How I Would Paint Happiness Lisel Mueller Something sudden, a windfall, a meteor shower. No -- a flowering tree releasing all its blossoms at once, and the one standing beneath it unexpectedly robed in bloom, transformed into a stranger too beautiful to touch from "Imaginary Paintings"
Prayer is meaningless unless it is subversive, unless it seeks to overthrow and to ruin the pyramids of callousness, hatred, opportunism, falsehoods. The liturgical movement must become a revolutionary movement, seeking to overthrow the forces that continue to destroy the promise, the hope, the vision. Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel, 1970
On Saturday December 9th we gathered to pray for Jerusalem, for all of her peoples and in all of her contradictions. Read our liturgy.
Our Saturday, December 9th service will be shared with Tikkun Olam Chavurah, and we'll be meeting at Rabbi Linda Holtzman's house, 635 Westview in Mt. Airy. While we had planned on having a service about dreams, this week's news has made another topic much more urgent - Jerusalem. Ancient, complex, storied, layered, and a powder … Continue reading Our December 2017 Service
Our litury and torah study text are online! We celebrated Shemini Atzeret, the water drawing/pouring ceremony and throughout the service explored the story of Bereshit, where sky was made to separate the waters above from the waters below before Elohim named sky Shamayim. In our torah study, we looked at these verses and at its … Continue reading Our October 2017 service
Patriotism Ellie Schoenfeld My country is this dirt that gathers under my fingernails when I am in the garden. The quiet bacteria and fungi, all the little insects and bugs are my compatriots. They are idealistic, always working together for the common good. I kneel on the earth and pledge my allegiance to all the … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 07/07/2017 – and pledge my allegiance to all the dirt of the world
Reverence Julie Cadwallader-Staub The air vibrated with the sound of cicadas on those hot Missouri nights after sundown when the grown-ups gathered on the wide back lawn, sank into their slung-back canvas chairs tall glasses of iced tea beading in the heat and we sisters chased fireflies reaching for them in the dark admiring their … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 07/06/2017 – that same utter certainty of the goodness of life
Raspberries Judith McDaniel Others ripen slowly into darkness; You hide beneath a leaf and come in swift and fragrant redness.
Today Mary Oliver Today I'm flying low and I'm not saying a word. I'm letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must, the bees in the garden rumbling a little, the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten. And so forth. But I'm taking the day off. Quiet as a … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 06/16/2017 – one of the doors into the temple