Friday, May 27, 2016

The Good Life

Bose headphones and Alaska and loud music in my ears,
Stuffed Koby and a wooden desk and movies of good tears.
Words to write up any day, moment or mind-shift,
Smiles, jokes and inner rock for every mood to lift.

I'm blessed in my hunger, on my blankets and my all.
And I've just been reminded every leap comes from a fall.

Calm Fire

a calm fire is in my soul
raging without sound or rage
jumping leaping totally still
bursting out with peaceful will

dance, black hats, dance
reach out and take the joy
sing your songs of years and yearn 
teaching all what they don't learn

speed and heat, frenetic power
there here there here where
raging without sound or rage
a calm fire is in my soul

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

The Date of Moshiach's Arrival

If it was golus, we'd argue over time zone truths, secretly at best, openly and ferociously at worst.
But it won't be golus, so we'll all happily, peacefully and gracefully agree without anyone feeling rejected or compromised.

O how sweet Redemption will be. How very sweet indeed.

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Some (of the zillion) Stuff I'm Grateful For

My sneakers and my laptop. My room. My desk. My window to the street. My job. My students. My coworkers and my free use of the copy machine. My free use of car, wifi, washing machine and dryer (all big sizes). Nice weather to hang up clothes outside. Free pool nearby. My boxing gym so close and cozy. Souvenirs from a million places. Having been in the coolest places. Backpacking trips, with and without friends. 3 day camel trip in the Rajasthan desert of India. Dressing up like locals in Marrakesh, Morocco. Villages and like-villages and freezing mountaintops in Azerbaijan. Full day ice climbing in Matanuska Glacier in Alaska. Amtrak train across the USA. My ability to write. My smile. My glasses. My hair. My friends and my cousins. My fingers and my toes. My seforim. My chavrusas. Having lived all over the world. Eretz Yisroel. Eretz Yisroel. Eretz Yisroel. Having a Rebbe. Having the Lubavitcher Rebbe as my Rebbe. Having a dollar from the Rebbe. Getting guidance from the Rebbe. Blessed and cherished and loved by Hashem.