Thursday, April 28, 2011
So there I am, surrounded by curious tourists, slightly annoyed taxi drivers and nearly another hundred people. We stand waiting, hoping to soon be able to continue our day. We watch the man with the helmet walk courageously towards the bag. He is covered in some type of protective gear that I imagine would do very little in a close proximity explosion. Yet he alone, walks confidently over to the suspicious bag, ready to defuse the deadly weapon if needed. We all wait, wondering. Is it bomb? Will it go off? Is the man with the helmet going to be alive in the next few minutes? I watch as some Israelis, who clearly have wondered enough, try sneaking past the police in order to get on with what they were doing. They are stopped, and still we wait.
Thankfully, it is a false alarm, and just like that, the “hustle and bustle” of daily life continues.
The whole deal lasted about fifteen minutes. People missed their buses. Some came late to appointments. Life stopped temporarily because someone may have put a bag filled with explosives with the intention of spilling Jewish blood.
Such is the Land in which I live.
I live in a Land that we must go through metal-detectors to enter most malls, groceries, theaters, and of course any government buildings. I must pass through a checkpoint on the road going to my little settlement. Threats by my enemies to destroy my Land are heard every day. Many of my people have been slaughtered by enemies who are living in our midst. Bombs have been detonated, rockets have fallen, guns have been fired, and we are forced to live with the painful reality that some of the people who you see one day may be killed the next.
I live in a Land that is condemned by the world media. Even right now, there are many who believe where I am living is the “obstacle of peace” and I should leave. My Land is under constant pressure from the U.N. and the West.
I live in a Land that it is not uncommon to come home to my weeping mother who says pain-stricken: “We lost another Jew today.” As she utters these words I am forced once again to ride the “emotional rollercoaster.”
First, I will feel pain. Pain for the loss of yet another Jew; then there is rage mixed with hatred almost uncontrollable. I’ll try and cry but instead just punch the wall and curse the terrorists. Sometimes it can destroy my day and sometimes you just take it in like a weather report.
I’ll hate myself for not feeling the pain. How can I laugh at a time while the blood of the murdered is still wet? Yet, here I am smiling as if nothing has happened. I’ll wonder if I have become completely callus unable to feel anymore sorrow. I will become sickened by my feelings of apathy.
Then there are the rare times where they get inside of me. I’ll become filled with fear as the lights go out. I will lay in the dark, fists clenched, attentive to every sound. I’ll say the Shema with extra concentration, asking G-d to protect me even though I’m undeserving. I’ll try to convince myself that it won’t be me next, only to realize that the holy victims more than likely thought that too.
Such is the Land in which I live.
I live in a Land where sweet young fathers walk around with a gun at all times because the threat of an attack on their family is all too real. Parents warn their kids about hitch-hiking for the enemy has been known to dress up like a Jew in order to kid-nap one.
Our enemies rejoice when we are murdered. We can hear them when they dance over the deaths of Jews. We can smell the smoke as they burn our flag. I live completely surrounded by a bloodthirsty enemy who will give the lives of their entire family to kill a Jew. There have been nights I have heard a sound and leaped out of bed and grabbed the closest weapon available.
Such is the Land in which I live.
My Land is Eretz Yisrael and I will never leave. I live with a constant threat of death and it only makes me stronger. They will never break me. For 2000 years I was kept from feeling her soil beneath my feet. For 2000 years I couldn’t taste her air. I couldn’t swim in the Kineret, hike her beautiful hills, and see the sun set over her beaches. For 2000 years I wandered. Now, I have returned and my love for this Land is far greater than the enemies’ hatred for me and my people.
I am overjoyed to be living where my forefathers walked. I am excited to protect her borders from our enemies. I am proud to know that I am a living protest to all the anti-Semitism throughout history. I am strengthened by the many others who marched fearlessly into battle sometimes sacrificing their lives to defend this Land.
Most of all however, I am happy to know that when my grandchildren ask me if I was one of the Jews who came to this Land before it was safe, when there were people dying, when others were too afraid to come, I will be able to tell them: Yes. When they ask if I helped build the country and protected her I will be able to say: Yes.
I will tell my grandchildren stories of the courageous Jews who stayed here throughout time and fought for our homeland. I will tell them of Yonatan Netanyahu and of Roi Klein. I will tell of the simple Jews who after burying their murdered brothers and sisters would only strengthen their faith. I will tell them of the children who decided to continue to dwell in this Land even after their parents were slain. I will tell them about all the heroic Jews both in and out of uniform who, in the face danger, screamed “Am Yisrael Chai!”
I will know as they listen that they will also be proud of me…
Such is the Land in which I live.
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Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
by MITO HABE-EVANS
Take a look at this photo. Notice anything? Look closer.
Do you see him? Beijing-based artist Liu Bolin hides in plain sight. Literally. Wearing military fatigues painted to match the scene behind him, he hopes to get us thinking about how we are shaped by our physical, social and cultural environment.
