In many ways winter is more interesting than spring. The opportunity to do a mitzvah doesn’t in any way correlate to your interest or readiness to do it. Fruit salad is inherently more exciting than fruit itself. And yet without fruit, fruit salad is a complete and utter absurdity. All human beings understand the idea […]
Life Lessons
Life Lessons, Easter Sunday 2016. AKA “Draw your life in colors.”
Not really connected to Easter, but written down on Easter none-the-less. Villains are fascinating. Good friends are the greatest comfort there is. We don’t need and can’t always expect answers, but a response is nice. The beginning, middle, and end of life, and every moment in between is infused with an undeniable and pervasive […]
Merrick Garland’s Supreme Court Nomination Acceptance Speech
I happened to be in my car when President Obama announced that Merrick Garland was his nominee to the Supreme Court. Purely by coincidence I heard Garland’s acceptance speech which tells the immigration story of his family as well as explains how his parents instilled values in him and his sisters. Setting politics aside, the […]
The Imaginary Finish Line
I know lots of people, myself included, who like being able to check things off lists. It’s not surprising that we like to get things done. Getting things done, reaching the finish line, brings a sense of satisfaction, closure, and completion. It also allows us to move on to new projects and to clear up […]
The Automatic Self
I’m starting to think that February is a month that brings with it a certain amount of unavoidable stress. There are a couple of contributing factors. First, we’re all sick of winter. Next, though February isn’t particularly busy, the spring ushers in a time of busy-ness for just about all of us. So we […]
My cup overflows
For most of my life I’ve considered myself a “cup’s 1/2 full” sort of person. That’s because I’ve long believed (and told anyone that cared to listen) that optimism IS realism. The world is just too darn fabulous to allow for any other correlation. But I’m not a “cup’s 1/2 full” sort of person anymore. […]