Wednesday, September 27, 2006

So many issues; not enough Prozac.

yosef... I assume your reading this :)

Enough is enough:
I'm so irritated by all of you half hazard, socially retarded, apathetic, slothful, irritating, lazy, Chossids who seem to have nothing better to do than bitch and moan all day about everything and anything you can.
"My Yichus is better than your Gesher".
"My Bais Din can kick your Bais Din's arse.."
"he's an Apicores."
"I'm a Bal T'chuva. "
I'm a Choser B'Tchuvah."
Let's have a party in the Rishus Den!

Whatever dude' your all nothing but the Mamzorim of snags. Your mother is a snag, your father is a snag and that makes you nothing but a lethargic Mamzor, you natzi-snag. Your all a bunch of Snags Posing as Chossids.
I'll give you all a few shinny keys, a 2nd cell phone and a cherry for your dash board. Maybe that'll give you a hard on.

But seriously guys: Talk about a real issue. Anti-Semitisms making a stronger come back than the 80's. How about talking about the Chossids who were robbed and beaten the other night or even the meddlesome neighbor who's Loshon Hurua did something good. With her talent of minding everyone else's business she helped find one of the guys. Make her your idol. Not Finkel the divorced butcher.Use the evil to bring down some positive energy.


I'm going to float politically:
Be a contribution to society or just a registered voter. You can register to vote as an alternative to sitting around talking about how Bush agenda destroyed the economy and social security. Oy this world would have seriously been an exceptionally better place if Kerry had won. But don't worry; Hillary Clinton's chance for Presidency is bizarrely looking possible. She can come undo all the horrific things Bush did to you. Forget that. The Olsen twins have my vote. We can all live in splendid world where people ritually hug when entering or leaving a room. All your problems can be solved in a half hour….

Considering I'm a registered voter. My vote counts so take your opinion to the polls. Unless your registered to vote. But I get it, you're a Yid and that makes you too effing good for American society. We're better than the goyim I know all about it. Your just here to live off the government; with your section 8, food stamps. Acting like the goyim you talk so poorly of. Sitting around on your over sized lazy arse waiting for Moshiach to come. You keep sitting there waiting. Let me know how that works out for you. Freakin democrats, you all have an opinion but don't seem to register. Ther are more of you at every rally in NYC than are registered “democratic voters” in NYC.

Start talking about some real issues.
Better yet get up and do something about it.

Monday, September 25, 2006

Israel anyone?

yea so this is my ode to blogger. I forget its here sometimes. I'm involved in so many projects I forget about the place it all started. so here I am. To tell those of you who still have an rss feed to this page; that I am going to Israel. well... I want to. I need to get a ticket and by that I mean I need money. I was looking for a job. but who hires for 2 weeks? I dont know what to do. I have to figure it all out. I'm sure I will. take the absence as not a good thing, thats all I have for now. if you or anyone you know, knows someone who forgot to give myser this year... or just wants to help a yid. I'm here and excepting donations :)

much love, Dindel

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

After the rainbow..

Sorry I’ve been total MIA. I got on the rainbow train expecting to return to Brooklyn July 15th, but the universe had a different plan for me and now I’m in L.A. we shall see where the universe takes me next. All I know for sure is I should be in Colorado on the 15th of Aug. and upstate NY on the 20th A”H

Much love and blessings.

Dindel

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

Monday, June 19, 2006

Baruch Dayan HaEmes- Benzion Berel Keller

Baruch Dayan HaEmes
With profound sadness and pain we inform you of the sudden, untimely passing of the bochur Benzion Berel Keller, son of, Yibadlu Lechaim Tovim, Rabbi Moshe and Rochel Keller of Crown Heights, on Shabbos. Benzion was 17 years old.

From: CrownHeights.info

He was all about the music. So here are some lyrics that will always make me think of Benny.


