tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63717560243848680792024-03-12T19:52:43.014-07:00Letters from YerushalayimLETTERS FROM YERUSHALAYIMNeshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-64359470450661170372023-10-02T23:14:00.004-07:002023-10-11T00:55:20.592-07:00New Neighborhood in Itamar – B”H<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4wq_w5JrrncCecdy0ag3u9tIzPFkcpE10M0cvV44-wCOuRHpR3cjhKmalqFSk4Pto_Xy5tRvjcBsnXw8lOtO0eQbZUHx7yy4qsvBKPUtaHBXKCc_Q2ptMXH9_ONHcSMPgBifo_ZMnE-uhBTOzsyRoLA82PIGMYOO9hBR-GRnQ_a8JRGouRF6rwpT0O-g/s1024/459AB022-D014-45F4-935E-EBED969049C0.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4wq_w5JrrncCecdy0ag3u9tIzPFkcpE10M0cvV44-wCOuRHpR3cjhKmalqFSk4Pto_Xy5tRvjcBsnXw8lOtO0eQbZUHx7yy4qsvBKPUtaHBXKCc_Q2ptMXH9_ONHcSMPgBifo_ZMnE-uhBTOzsyRoLA82PIGMYOO9hBR-GRnQ_a8JRGouRF6rwpT0O-g/w400-h300/459AB022-D014-45F4-935E-EBED969049C0.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/l8i902ppVhI?si=lTYGAtr1YjFiE94x" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>
Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-32573069798846398862023-06-12T09:34:00.000-07:002023-06-12T09:34:03.066-07:00Rabbi Moshe Goldsmith<p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPmxfHdmah_J3eX4lPekoMpOdvQHAzbb0uRJJL8ecz6rZKbohti-e39AWBVU3JxNP_QVydiLqJnc-YdkZm6qoD_qo893iffJqlQhzeFCcBNyIu0S1bJH2ri9AWr8QVSqm9uUgRJfZQVJZzXOE3qyGhZp9w1Nbpa0u8EyCahiFPlGvUhk97X_24AobfPQ/s1024/%D7%AA%D7%9E%D7%95%D7%A0%D7%94-%D7%A9%D7%9C-WhatsApp%E2%80%8F-2023-06-12-%D7%91%D7%A9%D7%A2%D7%94-17.02.18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPmxfHdmah_J3eX4lPekoMpOdvQHAzbb0uRJJL8ecz6rZKbohti-e39AWBVU3JxNP_QVydiLqJnc-YdkZm6qoD_qo893iffJqlQhzeFCcBNyIu0S1bJH2ri9AWr8QVSqm9uUgRJfZQVJZzXOE3qyGhZp9w1Nbpa0u8EyCahiFPlGvUhk97X_24AobfPQ/s320/%D7%AA%D7%9E%D7%95%D7%A0%D7%94-%D7%A9%D7%9C-WhatsApp%E2%80%8F-2023-06-12-%D7%91%D7%A9%D7%A2%D7%94-17.02.18.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">Dear Friends,</span><p></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">Recently our homeland was under attack once again. Hundreds of rockets were launched upon greater Israel causing havoc and terror upon thousands of Israelis. Terrorist groups have promised to attack Israel whether it be from Gaza, Lebanon, or Iran and its proxies that work from the very heart of Israel. Most recently a missile making factory was found in Samaria which threatened the safety of major cities just miles away.</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">I wanted to reach out and let you know that this letter is being sent out as the challenges here on Itamar continue. As we are trying to grow, there have been shootings on our major road leading in and out of the community. Terrorists have been vamping up concerted efforts to paralyze us. </p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">Emergency days are upon is. The people that live here know that the history of our people is replete with courageous acts and initiatives by idealists that have determination. We strive to be that. We are working on safeguarding measures as well as developing the heartland despite the hardships. By living our lives here, we are actually thwarting terrorism. We’re happy and excited and are thrilled that you are a part of it as well.</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">As you know, Itamar holds down a significant swath of land connecting the Jordan Valley to the center of the country. Itamar has an important security role in protecting our coastal cities by having command over the mountain range, but even more so we are preserving our ancient legacy, our historic and spiritual foundations by living here. That is why education is also so important to us as our schools grow and children from all over the country come to our institutions all the way from grade school through post army service. </p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">A new generation of leaders is rising up from here. It is in your merit that schools, parks, organic agricultural projects and so many endeavors have succeeded as we push through obstacles in restoring glory to this Land. When hard times like these come upon Israel, we are even more earnest in the meaningfulness of the mission that connects us based on idealism, pioneering spirit and a love for G-d, Israel and the Torah.</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">I’m reaching out to you now with our summer fundraiser and asking you if you would be able to contribute. I know how much Itamar means to you. </p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">Please help us prevent land encroachment as there has been a concerted effort in illegal building surrounding parts of our community. Itamar has been blessed with a lot of land and we must hold on to it. Part of our summer YOUTH PROJECT will include the development of such areas where our youth can help by planting trees and by setting up a recreational park area. </p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">Thanks to the pioneering efforts and deep dedication of this new generation we see a bright future for Judea and Samaria. Also, our HUB CENTER has been such a success — a place where one can work from here and not have to travel on dangerous roads. In order to absorb the new families that will move here we need to build five more office spaces. In addition, we are planning to launch a new internal CAMERA project which will enable us to have better surveillance and keep us safer.