your best

Life is made up of experiences...some good, some not so good, some absolutely beyond imagination....

2010 has provided a great amount of inspiration for ideas, innovations and experiences.

I'm curious: what's been your BEST experiences of 2010? Don't be shy - go ahead and share....inquiring minds want to know!

Happy New Year - wishing you all best for 2011.

Miles, a tribute (April 1991 - December 21, 2010

It was a pretty hot day – somewhere in the mid 80’s. I remember clearly because the air conditioner in car (our trusty 1989 Chevy Spectrum) never worked well, and we were all feeling it on the way home. There they were, in the back, panting. Two little kittens we had just acquired, cute and fuzzy and small enough each to fit in the palm of a hand. The black one – with white nose, muzzle and paws – had already demonstrated his precocious personality. He let out a little yelp that was all attitude. I said “that’s it, his name is Miles” (after my favorite jazz man with attitude). For good measure, we named the other one, female, Ella.

This was May 28, 1991, a day before Deb’s birthday. We had decided, upon moving in together, to get a cat. And now we were going home “as a family.” The kitties, who came to dominate our lives in so many ways, were the first birthday gift I ever bought for my not-yet spouse. Our lives have been enriched in so many ways over the years – making us chuckle every time we think of the original receipt: $5.99 (no tax on livestock).

Miles and Ella were with us through grad school, ordination, and finding our first jobs. They moved with us from Cincinnati to L.I. to Westchester to NJ and then South Bend. The cats were the first to welcome home our children (there’s a great picture of Miles in the borrowed bassinet we set up for Benjamin; the cat slept in it before the baby). How they climbed up and jumped off the walls while playing. Playing ring-toss with the plastic rings from a milk bottle…Miles swatting down a bat (yes, a bat) in the middle of one summer night…Ella rolling around upside down and squawking for attention…their love of raw veggies (!) rather than chicken parts…They were always entertaining, and a source of concern. As any pet lover knows, they became integral parts of the family.

Nothing lasts forever – even beloved pets. Ella died a little more than 5 years ago, just as we were looking to move from NJ. It was difficult, as she suffered from disease, and had been with us 14 years. And yet, the kids were younger, and easily more adaptable to (and perhaps less cognizant of) this change.

We just figured Miles would go on and on. He was never fazed by anything, and remained very healthy even as he aged. He too was affected by kidney problems, which often happens in older cats. However, in the few years since his sister’s demise, treatment had advanced quite a bit. As a matter of fact, the first thing we did to address his condition was feed him chicken soup. No kidding. The vet said “you need to maintain his intake of liquid and protein, so I want you to give him chicken soup.” “Really?” I muttered quizzically. “Yes”, doc said, “you’re Jewish, you get it, give him soup.”

For several months, the addition of chicken soup alone buoyed his strength and slowed the progress of disease. And of course, eventually, we had to engage other treatments and medications, until finally, yesterday, the time had come. Miles was no longer responding to meds, getting progressively weaker. Not wanting him to suffer, or go through any real physical crisis – it was clearly time to let go, say goodbye. Easily the most gut-wrenching decision we’ve ever had to make. Some times doing the right thing still hurts.

So now as a family, we mourn Miles’ loss. I know over time we will only look back with fondness, love and deep appreciation to his role in our lives: nineteen years and eight months of blessing.

Best of 2010 - your choices

2010 is coming to an end. I'd love to know what have been your best experiences of the year:

Favorite book you've read?

Best meal you've had?

Most enjoyable music you've heard?

Coolest day trip/outing you've taken?

Most unexpected fun you've had?

Let me know, and we can share our good times into the New Year ahead...

Safe place

"There is nothing more whole than a broken heart." This statement by Menachem Mendel of Kotzker (the Hasidic master known as the Kotzker Rebbe) expresses a profound understanding of the human condition, and the range of experiences and emotions that go into framing our lives. Often, we are prompted to ignore (or "overcome") life's difficulties - yet they too are part of what make us who we are. Not that we should "like" or "appreciate" the garbage that comes our way; we do have the capacity to embrace and manage the tough stuff we face. This does not make us weaker: rather, acknowledging - and working to manage - our challenges (illness, stress, career, family, whatever they are) allows us more fully to grow toward our potential, and live with meaning. And - we all need some way to address our broken hearts. This past weekend, I was privileged to conduct such a conversation with those attending our Shabbat morning service. Some shared their personal perspectives, looking back on the most challenging episodes they've endured, having come to see that navigating roadblocks along the path of life is part of a sacred journey. The group discussed how - even though our individual circumstances differ - we all share the "same broken-ness." There was a powerful connectedness felt through the room. And afterward, one participant took me aside, saying "thank you for making this a safe place where we can talk about what's really important." One of the most simple, most touching comments I've ever heard. What's your "safe place"? How do you embrace, address and flourish beyond the challenges you face? What helps make your broken heart whole?

