Tuesday, February 7, 2012

The Great Chasm

"A very tough choice is coming your way today, and you might not quite know how to handle it -- should you go with your gut in a snap decision, or research all the angles and deliberate for days? The stars say that if you get your ego out of the equation, you will be able to make this important decision easily. You are a work in progress, and sometimes you don't know what's best for you. That's why forgetting 'what's in it for you' is a smart way to go every now and again."


Its funny. 


I like to check my horoscope. Its interesting to see what they have to say. These people that sit around and make up these nice sounding epithets. I always read these things with a sense of amusement. Sometimes coincidentally it may relate to my life at the moment and others its soo way off its laugh out loud-able. 


There are people who really set their lives according to their horoscope. They call their psychics religiously paying them hundred of dollars a conversation. Every decision, every day is planned around whether the moon of Saturn is in the orbit of Venus.  Their chi may be off. 


Most people have some sort of higher power they put their faith in. Karma always gets you. The feng shui has to be just right. People pay thousands of dollars to have their furniture placed just right. Atheists put their faith in science and man. 


No one believes in nothing.  


Clearly, most of these things are ridiculous. Real psychics no longer exist. There are many mitzvot in the Torah that prohibit the various forms of the magic. We are not allowed to look into our futures, not allowed to contact the dead. These things do exist. The power of magic exists in the world. It is a koach hatuma but it does exist. 


What do we put our faith in? What greater power do we trust? 


Do we ask the advice of our Rabanim as religiously as the psychic fanatics go to their psychics? 


I think that the hardest is actually living the way we say we believe. I say i believe that everything G-d does is for the best. But do I always behave that way? Do I always internalize the lessons that I say I have learned? Probably not. The dichotomy leaves me confused; it leaves me feeling like a hypocrite at times. Why wont my heart just listen to my head? 


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How much easier would life be if the two would just cooperate? 


But I digress. 


Our belief system is not just that. It is our life. It is what rules or rather should rule every minute of everyday. Being Jewish is not just something that we can just happen to be while living the rest of our lives. It is not a separate entity. It is our entire being. 


Sometimes we forget. Sometimes we slip. That is inevitable But what do we return to? What is our source of comfort? Who do we trust explicitly more than anyone else? I think that says a lot about a person. 

In the mean time I still read my scopes with amusement, still call my rabbi for my halachic questions, and hope and pray that G-d helps me close the chasm between my heart and my head. 

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Falling is not Failing

i'm not afraid to fall
it means i climbed up high
to fall is not to fail 
you fail when you don't try
i'm not afraid to fall
i might just learn to fly
and i will spread these wings of mine

if i get up i might fall back down again
so lets get up c'mon
if i get up i might fall back down again
we get up anyway
if i get up i might fall back down again
so lets get up c'mon
if i get up i might fall back down again
and i might fall back down again
and we'll just jump and see
even if its the 20th time
we'll just jump and see if we can fly

I have fallen. 
Physically more recently, and spiritually as well. 

I went ice skating on Monday. I'm not a huge fan but I usually have a good time when i go. Going around, i fell. Ok that is to be expected, im not exactly a figure skater extraordinaire. It hurt more than it should have, but I have knee issues, and i fell on my knees..so whatever its normal. 

I managed to fall three times over the course of my field trip. My friends who held on to the side the entire time...they did not fall once. 

I managed to really hurt myself. I still have issues bending my knees and I avoid steps with a passion. The subway makes me cringe. But BH I am walking and could make it to the hallowed halls of school today. But the pain is definitely there. It is currently turning a wonderful conglomeration of blues, purples and soon some yellow will make its appearance. 

I mentioned earlier that spiritually I have fallen too. 

Recently my friend asked me what is the biggest change I see in myself since I have made this big move. I was embarrassed to say, but here's the truth..i have gone backwards. I had previously made significant changes in my life. I had cut out certain activities out of my life. Yet, i seem to have slipped back into them. I jumped, i flew, but i seem to have left my wings at home. I feel grounded. 

Falling has consequences. A physical fall will give you bumps and bruises . As for my latest rendezvous with the ground..i could barely walk, sleep, stairs...without being reminded. 

Spiritual falls bruise our soul. It sets back out growth. We don't see it. We don't feel the pain. We just go along, and say to ourselves that G-d will understand and that I'll get better i just need this right now..etc etc etc. We need to make sure that we don't lose our wings. We don't lose our spiritual support..

