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Wilderness City: A Little Bit Crazy
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A Little Bit Crazy. Better if she thinks I'm a little bit crazy. And loves me anyway. How can I start singing and dancing. I don't give an explanation to my self. How can I follow my soul's direction,. In to infinite vistas or holocaust ovens? These things come to me, I can't ignore them. Better if she thinks I'm a little bit crazy. And loves me anyway. How can I ever really laugh, or cry? How can I find myself jacked up on raw electric energy. Better, I say, if she thinks I'm a little bit crazy. And I s...
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Wilderness City: Spring returns to Israel
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Spring returns to Israel. A few weeks back I wrote this:. The hawks are back! I just saw two of them flying up the wadi. Jumped out of my seat and leaned over my desk. Looking out my window as they sailed past. Brown, motionless wings. Drawn on by unseen winds. Drawing my heart after them. Today I went for a walk on the wild side of Jerusalem's Sachar Park - the wild rakafot. Poppies), and skediot. Almonds) are blooming up a storm - all pink, red, and white. Beautiful! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Wilderness City: Going out to Country
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Going out to Country. I ended up, after months of searching, with a full time job, and that’s where I’ve remained. They suffer my strange schedule, as I aim to pack my learning into the mornings and wander in to work in time for a late brunch. How does it help the world? How does it affect my understanding of reality? How does it change how I act? That’s what was missing. There are a few precious teachers I’ve found who really focus on the whole range – not the big picture, not the small pict...Good insi...
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Wilderness City: A Grab Bag of Light
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A Grab Bag of Light. A good Hanukkah to all! I just hope the 2 hours I spent forced to choose between below freezing temperatures and listening to "The greatest variety of.Christmas music" goes on my record as cleaning up some grievous wrongdoing. For MCAryeh, who's troubled. By the lack of good Hanukkah music, here's one with a whole lot of soul. It came to me just as the sun was finishing to set into the first night here in Jerusalem. And what if the lamp is in the desert? Then you have to take off you...
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Wilderness City: From Mehzbehz to Uman
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From Mehzbehz to Uman. This is a continuation. See "On to Uman" for the big picture, and "Visiting the Holy Baal Shem" for the first part of the trip.). Now we're standing in the main square of Mehzbehz, negotiating rides by flashes of fingers and movements of the head. We're not having much success. None of us came here with much money. The last potential ride leaves the square and I settle in to learn a little bit. A van pulls up. Will this be the one? Our traveling companions are Israeli, Sephardi, fa...
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Wilderness City: The Faces we Wear
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The Faces we Wear. Looking at how I wote myself up on a dating site, and then looking at how I wrote myself up on Myspace. Interesting to see the different tones. I'm sure someone's done research on how people put on different faces for different crowds. The whole online world collects all the data in a nice neat pile. I'm posting this because I think it's fun writing. No dating inquires please. ;). Who I'd like to meet:. This is how I describe myself:. This is what I am looking for in a mate:.
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Wilderness City: Notes on Storytelling
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A good friend asked me to write about storytelling. I never put together a well stitched piece, but I did jot down some notes. I went back to look at them today, and thought they were interesting. This is largely unedited - just thoughts and feelings as they came out. If you tell a story and don't add anything, why tell the story? There's adding and then there's adding. If it comes from the heart, it goes to the heart. You can sense who's really listening. Creating space is key: pauses, spaces. Sometime...
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Wilderness City: Into the Woods
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When the Seer of Lublin was a child - 4 or 5 - his teacher had trouble with him in school. He was always running off into the woods. His teacher would try and discipline him - but it didn't do any good. One time his teacher followed him deep into the woods, and saw him sit down on the forest floor and, trembling, scream out "Shma Yisrael! His teacher didn't give him a hard time after that. His father once asked him, though, "Why are you going out into the woods all the time? To find God," he responded.
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Wilderness City: A Strong Move to the Heart
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A Strong Move to the Heart. And from here where do I begin? I was feeling tired. Quite tired in fact. Come 6 o'clock on some days, and I'd be gone-but-gone - I had a certain motion of imagination where I would curl up on a shelf right about shoulder height and go to sleep. That's where my soul slept, and my body suffered through until it could find a place to shut on down - dead and away bone tired. And then the search was on (or shall we say continued - there were early rumblings. I popped the idea to t...