</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">This is your opportunity to really make a difference for us. Please share what you know about Friends of Itamar with your friends and family. Blessing you with a beautiful summer season — please come and visit!</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><b>Please make out your tax-deductible checks to the Friends of Itamar and mail them to:</b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><b>Friends of Itamar Attn. Rabbi Moshe Goldsmith 962 East 28th Street Brooklyn NY 11210</b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">For those interested in receiving receipts via email, which is our preference being quicker and more economical, please email us at leamoshe@netvision.net.il</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">You can also donate via pay pal or Credit Card on our website:</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">www.touritamarsupportisrael.com or www.friendsofitamar.org</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">Find us on Facebook at Friends of Itamar</p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;">Thank you and blessings!</p><p><span style="font-family: Helvetica;">Rabbi Moshe Goldsmith President</span> </p>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-20903936461120926612023-05-07T01:54:00.001-07:002023-05-07T01:54:19.037-07:00Rabbi Goldsmith Parshas Emor<p> </p><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/9LF1QThQvqI" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen></iframe>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-20664749074458506832023-03-12T01:18:00.000-08:002023-03-12T01:18:09.119-08:00Rabbi Goldsmith: Mizpeh Matan - On The Itamar Hills<p> </p><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Xx1wJRE3CNU" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen></iframe>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-73279679941245250392023-01-29T01:29:00.001-08:002023-01-29T01:32:33.047-08:00Rabbi Goldsmith – Parashat Bo – The Erev Rav – The mixed multitude<p> </p><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/_7wTCi2xBTI" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen></iframe>
Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-41386396334078793322022-12-11T00:49:00.002-08:002022-12-11T00:49:59.416-08:00Rabbi Goldsmith: Parashat Vayishlach <span style="font-size: medium;">Having everything as opposed to having a lot</span><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJzwgzKjPWmnStKOZ-Bj3Qe1P2pCsvLsIJjBKVvoIoS8jiNTWiPGAvYqOPQ5TQiIa9yaTcKut1UK-C1pgPrVvik-U62pgWDAiEX_TljFa7r1-SJ-KTkzBPyp3bvuE-UUZo539pwmCFGk-OuMlGJ3Yq4YwrsL5I0PEddTjsdRmYrAKenQVNAnw2tLfB9Q/s1536/IMG_0065-1536x1152.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="1536" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJzwgzKjPWmnStKOZ-Bj3Qe1P2pCsvLsIJjBKVvoIoS8jiNTWiPGAvYqOPQ5TQiIa9yaTcKut1UK-C1pgPrVvik-U62pgWDAiEX_TljFa7r1-SJ-KTkzBPyp3bvuE-UUZo539pwmCFGk-OuMlGJ3Yq4YwrsL5I0PEddTjsdRmYrAKenQVNAnw2tLfB9Q/w400-h300/IMG_0065-1536x1152.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p> </p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ik2aWJAYtHU" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-28143028621744337082022-12-11T00:49:00.000-08:002022-12-11T00:49:40.717-08:00The Beautiful Land of Eretz YisraelParashat Chayei Sarah – Leah and Children of the Land<div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAHLuyCEe55neWYtmiUmaa1GvQ2EIhJpcNq76lTBJaA8KCgjDyR9xZPCMKVFFxtKH8Ie9pxuc_aevRfRYIDwcJntB-QLvm4ApHCb1ksOJB-uiPkkBqNYZTnVVe7dRtCfDZeM1kC2j5eLxKhjrpvs0oAasl59N5ZZWG3l7VJD_YHHIFerTXN2ojm3a3Zw/s1024/Leah%20and%20Children%20of%20the%20Land%20orig.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAHLuyCEe55neWYtmiUmaa1GvQ2EIhJpcNq76lTBJaA8KCgjDyR9xZPCMKVFFxtKH8Ie9pxuc_aevRfRYIDwcJntB-QLvm4ApHCb1ksOJB-uiPkkBqNYZTnVVe7dRtCfDZeM1kC2j5eLxKhjrpvs0oAasl59N5ZZWG3l7VJD_YHHIFerTXN2ojm3a3Zw/w480-h640/Leah%20and%20Children%20of%20the%20Land%20orig.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div></div>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-42418011026318179652022-12-03T22:47:00.000-08:002022-12-03T22:53:34.021-08:00Rabbi Goldsmith – Vayetze – Life Preparation<p> </p><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/zaWuJHf0AIM" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe>
Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-47788033291161624512022-11-26T07:51:00.002-08:002022-11-26T07:52:35.034-08:00Don’t Judge a Book by its Cover – Rabbi Goldsmith<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7WWV3MGukjfq6CwvpArRJsqsyHvvpBZAdhM0wB2ep1Rhj8YxoflDA3Mo29jCpAreRQ-tF3NNi2kyFLnO42DzBEiMmncU5TLYKpIm5QD7YvS48Udi69Vf0xQnPw_9JwIAkTOG_-InPotFG_RBUz4y8D99Nwn64BqvGGMAjIf4vl0lqvThCIV8QqxDZRw/s1024/96496713-BF54-4D7B-A411-0947152D23BF.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7WWV3MGukjfq6CwvpArRJsqsyHvvpBZAdhM0wB2ep1Rhj8YxoflDA3Mo29jCpAreRQ-tF3NNi2kyFLnO42DzBEiMmncU5TLYKpIm5QD7YvS48Udi69Vf0xQnPw_9JwIAkTOG_-InPotFG_RBUz4y8D99Nwn64BqvGGMAjIf4vl0lqvThCIV8QqxDZRw/w640-h480/96496713-BF54-4D7B-A411-0947152D23BF.