Falling is inevitable, the question is...do you feel the pain? How are you going to deal with it? Are you going to let it fester and ooze or will you treat it, bandage it up and find the support you need not to fall again. 
i'm not afraid to fall
i've fallen many times
they laughed when i fell down
but i have dared to climb
i'm not afraid to fall
i know i'll fall again
but i can win this in the end

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Structured Procrastination


Structured Procrastination

The Author ProcrastinatingAuthor practices jumping rope with seaweed while work awaits.
``. . . anyone can do any amount of work, provided it isn't the work he is supposed to be doing at that moment." -- Robert Benchley, in Chips off the Old Benchley, 1949
I have been intending to write this essay for months. Why am I finally doing it? Because I finally found some uncommitted time? Wrong. I have papers to grade, textbook orders to fill out, an NSF proposal to referee, dissertation drafts to read. I am working on this essay as a way of not doing all of those things. This is the essence of what I call structured procrastination, an amazing strategy I have discovered that converts procrastinators into effective human beings, respected and admired for all that they can accomplish and the good use they make of time. All procrastinators put off things they have to do. Structured procrastination is the art of making this bad trait work for you. The key idea is that procrastinating does not mean doing absolutely nothing. Procrastinators seldom do absolutely nothing; they do marginally useful things, like gardening or sharpening pencils or making a diagram of how they will reorganize their files when they get around to it. Why does the procrastinator do these things? Because they are a way of not doing something more important. If all the procrastinator had left to do was to sharpen some pencils, no force on earth could get him do it. However, the procrastinator can be motivated to do difficult, timely and important tasks, as long as these tasks are a way of not doing something more important.
Structured procrastination means shaping the structure of the tasks one has to do in a way that exploits this fact. The list of tasks one has in mind will be ordered by importance. Tasks that seem most urgent and important are on top. But there are also worthwhile tasks to perform lower down on the list. Doing these tasks becomes a way of not doing the things higher up on the list. With this sort of appropriate task structure, the procrastinator becomes a useful citizen. Indeed, the procrastinator can even acquire, as I have, a reputation for getting a lot done.
The most perfect situation for structured procrastination that I ever had was when my wife and I served as Resident Fellows in Soto House, a Stanford dormitory. In the evening, faced with papers to grade, lectures to prepare, committee work to be done, I would leave our cottage next to the dorm and go over to the lounge and play ping-pong with the residents, or talk over things with them in their rooms, or just sit there and read the paper. I got a reputation for being a terrific Resident Fellow, and one of the rare profs on campus who spent time with undergraduates and got to know them. What a set up: play ping pong as a way of not doing more important things, and get a reputation as Mr. Chips.
Procrastinators often follow exactly the wrong tack. They try to minimize their commitments, assuming that if they have only a few things to do, they will quit procrastinating and get them done. But this goes contrary to the basic nature of the procrastinator and destroys his most important source of motivation. The few tasks on his list will be by definition the most important, and the only way to avoid doing them will be to do nothing. This is a way to become a couch potato, not an effective human being.
At this point you may be asking, "How about the important tasks at the top of the list, that one never does?" Admittedly, there is a potential problem here.
The trick is to pick the right sorts of projects for the top of the list. The ideal sorts of things have two characteristics, First, they seem to have clear deadlines (but really don't). Second, they seem awfully important (but really aren't). Luckily, life abounds with such tasks. In universities the vast majority of tasks fall into this category, and I'm sure the same is true for most other large institutions. Take for example the item right at the top of my list right now. This is finishing an essay for a volume in the philosophy of language. It was supposed to be done eleven months ago. I have accomplished an enormous number of important things as a way of not working on it. A couple of months ago, bothered by guilt, I wrote a letter to the editor saying how sorry I was to be so late and expressing my good intentions to get to work. Writing the letter was, of course, a way of not working on the article. It turned out that I really wasn't much further behind schedule than anyone else. And how important is this article anyway? Not so important that at some point something that seems more important won't come along. Then I'll get to work on it.
Another example is book order forms. I write this in June. In October, I will teach a class on Epistemology. The book order forms are already overdue at the book store. It is easy to take this as an important task with a pressing deadline (for you non-procrastinators, I will observe that deadlines really start to press a week or two after they pass.) I get almost daily reminders from the department secretary, students sometimes ask me what we will be reading, and the unfilled order form sits right in the middle of my desk, right under the wrapping from the sandwich I ate last Wednesday. This task is near the top of my list; it bothers me, and motivates me to do other useful but superficially less important things. But in fact, the book store is plenty busy with forms already filed by non-procrastinators. I can get mine in mid-Summer and things will be fine. I just need to order popular well-known books from efficient publishers. I will accept some other, apparently more important, task sometime between now and, say, August 1st. Then my psyche will feel comfortable about filling out the order forms as a way of not doing this new task.
The observant reader may feel at this point that structured procrastination requires a certain amount of self-deception, since one is in effect constantly perpetrating a pyramid scheme on oneself. Exactly. One needs to be able to recognize and commit oneself to tasks with inflated importance and unreal deadlines, while making oneself feel that they are important and urgent. This is not a problem, because virtually all procrastinators have excellent self-deceptive skills also. And what could be more noble than using one character flaw to offset the bad effects of another?
by John Perry: Copyrighted from somewhat recently til as of nowSite designed by the author's granddaughter, who did the work while avoiding the far more weighty assignment of her literature test.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

