Sunday, July 26, 2020

Alas: A Lament for Tisha B’Av









1.
Alas, the city!

All the good things of a city,
These marvelous people,
And all that push and that pull!
All that music and disputation,
Those meetings and glorious conversations,
And all those show offs and all the crowds that love to watch and listen to them!
All that science and knowledge,
The teaching and that learning,
All this glorious movement of air and breath!

Alas, the city,
Invaded by thugs,
The city cries.
We have lost our hearts.
Blessed Holy Wholeness,
Breathing us in and breathing us out,
We forgot to give thanks.

2. Alas, God’s anger!

God,
However you understand or don’t understand God,
Is under assault.

Yet it is unclear which pains God the most:
The lies, the greed and corruption?
The masks, the kidnapping, the violence?
Or is it a package deal?
But perhaps these are “only”
Sins against people, not sins agains God,
So as to be dealt with during Elul
While we work it out amongst ourselves.

Because we will have our say:
We have
Our lawyers, our judges, our suits,
Our protests, our actions, our votes.
And everyone knows what you’ve done.

But for the sins against the One-ness,
Prepare yourself to be weighed and found wanting.
You revel in how you break our connection to the Whole,
You are appalling!
You attacked our hearts and
You used our fear against us.
These are sins against God,
The ones that break true connection,
And it is known who and what you are.

Alas, Gods anger,
Is fierce
And deserved.

3.
Alas, loneliness!

Detention, Bombing, Torture

Ignorance, Conspiracy, Defunding 

Wailing, Searching, Dying

Alas!
I am so frightened.
I weep and who will hear me?

4. Alas, compassion!

You are willfully foolish.
You are cruel and use hate as a tool.
In your greed and stupidity,
You ignore the degradation of our planet
And the answers of science
And look where it leads us!
Species and forests disappear.
Old people and the poor
Are used and discarded
The hungry are allowed to starve 
The sick are allowed to die.
Racism is celebrated,
Misogyny extolled.
Sexual and gender diversity denied. 
Creatives are shut up,
Education is shut down.  
Where is normal human empathy?
It’s so creepy.

We grieve for the sick and the dead,
We grieve for the murdered and the neglected,
We grieve for all we have lost and will lose.

Alas, compassion! Why do they laugh?
Pray for mercy.

5.​ Alas, memory!

We remember
Those who died by bomb
And those who died by police,
Those who died by gas
And those who died by suffocation,
Those who died by infection
And those who died from neglect.

We remember
Those who were shot in trenches
And those who died without vaccination,
Those who died by starvation,
Those who died with a knee on their neck
And those who died hanging from a tree.
Those who were tortured in detention. 

And because we remember
We can resist our privilege if we have it;
We will resist racism when we see it;
We must resist cruelty and stupidity when they beckon;
We need to resist lethargy and despair when it calls us.

Alas, memory!
The time will come for revenge
And you will be called to answer for your sins. 
We remember and will not let you forget. 
We remember and promise to change
Ourselves and the world,
Returning to our true selves
With
Holy Conversation,
Sacred Disturbance
And Necessary Trouble.

Amen






Five Offerings For Tisha B’Av



I’m so honored to be part of this Tisha B’Av offering of new prayers/poems/readings by Rachel Barenblat, Sonja Keren Pilz, Devon Spier, Evan J. Krame and myself.  Read them all, they’re each very different but all together I think they capture much of the experience of the day this year.  We offer them to be used for personal meditation or for your Tisha B’Av service.  thank you to Rabbi Barenblat for organizing this. Each is written in its own style and evokes Eicha / Lamentations in its own way. These readings are meaningful and powerful and real and I hope they will bring spirit and heart to your Tisha b'Av. There's also a recording by R' Jennifer Singer, and there's a beautiful sketchnote from Steve Silbert, too!

https://yourbayit.org/megillat-covid/

Monday, July 20, 2020

Prayer For When It’s Too Much




Holy Wholeness, 


Well the news is horrible.  
It’s too much pain, too much hate. 
No wonder we’re  angry, 
No wonder we’re bewildered. 
Cruel idiots are ruining the world
And it’s exhausting 
And weird
And we can’t stand it. 
It’s too much. 

If there’s a way to cope, 
I hope we’ll find it.   
If there’s a way to give ourselves a rest, 
I hope we’ll use it.
If there’s a way to not despair,
I hope we’ll feel it.
If there is a way to make things whole again 
We better do it. 
I hope. 

Amen

Saturday, May 30, 2020

A Prayer For Gratitude


Baruch Atah Adonai,
Brucha At Shechinah,
Ruach Ha Olam,
Holy wholeness,

Every Shabbat
I attend services on Zoom
And almost every single time we are asked by the rabbi,
What are you grateful for?
Write it down in the chat room, she says
And a long list rolls out
Of family members
And pets
And clergy
And social justice leaders
And victories
And sour dough bread recipes.

