REAL TRUTH AND RELIGIOUS HISTORY

It is a miracle to have a 90 year old Mother, and all my siblings I was born with. To have a Jewish Father who was accepted into a cemetery with Catholics, him having a coffin with a carved wooden image of Star Of David on it. Him buried in the same cemetery as Al Capone, resting as a Jew peacefully next to the Romans who were responsible for the death of Jesus, as Pontius Pilate was the man to order the execution of Jesus, not any Jew. Pilate was a Roman, not Jewish. Above the head of Jesus was inscribed the words Inris, which is of the Roman language not the Hebrew language. My Mother who is a Catholic will be proudly buried next to a Jew, her husband and I will be in the same grave plot as her Jewish child by choice. We all have this choice, to find a Rabbi to convert us.

Proudly I found a female Rabbi who I asked to convert me. She told me not to hate Jesus the way the Romans did, she told me to make friends with him. He looks in his face like my Great Uncle Abraham Samuel Skoller, a gentle man, a kind man. The Romans misunderstood him. Jesus failed his Rabbinic lessons and became vengeful. To instead feel sorry for Jesus, not to want a death like his. To fear a death like the death of Jesus. To carry peace and calmness on one's shoulders instead of a cross of wood of execution.

To know the history behind the destruction of the two Temples, it was a Babylonian and Roman destruction of these Temples. The Romans not only wanted Jesus destroyed, they wanted the Two Temples destroyed and they accomplished this evil wickedness.

A time to be sad, for the confusion of who murdered who, and for the destruction of our places of worship. To not hate Jesus as did the Romans, and them who put the blame as scapegoats on the Jews.

To have peace and calmness as you know the real story, not a fable, but the real true religious history.

HOW TO WAIT PATIENTLY

Waiting, a lady in waiting, holding a cup of tea and sipping in rhythm, one sip after the other, small sips, sips dipped according to an orchestral song like fingers on a piano keyboard or fingers texting sliding over the screen on your iPhone.

Deeply breathing then shallowly breathing, counting up to ten in your mind, key into your body as it rests, looking around you at sites that are comforting, leaning on one leg. Leaning on one leg and supporting the weight of your body on a wall, one arm holding you up. On one leg only, resting the other. Remembering The Amidah, singing it softly to yourself, resting on one leg as we daven The Amidah to God, we will return to the Earth as dust after we die. Now to choose life, always to choose life over all other states of being. God getting closer now, as you seek humility.

Lonely? Want to talk to someone while you are waiting, no one to talk to? Talk to God as you patiently wait, ask Him where He is, try to find Him in your location, looking around, seeing a bright golden light, brighter than all the other lights, blink your eyes and the light becomes a light green in color, remembering your kitty cat who had light green eyes. Soft, purring, sitting on your lap, protecting you, lapping up pure, reflective Divine light, slurping up white milk with a furry rough tongue.

Stretch your upper body, flex your shoulders, turn around your head and lean back, again to talk to the Lord, just say, "Hello, where are You?"

Feeling the body go into a meditative calmness, your body easing, listening to the sounds of silence, no sounds you do not want to hear, put your fingers up to your forehead, three fingers of your right hand and sing the "Shema, Hear Israel," and unify yourself with all around you then becoming God everywhere you look, smell, touch, hear, everything as ONE, ONE God, ONE nation under ONE God.

You have successfully waited, now to go merrily on your way.

EATING A CORNUCOPIA WITH FRUIT

Eating a cornucopia like a ram's horn trumpeting Shofar filled with frolicking festive fruits, overflowing, dripping down, sliding off, tipping over, swinging back and forth, flying upside down and upright, a fiesta full of candies, sweetness on our lips, the same taste as you tongue the roof of your mouth, a waterfall of swimmingly shooting out chocolate, syrupy brown sugar mixed with white sugar, confectioners sugar, white like snow, a snowfall mixed with pure newly made fresh golden-yellow chunky then melted cow's beautiful butter, cottage cheese under a cheesecloth to be spread over fruit dumplings the native food of the Czech Republic, a Kosher fruit and breaded dumpling, no meats, instead fruits and sugar.

