The weekend of May 17th was one of the most humbling, beautiful weekends I have ever had. It began with Shabbat worship and our confirmation service where one confirmand put on his great-grandfather’s tallit for the first time and also celebrated becoming a bar mitzvah–a day he had been waiting for for several years. On Saturday we had another insightful Torah study session and then celebrated the Bat Mitzvah of a beautiful girl who, while mostly non-verbal sang, danced, held hands with us on the bima, carried our small Torah in the Hakafah, waved at her family beaming with joy in the congregation and with our Kid’s choir, led us in worship and celebration. So Awesome to experience so much Light and Torah in the sanctuary. And today, with Cantor Cheryl Wunch,Rabbi Richard Prass and Steven H Chaitman we said our L’hitraot–until next year! to our Gan-6th grade students. When we were all together, I told a story about how we bring the synagogue with us where ever we go–and our Beth Am students got it–they shared that we will carry Torah, community, kindness, goodness and mitzvot with us to our new Beth Am home. One boy even said that our new home will have dust just like we have now! I am overwhelmed at the beauty of these experiences. So much Gratitude for our teachers, madrichim (teacher assistants), our families, Beth Am members, staff and all who support us!
Going into Shabbat
Going into Shabbat I am thinking about the many different ways we define ‘power’. For all those without electrical power, may it be restored quickly and allow us to return to our daily routine we sometimes take for granted. And for all of us, may the power contained within us, continue to surface and grow in courage. Here’s to the splendor, light and strength that remains deep within us all. Shabbat Shalom!
Elul–To Return
Shavua Tov and Hodesh tov! a new week and the Hebrew month of Elul began today. During Elul we focus on returning… returning to the one whom we are meant to be and returning to the Holy One. I am however also noting that i have several bags of clothes, toys etc to return to Target. I will feel so good to get that off my to-do list! Ah, returning is good–any way I look at it!!
A Chance To Be Themselves
The school year is rough for so many of our kids and the level of stress and pressure to succeed that so many of them feel is almost unimaginable. Camp is a place to recharge, to unplug and to get back to the core values of seeing the holiness within us and all around us.
Change is Never Easy: Opening Remarks at a Congregational Meeting
- For the first time in 3 years we have had single K, 1st and 2nd grade classes and not double grade classrooms.
- For three years in a row, between 20-35 children enroll in our school. This number is consistent with other congregations in the Northwest suburbs.
- Based on sponsorship and early ticket sales, this year’s Cantor’s Concert is expected to exceed last year’s financial profit.
- Our Purim Ball was successful both in turn-out and funds raised.
- Still, despite our building on the market, in the last two weeks, six families have inquired about membership and membership season has not yet officially begun.
Arab Market, Yoga and Tel Aviv!
This morning Rev. Gramely and I went the Arab Market, walked into one of the shops, saw goods that we wanted to purchase and began the bartering process. As soon as I asked “Kamah Zeh?” ‘How much is this?” I noticed that this shop was different. It felt different–less pressure, the shop keepers were more knowledgeable and easy going. We began talking–it turns out the Omar, the store owner went to UIC–where I did my undergraduate work and is a Jeweler and his brother Yosef, who also is a Jeweler and in the family business, lived in Naperville for a few years. We shook hands. Omar asked Yosef, to show me “the well.” We walked through the large store and Yosef flipped on a light switch, I looked down on the floor and there, I saw a laminate cover over an ancient well, clearly from antiquity, was illuminated. Unreal. I learned from the brothers that they had been born in Jerusalem and their family just celebrated 384 years on the same property. They should us pictures of his relatives and the home that has belonged to his family for generations. Eventually, we spoke about our respective time at UIC and after a while, I shared with him that as a student, a Palestinian friend and I organized a student group on campus called PEACE–People Encouraging Acceptance Through Communication and Education. Jews and Muslims came together for dialogue, programs and activities. Actually, Peter Yarrow, of Peter, Paul and Mary gave us the seed money for the group! Anyway, we talked some more and discovered that we share a favorite Persian restaurant (Rezas) and a fondness for Greek town. Finally, I purchased a small piece of Jewelry and as we shook hands and said good-bye I realized my interfaith study/tour of the Holy Land had already begun.
From the Shuk (Arab Market) I walked to meet one of my yoga teachers, who lives in Jerusalem, for lunch. Diane is one of the best teachers of Torah I have ever encountered and the Torah we shared over Moroccan vegetable soup and whole grain bread was brilliant and beautiful. One of the teachings she offered to me seems so obvious, but I had not heard it before and was happy for the teaching. She told me that in Hebrew the word Yehudah (Jew) is spelled with the same 4 letters that spell Adonai + 1 more letter–a daled. Daled in hebrew is often the letter that symbolizes humility. Diane thus offered a reflection on how the Hebrew word Yehudah (Jew/Jewish) contains both the idea that there is strength in Faith, and we must also be humble and remember from whence we came etc.
