what you feed your mind

So now I understand that I've spent most of my life asking terrible questions. And that the answers my mind has come up with are only appropriate to the negative inquiry.

Now when i go to bed I feed a fresh batch of hopeful, happy questions into my brain and I wake up with excellent answers. Today I feel sure that everything is going to turn out well.
It's a great feeling.

love understands

My eldest son Eli is in northern Israel where he's volunteered to help out in the rear as the war with with Hamas widens. I hope he'll be safe. Eli's mother, my ex-wife, doesn't understand him and rejects his decision to participate in the operation.

He was just at the end of a vacation/tour when the war broke out. He decided to stay. A couple of months ago he met a young Israeli woman traveling here in Toronto. She had just finished her mandatory service in the Israeli Army. I think they're in love. Eli and Nofair are going to rendezvous in Israel in February. The ongoing conflict will be the backdrop. I guess there's a very romantic story there. I'm worried for him, but it's his time to be a young man in the world now.

happy sad

I must cry for 2008 though. It was the best year of my life. I'm a capricorn. We start out old and get younger. Each year of my life seems to be getting better lately. This last one was my favorite. So I grieve because it's over and I'm worried it will never be as good again. But so far 2009 is even better!

happy new year

2009 spurts of splorching gobs of joyous creamy love to you!

I've been away, in a depression. Now I'm feeling better. I'm sorry I dissappeared. I miss being here. Be safe and happy and healthy for the next 12 months and then we'll ask for the exact same thing again.