Pop a pop into your mouth, digest it, licking your lips and fingertips, a chocolate Dove Bar, a white chocolate white Dove Bar, doves mixing together white and brown in color, only one taste, a sweet taste, a taste to never forget...

The taste of your fingertips touching your hand washing water before and after you eat.

A white chocolate Dove bird flying away to its home satisfied after a good meal. To laugh after you eat and to sing after you eat, happily sated, all desires fulfilled.

SAVING LIVES WITH A SONG

Saving lives, whose lives, what about your life? Can we save lives without being a doctor or nurse? What can we do that is minimal but actually  goes a long way, into great in proportions, to cause someone to live longer?

Did you ever think that all you have to do to save a life is to care about someone and to show you care?

Have a Mom or Dad who is elderly? What can we do to enlarge the capacity of their life/lives here on Earth? Did you know that simply a laugh over the phone, a compassionate chuckle, a warmth of love, that you can spread maybe all someone needs during the day to put their locomotive into full swing, that and a cup of hot coffee in the morning!

Can we sing? Our voices can sound like a song to sing, a song to brighten someone up, to cause them to want to sing back. Can we be the early bird who caught the worm and fed it to our Mother bird, or our Father bird, a lioness who brings in the prey for all to chew. No one hungry for food, instead being hungry for love, compassion, mercy, forgiveness, a heart that longs and hungers for another heart, to merge our hearts, to make two hearts together into one heart.

A good morning chirping as a song bird, to cause an afternoon to go well too, a day of all song.

Songs for everyone, a song that brings you into a state of unity with your family and friends. Music from the soul that saves other souls, soulful music, a mended heart, a broken heart no more.

THE BEAUTY OF CAKE BREAD

Including bread in your diet, even better than plain bread, to indulge in cake bread!

To have your cake and to eat it too. A bread that is a sweet bread, a bread with living yeast inside, a life of sweetness within this living yeast.

To add raisins, nuts, and fruits. To eat a holy bread Jews call lechem "challah" as we sing a motzi prayer to bless our bread, to be so fortunate to have a Rabbi to bless your bread.

To eat bread loaded with energy-increasing ingredients, vitamin B's. Chewing it up slowly as you ignite your salivary glands to secrete hormones that create easy digesting, easy on the liver and kidneys.

Got bread? Do you mean cash? Dinero? No, I mean real live bread that is rolled or braided and is beautiful. Now my tummy is full. It took just one piece of bread that was better than cake.

Bread that is spotted with fresh blueberries or banana nut bread that flakes off so lightly as it is easy as pie to chew.

B' read, to have the sustenance to be able to read better after you digest bread. A mouthful of joy, a piece of bread that tastes as good as a cake and is as delicious as a pie.

Yellow breads. So good you cannot believe it is just a "bread." 
 

YELLOW BECOMING THE COLOR GOLD

What is the color yellow? Why is it different than all other colors? What makes it shine and illuminate and why is it beautiful?

The color yellow like the color gold shimmers and hypnotizes, grabs you into its delightfulness like a quicksand pool or tar pit into and above\under the top of the world, if your underworld is yellow and the tops above your head is yellow, you truly have descended the darkness and the fright that comes with the night.

The color yellow is the color of a wedding ring as it is a golden yellow band of love around your finger. Golden wireframe eyeglasses that catch the light as a prism and reflect off a rainbow of all the colors in your vision as the yellow becomes primary and takes ahold of our moods.

What is a yellow mood? A chameleon changes colors and a mood ring changes colors. The waters of the oceans change colors from turquoise to royal blue to green to a yellow reflection of the sun's light upon its waves. 

Love the color yellow, buy yellow clothes, a summer color, a color that changes your moods from bad to good.