Warrior
by Matisyahu

Song details
Name Warrior
Artist Matisyahu
Album Shake off the Dust... Arise (2004),


Song lyrics

You're the son of his majesty
Remember how it used to be
In the light of day it's easy to see
Now it's nighttime
You had to leave

*You got Separated from the king
Now the water's rushing and you keep trying to swim against the streams*
* it seems, like your not moving the many water's gushing you gasp for air
Almost drowning ears ringing, once upon a time we were singing
One day *those trees will stand and clap hands
Stream of thought getting caught in the klipa, this place is just a shell, external
Egos swell, that one'll burn ya, we fell a long way down, that eternal frown'll get you
You look vexed it's the dregs, the yetzer hara's lurking
Trying to make *us forget we got a job to do
your a priest and a prince and you can't be moved,
*a priest and a prince and you can't be

Chorus: You're a warrior, Fighting for your soul
Taken from a world above, and brought down to *this world below
Re-united, re-united return the princess to the king,
Re-united, re-united, she's been taken for so long
Re-unite them, re-unite *them and then she'll be filled with joy
Re-unite them , re-unite *them like the days of her youth

Descended to the pit
What's this feeling can't get rid of it
Soul sick
Can't seem to shake it
When one retires at night weeping, joy will come in the morning
You made my mountain stand strong

Chorus
Chorus: You're a warrior, Fighting for your soul
Taken from a world above, and brought down to *this world below

Like and ancient memory
Remember how it used to be
Close your eyes and breath in
* the scent of freedom
Ringing across the sea
Land of milk and honey
One day will wake up from this dream and we'll stop sleeping
Oh, yo, then we'll see clearly

Chorus
Chorus: You're a warrior, Fighting for your soul
Taken from a world above, and brought down to *this world below

you just crossed two works in the last verse ,,

jah bless,

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

They like me... they really like me.

Signed sealed delivered, I’m yours.

Tarts it the papers have been signed. I’m going away. And when I get back I’ll A”H have my job!!!

Friday, May 19, 2006

Free will -my ass.

How many times a day do you tell yourself... you know this.. Why am I even thinking about the answer? What’s taking me so long to figure this out? D your smarter than that. Or how about the ever apparent did I really just do that?

As people we are make to believe we have total control of our lives. This friend is not true. it cant be. I know I personally don’t seem to think.

I don’t know who’s making my decisions for me. But I want to sit down and have a talk with them.

I'm become a bit too allusive.

Have a La'chaim to better choices.
___________________
Its funny being at work today; my boss and I know, inevitably we have to talk about weather or not I'm staying next week and were just pretending it’s a non issue. Go figure.


Shabbat shalom!

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Whos up for a mission?

I’m running away this summer. And not happy about it. Its all I wanted for a few months now. But I got a job I like. And I know I’m going to regret leaving it. My boss is a kind hearted man. He doesn’t deserve this at all. Whatever not a pity trip right,. I can do what I want when I want it.

Damnit I'm happy.

Well Said!

I get these daily, but this one was talking to me about mypersonal self and mind frame.
hope you enjoy it as much as i did.

B"H

Fortitude
---------

Maybe you feel you just can't hack it. You know there is nothing to fear, but you are afraid. You know there are no obstacles that cannot be overcome, but those, you claim, are words for the lionhearted. Your heart is somewhat less of iron and more of flesh. You know fear first hand, and it is ugly.

It's true, there are people who do not run from anything in this world. Even as they enter this world, they remain above and beyond. Their feet barely touch the ground.

They are the tzaddikim, who never enter the monster's lair. And therefore, they never truly defeat him. But you, with their strength, you will face that awesome fear inside you and you will wrestle it to the dust. For yourself and for all those after you.





A Daily Dose of Wisdom from the Rebbe
-words and condensation by Tzvi Freeman
Iyar 20, 5766 * May 18, 2006

Monday, May 08, 2006

Should I stay or Should I go....

Dilemma,

I found a job.

I like the job.

Jobs are always available...

I want to go to rainbow.

do I quit?

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Car 54 Where are you?

Another abandon blog.

It doesn't mean to happen. It's just one of those things.

Please note. I have not abandon the blog. just been a little hectic in my own head. that's a way for me to say that nothings really going on and I haven't had any thoughts lately. that's. all.

I'll be back.


--
Much Love

Saturday, April 08, 2006

The Lost Post.

Okay this is something I typed up a while ago. I was planing on doing some editin and just forgot about it. I havnt been working so I havnt had a computer. that helps when it comes to getting lost. The funny part is... since I wrote it. I havnt done "my drung of choice". So heres my lost post. I never got to re-edit it. so its pretty raw. (I should read it before posting it. but I wont.)
Enjoy.

Part time drug addict.



I want to start with a blatant statement.

I'm a liar!

So this is honesty at its best.

Well the best I can provide, from my own personally experience.



Every now and again I think I'm a drug addict.