After our time together, I walked back to the hotel and met up with Rev. Gramely to begin the ride to Tel Aviv. Our official program begins in an hour. It is cold, dark and rainy–thunderstorms and all. Jerusalem and all of Israel need the rain, yet i am cold and miss seeing the sun over the Mediterranean. I am thrilled that Nathan reminded me to bring an umbrella to Israel. Yes, before I left, N spoke to me in Hebrew saying, “It is winter in Israel. There is rain in the winter. Bring an umbrella.” Let’s hear it for our tuition dollars at work!!
With Love.
It was a beautiful morning to visit the Kotel (Western Wall). I stayed for a while and enjoyed being alone with my thoughts and prayers while surrounded with others who were also alone expressing words from the heart.
After the Kotel, Rev. Gramely I wandered around the Old City, we went to the Burnt House Museum which is basically a 20 minute movie about a Priest-family who lived during the days of the destruction of the 2nd Temple in Jerusalem. The multi-media presentation is housed within the ancient ruins of the 2nd Temple. We then went to the Arab Market, and I bought tee-shirts for the kids and had a bite to eat. After, I walked downtown for a while–and saw the new train in Jerusalem! WoW! When we were here 6 months ago we watched this train go back and forth as practice runs without passengers and now finally–there are people riding the train! Fun to see. A modern Israeli miracle. Of course the real miracle is how it manages to avoid all the people who cross the street right in front of it! I walked back to the hotel around sunset and took in the view.. along with the pollution, noise and traffic… Ah, the beauty of it all. While walking back, I reflected back on my morning prayers and remembered David Zeller’s beautiful prayer-song, “I am alive.” A perfect song for how i felt today. In the clip below, Reb David Zeller (T’L) sings Ha’Lo Chai Ani (I am Alive) at 24:27 but a minute or so before he teaches about the song and… the whole video is wonderful!
http://vimeo.com/1176214 Rabbi David Zeller:
Reverend Margaret Gramely and me at the Western Wall.
Day One: Jerusalem
Day One: Jerusalem
After a fairly exhausting travel day–nearly 18 hours–I arrived with Rev. Margaret Gramely, at Ben Gurion airport last night and a few hours later (!) we finally made it to the hotel. It is a bright and sunny Tuesday morning in Jerusalem and I am looking forward to walking to the Old City and going to the Western Wall in few minutes. The Wall is my first stop on this visit because I want to return to the spot where only 6 months ago I was blessed to see my children look up in awe and amazement at the holy sight. It was so great to see them so excited about being at the Wall. They knew they were standing on holy ground.
I want to return to the Wall first thing because it there where I felt God’s presence rest between Kyle and Nathan as I watched them speaking and praying together.
Also, 6 months ago I was at the Wall with members of my congregational family, Beth Am and we prayed, sang and shared together as we welcomed in Shabbat and it was a beautiful time for all of us.
Today I am with out my family by my side, and with out my congregation and I miss both. I want to get to the Wall first thing because I will use this time of quiet and solitude to say thank You. Thank You for all that is mine. The blessings include both the great moments and the challenging ones and I want to reflect on it all. The western wall is of course part of sacred Jewish history and it also holds with it the words and prayers of my children and extended family. I will return there today to continue the prayer-conversation that has existed for millennia, to return to the conversation that I began 6 months ago.
I’ll keep you posted.
Thoughts after a Funeral
I am sitting in the Subaru auto-service waiting area. I came in for a quick oil change and was told I need new front and rear breaks. I’m glad I brought work to do. Needed new breaks seems like a great metaphor right now. I definitely need to slow down and come to a complete stop with ease… and take a break from doing, working, going all the time! I bet a lot of us do.
Recently, a friend asked if I ever got an entire day to just hang out by myself and do whatever I want. Wow. Can’t remember when the last time that happened. How would I spend my time?
Yesterday I officiated at the funeral of a beautiful 54 year old woman who was a beloved daughter, wife and mom of two. There were close to 1000 people at her funeral because she had a heart large enough to hold them all. We never really know who we reach with our love or who has been touched by a deed, word or good thought we send. For some of us, living a life that offers unconditional love and acceptance, sweet hugs and acts of kindness comes naturally. For others, it takes a concentrated effort to live life in this manner. Either way, when we do live with the intention to live a meaningful life of good deeds, acceptance and love, the world has got to be a better place. Just has to be. And we are better for it.
We are now into the 10 Days of Awe–the days between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur devoted to ongoing reflection and repentance. I reflect today on how I can be more open and accepting of others and myself. I am inspired by the strong women who have come before me. Women who, despite encountering (daily) pain and challenges, model what it means to live with a loving heart and a compassionate soul.
For those who have paved the way… I am grateful.





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