Saturday, February 22, 2014

A Shabbat Amidah Kavannah


I speak praise, hope and thanks.
I open my mouth, I open my heart.
I feel the Ancient Prayer:
Bless our inventive ancestors
Who have given us the
Jealous God of the Torah;
And the clever God of the Talmud;
And the Kingly God of our Siddur.
To this God we pray.
Bless our inventive ancestors
Who have given us the
The Unknowable God of the mystics;
And the rational God of the philosophers;
The haimish God of our grandparents.
To this God we pray
Bless our inventive ancestors
Who have given us the
The Daddy God of our childhood faith; 
And the nonexistent God of our young skepticism;
And now the complicated doubt-filled God-ness of our adult searching.
To this God, we pray.
Bless our inventive ancestors
Who have given us
God, the Everything;
God, the Everywhere;

God, the One-ness.
To this God, we pray.
With all our histories and memories, 
And with gratitude to all who came before us, 
Praising God, 
However we approach God
And even if we don’t,  
We pray.

What is God's Power?
Rambam says, 
If you can’t imagine God then you don’t exist.
There is nothing that is not God.
Bless Elohim, the Creator; the Created, Creating.

Sanctify God's Name:
How can a name be holy?
Why exalt a name?  
how do we name the Un-nameable?
And yet we’ve come up with so many, because we’re human and we need names.
It has made us so creative. 

Let us look from side to side, to see all these possibilities,
Perhaps then we will be able to comprehend
That which cannot be comprehended.
Or not.
All division is false, 

All superiority is delusion, 

All separation is temporary. 
Kadosh Kadosh Kadosh
We are blessed with many minds with which to imagine God
And many mouths to describe what we see.
Let us step into holiness.
Kadosh Baruch Hu, Blessed be the ONE-ness,

The Day is Holy
The world is filled with the Divine, we are surrounded!
Hear us, know us.
Love us, enjoy us.
Remember us, rouse us.
Forgive us, inspire us.
It is written:
The Seventh Day is holy
It is the day of the Great Rest.
Bless the Profundity of Shabbat, commanding us to take a nice afternoon nap.

We give service.
God of our strengths and our weaknesses,
God of our current understanding and our lack thereof,
We are in this glorious and troubled place
And we take responsibility for how it turns out.
And we are watchful for our opportunities to serve and build.
We’re listening. 
And who or what listens to us?


Blessed Fierce Mystery,  hear our voices.

We are so thankful. 
We give thanks for whatever love and kindness we have received
And even more for the love and kindness we have given.
We give thanks  for those who have forgiven us
And to those who have asked us for our forgiveness.
We give thanks  for the deep rest of Shabbat
And the exciting hope for the coming week
May we never take this for granted.
Blessed  HaMakom,  this place is so amazing.

We pray for Peace and Wholeness.
Let us make peace.
There is no other option.
Adonai Echad, with compassion for all who are in pain or who cause pain, bless us with the peace of wholeness that we may lead decent and ethical and happy lives and help others to do the same.

Open my heart:
Existing.
Creating.
Uniting.
Giving.
Learning.
Forgiving.
Building.
Thanking.
Enjoying.
May the words of my mouth and the thoughts of my heart be joyful truth.  
May the good things I pray for happen and, if not, 
May I never forget to hope.  

AMEN

Sunday, February 2, 2014

A Yizkor Kavannah For The Ambivalent



Bless Yah, Ruach Ha Olam,
Breathing us in and breathing us out.
Each loss breaks a pattern.
We pray and remember.


God of our immigrant grandparents,

God of our wandering children,
God of the community, 
God who is each person's, alone,
God who knew our parents, 
God who knows our deaths.
We pray and remember.

Daddy God of our childhood faith,
Nonexistent God of our young skepticism,                             
Complicated God-ness of our adult searching,
Unknowable God of the mystics,
Rational God of the philosophers,
Soothing God of our old age,
Listening God of our last words,
We pray and remember.

Bless Yah, Ruach Ha Olam,
Breathing us in and breathing us out.
Imagining us,
Comforting us,
Singing us,
We pray and remember.


We remember them:
Our Teachers and Leaders,
Our Artists and Entertainers,
Our Enemies and Rivals,
Our Friends and Companions,
Our Aunts and Uncles and Cousins,
Our Husbands and Wives and Partners,
Our Children and Siblings,
Our Parents and Grandparents.

Each loss breaks a pattern,
Whether good or bad.
How can we ever forgive them for leaving us?

We remember them
Because they gave us to ourselves,
Whether we liked it or not.

We remember them
Because we loved each other,
Except when we didn’t.


And we remember
Because, well,
That is our job.

Every loss breaks a pattern,
Whether good or bad.
How can we ever forgive them for knowing us so well?


We pray
And we give thanks for the ancient traditions, 
Telling the story even when we can’t. 

We pray and place ourselves in front of the fear,
We place ourselves in front of the anger,
We place ourselves in front of the grief,

We pray and we hope for delight in the memories
And music when there cannot be joy
And repair when the patterns break.


Bless Yah, breathing in,
Praying with us because we are alone.
Bless Yah, breathing out,
Remembering us when we cannot.

Amen