Amazon Prime Day is everyday I open up a phone, tablet or computer. For, they are like a drug that keeps on lowering my bank account. The initially high of getting a new package is so exciting until I open it up and have to get a new fix. Amazon has made me become a shop alcoholic because of the ease and temptation always follows me wherever I might go. I’m _____ and I’m Amazon Addict.
FOOTNOTE- Do you have loved ones who live in this mindset?
These (bel0w) are my new Jewish New Year Resolutions which I hope hold true through the December 31 st calendar as well.
(1) TOUGHER- This year I will not worry so much about not getting into a conflict as standing up for the battles ahead without them consuming my mind as well.
(2) TWO SECOND RULE– I will try and wait 2 seconds before I interject my own thoughts.
(3) ACTIVE LISTENER- I will try to absorb more what others bring in before I bring out my own thoughts.
Isn’t it time young people went to gym that fit “their lifestyle”? “Gym Games” will be the facility that will take exercise to a whole new dimension of fun. Yes, we will pump you up but with Mario along for the ride. This facility will have screens attached to all the equipment allowing one to view something more entertaining than their own feet. “Gym Games” it’s time to add fun to one’s workout.
I had not lived the right faith but the door is still opening for me. Don’t get me wrong the trip was a bit more arduous than if I had gone through a conversion on the ground but at least I’m going through the gate now. In the end I guess it’s not if you have 100 % right but whether you kept a toe or two in respect to those of differing faiths when walking below that allows the ultimate door to finally open for us all.
For a moment everyone is speaking to me in a library voice as they try to lower my level. It is a world where everyone reassures me and quietly allows me to live within my boundaries safely. I know it’s not the real world but this one is so calm that sometimes I just want to stay there even if it is so damn quiet.
What if it is true the prayers and sacrifice of this Yom Kippur season will decide who will be rich or poor or even more disconcerting who will actually live and die? If the world in someway is tied to how we close out this year could nothing be more frightening? Who am I and thy people to be worthy in anyway of such a role. We are humble servants who often lack the will and/or true understanding on how best to serve. G-D please accept our heartfelt prayers and sacrifice on behalf of all our brothers and sisters from any tribe to make this year one full of happiness, success, health and love. Whatever role it might truly have in your grand plan.
At every performance I was looking for who had not attended instead of the hand that was always there. You were the one who stood by me day in and day out through any conditions that fell thy way. Yet I was so busy looking for more that I forgot to see the true supporter in the crowd or empty seats and now it’s too late. For, now you watch performance in the heavens above and suddenly I hear the applause that I won’t hear anymore.
Because I came in when nobody else showed.
Because I came earlier and stayed later than most
Because I put up with your complaints and disdain.
Because I didn’t say it was someone else’s job but did it myself.
Because I cared when others walked away.
Because my attitude outside was nothing like the one I felt inside.
I’ve earned it and that extra piece of Cheescake taste just right.
I’m trying but after expecting a tree all I see is a splinter. Can I focus all my energies on this bit when the world appeared to be at my grasp just a moment before only to slip away, again? I guess for those that did show especially in these conditions I should be grateful but that means quarantining the other feelings that are bursting at my seems. Everyone has their reasons I just wish I didn’t have to feel the effects thereof. Sometimes it makes me just want to quit but then I notice the paint brush is still wet. G-D willing someday it will be a tree but for now the splinter looks fine…I guess.
What one fears depends on when and how that person believes the story will end. If one believes that their story is written by others like them then fear is always at the door? Will he/she accept me for what I have/am? While others fear resides in a deeper purpose than this time or place looking to a pursuit many can’t see or perceive. Am I living within the realm the almighty has designed for me and how/when is my final judgement going to be decided? As Yom Kippur is about to begin those that with this fear will look not only to turn another page in their books but in the books of others that don’t even know the true author. May G-D bless us all that this fear motivate us all for our higher purpose and allow our books to be continued to be opened in the upcoming year.