inner pasta


Your Inner Pasta


Everyone has an Inner Pasta that defines their very Being. EMBRACE  your Inner Pasta and you will alwaysbe HAPPY
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straight, narrow-minded, predictable spaghetti

curly-wurly, never-knows-the-time-of-day fusilli


showy, bowy, ooh-look-at-me-aren't-I-wonderful farfalle


flat, floppy, yeah-whatever, can't-be-bothered tagliatelle


large, thick (and ultimately stuffed) cannelloni


Do-what-you-want-to-me-then-cover-me-with-cheese macaroni



Is it not interesting how we label people. Personality quizzes tell us what kind of shoes we should wear. Aptitude tests tell us what fields we should go into. Our families define us, our neighborhoods define us, out schools, our friends, our clothes..it seems that the list is endless. So many things. 

Some of them are fun and harmless..what kind of pasta are you?
Really? Does it matter? Does it have any kind of truth to it? You tell me. Does this correlate with any of you? Are you really what we you eat?

There are so many stereotypes. Some founded, some unfounded. We make so many snap judgments. I laughed at myself one day, when i caught myself making so many judgments and so many decisions about all the people i observed from the moment i left my apartment, got in the bus, transferred to the subway, walk to school, take the elevator up. that is a lot of people that I come across. So many thoughts crossed my mind. 

~why is she wearing fur!!?! its 60 degrees outside!
~ why in heavens is she wearing sunglasses; its a. indoors, b.underground c. at night d. in the rain
~what is she wearing?
~ that's an interesting couple...weird..

these kind of judgments are made subconsciously, without thinking. 

But then there are the judgments that we make because we truly believe in. If you read Cymbaline's post, you may judge her friend Tova, for going on a trip that might kill her. People are jumping all over Tania because of her decision to say no to a second date with a guy she went out with. Not me, not you..SHE went out with this guy and felt that it was not going to work or not. How can anyone say?

Honestly, when I first heard about Tova wanting to go on this trip "even if it killed her" and Cym considering on actually doing it...i kinda freaked out. What kind of friend takes her on a trip that could in all likelihood kill her? Why is she giving in to her..wants are not the same as needs.. but on further examination i realized that Cym is right. Who am i to qualify what is really better for her? BH I am not in the position so I can not even begin to imagine what her life is like. 

As for Tania, so many times have people scoffed at my reasons for saying no. They said that my reasons were frivolous..don't i know what the market is like? Dates don't come along everyday..you have to give it another chance..etc etc etc..but I know that for me..this was not going to work. No one else can make that assessment but me. Trusted friends and mentors may be asked for their opinion. But beyond that..no one else has say. 

Every time we make a judgement we put a person into a small box. Limiting them. 

Would you want someone to limit you?


Friday, December 30, 2011

de·pend·ence

de·pend·ence

/dɪˈpÉ›ndÉ™ns/ [image] Show Spelled[dih-pen-duhns]  

noun
1.the state of relying on or needing someone or something for aid, support, or the like.
  
2.reliance; confidence; trust: Her complete reliability earned her our dependence.

