A few shorts

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It opens up a bit of compassion to think of the people who are the hardest to like as needing the most love.

 

 

Love is unconditional positive regard.

Its attributes are recognition, acceptance, understanding, and response.

 

 

Certainty means you are certain.

Not that you are right.

 

 

Spiritual maturity is earned. No shortcuts. You have to live your way into greater patience, vulnerability, compassion, and awareness that our disconnection from others is our own doing.

 

 

Easy solutions to complex problems are most assuredly wrong.

 

 

As long as you are alive, there are infinite possibilities.

That never ceases to give me hope.

 

 

One rabbi asks another for a blessing.

 

“May you have many problems.”

“What kind of blessing is that!? May I have many problems?!”

“Well, when you have only one problem, something serious is wrong. When you have many problems, it’s that the dishwasher is leaking, the dog has fleas, the taxes need to be done, etc.”

“May we all have many problems.”

“Amen.”

 

 

Sometimes, when there is no right answer, it means there is also no wrong answer.

 

 

“I love you” x 3

For reasons a team of psychoanalysts might have been able to crack, my dad couldn’t get the three-word phrase “I love you” to come out of his mouth. I knew he loved us. It’s just he couldn’t say it. I rationalized that I didn’t need to hear those three words, but it hurt anyway. This is the story about how

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Truth Matters

I am standing in Kenya, with my left foot in the Northern Hemisphere and my right foot in the Southern. A line on the ground indicates the equator. Young men—asking for nothing, but hoping for tips—entertain and educate tourists, like me, about the Coriolis effect. They pour water into bowls with small holes at the bottom and let the water

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Stuff Gets To Me

✧✧✧ As I pack up to leave after my workout, someone asks me, “Hey, Rabbi, how are things going?” I’m not one for small talk. Especially after being called by my title. “Well,” I reply. “I’m sad.” “Why?” “I’m thinking about the girls who went to school in the morning in Minab, Iran—over a hundred of them—killed by a bomb.”

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