Words That Live Forever
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Friday, September 13, 2013
Kill Them With Love
I was lucky to meet Ari-up. She had the strangest accent I could never place. I think that's because she lived in England, Germany, Jamaica and the U.S. The first time I met her, I said where are you from? She said, "I'm a citizen of the World." I've heard of global citizens,but I never met somebody who identified with it so deeply, it was so much a part of her. Ari's people weren't defined by geo-strategic imaginary lines drawn by history. In my heart, I knew what she was saying was true.
The best quote I've ever heard in my life is: "All wars are civil because all men are brothers." It is so true. My dad just traced our D.N.A. back to East Africa to the cradle of civilization. Once upon a time it was also believed that there was one tribe on Earth, with one language. Alas, human beings were way to productive, and powerful when they worked together, and so they were divided by language.
I know that truth is already in everyone's hearts. I wish people thought more like Ari. There is nothing more precious than life, that's why there's nothing more evil than killing. After seeing families cry for loved ones for the 12th year in a row on September 11th, I realized that love is so great. When you steal someone's life, the suffering endures. I don't know if Ari came up with this slogan: "Kill Them With Love", but she certainly sang about it. I wish KILL THEM WITH LOVE was our country's domestic and foreign policy. I'm so sick of bombs and and drones and what looks like another war coming with Syria. I wish the money spent on killing went towards feeding the starving, or the thousands of other problems our brothers and sisters face. Let's heal the World instead of blowing it up.
Up In The Book Of Life : Yom Kippur
Every year on this day I fast with my husband from sundown to sundown. I wish my observant friends an easy fasting, may we find some favor with our maker. Most importantly, remember how precious life is. And in the coming days, let's be better human beings, let's love one another, help those in need, stop all wars, and to stop destroying the Earth and its incredible wonders of life. I leave you with one of my favorite lyrical inspirations by Mister Marley's son.
AND IT WAS WRITTEN UP IN THE BOOK OF LIFE!
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Well, did the pen is stronger than the knife
They can kill you once but they can't kill you twice
Did you know destruction of the flesh is not the ending to life?
Fear not of the anti-Christ
Did you know that I exist before the earth?
And did you know that my eyes are windows to the world?
Did you know you can't go, ah Zion and wear Jerry curls?
Can't tell the boys from the girls
Your body is just a vehicle transporting your soul
It's what's inside of people is beauty to behold
Fear not of evil, every day them flesh it grow old
Changes of the times take a toll
And it was written up in the book of life
That man shall endure forever more
And it was written up in the book of life
That man shall endure forever more
Well, did the pen is stronger than the knife
They can kill you once but they can't kill you twice
Did you know destruction of the flesh is not the ending to life?
Fear not of the anti-Christ
Did you know that I exist before the earth?
And did you know that my eyes are windows to the world?
Did you know you can't go, ah Zion and wear Jerry curls?
Can't tell the boys from the girls
Your body is just a vehicle transporting your soul
It's what's inside of people is beauty to behold
Fear not of evil, every day them flesh it grow old
Changes of the times take a toll
And it was written up in the book of life
That man shall endure forever more
And it was written up in the book of life
That man shall endure forever more
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Our Deepest Fear
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
Used by Nelson Mandela in his 1994 inaugural speech
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September 11th : Some Men Just Want To Watch The World Burn.
12 years after September 11th, the suffering continues by the families who were robbed of their time with their loved ones. I never really understood WHY someone would do something like this. Why would someone kill thousands of strangers who never wronged them. The closest I've seen to explaining such evil behavior, comes from BATMAN. "Some men aren't looking for anything logical like money. They cannot be bought, bullied, negotiated, or reasoned with. Some men just want to watch the world burn."
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Amen Aunt Vag!
Last week, my mom wrestled with death. It was clear her body was shutting down. My brothers and I made the twelve hour drive to North Carolina to see her. My two brothers that drove through the night, were the first to see her. Her head was swollen, and she could barely speak. Her shortness of breath sounded like she was being strangled. It took all of her strength for her to say "I love you." Me and my brother Gabriel arrived at the hospital after midnight. We joked that we might have to beat up janitors and steal their outfits to sneak into our mom's room. Luckily, the hospital allowed 24 hour visits and we didn't have to beat up any janitors. When we got there, the swelling was down, and she could speak again. When the potassium I.V. burned her arm and she screamed, me and my little brother disco danced and laughed her through her pain. She felt every ounce of pain, without pain killers, just like the day I was born.
The thought of losing my mom, crushed me. I don't know if I'll ever be ready to lose her. The truth is, I feel like I never got to have her. When I was a little girl I was raised by my dad. I always saw my mom, but it was never enough. When I saw her, she always made everything warm and beautiful. When I hug her, there's always sadness that lingers there, a deep longing for my beautiful mother. Losing one person can change your whole life, and your entire family.