Yellow nuggets of gold found in the California Gold Rush, straining gold that is money. Yellow stones becoming green cash, yellow sparks from your eyes like the eyes of a tiger as they are enflamed like fire with passion and desire to see more and more yellow.

An addiction to yellow, a harmless addiction, a color that is joyous and causes joyousness.    

THE MIRACLE OF A SISTER

How blessed can we be to be alive in a family and have a sister or sisters, younger or older, to be there when you need them.

To have a sister who has children, who gave you nieces and nephews, who stays connected on social networking sites, a sister with DNA so close to yours it is like having a twin.

A sister who wants to care for you and even takes employment in a field where she learns what you need and how to be there in case you want and need her to be there for you.

A sister who helps to care for your elderly parent(s) and for others in your family so your load is shared and lightened, distributed, so it all gets done.

A sister who is wise as you are wise, sharing the same childhood and the similar adulthoods.

To be so blessed to have a sister who is a teacher by occupation, someone who wants you to know as much as she can teach you, she wishes you too could have the Ko-ach (Strength and Wisdom) to be a better person. And you too wish she could know everything possible to increase the quality of her life and her children's.

Lucky and blessed to be a sister and to have a sister, it goes both ways in an equal distribution and when we benefit from each other we therefore can have the abilities to help others (e.g. friends, coworkers, family, neighbors). 

FLYING SINGING BIRDS WHO ARE ANGELS

Listening for sounds of birds singing first thing in the morning, stimulating your thinking processes as they are angels with messages straight from The Lord, who whisper gently into our ears as we feed them sunflower seeds from our birdfeeders and house them in birdhouses. A birdbath out in your front or backyard, birds as clean angels, sprinkling in the air and on the grass pure water that falls from the skies, rainwater in barrels.

It is the sounds of these birds that ignite the fire of an early morning, the dove flies higher than all of them, the turtledove who came back to Noah carrying the sprig of leaves off a tree, returning to the Ark to tell Noah the world has been saved. The Raven also flew but never returned.

Listening to the caw sounds of these birds, then tuning into Classical Music on your radio, hearing the lovely sounds of music that is symphony, opera, Beethoven, Mozart, Klezmer music, dancing music.

To be the wonderful gymnast in love with Russian Ukrainian dance music and to fly high with a jump into the air, clicking your heels together, like on a trampoline, jumping on mattresses of beds when you were kids playing games with your brothers and sisters.

Still in a family with brothers and sisters, as we all awake each morning to the music of our parents as they love the music of the birds.

With an angel, angels, in a holy place, outside or inside.

G-D as your daily and nightly Companion, listening as "shema" to hear The Lord as He sings. 

SINGING SONGS OF JOYOUSNESS

The ability of singing, to sweetly sing, to be an opera star? To be a soloist? To sing Hebrew language in a Temple, with others or by yourself. to connect with song to another who has the same song.

Letting your voice increase in volume as your blood pressure increases, taking louder deeper breaths, to exhale as you inhale, a song that is a breathing meditation.

To sing the praises to YAH with all your might, to sing a speech, to be pleasing to the ear, to use your voice box as your own musical instrument, to change the keys and tonality as your heart feels the strength and delight of the beauty of the words you are singing.

Loving someone who is singing with you and combining your desires with theirs in the same words of the same song. Uniting in song with someone you admire, to keep up a steady beat, to march with your mouth. 

A song without words, a song inside your body as you breathe and tap your foot, moving your leg to the increasingly louder beat that is the beat we all feel as we all sing together.

What is your musical instrument? The stereo? Feeling song on a radio, feeling its beauty as others do as well. Clapping your hands together like cymbals, to whistle like a flute.

All joining in together as a band, a concert, a sound with color, all the colors of a rainbow from your vocal chords.

Singing The Blues, that become The Yellows!  

WANT TO GO BACK IN TIME?

Good morning! No mourning this morning. Not as of yet, but put your exer-bike in reverse and go backwards a few years, a few months, a few days, how about 5,000 years ago?