A few years ago I'm pretty sure I was a drug addict. But I got older and too busy… other expenses were more important. And there's always the ever annoying self trip I put on myself, saying "do it... Stop" just to prove I can. So I started leaving my house. Became more functional, stopped …somewhat. Told people I was finally clean.. (not in a sence that any of them cared. They told me I was selling out…) But truth be known, I do it on occasion. Always did. Never really stopped. Just stopped how much I was doing it, how often and who I was doing it with. Still the whole time I was saying I was clean I was lying about it. I don't even know why. I never went to rehab or anything… so I don't know why I lie about it all the time. Even now. It's been over almost 3 years now. Maybe more. I can't give an exact date because I have no concept of time. No one I talked to about it was ever judging me. I was judging them. I still do. The people who I first did it with are clean. Well one is. I have no idea where the other is.



I'm a little confused because I don't really see what's wrong with it. If I 'm living a functioning a normal life, and I'm not harming anyone else. I'm not selling my body, pawning my belongings; I've never stolen for it, I've never spent someone else's money on it. In fact I'm paying all my bills, saving money. Even paying back old debts to credit collectors.. (Poor, Old Navy and Gap.) and I'm 98% sure to the best of my knowledge I have never hurt anyone over it. So why bother stopping? I would so much rather quit smoking then stop with this substance. That nonsense is going to destroy me so much faster.



This is… This is the lie that I live.



There's no excuse for it. There's no way to justify it. I just can't decide if I can be regard as as an addict.

It's a part of my life. But a functional life at that. Compared to how much I used to do… If I had to compare it to smoking, right? So say I smoked a carton a week now that would be 200 cigarettes. (never did that, promise!) But say I did, than it would be like I smoke one cigarette a day now. If that…





Okay, I let out my dirty laundry. It's floating away in the wind, or zapping its way thru the blogosphere. However you want to say it. But really my question for myself; how scary is it that I like myself and the people and me better when I'm high. I'm less of a bitch. Every now and again some one will tell me "I'm so happy you stopped, your less edgy these days." The funny part. They know little about me. The edgy days were the sober days. Obviously these aren't people I'm close to.









So why am I trying to justify it to myself?

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Reflections.

birthday and time...
not worth reading. This was just me getting some thoughts out.

I feel like it’s been my birthday for a month. Technically speaking, somehow it has been. This year my Hebrew and secular birthdays were just about a month apart. Then I spent a week of February in Italy for the secular one and celebrating my Hebrew one last night finally.
It's nice when you can spread them both out. Nothing I'll ever complain about. Okay, maybe when I'm over excessively dealing with my 30th. , Then I'm sure I'll be sick of it.
……..crying in a corner somewhere… that’s a scary thought. :)

But anyhow…. I was thinking a lot. That's what birthdays are for, right? Because your not entirely a whole year older. Its juts another day… just another day. Why do we obsess once a year about our age? Honestly, as a Jewish girl, now 25 and still single… I think about once a month I trip out about my age. That empty feeling where you know your not getting married anytime soon. The people you know are fun (and currently a healthy influence) but no one I see myself with in the future. So I just don’t date. We all know that’s the answer. But what are my options? No ones setting me up on a shidduch. Once you’ve been black-listed they sort of forget you even exist. Let alone wonder if you’re single. I think most of the people in my community have no idea what happened to me. Probably leaving them to believe I got knocked up years ago and probably living underground. Not that they would come looking… -yes this is me still deep down seeking their approval.*

The truth is, now refocusing on the topic. I know I’m not getting married anytime soon. I may be capable of being spontaneous but to what degree. I’m a flake who’s afraid of the idea of commitment. I was just talking to my room mate about the fact that I moved in to my apartment because I wouldn’t have to sign a lease, it’s all month to month. This way if I ever wanted out I could leave. –this was 4 yrs ago. Where do I live…? The same freakin place. Cause I’m so comfortable, now I’m afraid of change…. And you thought you had issues?

So what have I accomplished this year?

I realize some where in the last few years, with my dire need to be accepted- I had sold out. I wasn’t stable at all last year. I was jumping from job to job monthly. Dating funny boys who had no future prospects… it was a funny year. But the whole time I managed to maintain financial stability. Impressive.

Then the Purim came along and I realized I’m going no where fast. I work to pay rent… date to have company when watching ‘desperate housewife’s”… and I stopped.

Cold turkey. Right. now if only I could quit smoking.
Sorry, focusing. So I stopped. I chilled by myself for a while. I had a few crazy room mates to fill my time, whet to the gym. Defiantly wasn’t bored with my time.