I do believe that these bodies are just our shells, and I whole-heartedly believe in more. The only reason I believe in anything is because my mother gave me faith. All these years, if I've ever been scared, I would repeat something she told me: "Greater is he, that is in me that is in the World." So many times those words walked me home alone at night. I'm not going to lie, I've called on G-d so many times. I said, "Please God" when my car was spinning on the New Jersey Turnpike after having avoided getting crushed by two tractor trailers. I got out of the car and looked over the edge of a bridge that my car just bounced off of. I was waiting to see my body in the car when I got out, but I was alive with a broken head light. Someone who saw the accident pulled over and said he couldn't believe I survived. I called my mom who answered, "Rosie, I was just thinking about you." I started crying and told her, "I was in an accident." Silly as it is, even when you have a boo-boo as an adult, you need your mom.
The doctor was sure that she would be dead if she didn't get to the hospital when she did. Within twenty four hours, she could breathe normally again, the swelling went down. It looked like all the prayers were working. In fact, I was told I saved her life. A week ago on her birthday, I called my mom. I told her I made her a video birthday card, but I could tell she was to sick to get out of bed and watch it. I wished I could be there to take care of her. I messaged one of her friend's daughter on facebook. I asked her if someone could go and make her soup and take care of her on her birthday. They went and stayed with her for a few days, and these were the people who when they saw she wasn't getting any better from the anti-biotics, they decided she should go the hospital. My mom told her friend, "I'm not going to make it." I wonder if it weren't my mom's birthday, and if I didn't get in touch with her friends, would she be dead now? It certainly looks that way. The timing of everything was perfect. I spent the whole week in a hospital, even after we had to wear masks, gloves and gowns because she contracted some hospital staff infection.
So many friends called me, messaged me, people prayed for her, and sent me so much love and wisdom. I'd like to dedicate today's words of wisdom to the people who sent love, flowers, and especially to all of those who have lost their mothers. These words of wisdom were written to me by my Aunt Vag (that's her nick-name, it's a whole other essay.) When I was so broken and scared Aunt Vag's words gave me great comfort, and faith. Thanks Aunt Vag for saying these words! May your words live forever, and bring great comfort and strength to those who face an unbearable loss of losing their mother. I'm very grateful for every little moment with my mom. I'm happy to say that my mom is being released from the hospital, and that we all have a second chance at life today.
" You will never lose your mom as long as you love her. She is part of you. Every cell in your body started inside your mom. "
The thought of losing my mom, crushed me. I don't know if I'll ever be ready to lose her. The truth is, I feel like I never got to have her. When I was a little girl I was raised by my dad. I always saw my mom, but it was never enough. When I saw her, she always made everything warm and beautiful. When I hug her, there's always sadness that lingers there, a deep longing for my beautiful mother. Losing one person can change your whole life, and your entire family.
I do believe that these bodies are just our shells, and I whole-heartedly believe in more. The only reason I believe in anything is because my mother gave me faith. All these years, if I've ever been scared, I would repeat something she told me: "Greater is he, that is in me that is in the World." So many times those words walked me home alone at night. I'm not going to lie, I've called on G-d so many times. I said, "Please God" when my car was spinning on the New Jersey Turnpike after having avoided getting crushed by two tractor trailers. I got out of the car and looked over the edge of a bridge that my car just bounced off of. I was waiting to see my body in the car when I got out, but I was alive with a broken head light. Someone who saw the accident pulled over and said he couldn't believe I survived. I called my mom who answered, "Rosie, I was just thinking about you." I started crying and told her, "I was in an accident." Silly as it is, even when you have a boo-boo as an adult, you need your mom.
The doctor was sure that she would be dead if she didn't get to the hospital when she did. Within twenty four hours, she could breathe normally again, the swelling went down. It looked like all the prayers were working. In fact, I was told I saved her life. A week ago on her birthday, I called my mom. I told her I made her a video birthday card, but I could tell she was to sick to get out of bed and watch it. I wished I could be there to take care of her. I messaged one of her friend's daughter on facebook. I asked her if someone could go and make her soup and take care of her on her birthday. They went and stayed with her for a few days, and these were the people who when they saw she wasn't getting any better from the anti-biotics, they decided she should go the hospital. My mom told her friend, "I'm not going to make it." I wonder if it weren't my mom's birthday, and if I didn't get in touch with her friends, would she be dead now? It certainly looks that way. The timing of everything was perfect. I spent the whole week in a hospital, even after we had to wear masks, gloves and gowns because she contracted some hospital staff infection.
So many friends called me, messaged me, people prayed for her, and sent me so much love and wisdom. I'd like to dedicate today's words of wisdom to the people who sent love, flowers, and especially to all of those who have lost their mothers. These words of wisdom were written to me by my Aunt Vag (that's her nick-name, it's a whole other essay.) When I was so broken and scared Aunt Vag's words gave me great comfort, and faith. Thanks Aunt Vag for saying these words! May your words live forever, and bring great comfort and strength to those who face an unbearable loss of losing their mother. I'm very grateful for every little moment with my mom. I'm happy to say that my mom is being released from the hospital, and that we all have a second chance at life today.
" You will never lose your mom as long as you love her. She is part of you. Every cell in your body started inside your mom. "
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