Yom Kippur
Yom Kippur service packed with
People for a day of Atonement. And
Fall's cleansing from Roma-Gregorian October
introspection.
I hold my head down.
A collection of tears pool on my blue jeans.
I wear a black shirt and a white
jacket and am half heathen and
half pure and I'm not sure....
Look inward and ask for forgiveness, for wrong doings. Wear white for purity and rebirth.
Rabbi Seth with a poem from Maya Angelou and he starts the connection of historical considerations
My tears' source?
Why out of hundreds of people,
I see no one with sad eyes?
A sermon... brilliant enough to be a
PHD's finale. And yet maybe my self indulgence Keeps me from seeing it around me more clearly?
Empowering us with mantra:
"Response to fear is to interfere!"
An obligation of Jewish people:
the protest, the protection, the pay attention to
the those of less fortune.
Disobediently, I signed a contract saying I'd do the opposite in a media relations job I quit!
On Talmud's teachings Rabbis reside only in towns where charitable services arise...
I sob when he says we must repair the world.
I feel so small in relation to solving our world's woes.
Rabbi says, "Don't be satisfied with people being hungry." In the Talmud, people are punished for the transgressions of our entire world...our hunger, our hurt, our pain.
And a driving force to
Disempower the world. The
larger inequality... the shaping of
darker, deeper divisions... Social
injustice!
Rabbi says: "The gates are closing".
Can I push my way to the front?
Can I be one of the last to squeeze through?
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