Scared to Death

Most people I know don’t like to think about dying. Death is taboo, especially when talking to ninety-five year-old’s. When people are depressed, when they have nothing to look forward to, they think about death, and usually it makes them feel even worse. Today, I asked myself, what is so scary or sad about dying?

My conclusion was, that it’s what millennials call FOMO, [Fear Of  Missing Out]. Continue reading “Scared to Death”

As Holy as God?

God tells Moses: “Speak unto all the congregation of the children of Israel, and say unto them, Ye shall be holy: for I the Lord your God am holy.” (Leviticus 19:2) This verse clearly sounds like a command; but some leading scholars believe that it is not a commandment for itself. It is, rather, the mission statement of the Jewish faith.

Before we examine this verse let’s read the Midrash: Continue reading “As Holy as God?”

The Golden Calf. Why not a lion?

Robots and angels don’t err, they can live for a thousand years without making a single mistake. Human beings, however, sin and fail and make lots and lots of stupid decisions; individually and communally. There is, however, an obvious distinction between mistakes committed by individuals and sins perpetrated by a collaboration of many people. Current day Germany is a perfect example. Continue reading “The Golden Calf. Why not a lion?”

Sunshine Blogger Award

Hi there!

I took some off time, because I needed [and still need] a break. Taking an occasional break is crucial for me, it gives me time to recharge which in-turn keeps blogging exciting. When taking off I expect less traffic so won’t check my stats and notifications daily [read: hourly] as I usually do. I try to get myself interested in something other than blogging, like reading and looking for other things to do.

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My little War of Independence

Parenting is complicated, to say the least. It’s the lesson we learnt in adolescence; when our parents were selfish, paranoid, control-freaks. It was then, when we swore by our conscience that we will give our children all the ‘space’ and ‘independence’ in the world and God forbid not perpetuate the closed parenting we inherited. Continue reading “My little War of Independence”