Now on to the summer. I went to the “Israeli day parade’ bumped in to some old friends… and with my schedule cleared, because I had again quit my job… I had all the time in the world to hang out.

and thus begin a whole new trip. Literally.

Considering I don’t think any of the 4 people who read this blog would have made it this far. (okay one of you did.) I’m gonna space it all out. This way I have something to write later.

To be continued….. I may sound a little funny. But I am happy. Just lonely.
My family is miles away. I haven’t seen my mother since last Pesach. Honestly the family that I have in NY isn’t even the most minuscule bit comforting. They don’t ask how I’m doing. The thought doesn’t even cross they’re mind.

Thank g-d for my friends. It’s good to know some truly good people. But that’s for the next post.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

My Trip to Italy.

Okay, so its been long enough that I'm no longer crying over my camera. So Now I can Finally talk about my trip. So for those of you who were pressuring me. This is for you, and for those of you who have just been pressuring me to write. Enjoy. This is what your getting.

…Adar

London… hotel, sightseeing on foot.

Rome… Wow. Vatican, Trains, Coliseum… Susie :)

Florence… Nice Balcony, mind if I sleep for a few hours? Pisa, Sure lets go!
You sure there’s no elevator?
Wow, talk about a view from the top.

Florence…. Sleep… Sick… waste of a day.

Venice, Seriously… I was in Venice? That’s just amazing. My birthday, in Venice does it get any better?

The Restaurant.. Gam Gam… No hotels? What? Shoot….
Now for a conversation with some kid who walked in to the chabad house while we’re tring to figure out what to do a few hours before shabbos… with no hotel.
“Yeah my name is Dee… Do you know me? “
Yea you don’t remember me? “Afraid not” You gave me a Henna tattoo at a party in Brooklyn once… “Oh, Cool.” “What are you doing out here?” I work for chabad. “So, you think you can help us out.”

10 minutes later…
Okay I found an apt you guys can use. How long you gonna be here?
“Till Monday” Okay no problem; just make sure you get the keys back to the Rabbi before you leave. “Wow.”
Thank you Chabad of Venice!!! Words can’t describe what you gave us!!

Moving right along, describing Venice in one word. Carnival…
Freakin awesome.

Back to London.. lets retake all the pictures we accidentally deleted… Yeay!

Back to the air port.

Back on another plane.

Sevral hours and a few vodka and orange juice’s later… Are we there yet?

Costoms… luggage…
WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON’T HAVE MY CAMERA???? Back to the counter…
No camera here…. Direct quote from British Airways flight crew:
“The cleaning crew must have nicked it” –thanks. Shit heads.

Home sweet home.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

My lost Camera.

Okay I did it.

I went to Italy, but at what cost?

Plane ticket: $408.00 round trip to London, with hotel.
Ryan air flights: total $120.00
Hotels cause my friend decided she can’t stay in a hostel. $100.00
Train Tickets 100 bucks.

My friend leaving my new camera with over 400 pictures of our trip on the plane followed by British Airways telling me that the cleaning crew probably “nicked it”

Definitely priceless.

Shame. Anyone have any ideas where to look for such a thing?

Monday, February 27, 2006

Happy Birthday To Me.

This past Friday was my birthday and I am now 25 years of age. Weird sentence. Sounds weird in my head. I know. Ew.

But instead of crying about it. I went to Italy. What better way to deal with that fact that your getting old (and still single) than to explore some of Europe. So that's just what I did.

Took one of my closest friends and we were off.

We did Rome.
We did Florence.
We climbed the leaning tower of Pisa.
and then to kick it all in to full gear.
I went to Venice to experience what I was told would be one of the best shabbusim I would ever have.

Well let me tell you.

The chabad of Venice is not overrated in any way shape or form.
They we're amazing and we're a lot of help.

Turns out, Luck of the draw I chose the week of Carnival (some clips here). Leaving me shit out of luck when it came to finding a place to stay. We'll Rabbi Banim wasn't going to let us sleep in the train stations for shabbos. So once again we thank you much for your hospitality.

still leaving us now with a place not just for shabbos but until we left and shabbos amazing shabbos meals. Burach Hashem for the handful of energetic Buchurim you boys rock. mamash labadic.

I'm not sure where I'm going with this. All I know is, I'm a happy camper. 100% A.O.K. all is good thank you Eibishter for putting this birthday on the charts. Carnival... Who'd a thunk? Dancing in the streets to ung-dly hours.
sleeping in the train station... Still not sure why that happened. We had an apt. (...If someone finds Brett let me know:)I think we lost him somewhere )

I must get some sleep.
I haven't in days.
I'm exhausted but showered.
This is good. Trust me.

