THE MIRACLE OF THE FEAR/LOVE OF GOD

Which to choose? To have The Fear of G-D or The Love of G-D? Can we love someone Who we fear? Is it necessary to have love at all? Or is fear all we need? Can we thrive as righteous individuals on having this fear instead of love? Can we have our cake and eat it too?

To be a lover of this fearsome G-D and because we love Him, we are feared, as is our G-D.

The Big Bad Wolf, The Sheep In Wolf's Clothing, The Blood-Sucking Vampire, A Werewolf, a Wolf-Woman, a Monster of the Deep, King Kong, The Hulk, a Black Raven not a white dove.

To feel this fear of G-D and not instead fearing humans. To be feared yourself by others. To have this fearsome G-D on your side so you fear no one, except Him/Her.

To be the Knight in Shining Armor, The Mighty Warrior, a Sight for Sore Eyes, a human person but struck with the fear of G-D and becoming the source of light that is brighter than the fires in the lava of an exploding volcano!

To fear G-D and to have others fear you because you fear G-D. To then turn this fear into love because it is so unbearable to be feared and to be fearful.

To be loved and feared, to be loved because you are feared, to fear G-D and to be feared for fearing G-D. To love AND fear the Jewish G-D. Is this possible?

Love and Fear united in ONE Body, ONE mind, ONE heart. To love as is our commandment in the Torah, to love the Almighty G-D as is His/Her desire of us to do, to love Someone, a Higher Power, a ONE greatness and to turn His/Her Greatness into Our love of all, each other, landsmen, fellows, our neighbors. Not to instead love a ghost or spirit, to love the Greatness of the ONE Almighty G-D Who you have on your tongue in Hebrew language meditation. Love and to be loved by the Jewish people, by all peoples, to have a love from a Great ONE G-D and if this is very awesome for you, love Him/Her , every day, all night and all night. Never to feel He/She does not love you back. Count on G-D's goodness and talk to Him in prayer as much as you need to. To feel this love you give Him/Her and to count on His/Her's love for you.

 Never to give it up!

A KOSHER TURKEY ON THANKSGIVING

A full tummy, a belt that needs to be hooked on a further notch, pants that feel tighter than they did yesterday, a churning stomach like the churning of ice cream, a creamy dessert of dairy but not mixed with meat, a turkey who once gobbled being instead gobbled by you.

A Kosher Turkey, a Turkey who was Blessed, an elevated soul in your stomach to elevate your soul to a higher level, to a level of Blessedness, a level of Goodness.

A Turkey who was not killed in vain but instead as your nutrients to furnish you the heat of its calories to fight off a forthcoming cold winter wind.

A Turkey who is happy to be yours, your personal Blessed Turkey to draw an upward smile on your face, curved like the crescent of a new Rosh Chodesh moon, as you wear this Turkey well, having shared it with others in the spirit of GIVING as a Thanksgiving Holiday Dinner.

A full dining room table of many people Blessed to accompany you in your Blessedness of eating a Blessed Kosher Turkey, all souls in the dining room with you toasting to good health, to digest a Turkey who is Good, a Turkey whose life was not wasted, a Turkey to become your fuel as you then are able in turn to fuel others with the energy of Goodness.

A truckload filled with Kosher Turkeys who sweetly sang aloud, they "gobbled" so you could gobble them up!

A movement of Righteousness of Blessed Souls of Kosher Turkeys to remind of us the loving-kindness and generosity of OUR ONE ALMIGHTY G-D.

The ONE G-D Who gave us The Torah Commandments as a seasonal Holiday gift, the only real reason for us to give "THANKS" as we are in "GIVING" on this autumn Holiday of THANKS-GIVING.

THE MIRACLE OF PEACE NOT WAR

Not a "Veteran," not someone who fought a battle in my life, never on a battlefield, never to have struggled with my conscience, never drafted into the army, navy, air force, someone who instead stayed on the home front and kept the peace in my own home and in the home of my family.

