Such a distressing story

I have been profoundly disturbed by the news surrounding Leiby Kletzky’s murder in Boro Park last Tuesday.

Leiby Kletzky z”l was a young boy from the hassidic community in Brooklyn, NY who had asked to be allowed to go back home from day camp and disappeared and never got to make it to his mother who came to fetch him half way. I had been aware of his disappearance on Monday night through my twitter feed, and kind of followed the news and prayers about the frantic search for him, until the grisly discovery that he had been killed by a man from the same neighborhood, another jew with obviously sanity or mental disease issues, who eventually said he panicked when he realized the scope of the search for the boy.

As a mother and as a Jew, it was very easy to relate to the horror of this event, to want to grieve with the family, and reach out with condolences to the family and to the community.

My natural inclination was to seek solace for my own distress, by reading some of the articles from authors I usually read, or websites I regularly let me guide with inspiration on the topics that are relevant to me. And I did so.

Today, I stumbled upon this article, and what the author Binyomin Ginzburg is underscoring is another trend that disturbs him. I am wondering if this is a trend, or just the fact that now it has become so easy and immediate to access to how each and everyone can publicize a reaction to distressing news. I am wondering if making one’s thoughts (or in this case, songs) public and available on the Internet is inappropriate and insensitive, or again, another attempt to alleviate some of the burden of anxiety by sharing it with everyone.

The same as I am doing by blogging this?

Travel or staying grounded – #Trust30

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I am not so sure that I can identify with today’s prompt statement (see below): I am very adamant to traveling. I certainly have travelled a lot, and it hasn’t diminished my reluctance. The place I prefer to be most is home, it feels safe and new all the time, it brings me peace and more than often wonders and pleasure.

I am certainly curious of all the other places in the world: I am loving traveling accounts, stories, books, photographs, movies, documentaries. I like to hear what friends tell when they come back from their travels. And of course, I love retelling my own travels, the places I have been too, and how wonderful it was to be in a new place that felt different, and that was unknown.

But I can’t plan ahead. I can’t think of anywhere that I have heard of that is attractive enough for me to dream going to. Even this place deep in my heart that I remind myself is where I will end my life, most probably, called Jerusalem, but even this city is not a place I want to actually “visit” and see: I just want to be able to be part of its life, maybe, if and when it is happening.

This was my today’s entry to the thirty day writing challenge #Trust30  that encourages you to look within and trust yourself. Use this as an opportunity to reflect on your now, and to create direction for your future. 30 prompts from inspiring thought-leaders will guide you on your writing journey.

Not everyone wants to travel the world, but most people can identify at least one place in the world they’d like to visit before they die. Where is that place for you, and what will you do to make sure you get there?

Author: Chris Guillebeau

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One strong belief on my own – #Trust30

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The #Trust30 project is an online initiative and 30-day writing challenge that encourages you to look within and trust yourself. Use this as an opportunity to reflect on your now, and to create direction for your future. 30 prompts from inspiring thought-leaders will guide you on your writing journey.

It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude. – Ralph Waldo Emerson, Self-Reliance

The world is powered by passionate people, powerful ideas, and fearless action. What’s one strong belief you possess that isn’t shared by your closest friends or family? What inspires this belief, and what have you done to actively live it?

(Author: Buster Benson)

I strongly believe that we can survive with less. Of course, this is said from the point of view of someone who lives in the very rich part of the world, the one that wastes and pollutes, and consumes, and sells, and rules the most – or most of the time.

So it is probably easy for me to say. However, I keep my belief strongly alive, and cultivate it my own way, with as much humility as I can. I am honest that I am not living that frugally, but I do admire and respect those who do so.

I try to encourage people around me to grow what can be grown at no cost or expense, that is good feelings, kindness, a sense of sharing, knowledge and acceptance, all that cost nothing, and if given away, do not leave you depleted at all.

