Saturday, March 23, 2019

Many people did not receive this Post on Thursday, so I am resending it now. Regular post in the morning. The pale Blue dot by Carl Sagen and Happy Purim today outside of Jerusalem and thousands celebrate Purim Video from 1932

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Yehuda Lave, Spiritual Advisor and Counselor

Yehuda Lave is an author, journalist, psychologist, rabbi, spiritual teacher and coach, with degrees in business, psychology and Jewish Law. He works  with people from all walks of life and helps them in their search for greater happiness, meaning, business advice on saving money,  and spiritual engagement

Show Concern Instead Of Anger

Rabbi Yitzchok Blauser's daughter once went to the cupboard, and all the glasses, cups and dishes fell and broke. He did not get angry at her, and he did not even ask her why she wasn't more careful.

Rather, his only concern was that she should not be upset or frightened. He said to her, "Don't worry. There's not need to get upset. It's all right."

Love Yehuda Lave and Happy Purim

our annual Jewish carnival called PURIM

.  It  is the equivalent of The Macy"s day parade down 5th Av in NY , Moomba, The Notting Hill carnival and Chinese New Year

.Here is a short list of what not to do!!

1.   Don't dress up your kids in any clothing that can catch fire.

2.   Don't paint your kids with paint, glue or crayons.

3.   Avoid lots of alcohol. [Kids should not drink alcohol].

4.   Driving: be serious, drive carefully and belt up your kids.    While driving look out of stray kids that run across roads.

5.   Lock up your house, your jewelry and be aware that thieves can use your house -while you are out- as a nice income for their families

.6.   If you plan on fasting on Tzom Esther [ and you should] ....first consider your health and what meds. you take - check with your doctor

.7.   If you leave your house with 5 kids, make sure you come back home that evening with 5 kids.

8.  Don't let your kids dress up as terrorists, arabs or 'the bad-guys'. Don't give your kids any realistic guns or knives.    {police and security are on high alert: If a policeman sees a gun [or even a plastic gun]..he may mis-interpret the situation.....}

9.  Sugar in  sweets, cakes and toffee and all that sweet muck    causes kids to be hyper-active and also damages the body physiology.

10. Purim is a 2 week festival-- expect to go into it with pleasure and safety, and then come out of it [later] as a happy and successful trip. 

Don't go out of your way-to find problems, accidents, injuries or even extreme stupidity.Enjoy the festival, but be an ADULT....and be safety conscious.

Tens of thousands celebrate Purim in 1932 & 1933 Tel Aviv

Meir Dizengoff, the first mayor of Tel Aviv, crowns 'Queen Ester' in Tel Aviv's 1932 Purim parade.

WhatsApp and the Joy of Adar

From penniless immigrant to billionaire, Jan Koum's fortune captures the joy of possibility.

A few years ago, Jan Koum, a Ukrainian Jew, sold WhatsApp to Facebook for 19 billion dollars. As a child, Jan attended a school in Kiev in a town so poor that the school did not even have a bathroom. The children would have to run outside and cross the parking lot in freezing weather to use the bathroom.

In 1992, Jan moved to America with his mother and grandmother to escape the dangerous, anti-Semitic environment in Kiev. The penniless immigrants spent many years subsisting on food stamps and welfare. Jan did not own a computer until he was 19-years-old. He was a poor student who barely graduated from Mountain View High School and dropped out of San Jose State University. But he used many parts of his background to create WhatsApp.

For example, the lack of advertising in WhatsApp stems from coming from a country where advertising didn't exist. Growing up in a place where the state monitors people's conversations made Jan passionate about privacy and explains why WhatsApp does not require any registration information. And Jan's own challenges as a child trying to communicate with his family back in Russia led him to his current profession. The company has only about 50 employees and few people enter WhatsApp modest offices in Mountain View.

Koum's rags to incredible riches story is perfect for the Jewish month of Adar that we are presently in. As Purim draws closer, our joy increases. It is the joy of possibility, of the improbable becoming reality, of the downtrodden becoming royalty. Esther was a modest, unadorned woman who was least interested in becoming queen and yet, she's the one who ends up in the palace. Mordechai was a righteous scholar far removed from politics and yet he's the one who becomes closest to the King. The powerful, evil Haman is degraded. The endangered, frightened nation wins. Things are turned upside down and inside out.

That is the joy of this month – the happiness of possibility, of knowing that God can turn anything and everything around any day, any hour, any minute. Behind the scenes, God is pulling the strings, orchestrating events with surprising results that no one had planned.

Like the unlikely story of how I met my husband. At the time, I was pulling all-nighters in the Wharton study halls and partying every Saturday night with my friends. When one of the Hillel organizers asked me to speak at the third meal on Shabbos, I almost said no. It would take too much time to write a speech. Besides, I didn't even like speaking. And I wasn't even planning on going to that meal. But I spent a lot of time at Hillel, eating meals and going to prayer services there each week. I felt like I should be giving something back, even if it was just a ten minute speech. So I spoke.