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/l_Fpx0we5NQ" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-51071875630805729872022-11-25T01:48:00.002-08:002022-11-25T01:48:56.756-08:00Leah From Itamar – The Chronicles of WAR AND PEACE<p> </p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Leah’s Blog Toldot- The Chronicles of WAR AND PEACE</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">November 2022</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">As war is impacting us now on a global level, we are again reviewing the chronicles of Jewish and world history in the book of Bereishit. They always seem to run parallel, world events and the story of Israel as we read again and again the portions of the Torah. There are always actors on the stage- both of now and then. Learning history enables us to wonder at the beginning. The Torah fascinates time after time, year after year with distinguishing ingredients of what seems a story, yet a knowing testimony to the world and to the Torah’s mission in it. The underlying meaning of Toldot- literally –”this history” is about the raw carnal nature of man vrs. the need to “sit in a tent”-and to learn mussar, to study about the chesed and G-dly attributes, to be a better person bring true peace.- This juxtapose is augmented in the embodiment of the two personas- Yaakov and Esau.</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">This is the biography of our Patriarchs and Matriarchs and crucial to understand how it all began and ultimately will end (spoiler- with Yaakov limping but overcoming and becoming Israel). This is a book of adventure, of riveting pages turning, of turmoil and despair and a knowing lesson for every single person that reads it. Abraham has a son only in old, age, Yitzchak is almost offered and saved by the skin of his teeth, Yaakov is haunted and hunted by his own twin. The word Toldot is mentioned thirteen times in the Torah, culminating in Malchut when King David is born; this is when the last piece of the puzzle reaches the ultimate picture. The Torah is the frame and the narrator of a fabulous prophecy.</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">After the expulsion from the Garden of Eden, ten generations later Hashem picked Noah to repopulate the world. Shem Chahm and Yapeth weathered the storm. Noah blessed Shem particularly and said: “G-d of Shem, let Him dwell in the tents of Shem.” The Shechinah would rest in a place that Shem would prepare- a Beit Midrahsh just steps away from the Temple Mount. Readers, I have been in it, an astounding find and testimony-(credit to Eli Shookroon- senior archeologist at the City of David) . Consecrating this place- the first “Yeshiva” was founded- the Yeshiva of Shem and Ever. The Priest that blesses Abraham (Malkitzedek) is identified as Shem. After the binding, Yitzchak goes to this sacred enclosure to glean Torah here. Yaakov went to learn at Shem and Ever for forteen years before he left Israel for the house of Lavan- filled up with the keylim (tools to handle)so needed . The Torah describes the house of Yaakov as- “How goodly are your tents!” All of what he learned he passed over to Yosef, who is also called “Ben Zekoonim”- the son of the elders because he learned the deep Torahs of the elders-Shem and Ever therefore had no doubt he would have his dreams come true.</span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">In Berieshit we read about hearing G-d’s voice, erecting altars, but most of all- witnessing miracles. The paradigm for EFFORT is blatant on the side of our Patriarchs and Matriarchs. Their dedication cultivated a life of FAITH THROUGH ACTION- as we see Yaakov morphs from a Yeshiva bochur into a man of DOING. He is not ravaged by hunger, does not steal, does not make war- but he also moves out of the tent into the real world. The combination of ACTION, ACHIEVEMENT and MUSSAR is the recipe of the Torah. The blatant comparison of Yaakov and Esau teach us an important lesson today. At the time of crisis for Rivka as well as <b>Sarah, they had a place to turn to, to receive council- the Yeshiva of Shem and Ever.</b></span></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Finding Divine explanation can be found in a house of Torah study. Make it your business to get there. The Torah is vital in the long haul in life- at home, in your neighborhood, in your state, in your country- in the world!</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Shabbat Shalom , Leah</span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></b></p><p style="font-family: Helvetica; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 10px;"><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></b></p>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-80999071858735997472022-10-30T11:22:00.000-07:002022-10-30T11:22:43.320-07:00Olive Presses on Itamar Ancient and Modern<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXQJ00qCChF7DWqDliF7oreKxeHkfcCcA7tONSKFEB_5NtTYEcdmt3PWpEMovxCMFX9nrOnWnp8vZPodwCwA8z63fOthEdKm6-J1rh-m4dlk1CCgaAtcW8-Q1_htQyhFxqGbgIlvJ3p8cpFNIgfZzjIvPPmAicHSm-luP7iPN30gOqCNGApeQz7hsBfg/s1024/WhatsApp-Image-2022-10-28-at-14.06.47.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXQJ00qCChF7DWqDliF7oreKxeHkfcCcA7tONSKFEB_5NtTYEcdmt3PWpEMovxCMFX9nrOnWnp8vZPodwCwA8z63fOthEdKm6-J1rh-m4dlk1CCgaAtcW8-Q1_htQyhFxqGbgIlvJ3p8cpFNIgfZzjIvPPmAicHSm-luP7iPN30gOqCNGApeQz7hsBfg/s320/WhatsApp-Image-2022-10-28-at-14.06.47.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p>
