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Mi pasión radica en vivir la vida en su máximo esplendor, y dar lo mejor de mí en todo lo que hago. Todos los domingos #historiasquecontar 11:00am ET
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Una mamá siempre será mamá 💗 #baby #mom #family
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Ingredientes * 6 chiles poblanos * 400–500 g de queso mozzarella — yo usé marca Mambi * Palillos de madera (opcional) * Aceite Para la salsa roja: * 6 tomates * ½ cebolla grande * 2 dientes de ajo * Caldo de pollo o 1 cubito de pollo * Sal al gusto * Pimienta al gusto * Agua Preparación 1. Pintamos los chiles con aceite y los llevamos al horno a 350 °F durante 40 minutos, hasta que estén cocidos. 2. Mientras están en el horno, preparamos la salsa roja. Licuamos los 6 tomates, ½ cebolla y 2 dientes de ajo con un poco de agua. 3. Llevamos la salsa a cocinar y agregamos 1 cucharadita de cubito de pollo, sal y pimienta al gusto. 4. Sacamos los chiles del horno y nos ponemos guantes porque el picante puede quemar. Les quitamos la piel, los abrimos con cuidado y retiramos las semillas de adentro. 5. Rellenamos cada chile con una cantidad generosa de queso mozzarella y cerramos. Si queremos, podemos sujetarlos con un palillo de madera. 6. Los colocamos nuevamente para cocinar, los bañamos con la salsa roja y dejamos cocinar durante 30 minutos. ¡Y están listos para disfrutar! 🤍 Nota: La receta original lleva los chiles capeados. Si quieres aprender a hacerlos así, comenta “CAPEADO” y te envío la receta.
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La Luna y El Sol presentan un inmenso interés en acercarse cada dia para consolidar su tan esperada Danza. Creada por @alejandrocamposmusic para todos ustedes. #alexfieldsmusic #alejandrocamposmusic #alejandrocampostracks #lalunayelsol #elsolylaluna
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✨ A+A Welcome Party ✨ Así comenzamos a celebrar la boda de Andrea y Alberto… rodeados de familia, amigos, mucho cariño y una energía preciosa. 🤍 Unos días que quedarán para siempre en nuestros recuerdos. Y esto es solo el comienzo… ¡me faltan muchísimas fotos por compartir! ✨ #welcomeparty #whiteparty #mallorca @anssiagastrobeach
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I’m sorry, but if this is supposed to be the intellectual demolition of the Jewish homeland, somebody forgot to bring the demolition equipment. The argument, as presented, is exquisite: Egypt wasn’t the Jewish homeland because Moses led the Israelites out. Fine. But Israel couldn’t have been their homeland either because they weren’t already there. Congratulations. We have apparently solved exile, displacement, diaspora and return by pretending geography comes with a permanent seating chart. But my favorite part is Moses. You cannot invite Moses as your star witness, have him part the Red Sea, march the Israelites out of Egypt, and then say, “Thank you, Moses, you may leave now,” precisely when he starts explaining WHERE THEY WERE GOING. That is not historical analysis. That is putting the Bible on airplane mode the second it becomes inconvenient. And Jewish history does not depend on treating the Torah as a property deed. Ancient Israel and Judah existed. Jerusalem existed. Hebrew existed. Jewish civilization developed there, and Jewish connection to the land survived centuries of exile, diaspora and return. Then history committed the unforgivable crime of continuing. In 1947, the UN proposed Jewish and Arab states. In 1948, Israel declared independence, war followed, and Israel survived. Today Israel is not a theological hypothetical waiting for Mahmood Mamdani to approve its paperwork. It is a sovereign country with citizens, institutions, elections, a parliament, courts, an army, a president and an Independence Day. So perhaps the question isn’t whether Jews ever had a homeland. It is how much history must be put through a blender before “Jews have no homeland” comes out looking scholarly. If your thesis needs Moses but not his destination, Exodus but not return, and the Bible but only the convenient paragraphs, you haven’t dismantled Jewish history. You’ve given history selective amnesia and called it scholarship. Cute thesis, though. Moses would like his sea back. #israel #powerofpositivity #winners #winners #pride