A person to never break the Torah Commandment of "Do Not Murder," never to have must killed the "enemy" in the name of one's country's Constitution.

Never to own a gun, never to even need a slingshot. Never to need to sling a rifle over one's shoulder.

To live a life to learn Hebrew Tefillah, the peaceful singing in the Hebrew language for Peace.

A place of this constant peace, never to must fight a war or even a battle; except the battles that surface in one's own mind.

Not to have sailed on a warship, not to have aimed a canon. Not to have needed to make a split decision whether or not to kill the "enemy" when confronted with him face to face.

Family members who fought in WWI and WWII, coming back home from their battles still alive, unscathed, not to be a disabled Veteran, not to be a homeless Veteran. Family who survived, and we were there at home to welcome them back home.

Never to have worn army boots, never to must step in a mud puddle, not needing khaki colored clothes of greens and browns. Not to ever need to spray mace. Just carried a canteen with a strap over my shoulder filled with clean pure water, never to go thirsty.

The miracle of living a peaceful life and learning while in this peace how to increase one's peace and to increase the peace of those around you. To have survived the battles that exist in one's mind, to be in a merry dance and not in a high-stepping march.

Make Peace, Not War And Bring Our Soldiers Back Home.

A GARDEN OF EDEN HERE ON EARTH

Where is this Garden of Eden that is here on Earth? Do you mean to tell me that it is not a fictitious place created somewhere thousands of years ago that is no longer in existence? Is this place like "Heaven" the place where no one has come back to Earth from to let us know what it is like?

A Garden of Eden is here, it is within you, it is always at your accessibility, it is a place where you can always be, no matter where is your geographical location.

A Garden of Eden is a place just for you, it is a place YOU create with your imagination to go to whenever you want to be there and from wherever you are standing.

The Garden of Eden is the place of the peace of The Shema. A place that shows you the existence of the presence of G-D when you "Shema" or listen for Him.

To have the power to listen for G-D as the repetition of The Shema sings over and over again in your mind, and you listen to the rhythm of this singing, the melody and tune, the tonality, whether you prefer bass or soprano.

To have this song of The Shema in your songbook in your brain, a song that eases you, that calms you, a song that means something to you.

The Garden of Eden being the "place" or state of mind of this peacefulness one can give to oneself as he sings The Shema.

A place of richness, a place of rest, a place being where G-D is listening to you, He hears you singing to Him and He then is all around you celebrating and dancing to your tune as you sing this song to G-D and you please Him.

He therefore will please you in return.

IN MEMORY OF A GOOD FRIEND

Having had a friend who was a true friend and who did not want anything in return for her friendship, a person who was such a good friend, she risked her life to help me, she went out of her way to guide me, she had my best interests always at heart.

Seeing her face as big as life, as bright as a new moon her smile as she always had care, love and concern for me, a woman who was guided by The L-rd. Someone who was always there. A friend in need is a friend indeed.

Sparkling eyes, but not the eyes of Santa Claus, instead real eyes on someone who really exists, someone who is not a myth or pretend, someone who cared for me, someone who was a real live human, with human faults but she always tried her hardest to overcome her mistakes, even when her mistakes were so rare, having a life of perfection as she was an Angel while she was alive, not only in death.

A mother figure, a grandma figure, a woman to always remember, a kind-hearted woman, a woman who gave me respect from day one.

Someone who understood me, a woman with advanced medical knowledge and training, a woman whose study and work guided her in her appreciation of my life. She deep down, feeling all my pain, and helping to ease the pains so they were no longer there.

A miracle in my life to have had this friendship, a friend never to forget or minimalize.

The truth of someone's love for me to feel for a lifetime.

DUMPING IDOLS INTO THE GARBAGE

Another true miracle in your life! How to be so lucky, instead of calling it "luck" to call yourself "BLESSED" to be given two items so you can give one away, not needing two!