<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/NkjgndWzogw" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-37906520379876565282022-10-23T04:47:00.000-07:002022-10-30T11:22:57.502-07:00A Trip to Mt Tavor<p> </p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/rmToHSTz7_E" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><div><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The Magnificent Vista From Mt Tavo</span>r<br /></span><div><span><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3tGiZhqxzQyFj_0W7HljZxWNwpKyQtKg0-dHIU3znaAYo_jjDY1Tg_zScmBTBMrUe1gyGambrpG6g7pLplFIt65T-SErk_FGBAxWWAXhPAcVMSdvE2Upbt9firorbVOCE0MVjzzItg4RmXdjLM7hHukC6CXQ_w8SMedgIcAksN3E67QAafgtuZ1UqCg/s637/Screen%20Shot%202022-10-23%20at%2014.26.13.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="594" data-original-width="637" height="597" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3tGiZhqxzQyFj_0W7HljZxWNwpKyQtKg0-dHIU3znaAYo_jjDY1Tg_zScmBTBMrUe1gyGambrpG6g7pLplFIt65T-SErk_FGBAxWWAXhPAcVMSdvE2Upbt9firorbVOCE0MVjzzItg4RmXdjLM7hHukC6CXQ_w8SMedgIcAksN3E67QAafgtuZ1UqCg/w640-h597/Screen%20Shot%202022-10-23%20at%2014.26.13.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span><br /></span>
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<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">The biblical story of Deborah, one of the Israelite judges in the Book of Judges, tells the story of a great battle in the Holy Land. And, like so many biblical stories, they come alive when we realize they happened on spots we still see today, spots we call Holy Land Digs.</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 8px;">‘If You Go with Me, I Will Go’</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">In Judges 4, Deborah summoned Barak, her military commander, saying:</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;"><i>“The LORD, the God of Israel, commands you: ‘Go, take with you ten thousand men… and lead them up to Mount Tabor. I will lead Sisera, the commander of Jabin’s army, with his chariots and his troops to the Kishon River and give him into your hands”</i>.</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">Barak’s confidence in the Israelite leader shined through in his reply: <i>“If you go with me, I will go; but if you don’t go with me, I won’t go”</i> (v. 8).</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 8px;"><b>The Battle of Mount Tabor</b></p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">And go with her soldiers, Deborah did. To Mount Tabor, the mountain seen above, and which one can still see in the Holy Land.</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">When Sisera, the leader of the Israelites’ Canaanite enemies, heard this, he readied his own forces. Sisera led 900 men in iron chariots. While the Israelites outnumbered the Canaanites, the Canaanite technology was far superior. Their iron chariots against Israelite men would have been like tanks against infantry soldiers today, hardly a fair fight.</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">But God also went with Barak and Deborah to Mount Tabor. And He made sure the fight went in Israel’s favor.</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">In Judges 5, we hear “The Song of Deborah,” a ballad which tells the story of the Israelite victory. As Sisera’s heavily armed chariots arrived for battle, God opened up the heavens:</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;"><i>“From the heavens the stars fought,<br />
from their courses they fought against Sisera.<br />
The river Kishon swept them away,<br />
the age-old river, the river Kishon.”</i></p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi57SWsVbMKqKAeERA2BaQ-QTEZlEM-0QOjndhh_IIYK8nDR-c35HrMDNvruo9c5J-5ARCsSCpiLzSfiexNUWhrIWIMVYAmajkJRsC0q4vV28r3MR7sLwT_oOdEVEF7_FGMvHbVien7640ifFPhPyXdtCpXlICRng_ob3q4Oa9rWSxOM4PSjJfaXI1KhA/s750/PikiWiki_Israel_64873_river_kishon750x375.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="375" data-original-width="750" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi57SWsVbMKqKAeERA2BaQ-QTEZlEM-0QOjndhh_IIYK8nDR-c35HrMDNvruo9c5J-5ARCsSCpiLzSfiexNUWhrIWIMVYAmajkJRsC0q4vV28r3MR7sLwT_oOdEVEF7_FGMvHbVien7640ifFPhPyXdtCpXlICRng_ob3q4Oa9rWSxOM4PSjJfaXI1KhA/s320/PikiWiki_Israel_64873_river_kishon750x375.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></div><i><br />Ancient photo of the Kishon River (Wiki) </i><p></p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">This is the Kishon River, as mentioned in Scripture. God sent a rainstorm that overflowed the Kishon and turned the ground around Mount Tabor to mud. Sisera’s heavy chariots became stuck. The Bible tells us that <i>“At Barak’s advance, the LORD routed Sisera and all his chariots and army by the sword, and Sisera got down from his chariot and fled on foot” </i>(Judges 4:15).</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 8px;"><b>The Fate of Sisera</b></p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">And we know that the Canaanite commander fled to the tent of Yael, the wife of a Kenite tribe leader. There, Yael gave Sisera something to drink and a place to rest. And then “The Song of Deborah” tells us:</p>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;"><i>“Her hand reached for the tent peg,<br />
he right hand for the workman’s hammer.<br />
She struck Sisera, she crushed his head,<br />
she shattered and pierced his temple.” </i>(<a href="https://mechon-mamre.org/p/pt/pt0705.htm">Judges 5:26</a>)<a></a></p></div></div></div>
<p style="color: #191c1f; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 13px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px 0px 16px;">And all of this, this beloved biblical story of Deborah’s leadership, Barak and Yael’s heroism, and most importantly, God’s providence for His people, began at the foot of Mount Tabor, the Holy Land site we can still see today. </p><br /><div><br /></div>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-71146355554030521852022-10-18T01:20:00.002-07:002022-10-30T11:22:54.567-07:00Parashat Vzot HaBeracha – ZEBULUN ISSACHAR and the Nations<p><span face="Montserrat, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(87, 162, 214); color: #57a2d6; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">Parashat Vzot HaBeracha – ZEBULUN ISSACHAR and the Nations</span></p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/y0PG1hmxD8g" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>