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Maybe this post has already been seen everywhere. I don’t care. Play it again. And tomorrow, play it again. Every family with a child in school or heading to university should ask one uncomfortable question: Do I actually know who is helping pay for the education shaping my child’s mind? When billions connected to Qatar and other foreign governments flow into American higher education, I want questions asked. Where does that money go? What does it fund? What influence comes attached to it? And please, spare me the Harvard, Brown, Cornell, Georgetown, MIT prestige orgasm. This is my child. His brain. His character. His future. If I discovered his education was being shaped by money carrying the interests of a regime whose values contradict everything I taught him about freedom, integrity, tolerance, and human life, I would rather homeschool him. At least I would know who was shaping his brain. And then ideology reaches children before they can even spell ideology. Pre-K classrooms become places for drag or gender-themed performances and conversations about Palestine, while adults debate whether this is education or activism. These are four-year-olds. Four. Adults want to debate Palestine, Israel, Qatar, Zionism, gender, colonialism? Fantastic. Debate until you lose your voice. But why does a preschooler need to become somebody’s geopolitical audience? Check the syllabus. Check the curriculum. Follow the money. Ask what Qatar funds. Ask what is taught, what is omitted, and what your child is being discouraged from questioning. I sent my child to school to become educated, not programmed. I want him to question me, Israel, America, professors, governments, everything. But I want the conclusions inside his head to belong to him. Not to an activist. Not to a professor. And certainly not to whoever wrote the biggest check. You can replace a university. You cannot give your child back the years in which somebody else taught them what they were allowed to think. So while everybody is bragging about where their children got accepted, somebody better ask what exactly they are being accepted into. #israel #university #qatar #education #money
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Mi mamá y sus prioridades 😅 Reír para no llorar 🇺🇸 my mom and her priorities 😅😭 #funny #mama
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God, this one was a sensitive one for me. After watching Messi cry at the final and then waking up to find every newspaper, every social media platform, and every corner of the world flooded with images of his tears, all I saw was love. From Al Jazeera to complete strangers online, there was nothing but tenderness for this man. Watching Argentina welcome their team home as if they had conquered the universe was humbling. And I won’t lie—it broke me. It made me feel so small and so immense at the same time. From the moment he sat alone on that field, before anyone came to him, I could feel it. I filmed it from my television because I knew I was witnessing something bigger than football. I could feel his pain. There he was: a 39-year-old kid who grew up with so little, who built a life with the only woman he ever loved, raised a beautiful family, earned more money than he could ever spend, and remained, somehow, remarkably simple. He wasn’t crying because of a goal. He wasn’t crying because of a trophy. Argentina has lost finals before. He was crying because of the people. Because in that moment, he realized that his goodbye belonged to the world. For a few minutes, the world stopped. Even those cheering for Spain could feel his pain. And I genuinely believe that anyone with goodness in their heart could not help but feel compassion. Nobody was laughing. Nobody was divided. There were no religions, no borders, no politics. There was only humanity. Thank you, Messi, because for those two hours, you united a world that seems incapable of agreeing on anything. You reminded us that greatness is not measured by Ballons d’Or or championships, but by the number of hearts you leave changed after you walk away. You took home the love of hundreds of millions of people. And what you left behind was a lesson for those willing to see it: Love still conquers all. #israel #Argentina #messi #worldcup #love
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Celebración .. Family Time. La dicha de tener familia en casa.. Original Music : @alejandrocamposmusic . #familytime #família #alexfieldsmusic #alejandrocamposmusic #alejandrocampostracks #venezuela🇻🇪 #miami #originaljazzclassics #familybeauty
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For Israel, the struggle did not begin on October 7th, in 1948, or even in modern history. It stretches back to the days when Moses led the Jewish people out of Egypt toward the Promised Land. Although he never set foot in it himself, he guided the Jewish people to the land that, according to the Torah, God had promised them. From that moment until today, Jewish history has been a story of perseverance, sacrifice, and an unending fight to exist in the homeland entrusted to us. That is why this conversation between the lion and God touched me so deeply. To me, the lion represents the Lion of Zion, Israel itself. God’s answer is not necessarily the one we want to hear, but