According to the Menachot (43 b), a Jew is to recite 100 bendictions every day.
What a great idea.
What a great practice to practice.
It would make us more and more aware of all the blessings
we receive each day.
Start counting.
We wake up in the morning – alive – filled with the gift
of life. We open up our eyes. We say, “Another day. Thank You God.”
We just made our first prayer of thanks – our first
benediction - of the day.
99 to go.
We stand under the shower. The water showering on our
neck and the top of our shoulders feels so good. “Thank You God! Water! A
shower. Hot and cold water combined in such a way to make it all feel so comforting.”
98 to go.
Orange juice … cereal … coffee … cold butter and peanut
butter on toasted English muffins … and also strawberry jam sometimes. “Praise
You God.”
97 to go.
....
It’s 11:30 P.M. and we’re falling asleep. “Thank You God for a great day and for this
comfortable bed.”
0 to go.
“Wow, God, did 100 benedictions today. Thank You.”
“Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
Saturday, January 1, 2022
REFLECTIONS
Since 2007 - when I started this blog - most of my reflections have been poems and verse pieces.
This year - 2022 - I'm going to offer 365 reflections - in a short prose format.
I'm going to take each piece from the over 10 volumes of handwritten - about 140 pieces in a volume - that I have been writing through the years.
That's all. The first piece is enitled "Sticks and Stones."
Amen. Hope all goes well.
January 1, 2022
STICKS AND STONES
Which do you prefer: sticks or stones?
Was it a question of taste – or was it a necessity – our
ancestors choosing wood or stone?
Obviously, it was both – stone homes with wooden doors –
stone axes with wooden handles.
Wood – so much easier to work with – to carve – to carry
– to use – but I wood rots. It burns.
Stone – so much heavier,
so hard to carve, to cut, to carry, but it doesn’t burn.
Wood or stone or what?
What describes my personality better? Best?
Wooden? No, don’t
call me wooden.
Rock? Maybe
sometimes. Yet who wants to be described as having a stone head or stone face?
Yet, I guess, I would want to be seen as strong and solid
and someone you can lean on. Wouldn’t
you?
And Peter, the apostle, was nicknames, “Rock” by Jesus. Yet
he was not that rocky when he denied Jesus 3 times.
And he sank, when he tried to walk on water.
And Jesus was a carpenter and he worked with wood – and
walked on water – and he died on a wooden cross.
Me? Okay too
flexible at times – not strong enough at other times? Is that always bad? Isn’t there strength in
gentleness and suppleness and bendability?
Water? Now that’s
more like it. That’s more me.
Sticks and stones?
Stones sink and wood floats.
I think I need to do some more thinking on all this.
Sticks and stones will break my bones - but names will
never hurt me.
“What a wonderful thought it is, that some of the best days
of our lives haven’t even happened yet.”
Anne Frank
Friday, December 31, 2021
December31,2021
Thought
for the Day
“Let
the one that would move the world, first move themselves.”
Socrates
December 31, 2021
STILL
Still? Still have things to do? Still wondering…. Still waiting …. Still …. the unanswered. When the still starts to slip, what gives, what goes, what remains? What still is there? What hangs on? What still do I want? What still am I? What still do I miss?
What still do I need to do? What will I do in this new year to come?