Today – #Trust30

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Today’s prompt:

Your genuine action will explain itself, and will explain your other genuine actions. Your conformity explains nothing. The force of character is cumulative. – Ralph Waldo Emerson, Self-Reliance

If ‘the voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tracks,’ then it is more genuine to be present today than to recount yesterdays. How would you describe today using only one sentence? Tell today’s sentence to one other person. Repeat each day.

(Author: Liz Danzico)



I surrender to Your essential Being, King Source of all Being, Source of Life, Sustaining, for You have recharged me with my breath of Life, with compassion: great is Your faithfullness.

Fifteen minutes #Trust30

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You just discovered you have fifteen minutes to live. 1. Set a timer for fifteen minutes.
2. Write the story that has to be written.

Fifteen minutes. I have fifteen minutes. My heart is racing like mad. I feel so warm inside. My legs refuse to take me where I should go to escape, and I am staring at that clock that is counting minutes and seconds down. Already fourteen left.

They called and told me the angel was coming to pick me up, for the big trip, you know, the one you never come back from. I wasn’t expecting such a bad news, but I know when the door opens, it’s going to be over for me. What should I do?

I am calm. Just very hot inside. And my mind is racing. Who should I tell? who needs to hear the bad news before it has actually happened? Did I dry the laundry? What about the garbage? Tomorrow is pick-up day: it feels a little ridiculous to waste five entire minutes to run to the dumpster doesn’t it?

I didn’t tell my sons to clean up the living-room, they’ll probably know what to do, when they find out that everyone will come home to sit shivah with them. I don’t think they will remember that I had told them the room should always be ready for the unexpected, now they will think about what I had told them countless times, it will make sense. Shh… these are stupid thoughts, only ten minutes left, maybe I’d better tweet my friends or update my facebook status after all. But, hey? what to say, it sounds a little alarming.

I should rather make sure my passwords are accessible, in case I can’t even finish this post: it would then be silly that I had spent the last fifteen minutes of my life writing my best piece ever and that it never gets published.

I see some weeds around the rose bushes, my mother is certainly going to do something about it, I don’t need to go out and take them away, that’s a nice thoughtful tribute, and that will make her smile that I thought of her right now.

I have no outstanding bill. I could give the garage a call to let them know I will be a no-show tomorrow? Who cares? Never mind, they will find out. Fifteen minutes is not a lot. I should have sorted the papers when it was time, I will write a note to apologize for the mess, and all the stuff I kept and liked keeping that will make no sense to anyone. I didn’t mean to burden you with all this clutter. I promise that if I had been given a second chance, let’s say a couple of weeks, well, yes, I would have gone through it. Well, maybe not, I am sure I would have found other things to do to procrastinate again.

Three minutes left, that is just enough I suppose: now, I should calm down a little. I don’t want to look panicked. I want to look pretty and smiling, life is the most beautiful thing ever, it would reflect badly if I had been showing up like my last three minutes of them, I was ugly, tense and afraid. Here, let’s work on breathing deeply, for a minute. That’s all that’s left as a matter of fact.

A deep breath, and a big smile. Oh and let’s write it here too: love to all of you.

Do not assume, just ask

Beware Rude Neighbors Street SignOne of my pet peeves where I live is when I see some random car that has been parked on my assigned parking spot: I live in a complex and I own a garage next to my unit, which I use. Since I have only one car, the assigned parking slot is free, free to be highjacked by any other resident near it, generally someone with visiting or permanent extra vehicle, since each unit in the complex has only one assigned slot.

There are plenty enough visitors parkings spots, but my street is very long, and I live all the way down at the opposite end, when the visitors slots are at the beginning. No big deal, I can walk, I like walking, and I can tell my guests that they have to park far before finding my remote unit. No big deal, if it does not rain, snow, or if it’s not for a quick drop off but a long visit.

But still: I’d love to be able to tell my guests not to worry about where they can park when they come and see me, and to find my numbered spot on the way down my street: they would park there, I would see their car arrive from my window and greet them with my best welcome.

