How crazy is this?
Have you ever seen Siamese eggies in your life? All in all, over the past week, we've had about 20 sets of twins. Thank G-d I wasn't the one giving birth to them. I wonder what this means, you know, spiritually. Is anyone out there a secret kabbalist that might be able to tell me? But you can only tell me what it means on one condition: that I will like your interpretation. If you're going to tell me that this means that we'll double our income four times over, then by all means, do it! Whatever cool and imaginative interpretation you may come up with, just do me a favor and don't tell me these are hormone-crazed GMO chickens gone wild.
I thought ignorance was bliss or something. No? So I can't just ignore the fact that these eggs might have way too many hormones, even by the crooked FDA standards? Sometimes the truth hurts, don't it.
That reminds me - I was talking to a neighbor and trying to convince her to get on the almost-vegan lifestyle that Rav Brody and I are following, and she asked me point blank: "So what do you eat?" Can you believe that I had no ready answer for her? I was like, "Well, I eat... um... I don't really know.... lots of fruits and vegetables?" It almost sounded like I was asking her what I ate. She asked me if I can be more specific. "Umm, I'm not really sure... bananas? Cucumbers? Sweet potato? Black bean pasta?" I was so extremely bothered that I was answering her question in the form of a question. Did I need confirmation? Validation? Was I just confused? I have no idea. In the end, I only managed to convince her that I'm a little bit kooky.
Well I don't know what that had to do with anything. I guess what I'm trying to say in a very roundabout way is that people don't like to hear the truth unless they're searching for the truth. It's human nature to try to rationalize your point of view, even though it may be totally wrong. It really hurts to be wrong. I know - I am so allergic to apologizing to my husband that I break out in canker sores if the "S" word tries to escape my lips.
Rav Arush is no stranger to people like me. In fact, he wrote a whole article on people that I like to call "Delusional Tzaddikim." These are baalei teshuva who, upon committing to a holy and Torah-observant life, suddenly believe that they belong light years ahead of where they are. Not only that, they don't think that all of their baggage from their former lives needs to be dealt with and fixed. But have no fear, Hashem is here! Here to bring them back to reality with a good dose of BT Bubble Burst. Hashem ain't afraid to tell it like it is, yo.
You know who else ain't afraid of telling it like it is? That's right, our very own Rav Lazer Left-Hook Brody. He's swingin' punches in his latest article by showing that everything that happens is because Hashem wants it to happen, and for a purpose. Even the Nuremberg laws and Hitler's ym"s rise to power were all Hashem's doing. Rav Brody explains why Hashem was giving us a Warning from Above. Is your jaw dislocated yet? No? Then just wait until you read the article!
Yours truly is also no stranger to sharing the truth with others, even though it might make me, let's just say, a bit controversial. Okay, I admit it. Some people might get their feathers all ruffled up because the truth ain't so pretty. This week, I'm showing y'all how western medicine is in the business of making money, even at the expense of your life. Instead of helping people learn how to eat properly in order to minimize disease, Big Pharma and the rest of their medical mafia are doing what they can to keep you in the dark and make you think that getting sick is a matter of chance, luck, karma, tikkun, astrology, Mercury in retrograde, your parents' fault, or like, so totally random, dude! In my latest article, I expose these criminals for what they are: Medical Vampires. Read this. Now.
Rebbetzin Yehudit Channen shares a wonderful and deep lesson she learned about truth over the course of her life. She shows through her own personal example, how much the fear of taking a good look at who we are actually creates so much stress in our lives. We create unnecessary competition, both within ourselves and with others. She takes an objective look at her fear of Measuring Up, and realizes that she was trying to live up to a fantasy instead of being truthful with who she is and what her unique set of strengths were. Don't we all do this to one degree or another? C'mon, be honest! And read this article, STAT!
Even though I have no idea what STAT stands for, I know that it's a medical term, so I think it's perfect to introduce Dr. Ballen next, even though he's not a medical doctor, but a psychotherapist. That's not an MD, is it? I'd better ask him. Until I do, Dr. Ballen exposes a type of sadistic therapist that uses threats and sadism therapy in order to control his clients. These therapists are extremely dangerous! If you or someone you know is seeing a therapist, then you must read Consumer Beware!
After reading my dear friend Sunny Levi's latest article, I'm convinced that she's way too righteous for me. I'm going to have to break up with her. She was able to take a potentially explosive and long-running nasty situation with her next-door neighbor and turn it into sunshine and butterflies - and a brand new martial arts studio! I would have just killed the neighbor. I'm kidding (but not really.) Check out this 6th degree black belt Tae Kwon Do Master's Spiritual Aikido moves!
Yehoshua Goldstein wants to Get Up Like a Lion, and I just want to Go To Sleep! Here's another one that's too righteous for me. I would never think to ask my Rosh Yeshiva about the characteristics of a lion in order to properly fulfill the halacha of rising like a lion in the morning. Of course, I'm a woman and don't go to yeshiva. But of course. I'm so tired I'm rambling. Anyhow, he found out the meaning, and I bet that it's not what you were thinking!
Oh, here she is again! Rebbetzin Channen teaches us a great way to thank Hashem for things that you either don't think are worth thanking Him for, or you don't feel like thanking Him for. It's called The Glad Game, for all you folks that never heard of the Walt Disney movie, "Polyanna." Actually, I never heard of it, either. But I'm sure this game is a lot more fun than The Mad Game, or The Sad Game, or The Get Out of My Room Right Now Before I Throw a Hanger at You Game.
On that note, have a lovely week!