Creative Blogger Award

One of my fellow bloggers have nominated for a creative blogger award and has asked me to share five facts about myself.

In response, here are the five facts about myself:

  1. I have lived in New York City for most of my life. This city is not just the air I breathe, it is a part of my existence.
  2. I am member of the Jane Austen Society Of North America. I do own a regency dress and with a little practice, I can do a decent country dance.
  3. Writing is the provides a sense of calm and control in a sea of chaos.
  4. If I had the ability, I would travel.
  5. I prefer paper books over a kindle.

Thanks for the nomination.


Days Of Awe

Tonight, Jews around  the world will begin the holiday of Rosh Hashanah.  In English, the days are referred to as Days Of Awe.

For the next two days, we pray to G-d to forgive our sins (and ask our fellow mortals to forgive our sins against them) and to write us in the book of life for the next year.

For many Jews who are not regularly observant, the next two days and Yom Kippur (which occurs next week) are equivalent to a student who does nothing all semester, then suddenly crams like there is no tomorrow for the final.

For me personally, Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur are more than days off. It is a chance to not just reconnect with my tradition, but to recharge away from the craziness that is life. These days allow me to look back at where I was last year at this time, what mistakes I made and how I can learn from those mistakes.

In between Rosh Hashanah  and Yom Kippur is a ritual called Tashlich. In essence, Tashlich is when we symbolically cleanse ourselves of our sins of the past year by throwing bread into an open body of water.  For me, it is the most personal part of the holiday. It is as if I have a personal line to G-d and I am receiving a one on one session where I am confessing my sins. After completing Tashlich, I always have a lightness of being that I did not have before.

L’Shana Tova and Happy New Year to those who celebrate.


Trying to explain depression

I couldn’t have said it any better myself.

Its good to be crazy Sometimes

When I am going though anxiety I find it easy to discuss what is going on in my head and here is the last time I posted about it, but I find depression more difficult, not because I am not wanting to talk about it, but because of the self doubt.

I was thinking about it last night and a thought came into my head. I am not sure how accurate it is, but I am going to give it a go and welcome your thoughts.

Depression is like being in a relationship with someone who mentally abuses you, at first its just every so often, but it grinds at you, being told that you are fat, you are rubbish, no one likes you, you are a rubbish parent, you smell and this goes on for a while, but happening more and more frequently.

Some days you are strong enough…

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