Monday, November 11, 2013

Two miracles!

Chedvi's text and Doron's email!

Ha on the one night this year I go to bed at 9:30pm ;)

Any thunder you hear this week is the Laughter of Gd.

Sorry, world; I made a plan.

Thursday, November 07, 2013

I am needle, watch me sew.

Okay, it's time for the needle. 

You are G‑d’s needle with which He sews the many patches of Creation into a single garment for His glory.
At one end, the needle must be hard and sharp, to squeeze through the ordeal. But the other end must have a vacant hollow, a nothingness with which to hold the thread.

With the world, be firm and sharp. Within, feel how small you are before the Infinite.   -Daily Dose by Tzvi Freeman

I am trying to sew a reality of Jewish unity and also a pride in Shlichus. Dearest Creator of mine, please be so kind as to push me through (er I specified "kindly" eh?).

Thanks :)

Tuesday, November 05, 2013



My behavior is appalling. No, not the Johnny type. (Though possibly that too.)

I wanna beat myself up. And I usually run from violence.

What the heck is wrong with me?? Why do I feel like staying in bed the next 2 weeks rather than working on my book?

Is it, perhaps, as Professor Scott explained? Probably.

I feel like a huge baby :((

Before There Was Man

Before there was man, there was a lion.

The lion was gentle and strong. Oddly, many did not care for the lion even though the lion cared for them all. The lion did not know of the grapes flowing on a grassy patch but the lion shared his food and his skills and his soul. He's king of the wild.

Man came, all civilized, and the enamored population all but forgot about the lion. Man was good, so that's okay, but the lion's roar echoed in some hearts. But possibly he was roaring to himself.

And then, thousands of years later (or possibly earlier), a Swedish library houses the birth of recognition.