This blog (on Kabbalah) is new, and I decided to look for a logo image for it. A picture of a left wrist with the famous red string around it felt like an excellent idea.
So I went on Google and search for “Kabbalah String.” What a mistake. First off, there were 420 thousand pages listed. Intimidating. Second: most of those sites are hellbent at throwing dirt, venom, spit, at Kabbalah, and everything that has anything to do with Kabbalah. They call it a religion: it is not. They call it a cult: it is not.
I resisted being sucked into …
…reading that trash: I don’t need to get dirty just so that I can find a good pict
I just exchanged emails with the author of the Feelings book, Gyozo Margoczi.
Gyozo means Winner, or Victor in Hungarian… someone who wins over something or someone.
My name: Sophie, means Wisdom.
Names can be taken two ways:
1. you are that
2. you need to become that
He wrote the books. Major accomplishment. Big win… mostly like a tree falling in a forest that didn’t make a sound because there was no one to hear it… until I came along.
Now I am taking what I learned from him, and still learn through the emails, and I am running with it.
He is stuck in his 9-5, family, financial obligations.
Tai uses an analogy that really talks to me. He says that we need to be like a soup, our knowledge, our lives.
You can’t make a good soup with just a few ingredients. You need a lot of ingredients to make a soup that you don’t have to make edible by crumbling crackers into it, or bread. ((Some poor man’s soups, onion soup, garlic soup, “rue” soup in Hungary, are so uninteresting that you can’t eat it without putting bread in them. The versions with poached egg, cheese melted on top, etc. are the restaurant versions of the same soups… but the soup itself is a poor man’s soup. Poor as in not having much to give.
Sometimes it is the people no one can imagine anything of who do the things no one can imagine~Alan Turing
I watched yet another movie about Alan Turing and how his machine won the war against Nazi Germany.
I would not be around without him. And you would live a totally different life… The book (and the Amazon series) The Man in the High Castle approximates…
I am in awe. With what he did, with who he was, with genius winning, with goodness winning.
This morning I chose to listen to the memo, instead of reading it.
The memo was dramatized, much like a radio advertising… Radio advertising I haven’t heard in many years.
http://goodies.wizardacademypress.com/MMM161017-RightWay2Criticize.mp3
Passover and Easter around, you’ll spend time with family. You’ll see examples of “No One Is A Prophet In Their Own Land.”
You’ll be on both sides… by the way. But if you are one of my students, you will feel that you have something to teach your family: and no one will be interested. Get prepared!
In fact they will try to discourage you from continuing to pursue what you pursue when you spend time with me or my writing.
I’ve been teaching the Original Design for five years.
None of the original participants, that were my friends, are around, except one… barely.
It’s Too Late To Dig A Well When You Are Thirsty If Hitler had asked the Germans to connect to Source: would they have done it? If the Pope asked the Christians to connect to God: would they do it? My uncomfortable hunches say: no. Humanity IS sheep, sheep hellbent to be lead, hellbent to be slaughtered. Pretending that it isn’t
This blog (on Kabbalah) is new, and I decided to look for a logo image for it. A picture of a left wrist with the famous red string around it felt like an excellent idea.
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Passover and Easter around, you’ll spend time with family. You’ll see examples of “No One Is A Prophet In Their Own Land.”