Sunday, October 16, 2016
The following poem is sometimes included in the memorial service on Yom Kippur. I think it speaks to anyone who has lost a loved one:
In the rising of the sun and in its going down, we remember them.
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them.
In the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them.
In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer, we remember them.
In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them.
In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them.
When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them.
When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember them.
So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.
Posted by thelmaz at 11:46 AM
Sunday, October 9, 2016
At sunset last Sunday Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, began. This Tuesday evening Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement, begins. Unlike the secular New Year in January with parties and balloons, the Jewish New Year is a time of reunion, reflection, repentance and remembrance.
Families reunite to celebrate the coming year, always sharing apples and honey to symbolize a sweet year. I always spend one of the High Holidays with my sister and her family in Atlanta and this year it was the New Year. This will be an important milestone year in her family when three of her grandchildren celebrate their Bar Mitzvahs, their entry into adulthood with their first time to read from the Torah. My sister's family belongs to a small congregation in suburban Atlanta. During the Rosh Hashanah service, the ram's horn, the Shofar, is blown. With a sound like no other, it calls us together as a people. This year a dozen or so young men stood before the congregation and blew their Shofars all together. It was a lovely service.
Reflection is part of the change of years, of seasons. Who am I? What is my goal, my purpose? What can I do in the coming year to be a better, more ethical, more generous person? Even though we look forward to the next 365 days, there is something about autumn that invites reflection. The falling leaves and the shorter days remind us that life is fleeting and that each of us should live the best life we can.
Repentance is the theme of Yom Kippur, the day in which we communally confess our sins and ask forgiveness, not just from God but from people we have offended, hurt or overlooked during the past 12 months. Hardest of all, I think, is to forgive ourselves, but we should try.
Remembrance is another Yom Kippur theme. During the holidays we recall those who are no longer with us and, we have a special service called Yizkor to remember loved ones who were part of our lives. This week's quote will be my favorite Remembrance poem.
Posted by thelmaz at 3:35 PM
Sunday, September 18, 2016
camps for Japanese on the West Coast but I'd never heard of the family camp at Crystal City, a small town south of San Antonio, where Japanese, German and Italian families were kept behind barbed wire for years. Most of the children there were born in America. The stories of these families were fascinating and heartbreaking. A must read.
A private plane crashes this novel tells what happened before. What...or who really caused the plane to crash? A late season beach read.
Posted by thelmaz at 1:48 PM
Wednesday, September 7, 2016
Monday, September 5, 2016
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