I have a flight from Hethrow to jfk in tomorrow evening. With an added mission to retake all our London pictures before we leave. Due to the fact that my friend and I are both complete goofs. We don't have any pictures from the first stop in London. So we're planning on going to all the sites in the same clothes and retake our pictures. I'll let you know how they come out.

as for now. Its late as sin and I must to be sleeping.
no, not with Roberto........... :)

Monday, February 13, 2006

My Update*

This blog doesnt really seem to exist anymore.

I know some people have it on ther RSS feed. (I think thats what its called. and the rest of my readers have gone astray.
But its oka. I'm not far. more so i feed off the comments. Havnt been reciving any so i assume people arent comeing anymore.

But life is okay. Wed. my (not so) little brother is moving to town. I havent seen him in a while and I'm just getting ready to party for a few days before I run off to Italy. I promised myself this would be a good year.

I'm not trading that in for anything!

and for your viewing pleasure. I found this and loved it. I went throu all of them today. Read the captions. some are really trippy. :)

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

What is Yud Shavat?

Today is Yud Shevat is the anniversary of the passing of the Previous Lubavitcher Rebbe, Rabbi Yosef Y. Schneersohn, and the ascension to leadership of his son-in-law, the Rebbe king moshiach shlita.

On the day of his official acceptance of leadership of Chabad-Lubavitch, the Rebbe shlita recited a Chasidic discourse that stated uniquivocally that our generation is the last generation of exile and the first generation of the Redemption. This statement, and the campaign to bring about the Redemption, set the entire tone for the Rebbe's leadership.

A little more than four decades after the first discourse, the Rebbe shlita issued the following impassioned call to his followers and to the entire Jewish and world community:

"How is it that Moshiach has still not come? Why are we still in a state of galut (exile)? Why is our world still a place in which evil and suffering still prevail?

"Why is it acceptable that the Redemption should not come tonight, nor tomorrow, nor the day after, G-d forbid? The Jewish nation are 'a stiff-necked people.' Were there to be found even a few individuals who would adamantly insist on bringing Moshiach, he would have certainly long arrived!

"What more can I do? I have done all I can to bring the world to truly demand and clamor for the Redemption. But it seems that all my efforts have been in vain. We are still in exile and, more significantly, in an internal galut of clouded vision and distorted priorities.

"I have done all I can. I am handing over the task to you: Do everything in your power to bring our righteous redeemer, immediately!

"It is not sufficient to mouth slogans. You must take action. It is my fervent hope that amongst you there will be found one, two or three people who will figure out what to do and how to do it.

"I'm leaving it to you. It is up to each and every one of you to bring about the Redemption. It is in your hands to bring Moshiach."

At this auspicious time, let each one of us consider what we can do to bring about the Redemption and Moshiach, NOW!

In Honor of Yud Shvat

In honor of Yud Shvat I though I would post this.
Enjoy.


Adapted from Likkutei Sichos,
Vol. XVIII, Parshas Chukas-Balak
and Yud-Beis Tammuz;
and the Sichos of Shabbos Parshas Beshallach, 5751


A Time for Focus

Yud Shvat (the Tenth of Shvat) is the Previous Rebbe's yahrzeit, the anniversary of his passing. On the day of a tzaddik's passing, "all his effort... for which he toiled throughout his life... becomes revealed and radiates downward... at the time of his passing."[1] Accordingly, Yud Shvat is an appropriate day to focus on the message of the Previous Rebbe's life, for every year, these same spiritual qualities are revealed on this anniversary.[2]
This revelation affects all of "his children, the work of his hands," those who "will walk in his paths for eternity."[3] This is particularly true in regard to the yahrzeit of a nasi, a leader of the Jewish people. For a nasi is connected to every member of his generation;[4] as Rashi states,[5] "The nasi is the entire people."

The divine service of every man, but particularly that of a tzaddik and nasi, is multifaceted. Nevertheless, in considering the Previous Rebbe's divine service as a whole, there is one quality that stands out distinctly, and which enhances the nature of all his other contributions, namely, his unbounded mesirus nefesh ("self sacrifice").

The Previous Rebbe's mesirus nefesh was not limited to a particular situation or mode of expression. Despite the radically differing settings in which he lived and the varied nature of the obstacles with which he was confronted, he showed an unceasing commitment to the well-being of his fellow Jews, and to their connection with their Torah heritage.


