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Do we remember?

how long has it been?

not that many years, if you think about it.

if you think about it, that is.

no, we have not forgotten.

articles run almost monthly about it.




and so we all remember.



we remember the war.

we remember the deaths.

we remember the great minds lost,

the great human losess.

so, yes we remember.

but do we really?

do we remember the everlasting message we learn from it?

and what is that message?

a great song and video on the message just below.

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please tell me your thoughts on this


Today is my annual re-kindling week.

since I forget to start on monday,

it will be from today to next Wednesday.


in a little village,
in  a place far away,
a man sits in front of the shtender,
deep in prayer,
a glow on his face,
as his little daughter watches silently,
tears streaming down her soft cheeks.
from the shtender he turns away,
and asks his young daughter,
“why is that you cry?”
are you sad that mommy,
your life she will not stand by your side,
are your sad-mamleh that she will never return?
“no tatty,i do not cry for mommy,
i know she dwells safe,next to the kesai hakovod.
and she will be forever alive my heart.”
tell me please,
my dear child,
why is it that you cry?
“i cry my dear father,
because I’ve seen how your pure words,
reach the gates of the kasai hako,
i know tatta that every time you pray,
your words reach our father in heaven-
and i know-
it will be okay.”




Look up at the sky…

a universe of wonders are up high…

blue and white contrast…

to make a magnificent effect.

From here will come the rain for crops to grow,

brilliant white snow for us all,

and somewhere up there,

lies the kesai hakovod.

walk down a street…

a world of wonders will unfold,

mysterious untold,

English: Street in Bucharest after the rain

people live their lives here,

each with a different story,

each street has housed dozens of people’s history.

hundreds of people,

each with a life their own,

have walked down this same road.

Look up at a tree.

A full-sized tree.

green and brown,

it takes the rain in,

and will bring it out,

when comes the time for it to sprout.

it has seen perhaps over a hundred years of history.Tasmania, Styx valley. This Eucalyptus regnans...

the fashions come and go,

people stay and people leave,

leaving their generations in their steed.

it watches how the world changes,

how some things stay the same.

you ask what is to thank for,

and I have listed but three,

“common” things we see every day,

which have so much beauty,

if only we would stop and see.

my challenge to you:

stop and notice a regular object.

what do you see?


English: The word "Love" is drawn in...

Image via Wikipedia

Today is valentine’s day.

I think today is the perfect time to talk about love.

What is love?

“a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person –

but this is,

I think,

a inept description.


So what is love?


Love is being with a person no matter what comes your or their way.

Love is providing smiles when you want to cry.

Love is being a shoulder to cry on.

Love is about receiving and getting.


Love defies description,

it defies words.

It is a word that one must learn the meaning for them themselves.


Happy valentines day,

and may you have a day of meaning and inspiration.


What do you have to say about love?

Your Effect

हिन्दी: Nature

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Long- lost thoughts drift in the mist of time…

dreams come and go…

Words are said and constantly forgotten…

People walk in and out of our lives all the time…

Deeds are done and forgotten…

Everything comes and go as if they never occurred.


Alas, is time but an illusion,

buried time for naught,

Dreams long forgotten worth nothing at all?

We spend so much time on things that turn out to be nothing at all,

petty and soon forgotten.


Are they all for nothing?


In a place far away,

and what goes on there no one can truly say,

the master scribe sits,

recording every deed,

every word.


each prayer is used to bring relief,

or sealed for the future.


Each tear used to heal the sick,

spark a dream,

another brick on the heavenly kingdom.


Each deed is forever imprinted,

on the world it will forever have an impact,

a brick added,

or subtracted,

each one does something in a not not so small way.


So make sure each word is truly what you mean to say,

each smile to brighten another’s day,

each deed carefully measured,

because it will make an impact on the world,

if not today,

then sometime far away,

and each thing,

will come back to you one day.


Today you can…


begin to grow in some direction…

do a good deed…

give a little something to someone else…

read something for your soul…

smile at someone…

stop and realize how marvelous the world is…

hold yourself back from doing or saying something you shouldn’t…

realize how positively awesome you are…

start to believe in yourself…

begin a diary…

say a prayer with more concentration then usual…

say a prayer for someone else…

think about eretz yisreal…

call a friend…

share a moment with a relative…

give in…

say hello to a random stranger…

do a little something for a friend…

buy a special fruit today is tu- Shevat,

look at a flower,

make a few brachos out loud,

do something for the sake of reb elyishav- all you probably know, he is in critical condition.  By the way, if you are a gentile, you can do this too- you have no idea how much he cares about every single human being.

make 100 brochos…


and the list goes on…


what do you mean you have nothing to do?

Today, you can start to change the world.

what are you waiting for?

today can be different

it’s up to you.

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