Thick Fluid vs Lucid Fluid

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I just went to a wonderful meeting with a bunch of women. I had a wonderful time. There was something that was nagging at me though and it took me a while and much discussing with my sister before I could realize what it was.

I felt like thick fluid amongst lucid fluid.  Not sure how to explain that.  Like I was thick and heavy and they were light and flowing.  I need to delve into this more. But one thing I do notice about very talkative people is that they talk much much more than I feel comfortable to do. I wanted to join in, but I felt more comfortable listening.  I did say my two -shekels worth. But I also noticed the difference.  Nothing wrong with that.

My new question is how do I make this work? How to mix gold ("silence is gold") with silver ("speech is silver")?

"Speech is silver, silence is gold"

an American proverb

How do I mix my thick fluid with their lucid fluid.  I don't want to loose myself, but should I become mroe lucid (which would cause them, by default to get thicker/quieter)?

Interesting dilemma....

Is it Good for Haiti? Gold and Oil

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Turns out I should have wondered why there were so many UN officials in Haiti at the time of the earthquake. As it turns out much Haiti since 1994 has become basically a fort for the UN. I don't know how long they've known this, but gold and oil have been discovered in Haiti. In fact, the oil reserve seems greater than Venezuela's-- so much larger its not even worth comparing! Ah. No wonder all the aids are not reaching the people. Story.

Nations want the Haitian people dead. And gone. (or just amputated at best).

Praise God, the country to took the title of the "poorest country in....wherever" is not really. Hmmm..sorry the stigma didn't stick. Not.

I must make a special trip to the Wailing Wall on this one. Surely in the merit that Haiti was among the first countries to recognize Israel, as they say those who bless it shall be blessed, hopefully they will be blessed in return.

For a more comprehensive outline see Israel Truth Times blog.

To Haitians: Prie' po pays ou. Bon Dieu ap tande'!!

Stories from the Talmud

Sometimes I enjoy learning stories from Jewish sources. Here is one of my favorite ones. (details are adapted my me!)

Alexander the Great was famous for his military might. When countries heard he was approaching, they would all but tremble with fright!

One day, Alexander the Great had set out to conquer a small village in Africa run by women. Word got out. The Nubian leaders gathered their skirt in their hand, and with their head scarves flaying in the wind, bolted towards the queen. A quick meeting needed to be done!

In quick hushed voice they spoke in their native African tongue. What should they do? How can they ever defeat the Great Alexander. Slowly slowly a plan was devised.

The day came. Alexander the Great and all his military might approached.

They came and towered over the entrance of the village. Lo and behold! Without weapons, the women came out. One by one, led by the queen in all her regality. It was a quiet but noble and beautiful procession. Drums played suspensfully in the background and no one spoke a word, save the the excited wind blowing around them.

Finally, the queen spoke.

"I salute you, the great and mighty Alexander. You are well known for your fierceness in battle and for your great victories."

Everyone listened intently.

"We women have protected and defended our village alone. And we have been successful! Now, if you should come and attack us and win, what would it be said? The great Warrior fought with women and won?! What kind of victory would that be?"

The Queen paused to let the idea sink in.  Then she continued, "Now supposing WE WON? What would be said then?"

With a faint smile, Alexander the Great, conceded, "You are wise. I will not conquer your land. Now fetch some bread for me and my men and we will be off!"

The queen bowed graciously and returned with her whole procession back into their village. As soon as they were out of sight, again they hurried and huddled to think and talk.

He needs bread? they wondered. Surely, there is a trick to this! So they, again, devised another plan.

After a few minutes, once again the whole solemn procession came out bearing bread. By then everyone had dismounted from their horses and waited for the bread. The women passed bread to everyone. However, when they bit into the bread, they realized it was hard! Each bread had inside of it gold!

"What is this!" Cried Alexander.

"Great and mighty Alexander" The queen began, unperturbed, "would you really be satisfied to come all the way over here... for a morsel of bread?"

With this, Alexander nodded and left. But before he left, he wrote on the gate of their city: "I, Alexander of Macedon, was a fool before having come to this country of women in Africa and having received their advice."

(for another story check Another Africa and Alexander Talmud story)