I’ve been decorating the house beautifully since I was born –
The house is the world.
I see it as abundant,
Beautiful, sparkling, full of light – even at night.
I do not always know how to do it.
Sometimes it doesn’t seem very good,
Even ugly.
I panic, cry, pray, blush – how was I wrong?
I delete and put something in its place.
Instead of violence – dialogue.
Instead of wars – reach out for understanding.
Instead of opening fire, open the heart.
I try, but I can’t. I keep trying.
Maybe if I put on different glasses,
Perhaps if I sense with my eyes closed,
Perhaps if I listen with my mouth shut.
When nothing helps,
I plead to God.
I decree this world as the most beautiful one I can create now.
Do your part, God,
The Great God.
And I say,
Thank you for everything you have created,
Thank you for what you have given me.
Every morning I also decorate myself – I get up early in the morning and say in prayer, “I thank you, God,”
I wash my hands,
I massage my body with sesame oil while chewing coconut oil to entice toxic amoebas to exit my mouth and then spit it.
I drink lemon in hot water,
I study Kabbalah
Strive to celebrate each person
When I think negatively
I replace it with thanksgiving
I continue to honor my father and mother
I pray for the health of my brother and their families
I listen to my therapists,
Takes vitamins
walk a lot
Bake Challah for Shabbat
I apologize when I hurt someone.
See myself as young without paying attention to my biological age
Feeling part of the environment I live in and strive to contribute as much as I can
Donate to charity every morning
Content with little
Learning from the best teachers, I can find
And waiting…
