Bird on a mountain

Trying to fly, sitting on this mountain

Monday, July 26, 2004

Legos on the soles of my shoes

The legos are actually on the floor. and it only bothers me to step on them with bare feet. I stepped on about 20 today. I guess that's my fault because I didn't pick them up- I probably stepped on the same one more than once. And I didn't insist the kids did it before they went to sleep.
My computer is acting up (again), being really slow. I think its all the viruses, parasites, what have you, that are on it. And we just wiped the hard drive last week. And installed windows XP. Ur, Goody.
Its the nine days. Its sad. I hate not having music, I guess that's the point. I despise fasting. It sucks. I get headaches I feel sick. I obsess about a nice cold drink of water. We're having spinach lasagne before the fast. Oh, in case people don't know what the heck I'm going on about tomorrow night is Tisha B'av
But its not all about me, and that is a big problem within klal yisrael today. People worry too much about themselves, we do not look at things and think of others first. I want to become more of a person who considers other people first. I want to have real ahavas chinam. The only way to do that, to work on it is to just Do it. I think.

Cheerio.

Monday, July 19, 2004

Ridiculous Breastophobia

So, first I read this story about a woman told that she could not breastfeed in a museam where there were nude paintings and/or sculptures . Which any logically thinking person will realize is plain silly. Yeah, the paintings are "art" and the woman is feeding her hungry baby(and/or comforting her uncomfortable baby. It is really simple. She should not be resticted from doing so. Ecspecially in a place where there are already pictures of exposed breasts and people are going there to look at them.
Next I read this one which is more than silly, it is offensive. A restaurant hosts WET T-SHIRT CONTESTS, but a woman is not allowed to nurse her baby there. HOW in the world does that make sense? Like, on what planet? A restaurant is meant for people to EAT in, the baby is trying to eat! Instaed the only acknowledgment of breast is their crude sexualization.

I have to run now, the kids are up to trouble.


Friday, July 16, 2004

sidebar action!

I added "links" on my blog. I only had time to add one actual link before the baby woke up. I guess after shabbos I'll do some more, including my fellow bloggers, especially Maidel and Frumdad who have links to me!

Kol Tuv and Gut Shabbos!

Thursday, July 15, 2004

About that article

in Mishpacha magazine, entitled "Who is Responsible for Those Sins"
It starts by the woman describing her clothes from years ago, a shirt with "no other half", she was wearing it the day she walked through Meah Shearim for the first time. There she stopped to listen outside the Toldos Ahron shul. As she stood there, a man approached her, an aged chassid who, while looking at the floor, said, "Could you please wait a moment? My wife will be here any minute?"
The article describes a girl who grew up on a kibbutz, married at 16 to a volunteer from South America. They lived on the kibbutz and then in Tel Aviv. Two years into their marriage her husband went back to SA for a visit and returned to Israel with the shocking news that he was not Jewish. The divorced a month later, Lee (the woman) in a deep depression and Enrique, her now ex-husband, in the throes of a serious identity crises.
Two years later Lee's psychologist told her to go to Jerusalem, buy some clothes, walk around. That is how she, a very secular and broken woman of 22 came to be standing in the street in Meah Shearim when someone's kindness changed her life. The man and his wife "adopted" Lee after that day, when they invited her in for tea and biscuits. On her second visit to the Rabbi and Rebetzin's house Lee asked why the Rabbi had approached her. The Rebbetzin answered that she saw Lee and said to her husband "Look at that girl! Soon there is going to be a riot here!" The rebbetzin could not run, because of her stiff leg, so that rabbi ran and asked the girl to wait for his wife. In the process of explaining to Lee why a riot could start simply because of her presence they tell another story, of a neighbors son, turned zionist who came to the neighborhood without a kippa. The rabbi brought him in and gave him a kippa.
Lee quotes the rebbetzin as sating "People come here because some spark has become kindled within them, and they feel an urge to relive the old days. If someone would, G-d forbid, who knows how many more sins they would commit, only to purposely spite and take revenge on the insult they suffered by the rebuke?"
Lee says "Who is responsible for those sins! They're not the only ones that's for sure."
"And whoever saw me then would never have imagined that I would one day look like this. Once I became a baalas teshuva many things became clear to me. Today I understand why the Rav ran after me in his slippers and brought me into his home so quickly. Even you, who knowmy background now, cannot fathom how broken I was inside. If someone would have yelled at me, he would have probably destroyed me forever."
She adds that we cannot judge another person, because we never know what is going on inside a person.

The article really brought home something I think about and deal with often- how to treat people who are acting "wrong". Especially when they have no clue that their actions could be problematic. Even when they are aware, we don't know how broken their spirit can be, how even if our words are gentle it could hurt them.




Wednesday, July 14, 2004

After the complete chaos of yesterday

and a pretty busy day today I had severe "people overload" this evening.
I am discovering although I enjoy helping people and having them around, I really need alone time. I feel overloaded and overwhelmed. The house was getting messier and I felt almost helpless to change it. So tonight I closed the door and cleaned like crazy for the past two hours. One room looks decent now.
Soon I'll go to sleep and tomorrow it all starts again.

Tuesday, July 13, 2004

Some truths reinforced

I had some things reinforced today, things that are truths to me.

Mental illness is really, really sad.

Sometimes it *is* necessary to involve the police. And no, I don't think breaking peoples legs is better and no, I don't think "Hey, it's all cool man"

*Someone* will disagree with you on basicly everything. (and this should not necessarily change your view, but you should hear the other person out, in many situations)

Always look before you leap.

I think I had more but I am wayy to tired to remember stuff right now.

Have a nice day, if you can manage it while being aware of all the pain in the world. Or maybe you're just one of those people that is completely unaware of the pain.

May the geula shlaima come soon.

Thursday, July 08, 2004

Portrait of Erev Shabbos

The grocery delivery boxes clog the walkway. Everyone who enters knows that putting away groceries, shlepping them to the kitchen, is one of my least favorite tasks. There is flour to be sifted, but I just returned from shopping, in a store with no air conditioning, on a ridiculously hot day. I sit down. Now I aware of the mess all around. The discarded clothing, from when the children, now in bed, got ready for their bath. Shoes, tzitzis kippas, socks and shirts strewn around like leaves falling from a tree. The blankets from the newly discovered game "playing going to sleep". There are dinner dishes still on the table. And dishes in the sink. And dishes on the counter. I have to bake. Did I buy all the ingredients? I'm sure I forgot something. At least sweet husband is washing dishes. There is chicken to cut and prepare. Laundry to fold- and put away. There are vegetables to be chopped, fish to make. All the cooking, where is the time? We will get through, just as we do every week. It will get done. One step at a time.


Gut Shabbos

Wednesday, July 07, 2004

So, that was a cool earthquake

We had an earthquake a few minutes ago. It was like an invisible person gentle shook the computer table and the chair I was sitting in (and am again). It was neat and a little scary at the same time. My kids, in the kiddy pool on the dining room next to me, didn't notice a thing. (yeah swimming in the dining room is a whole nother topic.;))
I am currently pretty busy with two volunteer projects and I just finished reading When Rabbit Howls by The Troops for Truddi Chase That was one riveting and thought provoking book.

 
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