3.an object of reliance or trust.

4. the state of being conditional or contingent on something, as through a natural or logical sequence: the dependence of an effect upon a cause. 

5. the state of being psychologically or physiologically dependent  on a drug after a prolonged period of use.

We all have people in our lives who we depend on. We have things we depend on. 
We depend on the car to run in the morning, the train to take me to school. 
The coffee to give me a spruce in the morning.
We trust that things will go according to their nature. 
But we can only allow ourselves to have so much bitachon in the physical world. 
We just came out of Chanuka, A holiday that celebrates our victory over the Greek influence. A holiday when we separate ourselves from everything that is Rome, Paris, and Hollywood.

We put distance between an ideology that says "its up to you to make it happen!" Distance from a world that gives utmost credence to the connections that you have. After all its not what you know but who you know..right?

Yosef made this mistake. ( it can only be called a mistake on Yosef's level) He placed his faith on a person. He used his connections to get him out of jail. He had experienced such grand miracles until this point; Hashem's hand was clearly visible in his life. Yet he chose to rely on  the human, on the composition of carbon molecules. 

"Yisrael Betach Ba'shem ezram umaginam hu" 
Yisrael trusts in Hashem, He is their help and their Shield. 
" tov lachasot b'Hashem mi bitoach b'nidivim" 
It is better to take refuge in Hashem that to put confidences in princes" 

The amount of, for lack of better translation, trust (bitachon) one has directly correlates to the amount of involvement He has in your life.

In the times when people served idols, they were not just wasting their time. When you you believe in something, you give strength to it. You empower it. 

When you trust in a relationship, you give it validity. When you rely on your car to get you to work in the morning, you are giving it power. When one trusts the doctor to save her, she places all the control in his hands. 

However, when we daven, when we say hallel, when we talk to Hashem throughout the course of the day..we remind ourselves that it is really Him who runs the world. Davening is not about asking Hashem for parnassa, health, wisdom...etc etc.. Davening is to remind us, that He is the source for everything in the world. Everyday, once, twice, three times a day, we remind ourselves exactly who it is we want running our lives. We remind ourselves that the only one we should be dependent on is G-d, Who Was, Is and Always Will Be!

We have a choice to make every second of every day. With whom do we put our faith?

Do we choose a finite being, or even a collection of finite beings, ourselves included, to help us navigate through this seemingly chaotic world? Or do we look for a Being greater than ourselves? Do we look to the Infinite one who knows how this all will end? Who knows what makes every single cell and electron do precisely what it does at any given split second?

The choice is ours to make. Within that choice lies our fate.



Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Now what?

Its the end of the year. 

Its that time when some days are eerily quiet and some days and insanely chaotic. 

Finals are done, papers turned in, and books put away. 

Its time to sleep. Its time to put the coffee back on the shelf. 

I never thought the semester would finish. I never thought it could possibly be as difficult as it was. 
There were so many moments when i thought there was no way i was going to finish. So many times i was plagued with self doubt. So many times i wondered if i may the right choice. 

Every test was accompanied with a whispered prayer. 

Chasdei Hashem. I passed the semester. I have set myself up for another semester of this strange form of torture.But not everyone in my class was so blessed. 

So many hours spent studying. How many gallons of coffee drunk in effort to stay awake. How many sleepless nights?How many family functions missed? How many friends estranged...all for what?

Nothing to show for it. 

The number of people taking finals diminished daily. 

What do they do? Where do you go after your dream slips through your fingers? 

Do you have what it takes to pick yourself up and try again? Do you reapply and start over? Do you wallow in self-pity? Do you pick a different career? Do you take it as a divine sign that it was not meant to be? Do you have the self-confidence to commit yourself completely to something other path that may not work out? Do you have the strength to apply yourself with the same intensity you did last time?

Or will you put on a brave face and try to piece your life back together only to live your life in black and white instead of in technicolor? Will lackluster be the one word that describes you?

What would you do? Where would you go after everything you've worked for ever ends up in failure? How would you cope?

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Point of Interest

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When it comes to online chatting there are two kinds of people:

People who type up the whole megilla out and then press enter 
and then there are people who send what they say as they say it.

Which category do you fall in and why do you choose that method?