Instead, every time I have a friend come over, I find that an unknown car has been chosing  my spot to park and it annoys me, because I was not aware that it would be there, or because the driver has deliberately decided that it was okay to park there without even reaching out to me.

I went to one of those indelicate offenders the other day, to ask her not to use my spot all the time, because I had seen who she was.  She very graciously accepted my request, telling me in a not so apologetical way that she was never staying very long in that spot (which is certainly not true since every time I was passing by I could spot her car with a very distinctive licence plate), and also warned me that I should also tell some others who would use that spot when she wasn’t parked in it (ah ah! so she knew exactly that it was abused by all sorts of illegitimate drivers!).

Today I noticed a big unknown SUV that seems to have elected this parking slot to rest for the entire Memorial Day Weekend. I suppose some families came from outside and are visiting, why wouldn’t I have also visitors? I went to the windshield of that big car and taped a note stating: “Do not assume that it is okay to park in here. Please ask me before and I might say yes anyway, or no if I need to use my parking spot for myself”, and I signed.

What are your pet peeves with your neighbors? Is it more difficult to have civil relationships within the community because many assume and feel entitled? What is your take on this story? Am I overreacting?

The learning curve is keeping me away

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I have been very busy lately, hence the total absence of blogs here.

For those following on my social networks, you know that I am still alive and sharing but for me, it is very frustrating, not to be able to take the time I like taking to tell all my stories.

I have been busy developing some tutoring for a growing number of clients, which is an excellent  news indeed, and I have been learning a tremendous amount of things, which is very exciting. I love learning.

I am discovering the scope of my ignorance, too. This is scary. I can become easily overwhelmed, when I realize all that I need to learn, in order to bring this venture to the success I believe in.

So, please bear with me, more in this spot is – hopefully – coming soon!

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What is curation?

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Curation allows to find gems or otherwise interesting articles in a field I am always keen to find ideas or opinions about.

In these days and age when we tend to live in the immediacy of the newsfeed, this is extremely valuable in my eyes.

I remember when I started to be an internet active user, back in those times when we were not even speaking of web.01, let alone interactivy: that was when I became an editor for the dmoz on a topic I knew all too well: autism. I chose to bring the French page to an acceptable level, and managed to painstakly increase the number of relevant links from 4 to nearly 100.

The updating process on the interface was so time consuming, I let others finally do the work (which I suspect didn’t take off, as still my “old” links are there, and not so updated after more than seven years!).

Today, we are not looking at the web in the same way. Looking for good resources is so immediately satisfied by search engines. But in the same token, our thirst for particular topics has also increased tremendously, and it is difficult to find the time to constantly keep on top of what is published.

Thanks to curation, it has become possible to find those who are passionate about a topic, and trust them to bring us very interesting finds, because their watch is accurate and it has become less time consuming to publish and share the results of what we see and appreciate.

I am exploring those tools and enjoying them:

What tools are you using?

Why you need to upgrade your computer’s system

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Why do you need to upgrade constantly? At first, you would think that since you have just purchased the perfectly new computer, that came with so many features that you don’t even know what they are, and when you will ever use them, this is going to be a useless hassle, and you forget about it.

Then, a couple of months/years/decades (depending on your level of geekyness) have gone by, and you are becoming more familiar with surfing and browsing and the new things that are advertized are finally reaching your conscience: there is a new browser, there is a new application, there is a new machine… soon overwhelmed, you give up keeping up with this mushrooming evolution of technology.

And then, one day, you find out that your browser is too old to support the application you desperately needed. Or that you can’t read a page (that is if you are still using Internet Explorer 6.0 for instance, but you are probably not reading this blog if you do). Or that you can’t have the cool extension that would make the number of keystrokes dramatically drop, and save you a lot of time.

Not talking about security issues. But that’s a completely serious question, that would deserve an another blogpost, of course.

That’s what I keep telling myself – especially when I find that I have fallen off the wagon once more. When I am very rich, I promise that I’ll have a set budget to feed my techneeds in the same fashion as I have a grocery budget to feed my family!!

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