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<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYxq2DNGcLrIXfaha3D_Hsn0BLgJFU-VZFmLQg2ysbMO_aJGig7wDMR7cbB9bJ-JP7Yyf8VD-PNW6p1BTnqYsxujvZ9vpKlGCoR1w_is-PLwRKZ8U2drqgYC7_edhQfpkSubPMfd83CRY-07tLHYU5_kixdhD8NV7oeG9haaJL_ATF1Tl78e93LOKUcQ/s1024/982EF923-BD3F-4AEE-A318-40002A10CCE4.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="769" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYxq2DNGcLrIXfaha3D_Hsn0BLgJFU-VZFmLQg2ysbMO_aJGig7wDMR7cbB9bJ-JP7Yyf8VD-PNW6p1BTnqYsxujvZ9vpKlGCoR1w_is-PLwRKZ8U2drqgYC7_edhQfpkSubPMfd83CRY-07tLHYU5_kixdhD8NV7oeG9haaJL_ATF1Tl78e93LOKUcQ/w300-h400/982EF923-BD3F-4AEE-A318-40002A10CCE4.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/fE8CprBU1z8" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-33130999615093132532022-10-08T22:41:00.001-07:002022-10-08T22:41:54.189-07:00Parashat Haazinu – Ask Your Father and He will Tell you!m<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUFklGnzsYBs_4aYUeZynFYW2Y0trKu4gO02xdXzFzIgTG60NL1h22RjNpOUIt-uUxsgEDxpLnrqGaNgaBNaPoDHAgUgysmrEEB6xSn5RiemHltJD_yUqsp_IdHxJif94YcH4x5B_nL3XpmF1GS3zyf8Q1JSr7GydIkct20c1gNIxPVGinHETLZIzKeQ/s1496/05B22C06-8E7F-4B52-87C5-9847FD71D912.jpeg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; clear: left; float: left;"><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="1496" data-original-width="1496" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUFklGnzsYBs_4aYUeZynFYW2Y0trKu4gO02xdXzFzIgTG60NL1h22RjNpOUIt-uUxsgEDxpLnrqGaNgaBNaPoDHAgUgysmrEEB6xSn5RiemHltJD_yUqsp_IdHxJif94YcH4x5B_nL3XpmF1GS3zyf8Q1JSr7GydIkct20c1gNIxPVGinHETLZIzKeQ/s400/05B22C06-8E7F-4B52-87C5-9847FD71D912.jpeg"/></a></div>
<p> </p><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/PKnGo14zn90" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-28926040121032555552022-09-16T03:22:00.000-07:002022-09-16T03:22:11.892-07:00Friends of Itamar Appeal for Support<p> </p><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/H-li5mDtxgc" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-32470262052068818862022-09-16T02:13:00.001-07:002022-09-16T02:13:21.150-07:00As The World Turns . . .<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;">As the world gets closer to the Ameriken “mid turm elekshuns” things will get crazier and weirder.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Espeshially the “unternut” and “twacking”!</p><p style="text-align: center;">A-Eye will chv”s be aktivated on all devises</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNqDWnANNWEE_vh6tbqQWmpB5pc2lX45v_ipIXbLBgDGwG2Fv5DT9vxBAV6LTqijCIiGuuu3HGkuoTuEfHv0d2KW0D0AHFo1OJWdAOLlxe7DdVtegJS2YwSmc835xQjtYuKxTwnbhJSIW1gNjPMS2DEKYudoX1Zy7wo8LSyMMIbexDr-_73w9M7iNw-A/s298/FCB5ACDB-B262-45A5-B0A1-DF49BE9B4618.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="250" data-original-width="298" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNqDWnANNWEE_vh6tbqQWmpB5pc2lX45v_ipIXbLBgDGwG2Fv5DT9vxBAV6LTqijCIiGuuu3HGkuoTuEfHv0d2KW0D0AHFo1OJWdAOLlxe7DdVtegJS2YwSmc835xQjtYuKxTwnbhJSIW1gNjPMS2DEKYudoX1Zy7wo8LSyMMIbexDr-_73w9M7iNw-A/s1600/FCB5ACDB-B262-45A5-B0A1-DF49BE9B4618.jpeg" width="298" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-75954251495510774012022-09-16T02:11:00.000-07:002022-09-16T02:11:48.722-07:00Welcome to My Other Blog<p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwR7JSdL8BeBMzBMb72hdLymIduwuKf1tTN4D9m6h4DPDyGe8TDKipLGFEnF5RUHRmQfOLuzmyXDK6HTlzOzeooidoN4JY2hyu4lzDwKsXtKVr3v8yf_aSJRg8izAJdcfp3PIUGAJRfwwa2eHWD0tb8hlwx1CqzbRIwvLsQq5GeXBiSd7rFBdHrgbXGA/s1024/2C69D150-D6A8-44A1-ABAE-DBB946C30D3E.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="1024" height="235" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwR7JSdL8BeBMzBMb72hdLymIduwuKf1tTN4D9m6h4DPDyGe8TDKipLGFEnF5RUHRmQfOLuzmyXDK6HTlzOzeooidoN4JY2hyu4lzDwKsXtKVr3v8yf_aSJRg8izAJdcfp3PIUGAJRfwwa2eHWD0tb8hlwx1CqzbRIwvLsQq5GeXBiSd7rFBdHrgbXGA/w400-h235/2C69D150-D6A8-44A1-ABAE-DBB946C30D3E.jpeg" width="400" /></a></i></div><i><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></i><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: times; font-size: x-large;"> I am going to try to use this for reminiscences or just plain reflections</span></i>.</p><p><br /></p>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-60426547912218255842018-09-02T02:50:00.002-07:002018-09-02T02:50:45.661-07:00A Ride on Egged Today<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">There I was sitting toward the front of the Egged No 74 going to Givat Shaul.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUiCMjL9YyjSyXLC4KTAyZ5WvastUfRqmm09PLBRKSOqv2yUsAIFtj4RMKbYtuhgiqSW7s5hyphenhyphenjUyIQoeI-I0X3TfIET2XNpFoY1L8hyphenhyphenEMIXGPSMhUcEW_7q0ta6HomUnJpdSt-ZauqJvEY/s1600/F090517AS08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUiCMjL9YyjSyXLC4KTAyZ5WvastUfRqmm09PLBRKSOqv2yUsAIFtj4RMKbYtuhgiqSW7s5hyphenhyphenjUyIQoeI-I0X3TfIET2XNpFoY1L8hyphenhyphenEMIXGPSMhUcEW_7q0ta6HomUnJpdSt-ZauqJvEY/s320/F090517AS08.jpg" width="320" /></a>I like to watch people, as I find them interesting in many ways. Today my eyes took notice of a little more than middle-aged woman, with nicely bleached grey-blonde shortish hair, grey blue eyes, fine features and blush cheeks. She wore earrings, necklace, pin on her jacket, rings on her well-manicured nails, and her fingers were intertwined so that her rings were almost touching one another. In all, nothing flashy, just a lot of accoutrements that caught my attention. It was her stare that said something. There was no show of emotion on her face, she just stared out the window. <br />
