Today I would like to talk to you about my father. My father Yidel Leib Muszkal, may his memory be a blessing, had the largest collection of Jewish stories. For every situation, he had a story. His stories were funny, wise, earthy, perceptive, colorful, universal. He...
“My husband isn’t ill. Humanity is ill.” The year is 1942. The place is Nice in the South of France. These words were spoken by my mother. She and my father were in hiding in a cellar with 5 other Jewish people. They found out that the Nazis were coming into Nice. My...
I learned the distinction between Coping and Living from my mother Miri Muszkal (may her memory be a blessing). Someone in our weekly Club Memory poetry group (now done on the phone) said to me: “Hedy, you are so positive.” And I said: “I am thanking my mother for it....
In this significant time of not-knowingness, I wanted to post some thoughts and resources that have made a nourishing difference for me, in the hopes that they in turn might be helpful and nourishing for you. A Story Can we take this time to rest, so that our souls...
“You have a wonderful happiness re-set button,” a friend told me the other day, when I described to her how high my spirits are in our new nest, in our new town, and in our new life. A happiness re-set button? I was intrigued. I went looking for some of the recent...
Roy Bennett, the author of The Light in the Heart, wrote this saying, and I’m learning just how true it is. Gratitude builds a bridge to abundance Yumi’s and my understanding of the Language of Abundance started for us twenty-five years ago. We were...