Imagining the Earth covered with water, fish and dinosaurs. Is there someone who was in your life who you miss and would like to see and talk to again? Imagine him/her with you and feel the security of their companionship as you imagine their face and body, hear again something they say that they had said to you. See him/her smiling at you and feel protected.

Are you fatherless or motherless or both? Go back in your imagination to the wedding of your parents even if you were not born yet. Imagine their love for each other on their wedding day! Dressed in pure white with golden wedding rings on their fingers.

Now you are a child again. A warm bottle of milk? A cradle to sleep in and to play with toys? How many years can you go back in your memory? To the days when your grandma taught you how to walk? Before toddler age?

Yes, we once were toddlers, all of us, and yes, there once were dinosaurs all around the world.

So, now you are in a different place, you know your history and how you got where you are now.

Today can be the same as yesterday or it can be different, another day to love G-D, it is all in your control, up to you, a day of goodness and day of graciousness, a day of mercy and thankfulness to the ONE G-D Who brought you Earth, a history, a present day, and yes, you can count on a Future.  

BEING THE PILOT OF YOUR OWN ENGINE

Do you want a life to be a movie or a drama, a life that sparks the fireworks in your brain, to be floating on a yacht but not on water, to be jumping off a mountain but that is just a small hill, to not be afraid of success, to have success simply because you try new things?

Is there music that echoes like lovely angels that are singing to you, what is an angel? When the music stops are you still able to be in tune? As the conductor of your own train or the pilot of your own airplane, can you land your plane safely?

Can you see a 3D movie when you close your eyes? Can you tip toe through the tulips when there is no garden? Can you imagine a field being a meadow filled with flowers, can you  imagine the gorgeous scents in such a meadow.

Can you eat a small amount of food yet be fed as much as you are able. To know when to eat and when you are sated. To still have the delicious taste in your mouth of your last meal, to again and again taste the foods you just ate, not to be hungry, leading Pavlov's dog, the dog who salivated at the sound of a bell, to always be a dog who has reached his limit, a dog that does not need to be fed, a dog who lacks nothing, a dog who follows the advice of Psalm 23.

To imagine a full meal with all the trimmings, a Thanksgiving meal, a time to eat and a time to laugh! To salivate to the same tune, the same G-D's blessings, the same tastiness, the same as you were and forever will be.

Thinking safe thoughts, overcoming blindness, yes, with eyes gently closed for a minute, swallowing Kosher foods, being satisfied, not looking for more, not yearning, having a permanent friend in The Lord.

Go get a friend! Where? You yourself, are the friend you are looking for! Feel G-D inside of yourself, as yourself, and you will never "be in need" again. Amein.

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.

THE MIRACLE OF A HALLOWEEN WITHOUT FEARS

The miracle of being Jewish and so not afraid of the ghosts, monsters, witches, and goblins of Halloween. Having Judaism as a religion so to be blessed with the prayers to honor our deceased family members along with The Prophets and Prophetesses of The Torah, without summoning their ghosts with sorcery. The spirits of our loved ones being everywhere as our G-D Almighty is everywhere, and so we are in constant exposure to their loving-kindness.

Children on Halloween dressing up as ghouls and ghosts as intimidation to homeowners to be forced to provide them with a treat, or else; if not, they will give you a "trick." Tricks on houses at this time of the year that are not decorated with pumpkins and spider webs; being "teepee'ed" with rolls of toilet paper on your trees and bushes. The dirty tasteless "trick" they call harmless and "all in fun."

Children taught to be threatening in their scary costumes, how to moan like a dead man or growl like a lion. Overseas in Jordan schools children being taught how to be terrorist suicide-bombers. Whose afraid of the big bad wolf? Not me! Because I had a Jewish Dad who was as brave as the greatest of all Prophets, as brave as Moses!

Halloween, a time to joke and be merry, to laugh in the faces with humor and good cheer of those who think they scare us! And then to eat their chocolate candies and delight in smashed pumpkins on the front porches of front yards.

