the rank of the queen, something that the bishop, rook or knight can never achieve.

The Pawn represents the human being living down here on earth. We humans take very small steps, and we are so limited in every aspect of our journey and our growth. We also constantly make mistakes and get "knocked down." But when man perseveres, and overcomes the angst and despair of his or her own failings and mortality, when we fight the fight to subdue darkness and to reveal the presence of the "king" within our own bodies, our own psyches and the world around us-the human being surpasses even angels; the pawn is transformed into a queen! The human life reunites with its source above, the queen, the Shechinah, experiencing the deepest intimacy with the King Himself.

The bishops, rooks, and knights, though spiritually powerful and angelic, are predictable, and limited by their role. There is no room for real promotion, no substantive growth, no radical progression. Yes, they fly around, but only within their own orbit. The angels on high, as well as the soul alone on high, before entering the body, are powerful yet confined by their own spiritual standing. It is the limitations of the human person that stimulate his or her deepest growth. The limits of our existence create friction, causing us to strain against the trials and disappointments of life.


(From Rabbi YY Jacobson)

Sunday, March 06, 2011

Bless You, Samadi!

May You take comfort in the fact that Elokim is still on the throne and in control despite what may be. He will supply our needs for His storehouse is inexhaustible. Come into the Throne room and drink in the Words of Torah from the Mouth of HaShem! And when you leave after Shabbat to pick up your things, you will notice your burden is lighter!

-Naomi & Avraham

On Friendship

"But I guess, at the end of the day-and every day has an end-it's better to be a good friend, than to have a good friend."
-Mion N. Currejmint

Thursday, March 03, 2011

What the Torah says about [my current] fear:

Captivity begins by believing that you are small and the world is big.

Once you believe that, next you are likely to believe it will step on you, and you fear it.

And then you come to obey it, then to run after it. And then you are it’s slave, thirsting for water for the soul but not even able to remember where to look for it.

To fear the world is to deny the Oneness of its Creator.


(Tis Tzvi Freeman, once again, who has taken the Rebbe's holy words and shared it with us in his daily dose of wisdom)

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

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Tuesday, March 01, 2011

FOR SALE: White female horse. 11 years old. Calm and easygoing, suitable for adults or children. 3000 shek. Comment here if interested in buying.

Brother of The Poster Girl

Didn't end up speaking to him tonight. I'm pretty sure he was one of them outside the house but I dunno. First I couldn't because a police jeep was in sight, then one of the female caravan'ers was talking to me* and then I had to wait for the Slav workers (lolll מאכלת) to finish, and by that time I was just too tired. Nu. Hopefully tomorrow. If I still care..

*"כל הכבוד לך" she tells me. Why? Twas the first time in a very long time that the whole yishuv got together to do what they did, go where they went, say what they said, show what they felt...in unity and in prayer. Walla.