Electrons are everywhere.
We can tap into them, invite them in through our skin.
But if someone has been ill for too long, compromised with immune disorders
and not able to create more that they use, then look to the scientists who came before.
They each discovered valuable information.
Some information so valuable that they were quieted.
They being names like Reicht, Tesla, Rapsamanecous, and other brilliant minds.
Or that Albert Einstein was not the most briliant mind around,
as he was marketed as. Would you believe that?
Like, it is believed Marilyn Monroe was silenced to protect JFK.
So I must sit back and wait and watch and know that few get to stand at the top of the mountain and look out and know.
I am blessed to be one of these few.
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
A New Year
A new year is an invitation from The Great Choreagrapher to begin a new and do things with correct intention.
What do you need to take that big first step forward so that you can reach the finish line with your dream?
If it is tangible, find it, get it, use it.
If it is more time, carve it out of your days.
If it is sacred time, seal it in your vision.
If it is family time, discuss it and find a way.
If it is financial, plan, save and sell to get it.
If it is community acceptance, ask the best and brightest for their advice and assistance.
If it is being in better shape, just do it.
If it is a new project. Map it out.
Whatever
you want or need now is the time to ask. G-d wants that we should ask.
Shmuel's mother Chana taught us this when she went to pray and the High
Priest, accused her of being intoxicated.
She
was intoxicated because her soul was pleading desperately for her son,
Shmuel, whom she was bestowed in return for her prayer that day, to give
birth to and take care of until he was weaned. Then she promised in
return to bring him back to the High Temple to serve G-d.
She was willing to make that "deal" for the privilege of bringing his Neshama forward into the world.
How
interesting that you are both Shmuel's. and I can say at one time or
another I have pleaded with G-d to that same degree asking that G-d will
bless you both.
And you both are blessed. I am too.
It is for this reason that I decided to write and suggest you both to consider a daily perspective to strive to live each moment as it comes.
And
perhaps you already live like this. In a life of simplicity and
goodness we merit making the best of what life presents to us.
Sometimes
we are presented and we miss it. Sometimes we are presented and we look
and do not choose it for ourselves. Sometimes we are presented and we
grab it.
What are you going to do with a clean slate? Paint beautiful art? Write a mathematical equation? Leave it blank?
Complain that it is blank?
This is what Rosh HaShanah is really all about.
The
opportunity to wipe the slate clean, implement everything you want
sifted with lessons learned in order that you will achieve the
fulfillment of bringing your dreams to reality.
Ok. Dreams come true.
May you be blessed, inscribed and sealed for the best year of your life.
Each of you.
Both of you.
Me too.
Starting now.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Rav & Me~Yin & Yang
Once I went to see the Rav.
I took a picture of the DNA Helix.
I took a image of the Sefirot.
I said to him, "Perhaps Jacobs ladder in the story was a metaphor for our
DNA Helix. And not only were the angels going up and down the ladder, but we can also traverse
our own DNA. How? Through Frequency, Vibration and Voltage.
The change allows us to navigate the ladder, as the angels showed us. So that we can come and go along the helix and "get-off" and explore the Sefirot.
He looked at me, half considering what he probably thought as nonsense, but he did not say that.
Instead he said, " This is just a finite spec within the entire realm of Torah."
"I love studying Halacha because it is everywhere," he added.
"True," I thought, but what some people need to access that specific finite possibility in order to gain beauty. It does not take away from the entire Torah, or halacha or Worlds within Worlds.
What it does is salve the soul, butter the neshama, fuel the fire of passion and our deepest belief which are our charcter attributes of being human.
Halacha is the Fence. Seferot is the canvas, paint and personality of that which learns Halacha.
In a sense the Rav and I are the Yin/Yang of Torah in human form. He lives very wide. I live very narrow.
This conversation was at least 7 years before I am writing today.
I took a picture of the DNA Helix.
I took a image of the Sefirot.
