SHABBAT SHALOM an extended post

May you walk in peace and may the light of love shine in and through you, now and forever


As discussed in a previous post, I have started a Pinerest’s Poems of Strength Board open.  A Facebook and PMTH E-mail list friend responded to my request with several of her poems and this one seemed to go with my urging people to take a break every Shabbat. First a picture related to the poem, so I can pin it on Pinterest. I chose this picture, my poet writing friend did not, but I think she will approve.

IMAGE BY: Yesteryears News  The web page  takes you to an article from the Watertown Chronicle  Feb 14, 1849 describing a quilting party in sharp contrast to the real lives of most men and women of those “grand old days.” The factory girls present a truer picture.

A Matter of Timing by  Glenda Boozer
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, 
Up at six, down when up won’t work any more,
Seven years of service
For an extra week of rest,
And ten holidays a year.
It doesn’t work.
Constantly weary, I dream of times past,
Historical ages, other lives,
Other rhythms, gentler patterns:
I picture the lady in the long, full dress
Writing delicately, quill in hand,
Ringing for a servant to bring the tea.
But what’s the use?
Had I lived then,
I’d have been in the factory,
Twelve hours, fourteen hours a day,
Dead at twenty of pneumonia and exhaustion.
I’d better check my e-mail.


Yes, I check my Email when I need a thinking break and then I get involved in answering my Email until I need a break from that and my monkey mind can have me jumping all around.  Like it did just. What I really wanted to talk about first was the picture of  the factory girls.  Three did not look happy, but four had what I thought to be happy smiles and a few of the others, I didn’t think looked totally miserable. Truth is there is no way I can know what they felt.

Some studies show most people have a level of happiness that if basic needs are met doesn’t change with increasing wealth or I would hazard increasing technology.  The biggest Shabbat struggle for me is not checking my email.  Easiest if I am out of the house.  And I know my life as a writer would probably not have been possible without technology.  So like Glenda, I check my email.

I read another article recently about how the storing of computer information on the cloud creates enormous energy needs, not from your computer but from the machines storing it.

 And I worry about how we are changing our world.  George Carlin did not. Here is part of his rant against environmental activity:

The planet will be here for a long, long, LONG time after we’re gone, and it will heal itself, it will cleanse itself, ’cause that’s what it does. It’s a self-correcting system. The air and the water will recover, the earth will be renewed. And if it’s true that plastic is not degradable, well, the planet will simply incorporate plastic into a new paradigm: the earth plus plastic. The earth doesn’t share our prejudice toward plastic. Plastic came out of the earth. The earth probably sees plastic as just another one of its children. Could be the only reason the earth allowed us to be spawned from it in the first place. It wanted plastic for itself. Didn’t know how to make it. Needed us. Could be the answer to our age-old egocentric philosophical question, “Why are we here?”

I laughed when I heard George do this routine, but I have laughed less and less.  I tend to agree, the world will go on, but I have found so much joy in being alive in this crazy world of ours, I don’t want it to go on without us.

Now this has been a free association kind of a post and not sure my ramblings will please Glenda, but as part of my greening efforts, I am going to turn off my computer a bit more.  I wonder what would happen in our world if we all turned off our computers all weekend long.

Think that is  is something to think about.


No matter what your beliefs about a higher power or about the threat of what we the people do to our planet considering turning off.  A day or even a whole weekend not spending money, not working on any  commercial ventures,  not driving our cars, not using all our electronic doodads,   connecting with friends, nature might be more than just personally strengthening even if George Carlin doesn’t think Mother Nature needs our help.

Create your own version of trying to help mother nature, you will be strengthened and maybe Mother Nature will be helped.


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Stay strong

Life is a struggle, full of pain and suffering, but also full of joy and goodness.  Relationships also bring pain, but without caring connections life is bleak.  Forgiveness is a path to peace within and within all close relationships.


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