Monday, December 31, 2012

New Year, 2013....

This has been a most memorable year, 2012. We relocated from Rhode Island and kissed the ocean goodbye, we said hello to Colorado  and the majesty of her mountains, as we adjusted to living 6000 feet in the air, we lost Mom in August. We gained a deeper faith and hope, we made new friends. We have seen sunrises and sunsets of awesome beauty which were previously unimaginable to us. We saw the Canyon burn, and met heroes along the way. We have wept w/ the nation upon seeing Sandy and Newton, Ct. Yet and still we can say, 'Thus far the Lord has helped us', (1 Samuel 7:12). 'Whether through poverty, wealth, sickness, or health, whether at home or abroad, or on land, sea, or air, and whether in honor, dishonor, difficulties, joy, trials, triumph, prayer or temptation - 'Thus far the Lord has helped!' (Streams in the Desert, December 31).

It is our hope and prayer for you to have a blessed and healthy 2013, with glorious and miraculous prospects!!!!!

Monday, December 24, 2012

Christmas 2012

To All who celebrate, a hopeful, joyful, peaceful, grateful, graceful, inspired, prayerful, safe and warm Christmas!!

Saturday, December 22, 2012

A Few Words for Saturday, Sunday, Monday.....


'Noah, you will not pass through this way again. I can only believe that you were planted on Earth to bloom in heaven. Take flight, my boy. Soar. You now have the wings you always wanted. Go to that peaceful valley that we will all one day come to know. I will join you someday. Not today. I still have lots of mommy love to give to Danielle, Michael, Sophia and Arielle.
 Until then, your melody will linger in our hearts forever. Momma loves you, little man.'

Veronique Pozner
Portion of Noah's eulogy by his Mom, on Tuesday, December, 18, Newton, Connecticut

Monday, December 17, 2012

Wordless Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday....

From Seasons of Nonviolence:
"I came upon a doctor who appeared in quite poor health.
I said, "There's nothing I can do for you that you can't do for yourself."
He said, "Oh yes you can. Just hold my hand. I think that would help." So I sat with him awhile then I asked him how he felt.
He said, "I think I'm cured." ~ Colin Oberst


(Thank you Jonette for the quote...)

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Wordless Wednesday

The real deal...just gorgeous...

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Those Macabee Brothers...

Judah Maccabee was a Kohen and a son of the Jewish priest Mattathias. He led the Maccabean revolt against the Seleucid Empire and is acclaimed as one of the greatest warriors in Jewish history alongside Joshua, Gideon and David.
The story of Chanukkah begins in the reign of Alexander the Great. Alexander conquered Syria, Egypt and Palestine, but allowed the lands under his control to continue observing their own religions and retain a certain degree of autonomy. Under this relatively benevolent rule, many Jews assimilated much of Hellenistic culture, adopting the language, the customs and the dress of the Greeks, in much the same way that Jews in America today blend into the secular American society. 

More than a century later, a successor of Alexander, Antiochus IV was in control of the region. He began to oppress the Jews severely, placing a Hellenistic priest in the Temple, massacring Jews, prohibiting the practice of the Jewish religion, and desecrating the Temple by requiring the sacrifice of pigs (a non-kosher animal) on the altar. Two groups opposed Antiochus: a basically nationalistic group led by Mattathias the Hasmonean and his son Judah Maccabee, and a religious traditionalist group known as the Chasidim, the forerunners of the Pharisees (no direct connection to the modern movement known as Chasidism). They joined forces in a revolt against both the assimilation of the Hellenistic Jews and oppression by the Seleucid Greek government. The revolution succeeded and the Temple was rededicated. 

According to tradition as recorded in the Talmud, at the time of the rededication, there was very little oil left that had not been defiled by the Greeks. Oil was needed for the menorah (candelabrum) in the Temple, which was supposed to burn throughout the night every night. There was only enough oil to burn for one day, yet miraculously, it burned for eight days, the time needed to prepare a fresh supply of oil for the menorah. An eight day festival was declared to commemorate this miracle. Note that the holiday commemorates the miracle of the oil, not the military victory.

Happy Chanukah...the Festival of Lights!!

Friday, December 7, 2012

Remembering Mable...


She was not my dog. She was the baby girl of my brother and sister-in-law. I did a portrait of Murray, her older brother, and the Twins, when the girls were 10 or 11. They are now 24. Mable was front and center, paw forward, very regal. Sadly, Mable went to 'doggie heaven' on Tuesday night, w/ Murray there to greet her I am sure. When my brother called, the 'Hello' let me know something was wrong. I could not speak. My tears flowed freely. She was not my dog, but she was a member of my family and my heart broke for the loss. I am still getting welled up. The bottom pic of my niece, was the day of Mom's funeral, later in the day back @ my brother's house. And the other, well, clearly, they were both just puppies.

'And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game.'