A time of joy for everyone! Halloween! The beginning of the winter Holiday season, but thank G-D, with the holiness of Hanukkah just around the corner.

THE MIRACLE OF A SWEETHEART

Lucky enough to be called "Sweetheart." Having someone see and feel your "sweet" side, as you sprinkle golden raisins into your sweet breads and give them away as gifts. Adding both brown sugar and white sugar to your chocolate chip cookies, using dark chocolate bits, soft cookies with the chocolate that melts on your fingers (as you sneak a lick when no one is looking!)

Being so sweet, with such a compassionate kind personality, that you become the substitute for sugar in someone's life. Having the sweetness of a smile that you faithfully reserve just for them, a smile so sweet it becomes like raspberry jam on the bread in someone's day.

As Moses threw the piece of wood into the River Nile to sweeten it, as Ruth gave birth to a child for Naomi to bounce upon her lap, as bitterness washes away in the waves as the Great Red Seas Split and the Hebrews walk upon dried sands to the Promised Land, leaving behind the Egyptians with their horses to drown in these same waters that were a blessing to the Hebrews.

Feeling like a "Sweetheart" as someone identifies you as such, living up to their expectations of you, being the icing on their cake without the calories. "Sweetening" someone's life with a smile, a laugh, a tickle, a look of love upon your face.

A face that lightens up brighter than a Hanukkah Menorah, more colorful than a Christmas tree, a face that glows with Divine light, a face that takes the place of darkness, not ever to have a scare, to have a Halloween without the fright in the night, following this face as your guiding light, it sparkling like your personal diamond.

The miracle of having a "Sweetheart" in your life, someone for just you that you do not have to share. A one and only, a one-of-a kind, a nurturer with an endless supply of sweet milk just for you, for you only to drink.

Tell someone today: "You are my Sweetheart" and bring love into their life and into yours.

THE MIRACLE OF THE COMING OF THE JEWISH MESSIAH

Miracles in your everyday life. G-D causing manna to rain upon your head instead of raindrops. A lifetime of working for others and then having the opportunity to be your own boss. To need to count your pennies and then to never need to purchase anything. To always have a party where to go and it is next door within walking distance, not needing walking shoes or a car.

To have a transit pass that takes you all over the IL Chicago area for free, to board one bus after the other, take any train to anywhere, to never need a transfer pass, to go anywhere at anytime. To never feel homebound, to never need to make repairs on your vehicle, to have this free transportation come to you as a gift from G-D.

The miracle in your life of having once worn many hats, to have learning experiences galore that then become teaching lessons for you to give to others. To have been both a blue collar and a white collar worker, a domestic housewife, and a CEO entrepreneur of your own company. To also have been a musician, a visual artist, a creative writer, and a public speaker. To once have been married to a man that your Father chose for you to marry. To have had it all, to then this way have an abundance, a variety, different life experiences that come together as a composite to use as subject matter in creative writing, drawing straws from many hats, having lots to say, being the life of a party and so having a standing invitation to attend parties all day everyday.

To be in waiting for the Jewish Holiday of Sukkot. A weeklong everyday Holiday when what we do is pray for rain and have acceptance and patience as one day, a day when we will have no sunlight, and a whole night long without light either, no moon reflections, on this day that is in our future, to welcome the Messiah as our Savior as soon to be, our world as now is destroyed everywhere, will become healed with this coming of our Jewish Messiah, and everyone everywhere will enjoy "simcha" which means joyousness!

Waiting and wanting with patience and desire for the leader of the world The Messiah, to appear from the clouds and descend from the Heavens to save us all.

THE JOYS OF EATING KOSHER BRISKET

Kosher Brisket! How can we describe this meat to one who has never had the pleasure of tasting it and who does not know how to cook it? We must first go to The Torah and talk about its origins from over 5,000 years ago, about Jewish cooking and which foods we are allowed to eat and which foods not, and why?

