the publisher grande dame......

she smacks her 'esoteric' lips together in a pucker of indignation.........
she is.....after all........THE PUBLISHER LADY.....
they can try to abscond the title from her......
but heed my words, brothers.......
she IS the PUBLISHER LADY......
when her pen hits the paper......well........we shake!!!!
nerry has there been a more formidable, anthropomorphic, hybrid form of communicative non-diplomacy!!!
we FEAR HER...........
we acquiesce to her experienced type set.......
we realize very well that she can make us or break us!!!!
nonnegotiable really........
thank you.....thank you........oh queen of verbiage......
we await the profundities!!!

my old friends in distant lands.......

there they are......way, way over there......
in the promised land!!!
milk and honey and bomb shelters and white,white Jerusalem stone and the most AMAZING falafel!!!!
lucky, lucky sisters mine.......
together without me.......how can this be happening???
i should just hop on that jet and skedaddle over to the holy land......i should........
to worship on high......
i gave them a gift of fuscia slippers.......to warm their hearts amid magnetic field......a most auspicious gift, to be sure!!

fair, distant sisters........i await anxiously the day that we will reunite......
until then......BE SAFE......
KEEP YOUR CHILDREN OUT OF HARMS WAY......
god is right at your side.....
forever yours.........

the simplest of things........

can profoundly impact the condition of ones heart.....
and heart strings.......
the most ordinary of tones......
can make normal sounds seem like sonnets of celestial melody......
a smile......an inference.......a solid conclusion......
these can all make those quagmired ruts open up and force us to ascend up and out.........
and up and out........
vying ever toward the starlight kingdom......
the smell of a juicy, red apple can have pungent and exhilarating affects on our olfactory systems .....en masse.......
do not fear, my dears, that a thing is not up to 'snuff'.......
for YOU are enough to make even 'snuff' seem mediocre........
"to thine own self".........
YES!!!!
'TO THINE OWN SELF.....'
reordering and rejiggering and reconnoitering.........
continue on!!!........
continue on with the 'remembrance' of the past.......
for it will enable you to 're-member' the future.........

time of 'rebirthing'........

as we REMEMBER our exit from Egypt.......from slavery.....
i wonder, on the eve of this most auspicious holiday, whether we have truly broken the shackles that bind us.....
perhaps we have, in fact, traded the cuffs in for a new set!......a 'millennium' set!
are we still enslaved in the 'Egypt' of our minds eye??
will the bitter herbs be reminiscent of ,perhaps, LAST WEEKS imprisonment???
is it possible, bare with me here, is it possible that we continue to create 'slavery' from which to be freed???
staggering implications........
but absolutely the way of the human condition........
patterning.....embroidering........etching........that ever-so-familiar vignette........
as you munch on that matzoh this eve........as you wait for that 'most delectable' egg!!........ask yourselves, my pretties, whether you are truly free......
all my love to you.....
GODDESS XREBBETZIN

the guards are changing.......

our long ago concept of 'safety' and 'security' is holding court in the waiting room of geriatric deliberation.....

the roles have insidiously switched over......

we are now the CAREGIVERS!!!!

WE!!!

WE of traffic violations and silly and superfluous 'girly- girl'

lunches at diners!!!!

WE of 'not reading the TIMES'!!!! every day, cause wed rather be watching HBO on demand!!!!

YIKES!!!!

how can this be??? the lack of feng shui is thick in the atmosphere of twisted ridiculousness!!!

nonetheless..........IT IS WHAT IT IS......

and so it goes ........

the old get older....and the young get older.......and the trees get older and stronger......

and god is living inside the hearts of the people, shining light upon the darkness of egypt......

and Germain to this light is 'redemption'.....

and Bob Marley, the master, is chuckling up there on high......

and roadways are opening.......green on grey and green on grey.....

and it appears we are headed to old EXIT 70.........

to give thanks and to REMEMBER THE FREEDOM FROM SLAVERY........

the flowers on third avenue!! they are calling to me!!!

theres a bodega of some sort.....a small market......
on a random corner of third avenue in the 80s.....
i drive by in my big, black truck.......
and i can hear those yellow daffodils

calling my name!!!

I AM NOT KIDDING!!!!

i can hear them calling, "xrebb!!!! yes!!!! you!!!!

you with the hummer!!!! plllleeeease come and purchase us......ALL OF US......for extreme placement upon your passover table!!!!"

whats a girl to do???

in a quandary of re birthing and such.......

i am quite beside myself!!

shall i place my little, flirtatious, buds in a basket of 'matzoh'??

in order to add a bit of 'diplomatic reciprocity ' to the universal season???

as though they were colored eggs for the 'other' children to enjoy!!

shall i drag the basket, in the hummer, to the sumptuous feast aside the shore???

these are question deserving of deliberation, and ones that require a timely and elegant solution......

pondering.....pondering.....

unleavening......soul-searching........

for the very best way, i say, to create the veritable, 'spring -fest'

soufle.........

the lady with the laser lights.......

she has all the power in her hands......
'laser lady'.......
she is OMNIPOTENT......
she can erase time and error on a dime.......
a sweeeep of her magic wand!!!
lady ANNA........
"ANNA KARENINA"........
DUCHESS OF LASERRRRIA.....
i am humbled by her mere presence.......
we frequently miss the signs of 'power', even when they come smacking us , literally!, in the face!!!
the painnnnn.......excruciating!!!!!
but it has been ordained as such.......
i am without 'choice' certainly.........
and so i adhere to queen anna, humbly.....gratefully......
ever-appreciative for her gifts........