To have two shoes on your feet and to be blessed with free travel, a brisk walk into your backyard where you have everything you ever wanted and needed, so not to even need two shoes! To give away one of your shoes away to the poor, so he has a complete set.

To have this ONE shoe, like what you have is ONE G-D, and this shoe, like a lucky horse's shoe is on your foot and brings you strength, as having only ONE G-D brings you strength, not diluting your ONE G-D with other gods and yet another god and still another god..., like potent fruit juice diluted with so much water it becomes tasteless, and you are so confused you do not even know the names of your gods, all weak in power, multiple weak gods who weaken you.

Not using "sex toys" you feel in your pants pockets as sexual deviancy as a way to feel the "power" of G-D. Keeping pure and true, honest and righteous, not subservient to "a pocket full of posy".

Wearing blue jeans on a Sunday that represent your Jewish inherited GENES and do not use front pockets for your hands to "please only yourself."

Instead to use your right AND left hand righteously: to help someone, to drop a donation of cash into your Temple's charity box after you spent the weekdays working to earn money so you too have cash and so do not hate the rich.

Not using a pocket in your blue jeans with two red/green round "toys" so you instead of loving people, you selfishly love only yourself.

Xmas being a time of the year to receive these "toys" so your "Mommy kisses Santa" instead of kissing your Father. To then be a child to a Single Mom with no Father, and living in poverty so you covet and hate the rich and hate the poor, but loving the "toys" in your pocket. Your real pockets being empty because you do not have two, you do not even have ONE.

A life of emptiness without worship to the ONE true G-D Who is a G-D of goodness.  

THE MIRACLE OF SINGING HOLY HEBREW PRAYERS

Singing songs! Using your voice box as a musical instrument not needing to play a violin, sweet song belted out loudly or quietly in a wishful wonderful whisper, whatever is your choice, it is up to you! To feel this song in your gut as others sing songs to you, for only you to hear, singing as a way to communicate, singing as a way to feel peace, love and meditation.

Singing long verses of words of the Hebrew language, having "tefillah" the Hebrew words of songs memorized, sitting quietly in a chair, closing your eyes to block all bright light, to put your three fingers in a "Shin" sign on your forehead, to sing the holiest prayer ever created: The Shema, and to feel its essence. To feel the peace of this song, this prayer, that simply says "G-D is One." Echad being the Hebrew word for ONE, the oneness of G-D, G-D not being a multiple milieu of confusing gods in mythology. Praying using song to A ONE G-D, a G-D we can all understand, no confusion of thought, no confusion in the heart or mind.

This repetitive singing, chanting, expressing yourself in the Hebrew language, a prayer on your lips at all times, a musical beat to accompany the natural beats in your heart, a melody, a way to feel G-D.

A way to praise G-D, to thank G-D.

A Rabbi who sings your Hebrew name along with your Father's and Mother's Hebrew names when he calls you up for Aliyah, your name sung in beautiful notes wonderfully above the din! Your name not scolded instead by a parent, your name becoming song, sweet melodic great incredible singing of songs!

Having ownership of your name as it legally belongs to you, a birth certificate as a legal document that declares your name, possessing a name that is so beautiful deservingly sung to G-D to ask Him to help you. A name becoming an aria, a name that is good, a name to remember, a name with a history, a story behind a name, a Prophet in The Torah having your same name.

Singing in Hebrew, over and over again in your mind soothing to your thoughts, quietly to yourself so no one hears, or loudly to an abating audience.

Singing holy several thousand year old songs, songs that led large armies into battle for wars to win to overcome evil, songs after a battle won, becoming songs of peace, all people after a war can feel this peace, one side defeated while the other dances, dancing to songs, a song for all to learn to mend broken hearts.

The SHEMA, the greatest of all songs, the greatest of all prayers, always there for you on the tip of your tongue, a song to wake you up in the morning and a song to put you to sleep at night, a gentle lullaby.