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Humbling Moment

Tis the season

With the holidays coming up, it seems that the subways are experiencing an overload of acts. I rarely see a "show" on the way to school. Today, I saw two.

I don't usually feel particularly sympathetic to these people. Today, it was different. Today I felt bad for the people who came on.

First came this older gentleman with his violin. He played beautifully. It was so sad. When these teenagers come on and they put on a cool dance show, I don't feel bad for them. In my mind, they are just kids trying to make some extra cash which i can understand but its not sad. But when an older man is coming on to the subway playing for a few bucks...that pulls at my heartstrings. I wonder what happened in his life that he has to deign to this behavior. Most men his age are hopefully enjoying retirement. But there he is, standing on the subway, with his threadbare suit playing a violin that itself could not have been cheap, trying to pay for dinner.

It definitely makes you think. We have a vision of what our lives will be. We work hard to ensure that we have a safe,secure future.  No one likes to think that one day that he could be begging for money on the subway. It is a common thread in the motivation of most of the world's millionaires..they were poor when they were young and they vowed they would never be like that again. So they work. They dream. They work hard to protect themselves and their children from a life they never want to experience again.

Yet, millionaires become paupers. It is the wheel of Fortune. The Wheel turns and where there was once wealth and decadence is now poverty and lacking.

There is a story of a Rav ( i forget who i apologize) who was once giving a speech, during which he emphasized the fact that no matter how successful a person is Hashem can take that away from you in a second. No matter how much effort we put in our lives, it is ultimately in the hands of God. After the speech,  a wealthy member of the community came up to the Rav and thanked him for a beautiful shiur. But he had one comment to make " It just is not possible that all my money can disappear in one second. I have accounts in countries all over the world, I have money invested in all sorts of buildings and companies. It just isn't possible!" The Rav responded " who says the money has to disappear? Hashem can take you away from the money. You could have a heart attack and die in a second..and that is it!" All it takes is the blink of the eye.

It is hard not to get discouraged from this kind of talk. Why should I plan if in the end of the day it does not matter? If it can all be gone in a moment why should I bother working so hard?

It is difficult. But we cannot remain complacent. We have to strive. We have to achieve. I just think that it is humbling to see like this man on the subway. He never thought it would come to this.  When he was a little boy, this was not what he wanted to be when he grew up. The day he started his violin lessons, he imagined his audience to be in a concert hall, not a moving subway full of people who could not care less.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Question

Are idealists or realists  greater contributors to society?

this was one of the SAT essay questions this year..what are your thoughts?

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Matters of the Heart

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The last post got me thinking about the heart on a different level. 

We often refer to the heart as the source of our emotions, our spirituality. In essence it is our life source on so many levels. 

A defective heart has catastrophic ramifications. Someone who is emotionally stunted will have difficulty with relationships. A spiritually defective heart will have a hard time connecting to G-d, to one's own spirituality. No one needs me to go into the myriad of problems that come about for a person that has a physical defect. 

We all do things to make sure we keep "heart healthy." We eat our cheerios, exercise. We carefully guard who we let in and who we don't. Spiritually, the Torah gives us guidelines. What will keep our hearts healthy. Clearly, keeping the mitzvos all 613 of them, maintain the strength of our heart, it allows for us to maintain a relationship with G-d. But there are certain mitzvos we know that define us as Jews. Certain mitzvos, if we did not keep them, it would be like taking a syringe of cholesterol and sticking it straight into your heart, thereby blocking all blood flow to the body.

One of these mitzvos is kosher. Hashem tells us that eating treif is "mitamtem et halev" it blocks the heart. Someone who does not keep kosher has made it extremely difficult to ever connect spirituality. The non-kosher food puts a blockade around the heart making it difficult, not impossible, but extremely difficult for any inspiration, holiness or connection to penetrate the fortress that has been put up.

Yesterday in class a girl was eating pretzels and offered me one. There was no bag but I asked her what brand it was..she didn't know. Since there was no box present there was no checking. She told me "I'm sure its kosher. you want?" I said thanks..but when in doubt do without.

Kashrus is not something to mess with. We face enough spiritual challenges as it is. The world is filled with enough darkness and impurity as it is. My challenges that i bring on my own, too numerous to count. But keeping my heart healthy? That is not something I want to mess with. If i keep my heart strong then I have a fighting chance against Manhattan. So I choose to eat right. 


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