In The Torah, we as Jews became blessed to eat Kosher Brisket, it all started because of the triumph of the Prophet Jacob who struggled with an Angel and won the fight. He overcame evil and wickedness as G-D instructed him to change his name from Jacob to Israel, the name Jacob meaning "holder of the heel," referring to his brother Esau's heel, and the name Israel meaning "May God prevail, he struggles with G-D, G-D perseveres; contends. In the Torah when Jacob was in his nineties as a token of blessing G-D changed his name to Israel."

When Jacob fought with this Angel, he tried to overcome evil, and the socket of Jacob's thigh became injured in this struggling and fighting.

We then were instructed by The Torah to never eat the back end of the thigh meat of an animal, the area of an animal of this thigh socket, in this way we honor Jacob's fight for righteousness and show him compassion for his injury that was a result of this  fight.

We cannot eat "round" meats or pot roasts, these meat cuts come from the back end of an animal.

Instead we are instructed to eat meat cuts that come from the front of the cow. Brisket meat is a cut that is located on the chest area in the front of the cow.

But, is it dry? Is it tough? What kind of meat is this anyway? Brisket yes, is dry and tough if you do not know how to cook it. Brisket must be marinated in dry white wine overnight in a bag in your fridge and cooked for at least 4 hours. Tin foil must be used to cover the meat slab while cooking so the moisture of the juices stay inside the meat and it does not dry out. This softens an otherwise "tough" piece of meat into a meat that is so soft it melts in your mouth!

The "Break the Fast Meal" after Yom Kippur is the time to eat this scrumptious meat dish, slurping up the slippery sliced grilled onions with your pursed lips, licking the tomato sauce smeared on the top of the meat slab, swallowing it like a drink, savoring its spicy smooth taste.

A "Rite of Passage" in every Jewish girl's life is the learning of her Mother's Kosher Brisket recipe, it passed down from generation to generation. Which spices your Mother used that other Mothers do not, what makes your Brisket special, a family inheritance, a secret to only tell to your Daughter and for her to tell her Daughter.

To be the one blessed enough to then eat this special "Family Recipe of Kosher Brisket." To have the blessedness never to eat a tough or dry piece of Brisket, to have this taste in your mouth as a memory when you are Fasting on Yom Kippur knowing that at the end of your successful Fasting you will be treated with this Kosher Brisket that makes it all worth the effort!

THE MIRACLE OF WHITE TEETH IN A LOVELY SMILE

The miracle of a lovely smile! Having white teeth like pearls shining and sparkling like stars in a dark night, smiling with these jeweled gems at the people you love, giving away your smile freely as a gift, inheriting your good looks and happiness from both your parents.

Regular dental visits and good teeth brushing hygiene, smiling big and wide to show all your teeth, having teeth that reflect bright lights, teeth without needing braces all perfectly formed and arranged neatly your mouth.

Teeth as friends, licking around the inside of your mouth and feeling all your teeth with your tongue, caring about your teeth, having peace with your teeth and your mouth. Hydrating your teeth with cool drinking water, splashing on refreshing mouthwashes, tasting the spicy cool mint of toothpastes.

Glad to have a full mouth in possession of all your teeth, to even keep your wisdom teeth, to have great wisdom as a result of a mouth full of wisdom teeth.

Loving your teeth and your gorgeous smile, grinning happily for pics, having teeth of which you are proud!

Keeping your teeth, being the "Tooth Fairy" as you use your smile and bright white teeth to bring yourself joy with a wide toothy smile showing them off in a sweet smile that makes others happy too!

LAUGH AND THE WORLD LAUGHS WITH YOU

Experiencing the miracle of things that are funny! Having to chuckle to laugh, to gasp in excitement when something tickles your funny bone. Experiencing this automatic knee-jerk when someone says words like a song that raises your mood and gives rise to your emotions, increasing your emotions of happiness, joyousness, causing you to feel good and to rejoice.