I said to him, "Perhaps Jacobs ladder in the story was a metaphor for our
DNA Helix. And not only were the angels going up and down the ladder, but we can also traverse
our own DNA. How? Through Frequency, Vibration and Voltage.
The change allows us to navigate the ladder, as the angels showed us. So that we can come and go along the helix and "get-off" and explore the Sefirot.
He looked at me, half considering what he probably thought as nonsense, but he did not say that.
Instead he said, " This is just a finite spec within the entire realm of Torah."
"I love studying Halacha because it is everywhere," he added.
"True," I thought, but what some people need to access that specific finite possibility in order to gain beauty. It does not take away from the entire Torah, or halacha or Worlds within Worlds.
What it does is salve the soul, butter the neshama, fuel the fire of passion and our deepest belief which are our charcter attributes of being human.
Halacha is the Fence. Seferot is the canvas, paint and personality of that which learns Halacha.
In a sense the Rav and I are the Yin/Yang of Torah in human form. He lives very wide. I live very narrow.
This conversation was at least 7 years before I am writing today.
Friday, August 23, 2013
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Believe in the best of yourself
No one can tell you what you can't do, so don't let anyone burst your balloon.
I had PMS, ADD, IBS and lots of other letter combinations you can imagine.
Brilliant Pure Beautiful Magnificent Original Holy Brave Visionary Wise Highly intuitive Gifted Healer Lover Friend Motherboard Chassid Our name is our Virtue
Monday, August 12, 2013
The Reply
The explosive torrent of resistance to the thing that just happened in
front of my very eyes that couldn't have actually happened, could it?
That isn't what I saw, is it?
The over whelming undercurrent facade of self protection taking over implicitly so you can survive the next ten minutes long enough to catch your breath and maybe be able to think after that - long enough - to make the next move or return a phone call or make a decision.
Your vision is blurry and the world is moving past you like a bullet train and you can not find your ground. If I could only plug in long enough to find my coordinates, I could make it to the next step.
And you can not breathe or find discernment.
You are un-find-able. There are no GPS coordinates that give you a sense of where you are or where you belong or who will meet you, because without coordinates nobody else knows where to find you either.
And suddenly the silence is deafening. You are alone and there is nothing from the past that gives you an anchor or a handle to hold on to until your vision improves and you can breath again.
You are completely alone, ill-equipped and fundamentally terrified that this is the way it is going to be.
Of course it isn't but it feels real - like a destiny that you agree to sometime but don't remember and is somehow irreversible. Adn you know you simply must accept that.
The over whelming undercurrent facade of self protection taking over implicitly so you can survive the next ten minutes long enough to catch your breath and maybe be able to think after that - long enough - to make the next move or return a phone call or make a decision.
Your vision is blurry and the world is moving past you like a bullet train and you can not find your ground. If I could only plug in long enough to find my coordinates, I could make it to the next step.
And you can not breathe or find discernment.
You are un-find-able. There are no GPS coordinates that give you a sense of where you are or where you belong or who will meet you, because without coordinates nobody else knows where to find you either.
And suddenly the silence is deafening. You are alone and there is nothing from the past that gives you an anchor or a handle to hold on to until your vision improves and you can breath again.
You are completely alone, ill-equipped and fundamentally terrified that this is the way it is going to be.
Of course it isn't but it feels real - like a destiny that you agree to sometime but don't remember and is somehow irreversible. Adn you know you simply must accept that.
The gift.
When I get dressed each day.
I realize, as I pull the camisole over my head,
pushing one arm at a time through each hole,
stretching the tight fabric around my head, over my breast and down my abdomen,
how very lucky and fortunate I really am.
To be able to dress myself.
All by myself.
For I have use of both my arms.
Thank G-d!
I realize, as I pull the camisole over my head,
pushing one arm at a time through each hole,
stretching the tight fabric around my head, over my breast and down my abdomen,
how very lucky and fortunate I really am.
To be able to dress myself.
All by myself.
For I have use of both my arms.
Thank G-d!
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