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I wonder what she was thinking.<br />
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Suddenly the scene changes and I am traveling back in time, to 1943 and the bus was a train. I now saw the lady wearing a nondescript grayish dress, short sleeves, square neckline. Her arms were extended in front of her, her fingers slightly intertwined. Her expression was devoid of emotion. A blank stare that spoke of loneliness, deprivation and muted pain. The loneliness surrounded her as she sat there in the double seat in front of me but next to the window, facing outside.<br />
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Then I saw the other passengers wearing that same grayish clothing, a dusty cloud seemed to envelope each and every person on the Egged train to nowhere. My lady was deep inside herself, somewhere perhaps with once grandchildren or maybe tilling her garden, or maybe just gazing back to happier times.<br />
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The woman in the seat before me, with her back toward me, was a smallish not skinny brunette. A gray shawl hung around her back and shoulders. She was up and down, discussing something with the ticket-man. Back and forth she went until satisfied she understood his instructions. Once seated she began asking the woman in the seat directly facing her. A smallish woman, definitely a sephardi savta with a teichel held to her whispy hair with two bobbi pins, on either side above the ears. She was very authoritative, and gave precise instructions to the appreciative gray-shawled lady. The train continued traveling to its destination. <br />
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After a right turn, my bejeweled lady turned matter of factly to the brunette in the shawl and told her that it was her time to exit the bus.<br />
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<br />Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-879646002209753952018-08-24T04:02:00.001-07:002018-08-24T04:02:24.798-07:00Blueberry Bonanza<span style="color: magenta; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>All my favorite foodie blogs are pumping out tray after tray of blueberry muffins, blueberry pancakes, blueberry-lemon waffles (yum). Such scrumptious puffs of sweetness bursting with little blues - and they're sooo healthy. Well, lest I leave you salivating, here is a delicious recipe from a blog i visit a lot:
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Why is it that on a regular weekday my eyes pop open and up I am, feeding the birds, looking at the JPost, before even making my delicious freshly-ground fresh-brewed vanilla bean coffee (Aah that aroma) with cinnamon stick frothy Hazelnut-Coconut milk (very healthy) and feel just fine? But on a tzom (Jewish day of fasting) immediately upon awaking, before lifting my head, that awful feeling greets me? Just can't figure that out. </span><br />
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Well today, I went for a routine annual blood test, awoke fine, sipped a little water, and prepared for the day. Then I remembered that today was really special. </span><br />
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On went the computer and I tuned in to the amazing Nefesh b'Nefesh video of the 49th plane full of exhausted (I remember that feeling) new olim with tons of children, some bouncing around while others drowsily leaning on anyone or the floor. The introductions were lively, the music invigorating (surely kept everyone half awake, together with all the clapping of hands skillfully orchestrated to wake the sleeping). </span><br />
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But more then that the music brought back those aliya feelings of excitement and butterflies inside that accompanied every thought and preparation the week of my flight. B"H </span><br />
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The funny part is I had to push off my flight a couple days because enroute to me was my iPad! How could I go without my iPad. Too expensive to buy in Israel. However, I'm sorry that I didn't bring an iPhone with also. Oh, well, gam zu letova. My friends joked about the flight change. Back to the Olim. </span><br />
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I just love watching the olim and seeing so many disparate individuals, all Jews coming to begin their life-changing fulfilling
Great pictures <a href="http://www.israelnationalnews.com/News/News.aspx/170193#.Ue6Rqxbvb9I">of the children</a>. </span>
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On the way, all of a sudden his 'smart phone' beeped and he read a message. At Binyan Klal (right near Maccabi) there was a shooting, a man and woman were shot. Oh, great. That's where I'm headed.</span><br />
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Traffic was a bit stalled on Betzalel so I suggested going down the street (where the fish restaurant used to be, on the corner, where they're doing renovations) just before Eliash. It took us straight to Agripas. I walked from there, looking around for policemen.</span><br />
