Everyone has their limits
There’s something about being stopped by the police right next to your home, for the ‘crime’ of taking an early morning walk around the block, that I thought fell within the 100 meter boundary, that can put a person in a really strange mood.
That happened to me this morning – the policeman told me that I’m just meant to come out of my house to gulp in a breath of fresh air, then turn tail and head back into prison and ze hoo.
I came home feeling so claustrophobic.
I came home feeling like I can probably do this whole ridiculous lockdown prison thing for another week, and then I will go nuts.
How that’s going to look, I have no idea, but when you know that my grandmother was regularly tied to her hospital bed to prevent her from escaping – even with a broken hip – then you know I have a deep need for freedom it in the genes, mamash.
In the meantime, I had a tough day today mentally.
I was just feeling like bad always wins, and that I’m trapped in an Orwellian nightmare that just seems to be intensifying – because so many of us are lying to ourselves about the fact that the medical profession is not all-powerful, and that we’re not really in control of ANYTHING, let alone COVID-19 – and today, I just felt pretty down and beaten by it all
What can a small person like me really do, to fight bad?
But then, my friend Chana sent me this video to watch.
A couple of days ago, she called me up to check that she hadn’t gone totally froot-loops herself, because she’d heard shofar sounds coming from the Jerusalem night sky:
I tried to reassure her that if she’s crazy, then I’m also definitely crazy (not sure how reassuring that was….)
Because in Succot 5776 (2015), when Rav Berland said that we’d hear the shofar hagadol announcing Moshiach on the first day of chol hamoed Succot, me and my husband heard precisely that…. He ran in from the Succah to tell me what was going on, and he opened the window so I could catch the last minute.
It was awesome….
And I really felt it was the shofar hagadol, as it really didn’t sound like anything else I’d heard before. But then, Moshiach apparently didn’t come, and I’ve wondered about what we really heard ever since.
Until I heard this video.
What I heard with my husband was very similar, especially the last minute of it when it seems to become more ‘musical’.
Geula IS happening people!
Hold on, because the bad is putting the choke hold on us right now, and all our mitzvoth, precisely because it’s on its last legs.
BIBI, YOU WILL NOT MAKE ME FAT!!!
Whatever else happens, I am just going to switch my exercise routine from walking to the Kotel to dancing in my house, and smashing the heads of bad with my dancing heels.
Your time is SO OVER, all you bad boyz…
In the meantime, pass me a beer. Or something.
It’s been a tough day.
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