perhaps the one we need. He reminds us that suffering has a purpose, that struggle builds resilience, and that pain gives birth to wisdom. If that is true, then Israel is living one of history’s greatest paradoxes. At one of its darkest moments, it is also shining like never before. Never has Israel faced such relentless attacks, not only from terrorists and armies, but from propaganda, conspiracy theories, and accusations spreading across the world. Yet it continues to defend life, innovate, rebuild, and refuse to break. Still, every Jew carries the same question. Will we ever be truly happy again? For us, happiness has never been about power or conquest. It has always come down to one simple word: peace. That is all we have ever truly wanted. People often mock the idea that the Jews are the Chosen People. I don’t. I believe we are chosen not because we are better than anyone else, but because history has repeatedly placed upon us some of humanity’s heaviest responsibilities. We are called to rebuild after destruction, choose life after unimaginable loss, and carry hope when hope itself seems impossible. I still have more questions than answers, but I choose trust over despair. I trust Hashem. Better days are coming. And perhaps Jewish happiness was never meant to look like everyone else’s. Perhaps ours is something deeper. Not the absence of struggle, but the presence of God through it. A resilient joy. A sacred joy. #israel #hashem #powerofpositivity #winners #pride
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Colonization is the process by which a state establishes political control over another territory, usually beyond its existing borders, settles its own population there, exploits the land or resources, and governs the local population for the benefit of the colonizing power. Historically, that is what the British, French, Spanish, Portuguese, Dutch, Belgian, and other European empires did across Africa, Asia, the Americas, and Oceania. Now let’s compare that definition to Israel. Israel is a country so small that if you open a world map, you have to zoom, and zoom, and zoom again before you can even read its name. In many maps, the word “Israel” doesn’t even fit inside its own borders. That’s the terrifying “empire” we’re apparently supposed to believe is colonizing the Middle East. Meanwhile, look around it. Fifty-seven Muslim-majority countries stretch across millions of square kilometers, from the Atlantic Ocean to Southeast Asia. Israel occupies a tiny fraction of one percent of that region. If size alone determined who was “colonizing” whom, the argument would be difficult to make with a straight face. Here’s my challenge. Show me one country anywhere on Earth where Israel invaded, conquered it, planted an Israeli flag, declared, “Congratulations, you’re Israel now,” and kept it as an overseas colony. Just one. Not a military operation. Not a peacekeeping mission. Not humanitarian aid. Not disaster relief. Not a temporary deployment. An actual Israeli colony with the blue-and-white flag permanently flying over another nation because Israel decided to build an empire. I’ll wait. Because when people throw around the word “colonizer,” it often sounds less like history and more like a slogan. If we’re going to use historical terms, let’s use them consistently. Otherwise, words stop describing reality and start replacing it. #israel #create #pride #winners #powerofpositivity
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Between the bad news, the terrible news, the horrendous news, the heartbreaking news, and the downright despicable news, I felt the need to pause and share something that heals instead of hurts. Something that reminds us who we are, where we come from, what unites us, and why, despite everything, our spirit has never been broken. The truth is, we could spend every hour of every day sharing nothing but tragedy. There is no shortage of it. Every minute seems to bring another headline capable of stealing our hope. But I refuse to let darkness be the only thing that fills these pages. I want to leave behind little islands of light. Places I can return to when my own heart feels heavy. Places I can send to someone who is hurting, hoping a melody can succeed where words cannot. Yerushalayim Shel Zahav is far more than a song. It is memory. It is longing. It is identity. It is the heartbeat of a people who have carried Jerusalem in their prayers, their tears, and their dreams for thousands of years. Every note feels like coming home. So today, I leave this here for you and for me. May your days be as golden as Jerusalem, as sweet as honey, and may your heart always find its way back to hope. Yerushalayim Shel Zahav. Leshanah haba’ah b’Yerushalayim. #israel #jerusalem #powerofpositivity #pride #create
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