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Maccabi has the routine down so smoothly, I was in and out for the blood test. Back on Agripas around the corner toward the #19 bus and there they were. Policemen, an ambulance, people grilling the mishtara for information; the entrance on Eliach to Binyan Klal has some business going on at the entrance, but most of the action was over by then. Oh, well.</span><br />
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My bus came soon and of course the lady in front of me grilled the bus driver about the incident. I made my way around her to find a seat, as the driver turned up the radio so everyone on the bus could hear the news report. </span><br />
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When we neared my neighborhood, at one intersection, there was a car not moving. The driver was getting annoyed because 'she' couldn't move around the car without entering the oncoming lane. Well, the car started moving and the driver waved at the bus driver, she opened the door and the car driver started asking for directions. "Yashar, yashar v'smolah."</span><br />
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B"H I was back at Abarbanel St and a furry welcome.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">There in the entrance, in the grass to the right side, was "Mommycat and her seven (7) little darling kittens" greeting me, with 'meow, meow'. I took that for 'please give us food'. So upstairs I went, to the cabinet, and opened a can of sardines. I mashed them into a dish and down I went to feed our little friends. She is a youngish mother, and so happy to have those seven little darlings. Her stomach had eight (8) little nipples. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">This was the first time I ever saw so many kittens from one litter. The color of each kitten reflected one of the colors of the mother cat, she was multi-orange-white-grey and dark grey, but mostly white-orange. Her nose was still pink, that's how I could tell she was a young new mommycat. My husband was actually the first to feed them and so mommycat was very very appreciative of him and truly showed her affection by rubbing and meowing.</span><br />
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<br />HaShem gave the waters on the earth on the third day of creation a directive not to go beyond their boundaries, set by the sands of shorelines.<br />
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But what are they witnessing before their visual amazement? The waters are overflowing their boundaries.<br />
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In all the coverage of Sandy's strange path through the ocean ('hugging the shoreline,' 'veering strategicly left,' 'unleashing her might surrounding Manhattan,' and then in a reversed question-mark path' continuing) onto land, I have not heard anyone exclaim that "the Hand of God, is God angry with us! He has loosened the boundaries of the sea."<br />
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This experience should produce some thoughts of retrospection, a delving into one's psyche, to grasp the message this mega-storm, this "ultra-earth-shattering" (everything is 'ultra' now) event, smack between the Parsha where HaShem instructs Avraham to leave his country, city, and family and the Parsha of the destruction of Sodom & Gomorrah.<br />
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Could there be a message here for the "undecided" Jews in America. Undecided who will lead the once great Goldene Medina away from a godless socialistic philosophy toward a restoration of Godly values once again, or the undecided about supporting the holiness of our Godly inheritance of Eretz Yisrael, or the indecision of coming home and living under the Wings of God's message to the world with the re-entry of Eretz Yisrael into history.<br />
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The fulfillment of the great prophecies of old.
How could one remain undecided about who Governs this world! Who causes the sun to shine, Who loosens the boundaries of the seas upon the sands of the shores...<br />
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And who causes the winds to blow, the sun to shine, the birds to sing, and man and woman to live with free will.Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-30788005456358496532012-11-11T04:59:00.001-08:002013-07-28T05:19:27.701-07:00Heavenly Rain<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgklFk0FOWta6pLo7k3XNX4p25IO6PKb41oKTYNqtej44rUbTE_eelAXbL_WctWzs6ZtAabqZ2mk3G4oD1LFYNWe9GzyWsBkxXK_Mhck_4rO-aDxHNb84mpR0v4Z-hCZQz_r-KqkciuHeEO/s1600/rain+clouds.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgklFk0FOWta6pLo7k3XNX4p25IO6PKb41oKTYNqtej44rUbTE_eelAXbL_WctWzs6ZtAabqZ2mk3G4oD1LFYNWe9GzyWsBkxXK_Mhck_4rO-aDxHNb84mpR0v4Z-hCZQz_r-KqkciuHeEO/s320/rain+clouds.jpeg" width="320" /></a>Crunchy leaves underfoot and a blue sky with many white clouds announces Autumn, or the beginning of the winter season here in Israel.
The sky was grey as I awoke. But then the sun smiled down on her children. By noon there came sauntering along a big grey cloud covering the sky above, then sweet rain pours down on every stone and blade of grass. Soon the grey cloud moves on to drench another area, and the blue sky reappears with sunshine. That is what you call heavenly rain.