"An individual today is more likely to be controlled by or even merged into their environment," he writes in an e-mail. With the ongoing series Hiding in the City, he wants to explore contemporary China, and to "draw people's attention to the relationship between the grand scale of cultural development and the role of a single individual."
Many of Liu Bolin's images show him standing against Chinese landmarks and walls painted with words. "Uniform thoughts and the promotion of certain educational ideas are written as slogans across the walls," he writes in an artist's statement. "In China, we get used to those slogans. I choose to camouflage my body into the environment so that people will pay more attention to the background's social property by erasing the meaning of my body as an individual."
In the U.S., a country that celebrates the individual, it's tempting to think we are above the influence of messages, either explicit or implicit, in our environment. As Liu Bolin disappears against such varied landscapes as Venetian canals, city infrastructure and shelves of soda pop, what emerges is a subtle suggestion that perhaps everything leaves a mark on us somehow.
So how does he manage to match the perspective of the scene behind him? Well, he doesn't work alone. He digitally imposes his portrait on an image of the scene so he can see what will have to be painted, and then his assistants do the actual work of painting him as he stands still, for 3 to 4 hours. "We pay attention to every single detail, every line and color," he writes.
You can watch the process in this video:
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Sunday, April 10, 2011
The portable Sanctuary built by the Children ofin the Sinai Desert--known as the or the " "--was inaugurated on the first day of the Hebrew month of of the year 2449 from creation (1312 BCE). Beginning on that day and continuing through the first twelve days of Nissan, each of the tribal leaders--the " "--of the twelve tribes of Israel brought inaugural offerings as the representative of his tribe.
It is our custom to commemorate the Mishkan's inauguration each year by reading, on each of these twelve days, the verses from thewhich describe the offerings of that day's . These verses are traditionally read after the morning prayers, but can be recited anytime throughout the day.
The reading is followed by a brief prayer, in which we say, "May it be Your will,my G‑d and G‑d of my fathers... that if I, Your servant, am from the tribe of ______ whose section of the Nasi I have read today in Your Torah, may all the holy sparks and holy illuminations that are included within the holiness of this tribe shine upon me, to grant me understanding and intelligence in Your Torah and my awe of You, to do Your will all the days of my life...."
On the thirteenth of Nissan, we read the totals of all the sacrifices, and then read about the kindling of the Tabernacle's-- the contribution of the priestly tribe of (which was not counted among the 12 tribes). The "May it be Your will..." prayer is not recited on this day.
The family of a 16-year-old critically wounded in an attack on a bus is calling on the public to pray. Daniel Viflic of Beit Shemesh remains in intensive care, and is fighting for his life.
“We ask that the entire Jewish people pray for the recovery of Daniel Aryeh ben Tamar,” relatives said.
LIVING WITH MOSHIACH #2078
Faith is not Enough
Chassidim say, “Self-sacrifice will give one the strength to jump off a roof, but all of the self-sacrifice in the world will not give one the strength to jump onto a roof. For that you must take the stairs.”
To achieve true and lasting spiritual growth and change, we must take the stairs. A leap of faith may be enough to begin the process of redemption, but Mashiach is a state of spiritual maturity that requires understanding. For that, we must take the stairs.
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Thursday, April 07, 2011
Wow just today I was taking three girls around Chevron and passing by the mosaic monument, I explained it, adding "I think it happened about ten years ago".
David Wilder April 05, 2011The second day of Nisan marks the tenth anniversary of the murder of ten-month old Shalhevet Pass, shot and killed by an Arab sniper from the Abu Sneneh hills in Hebron. That horrible event remains embedded in my memory, as if it were yesterday. I'll never forget my nine year old daughter, running, screaming, into my office, crying, "the baby was hit in the head and Yitzhak in the legs!"
The following in an interview with Yitzhak Pass, videoed in Hebrew, yesterday.
Q. Yitzhak Pass, yesterday you marked a decade to that terrible day – I remember it like it was yesterday – what about you?
osted Tuesday, Apr 5 2011 10:01pm in Chabad News, Rebbe's Advice
In memory of Rabbi Gavriel & Rebbetzin Rivkah Holtzberg HYD - Shluchim to Mumbai, India
I once asked someone who desired to shave his beard, why is it that in all pictures of Moshe and Aron drawn by artists, they always have beards. Regardless of the artist being a Jew or a non-Jew, one thing they always draw is a beard.
This fellow was an honest person, and he responded that it was indeed a good point. In fact, whenever he draws for himself a picture of a G-d fearing Jew, he draws him with a long beard, without it being trimmed at all.
Wednesday, April 06, 2011
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
Twas the perfect antidote to the missing "ak".
Friday, April 01, 2011
Ironically, he's the one who gave it to me.
I cried about this.