Some thoughts on not living in fear

Fear is a very normal human emotion. In fact, it’s probably at the root of almost every negative trait and reaction we have. I’m talking about ‘fallen fears’ – the idea that something or someone can harm us or hurt us, in total isolation from belief in Hashem. That Hashem is doing everything, running the […]

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Even the worst Jewish government is better than the Brits – Comments from the Rav

Continuing the awesome shiur. Lots more hints here, for those can decode them, a little. == [The Rav now starts to speak about the Kohen Hadols in the times of the Temple, and how in the Second Temple unworthy people bought the office of…

Why Breslovers dance, and the ‘disaster’ at Meron

More comments from the Rav. You can read the first part HERE. Enjoy! == [The Rav starts talking about Shuvu Banim’s hakafot on Simchat Torah, and continues:] In Breslev, the dancing [on Simchat Torah] is not ‘simcha’ (happiness)…

Standing up to bullies: two examples

It's a strange thing, but when you're really trying to be part of Shuvu, you notice there are 'themes' that happen to kinda everyone connected, all at once. Right now, the 'theme' really seems to be standing up to bullies. Especially, that…

How the Cholkim stopped the Rav from getting to Uman this year

Shavua Tov! The Rav gave a corking shiur last Thursday night, which was written up in Shivivei Or. I am planning to translate quite a bit of it, starting with the below, where the Rav explains how he was prevented from getting to Uman this…

Some thoughts on bullying

Bullying is as old as the mountains. The Torah is full of accounts of yucky people bullying others, and manipulating them, and obsessing over honor and ‘keeping up appearances’, with Lavan and Esav coming to mind. I’d love to pretend…

Some thoughts on 1-D relationships

It’s been a very intense few weeks in my own dalet amot. First, and Baruch Hashem, foremost, I have a new grandson, and a daughter who’s moved in with me for a few weeks, while she’s finding her feet as a new mum. My washing mountain…

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