Each fluffy grey cloud has a list of programmed addresses to visit. Yesterday they were very generous in Elat, and today they are visiting Yerushalayimm. Very gently the season has changed. So today I put away my summer clothes with a sigh and fleeting memory of the warm days goneby. Busy rearranging drawers and closets, I unwrap my woolens and put them in their places. I'm ready! All ready for winter.Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-16735680993654606022012-05-20T07:18:00.015-07:002012-05-20T10:41:51.041-07:00Yom YerushalayimToday is Yom Yerushalayim and the city is alive with Simcha pouring out of everyone.<br /><br />This morning I went to hear three shiurim on Yerushalayim, in Baka, and then after a garden lunch we all started our march from Baka to the old Derech Hevron and listened as our guide spoke of Avraham Avinu and his footsteps on the way to Har HaBayit. Some of us felt as if we were treading that same path.<br /><br />On we went with our footsteps traversing a rugged path, thru trees, pebbles and stones, and then we came out onto the Tayelet. This is the very large winding walkway that just about traverses all of Yerushalayim. At least. From this hilltop pathway one could see almost all the other hilltops, Har HarHabayit, Har HaZeitim, Mt Scopus, a few Arab sounding hills too, plus Harei Yehuda, a desert moshav, the Yam HaMelech. As far as the eye could see, the expanse was breathtaking, all the way over to the sand hills of Yehuda and practically into Jordan.<br /><br />The buses are running on a different schedule, because the streets are filling up with marchers. Up Rehov Ramban they are marching, in their white shirts, knitted kippot, flags flying high, and voices bellowing out patriotic tunes. I'm home now, in the afternoon, and my mirpeset door is open and there is a cacophony of birds singing, helicopters flying overhead, singing marchers, and cars with music rising and filling the crisp, clean air. The weather couldn't have been more excellent, a perfect blend of coolness and caressing warmth. (If I close my eyes, it sounds like Purim)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyK62v3HbmNYg6zGKk8x9uLJzoj_Woue29SO6hbmwzrC82_IVGXNiVg60RB5P4-qIgUK9yHRB6YJMYL4gNoopt2gjWiadGmUtfWaumA3K4GAZbF1uJ65yWsaZYT5_lCUle03f8O_4KElIF/s1600/K+George.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyK62v3HbmNYg6zGKk8x9uLJzoj_Woue29SO6hbmwzrC82_IVGXNiVg60RB5P4-qIgUK9yHRB6YJMYL4gNoopt2gjWiadGmUtfWaumA3K4GAZbF1uJ65yWsaZYT5_lCUle03f8O_4KElIF/s400/K+George.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5744666738262017266" /></a><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">Photo from <a href="http://www.israelnationalnews.com/News/News.aspx/156007#.T7knd47Nr9I">Arutz Sheva</a></span></i><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br />HaShem must be getting Nachas from His children so full of joy for the love of Yerushalayim, and for the miracle that He performed for us.<br /><br /></div><div><br /><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">How could a Jew stay in a land not his own, but one that celebrates turkey day, rabbits, and jingling bells?</span></i><br /><br />My heart is in love, my Neshoma is home. Listen to what Dovid Green sings from his heart, the heart of a Jew:<br /><div><br />“Jerusalem – Eye of the Universe."<br /><br /><object width="420" height="243"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/V4otHxzPggs?version=3&hl=en_US&rel=0"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/V4otHxzPggs?version=3&hl=en_US&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="243" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object><br /><br />Music, lyrics and vocals by Dovid (David Green)<br /><br />The song is a powerful look at Jerusalem from Green’s eyes and is featuredin his new album, “Journey to the Real You.” Green immigrated to Israel with his family from Toronto ten years ago.<br /><br />Jerusalem - Eye of the Universe is a passionate expression of Dovid's love for the holy city of Jerusalem. The song and video takes you on a tour of the layers of history and modern life of the place also referred to as the eye of the universe, for no matter what happens in Jerusalem, it finds it's way to the front pages of the news papers around the world. Here are the lyrics<br /><br />Soul of the world<br />in the heart of the land<br />together we stand in the<br />eye of the universe<br /><br />where G-d meets man<br />through the joy and the pain<br />Jerusalem<br />eye of the universe<br /><br />City of peace<br />between the body and the soul<br />and the heavens and the earth<br />between one another<br />and please one day with the nations of the world<br />like her people pray<br /><br />no more need to fight<br />and her G-dly light<br />will shine even brighter<br />and revive the life<br />oh yerushalayim<br /><br /><br />CHORUS<br />I can't explain<br />but I've never felt this way<br />Ive gotta kiss the ground cause I'm overwhelmed<br />Im in love with this ancient city<br />theres something in the air<br />I never felt anywhere<br /><br />tell me why<br />Im feeling more alive<br />with every step I take<br />as I make my way<br />to the heart of the holy city<br />and i touch the wall of stone<br />like it's a part of my bones<br />and with a gentle kiss I know<br />I finally found my way home<br /><br />the prophets and the kings<br />in the temple worshiping<br />together we will sing in the<br />eye of the universe<br /><br />Layers of living<br />Timeless city<br />I can't believe I'm witnessing<br />centuries in the history of my soul<br /><br /></div></div>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6371756024384868079.post-79748322148306404762012-05-09T08:41:00.003-07:002012-05-09T08:50:07.930-07:00Dear Residents of Crown Heights<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilkvOCYo1w1wQ9H5zPdkODHzlzZet1D5JFknIfaKDvyzw9AneQJCOfdtl-p65nt2OB1tDctbn08zD2Y7DuX8jScKcAn8bGBr0W4q9YM9XsNmtnfl8EeCBHgG78G769mTubQQqCZdFMmfjd/s1600/a+kotel+in+CH.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilkvOCYo1w1wQ9H5zPdkODHzlzZet1D5JFknIfaKDvyzw9AneQJCOfdtl-p65nt2OB1tDctbn08zD2Y7DuX8jScKcAn8bGBr0W4q9YM9XsNmtnfl8EeCBHgG78G769mTubQQqCZdFMmfjd/s400/a+kotel+in+CH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5740560167794696162" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />If this isn't one of the saddest things...<br /><br />Open Your Eyes ... <div><br /></div><div><br />Yes, you are teaching valuable Jewish history through visuals so they can/will/might touch the yiddishe neshoma and stir a longing to actually return Home to the "3,000 Year Old REAL WORLD," in Yerushalayim where one can place a note in the actual KOTEL for real:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.vosizneias.com/105946/2012/05/08/brooklyn-ny-crown-heights-museum-brings-kids-3000-years-of-jewish-history">Crown Heights Museum Brings Kids 3,000 Years Of Jewish History</a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Neshamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06326762185596512130noreply@blogger.com1