Seeing someone pass you as you walk and that person's face lights up like a bulb and he gives you a smile with his countenance that becomes contagious, causing you in turn to smile back and to then repeat this act of kindness as you automatically smile at the next person you meet. Feeling this person's happiness as he returns your smile and makes your day special.

Telling jokes, having a repertoire on your tongue of tales that are funny and can make someone laugh. The funniness of a comedian as you accentuate your vocal sounds to be the fool, the jester in a king's court, to be the one everyone watches, to have an audience everywhere you go, to be in the spotlight, simply because you have a joke to tell that makes people laugh.

Loving the attitude of funniness and being the one to keep everyone in stitches, curling your lips into a smile for everyone you meet.

Laugh and the world laughs with you. Cry and you cry alone.

AN ABUNDANCE OF FRESH WATER FROM A SUMMER RAINSTORM

Loving rain, loving water, keeping rain barrels to catch the fresh water as it falls from the sky, opening your mouth and lips wide to catch the raindrops as they fall like icy diamonds onto your tongue.

G-D giving you everything you crave, giving you an abundance of this sweet rain to fill your empty cups, to keep your winding rivers flowing as G-D gives you a river for your right hand and the seas for your left hand.

Not living in a house in the dryness of the flatlands, having the security of skyscrapers all around you in a city, so no tornado can form and cause grief to associate the rains with flooding.

Stomping in rain puddles with rain boots up to your knees in rubber for protection. Watching worms surface on the grass in yards and seeing birds feasting like kings and queens upon them as they wiggle their way up from the ground.

Walking pet dogs who do not thirst because they stop at an oasis and lick freshly scattered rains from puddles and off their soggy paws.

Being given rain as a gift and reward from G-D for good deeds done, performing mitzvoth and filling your cups, cups that are golden and silver challices, not having a half empty cup but having cup that is half full, petitioning G-D to fill it up all the way to the top.

"G-D giving you what you crave," as promised to us by King David in The Psalms.

Fresh falling water as pure as clear lake water, having the properties of a mikvah that falls upon you, not dreading its wetness, but welcoming it, as it purifies your body giving you an ability to show loving-kindness to others as your heart and soul become pure in the holy water.

Showing compassion to others whose cups are empty or because they view their cups as half empty and not half full.

Giving someone a smile, a beautiful smile with white teeth, that they can see as beauty and gorgeousness in the darkness of a storm, to share an attitude of the colors of the rainbow you both will see after the storm lifts and the rainbow becomes a sign of your Covenant with The Lord Who brings this beauty into your lives giving you both the joy you seek.

HOW TO TURN LEMONS INTO LEMONADE

Becoming thankful to The Lord for everything you have and even everything you do not have, to look around you and find beauty in everything you see, to concentrate on this beauty, to internalize it, to not think of anything that is negative, to counter in debate any negative remark or attempt to change your disposition of happiness to instead cause you sadness, to tell someone who tells you that you are lacking in something, that this is not a lack, that it is a gain and that things that are sour can be sweetened, a lemon can be turned into lemonade. Moses too sweetened the River Nile with a tossing of a piece of wood that represents The Torah into the Nile, when the Nile was sweetened with this wood, it was like a sour lemon that miraculously became sweet lemonade. You have the power to do this too.

To have studied The Torah and The Psalms, to know that in Psalm 23 King David tells us that we have an obligation to always "be happy with our lot." He tells us to turn an unhappy lot into a happy lot by changing the way you look at it, changing your attitude, seeing the positive in anything that someone claims is negative.

To therefore never have a setback, all that comes to you that could be colored black or dusty gray can be changed into the purity of bright white, things that seem doomful can be turned around and something positive can be found in anything said instead to be negative. It is your job in life to counter all the darkness and turn it into light.

To be thankful to The One G-D, The Lord, the Elohim Who is your personal Savior, as it is Him Who is giving you all that is good, all that is positive, all that is pure white light, all that makes you happy and all the ideas you have that counter badness and turn badness into goodness, sour lemons into sweet lemonade.