Challenging the Iron Fist


His resolution and unbounded concern may be seen in his responses to three challenges that marked the three decades during which he served as leader of the Chabad chassidic movement. The Previous Rebbe assumed the mantle of leadership in 5680 (1920). At that time, the majority of the Chabad community - and the largest Jewish population worldwide - was located in the Soviet Union, exposed to the full brunt of the Communist effort to stamp out religious practice.
For the Previous Rebbe, every day presented a life-and-death struggle to maintain the observance of Torah throughout the country. He dispatched rabbis and shochtim to communities throughout the land, built mikvaos, and most important - and most fiercely opposed by the Communist regime - he established an extensive network of underground chadarim and yeshivos to educate Jewish youth. (This network continued to operate for decades, until the Glasnost allowed these schools to emerge into the light of day.)

The Previous Rebbe was arrested several times for "counter-revolutionary" activities. At one point, he was sentenced to death; only through international intervention and a series of miracles was the sentence averted.[6] The most difficult part of the Rebbe's situation, however, was the threat to his followers who joined him in risking their lives for these goals. Whenever one of his followers was exiled to Siberia for teaching young children, the Previous Rebbe had to shoulder the responsibility of sending a replacement with the full knowledge of the danger awaiting him.


In the Twilight Before the Night

The Rebbe Rayatz was forced to leave Russia in 5688 (1928). For the next few years, he established his base in Riga. Although he visited several Jewish communities throughout the world during this time, his energies were still primarily focused on Russia and the operation of the chassidic movement there.
In the summer of 5693 (1933), he settled in Poland. There, he was confronted by challenges of a different nature. Although there were no political obstacles to the spread of Jewish education or practice, the lack of resources presented difficulties which were compounded by the fact that the leaders of the local Jewish community did not understand his approach.

The Previous Rebbe did not allow these impediments to stand in the way of his efforts. With relentless energy, he established a chain of yeshivos and chadarim that enabled thousands of youth to devote themselves to the study of Torah. These activities continued until they were halted by the Nazi invasion. Together with thousands of other Jews, the Previous Rebbe spent the High Holidays of 5700 (1939) in bomb shelters in Warsaw. Shortly thereafter, on the last passenger ship to leave, he set out for the United States.


"America is No Different"


Immediately upon his arrival, he announced that he had come not for his personal benefit, but to prove that "America is no different."[7] The spiritual vitality that had nurtured Jewish life in Eastern Europe could be transplanted to the American continent. Though its manner of expression might change, the traditional devotion to the Torah's teachings and the observance of the mitzvos would not.
Physically broken by the ravages of ill-health and Soviet interrogators, the Previous Rebbe could have retired to a more private life, leading his own small group of followers. Instead, he revolutionized American Judaism. Every single area of American Jewish life - day schools, kashrus, Jewish publishing, yeshivah study, and the beginnings of the baal teshuvah movement - was radically influenced by his activities.

His ability to practice mesirus nefesh in these three very different situations indicates that this quality was of his essence. Himself the epitome of mesirus nefesh, he was able to inspire others likewise.


Continually Advancing - and with Joy

The very name Yosef Yitzchak speaks volumes about the Rebbe Rayatz.
In Hebrew, Yosef means "increase". The Previous Rebbe's mesirus nefesh constantly impelled him to further commitment and increased activity. Moreover, the name Yosef was first given in the verse,[8] "May G-d add on (yosef) to me another son (ben acher)." Implicit in this verse is the ability of Yosef to transform a person who has hitherto been acher ("another" - estranged from his Jewish roots) into the closeness of ben ("a son"). This ability was exemplified by the Previous Rebbe, who inspired countless Jews to return to Jewish practice.

The name Yitzchak was first given in the verse,[9] "Whoever hears will laugh (yitzchak) with me." Joy should be radiated to the point that "whoever hears," even someone who does not consciously intend to hear, "will laugh with me."

In keeping with this verse, the Previous Rebbe possessed a unique ability to impart happiness to others. Even when he was physically broken, the atmosphere around him was never one of despair. Quite the contrary, he radiated joy.

Both these names share a connection to the Redemption. The name Yosef is associated with the verse,[10] "G-d will again (yosif) extend His hand... to take possession of the remnant of His people." The joy inspired by the name Yitzchak anticipates the overwhelming joy our people will experience at the Redemption, as it is written,[11] "Then will our mouths be filled with laughter." May this take place in the immediate future.