Afterwards, my husband-to-be approached me and asked me about some of the ideas that I spoke about. We walked back to the dorms talking about Torah and Israel and our shared ideals. At that point in my life, I wasn't ready to get married. My plan was to finish graduate school first. But when I walked back into my dorm room, the first thing I said to my roommate was, "I just met the person that I'm going to marry. He has a good soul just like my grandma said I should look for."

"Have you lost your mind? You only spoke to him for five, ten minutes max!" my roommate said flabbergasted. "Remember our plan? Graduate school? The apartment we're going to share in NYC?"

My roommate thought I was joking. And I didn't blame her. Marriage was something very far off in my future – or so I thought. But something had changed. Something had been turned upside down and inside out. At that moment I knew that my own 'plan' was being transformed into something else, something that I hadn't even been looking for.

"I'm going to marry him," I answered.

"Let's go to Smokey Joe's. I think you need a drink," my roommate laughed.

But right after our college graduation that year, this same roommate was laughing at my wedding, toasting the most improbable, impossible match that either of us could have thought of.

Recently, I took my children to the planetarium in NYC. We sat underneath the dome of billions of shooting stars and gazed at the galaxies exploding into each other.

"I never knew there were so many stars," my son said in wonder. And I realized that I hadn't known there were so many stars either. Stars and galaxies and layers of reality. So many possibilities expanding and contracting and exploding into our lives.

It happens every day, and we don't even see it. An impoverished immigrant sells Whats App for 19 billion dollars. 19 billion dollars! The megillah of our own lives suddenly swerves into a new script, with opportunities we couldn't have imagined and depths we never even knew existed.

This is the joy of Adar. The happiness of possibility that drenches each day with newborn hope. The laughter in the wake of the unexpected match, the improbable deal, the impossible victor. The joy of the billions of stars above us and within us, waiting to light up our lives.

Whilst I admit to not enjoying air travel nor leaving Israel unnecessarily, I must say that airports are a fountain of photo opportunities with their prominent lines, unusual shapes and varied colors.

Examples from my recent travels are found in the small collection at:

Carl Sagan's book "Pale Blue Dot" (1994

This excerpt from Carl Sagan's book "Pale Blue Dot" (1994) was inspired by an image taken, at Sagan's suggestion, by Voyager 1 on Feb 14, 1990.  The earth is shown from a distance of about 6 billion km (3.7 billion miles).  Voyager 1 had completed its primary mission, and was leaving the Solar System when, at the request of Carl Sagan, it was commanded by NASA to turn its camera around, and take one last photo of Earth across a great expanse of space.  

Hi The attached video's accompanying words spoken by Sagan, and written almost 24 years ago, are still relevant today.


Sensitively felt, brilliantly said.


Berel a simple peasant in Russia falls into a lake, and, not knowing how to swim, he frantically screams, "Help, save me!" But his calls are totally ignored by all present, including a number of soldiers standing nearby. In des­peration, Berel yells out, "Down with the czar!" At that moment, the soldiers immediately jump in, yank him out of the water, and haul him off to prison.

Chaim was complaining about business to his buddy Sam."It's been just terrible. Monday I only sold one suit and Tuesday I didn't sell any and Wednesday was even worse than Tuesday!""Hold on" Sam said "If you didn't sell anything at all on Tuesday how could Wednesday be worse?""The guy that bought the suit on Monday returned it"

A motorcycle police pulled over Sadie while she was driving on the Highway at a very slow pace. When he looked into the car he saw the lady in the front was as pale as a ghost and the three old ladies in the back had their eyes wide open and were in shock.Sadie sweetly told the officer that she wasn't speeding and doesn't know why she was pulled over. The officer explained that it was just as dangerous to drive too slow on a highway as it was to drive fast."But I was going the speed limit" Sadie said "22 miles per hour just as it said on the sign we passed."The officer smiled and told her that the sign was not a speed limit sign but that was the number route she was driving on Route 22.He was going to let her off with a warning but then he asked if the other women in the car were alright as they looked as white as ghosts and haven't stopped muttering since he stopped her"Ah don't worry, they'll be OK in a few minutes we just got off Highway 119, that's all."

The Rebbi was teaching his young kindergarten children and he told them the story about how Hashem saved Lot and his family from the destruction of the city. As they were fleeing the angels told them not to turn back and look and the wife of Lot did and she turned into a pillar of salt. He then asked the children if they had ever heard such a terrible story before.Little Moishie raised his hands and said that he had an even worse story."My totty was teaching my Mommy how to drive and as they were driving. He kept warning her not to look back. And she did and turned into a telephone pole!"************

See you tomorrow Happy Purim today and tomorrow

Love yehuda Lave

Rabbi Yehuda Lave

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