I am also grateful
For the usual stuff
But
Why do I have to write it down?
The thing is
I hate this question.
I really hate this question.
I am annoyed not grateful.
I am annoyed and not grateful on a daily basis,
I am annoyed and not grateful when I wake up in the morning 
and annoyed and not grateful when I go to sleep at night.
I am angry!
Modeh Ani? Hell no.
Bedtime Shma?  I forgive no one!
I am angry
and annoyed 
and disputatious 
and frustrated 
but the people who deserve my anger and resistance 
do not know or care that I exist, 
so I take it out on people who I know mean well
like my rabbi.
Because damn it
George Floyd was murdered 
and Larry Kramer died. 

So, sorry, no gratitude in the chat room today from me.

And?
the things that I am grateful for that you are so curious about,
why do I have to announce them?
You want me to spread my gratitude all around like manure
In this garden of good vibes?
Why?
Does it help everyone else’s gratitude if you know that I’m glad my cat isn’t dead?
And please, don’t tell me yours,
I am neither interested nor moved by your gratitude!
Really.
Except of course I am,
I love you
I love you all,
I like it when people are happy. 
I like it when people share their happiness,
But not on demand
Not in a chat
And not every week.
Not now
Not this week.

I am happy to share my happiness when it occurs. 
When it occurs.
But my gratitude is not for tourists.

The planet is on fire,
Sickness of all kinds surrounds us and
People are being killed by racists and idiots.
Cruelty goes unpunished
And we can’t get away from it.
No distractions work for long.
It feels hopeless.
Solidarity helps
Petitions help
Marches help
Phone calls help
But the grief won’t go away
And the more I deny it
The worse it gets.
I am consumed by fear and despair
So screw gratitude.

Sorry.

There is a parable in the Sefer Ha-Aggadah,*
The Book of Legends,
About a king who had a beautiful orchard
Which, when he had to leave for a year,
He left in the hands of a keeper. 
And when the king returned,
The orchard had been terribly neglected,
Overgrown with thorns and thistles.
He was going to tear the orchard down
But looking down at the thorns
He noticed among them
A rose-colored lily.
And the king said
“Because of this lily, let the entire orchard be spared.”
And the rabbis say,
“Likewise the whole world is spared, for the sake of Torah. “

And if I am grateful,
And if I acknowledge the beauty in my life, what will be spared?
For the sake of my pleasures, will the virus leave the nuring homes?  Will institutional racism disapper?  Will climate change go away? Will the Democrats win?

How does my gratitude change the world??

I’m asking because I really want to know.

Baruch Atah Adonai
Brucha At Shechinah,
Ruach Ha Olam,
Holy wholeness,
thank you for listening.
Amen


Thursday, May 28, 2020

damn

I am angry
and annoyed 
and disputatious 
and frustrated 
but the people who deserve my anger and resistance 
do not know or care that I exist, 
so I take it out on people who I know mean well.
George Floyd was murdered 
and Larry Kramer died yesterday. 
Damn 

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Morning Dreams


And now I’ve started having morning dreams
Where I dream I’m waking up
And my throat hurts
And I get very upset
Because I’m sure I have contracted the virus
And I start calculating
Should I
call the doctor or
go to the hospital
and what about the cat
and why don’t I have a health proxy
But then I wake up
(usually lying in the same position I was in in the dream)
And my throat doesn’t hurt
And I’m fine.

I’m awake
But I’m just as anxious as I was
In the dream
anyway.

Tuesday, March 10, 2020

Washing Your Hands During a Pandemic PDF

During this anxious time, many people and congregations have shared my handwashig blessing from this blogFacebook and/or Ritualwell.  

And, since many shuls, schools and churches are choosing to post this blessing in their bathrooms and sinks,  Ritualwell has created a PDF of the prayer that can be printed and posted.

Ritualwell.org Handwashing PDF



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Tuesday, March 3, 2020

Ladybirds and Judaism


I was interviewed for HIDDEN WINGS AND BLOODLUST,  a podcast hosted by Rachael Horwitz, a lover of ladybugs (ladybirds in England, where Rachael lives). She is interested in all bugs and religion and found my Blessing For The Bugs on opensiddur.org and asked me to come on the show.  I was a little self-conscious at first but warmed up and we had fun. Here it is:


https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/hidden-wings-and-bloodlust/id1476595771#episodeGuid=hiddenwingsandbloodlust.podbean.com%2F6fe52b79-ae8f-5861-94da-6b92f55290f1


Thursday, February 27, 2020

A Blessing For Washing Hands During a Pandemic



As we wash our hands
We pray,
Blessed is the Soul of the Universe,
Breathing us in and breathing us out.
May our breaths continue
And our health and the health of all
Be preserved
In this time of sickness and fear of sickness.
Holy Wholeness,
We take as much responsibility for it as we can
By observing the obligation to wash our hands,
Thoroughly:
For as long as it takes to say this prayer.
Amen