It’s December 7 – famously declared by FDR as “a date that will live in infamy.” This morning, surfing various news programs and listening to the radio, I didn’t hear even one mention of this significant anniversary – the attack on Pearl Harbor that plunged the US into World War II. And I recall that a few weeks ago, on November 22, I saw no attention paid to the assassination of JFK – perhaps the most tragic occurrence in modern American political history.
Growing up, it was as if these days were added to the ritual calendar (especially in our house). Both my parents, who were born during the depression, reflected on Pearl Harbor a day that changed the world entirely. As a kid growing up outside Boston (in the land of Kennedy) – the shooting of the president demanded somber respect as well as utter fascination long after it happened. For those who remember these experiences, they became defining moments in their lives. Ask and you’ll be told exactly where they were, what reports they heard, what pictures or film they saw, and the reflections of those who commented in the news, trying to bring meaning to these terrible times. For many, these were epoch-changing episodes. After Pearl Harbor, the US had to become a greater player on the world scene; after JFK’s death, we lost the post-war benign innocence of Camelot. Have we lost our collective memory as well?

In less than a year, we will commemorate the 10^th anniversary of the attacks of 9/11. That day also stands out as one of those transformative times – indelibly etched into the minds of anyone who witnessed, near or far. I wonder if after a few more short years, or in a generation, the powerful impact of that day (and all the events that have followed from it) will be lost among the debris of “other stuff”, and our over-saturation with the chaff that becomes momentarily important. Yes, it’s important to take advantage of today’s media, and our ability to know almost everything about anything. It remains our responsibility to understand that some things – ideas, facts, and parts of our past – are actually more important than others, no matter what, throughout time. Let us not forget.

Wishing you a groovy Hanukkah

It's been a very full week gone by - between Thanksgiving with friends and spending last weekend in Medfield for my 25th HS reunion. Great to see so many people, and especially the chance to spend some time together with certain longest-time friends (Big Dave, MCB, etc.) and dearest ones (Rick & Lauren). Added bonus to see my own brothers after too long.

And now, we welcome Hanukkah. The Festival of Lights begins tonight, and as if on cue, the snow started falling here in Michiana over the last several hours. It's gone from a mild fall to a surly winter in just more than 24 hours.

Anyway - Hanukkah, the minor holiday that we've jazzed up with lights, decorations and gift-giving, is really yet another chance to consider all of those things in life for which we're grateful - the warmth of family and friends, good stuff to eat and enjoy, and the meaningful (and fun) things that occupy our time. As you watch the glow of the Hanukkah candles this season, I hope you have the chance to reflect on all life's goodness.

CHAG URIM SAMEYACH - wishing you a very happy Hanukkah!

And all that jazz...

Shalom, Salaam, even better

Yesterday I had the great privilege to accompany our 8th, 9th, and 10th graders on a visit to the local mosque. Along with a couple of other teachers, these teenagers from Temple were able to engage with Muslim peers and adults from the Islamic Society of Michiana (ISM). Building on the outreach we had begun at Rosh HaShanah/Ramadan (see earlier post), we wanted to provide an opportunity for the young people of our congregations to continue fostering bridges of understanding between our two communities.

Beginning with our "prep" conversation, and evident through our discussions at the mosque, it quickly became clear to members of both groups that we need to explore and celebrate the many common values, ideals, customs and practices that we share. The students discovered their connections from elements of language (such as "Islam" coming from the same root as "Shalom", "mosque" being related to "mishkan", and "Hajj" (the Islamic pilgrimage) being identical with "Chag" (Hebrew for holiday/festival) to our mutual focus on foods as part of religious observance. There was a collective "aha" in the room each time someone mentioned an idea that resonated with everyone else.

As we fisrt went around the room, we all introduced ourselves by name, and for the students, also by their current school and grade level. The responses were similar. Just as when our adults visited previously, there was already a comfort among the youth, as several (of course) attend the same schools, and live in the same neighborhoods. The children went on to express very similar feelings about what it means to be part of a minority, and how it can be challenging and even demoralizing when one's religious culture is misunderstood (or viewed negatively). A beautiful and positive outcome, shared by Jewish and Muslim alike, was the comment that "real friends are sensitive and accepting of your differences." One young lady even noted "now my friends really know me as a person, they think Islam is cool."

This would have been a phenomenal visit at any time; I do feel that because of the world situation, the press, and yes how things have "changed" since 9/11, this was a truly monumental occasion for our small community, and more so for the 50 of us who were present. May this experience also be a gift that keeps on giving.

Sacred is as sacred does

Over the years, a great deal has been written about "meaning", "depth", "impact", and "fulfillment", especially in terms of faith and one's religious experience. Traditionally, established institutions (church, synagogue, and other "affiliation-based" entities, which later hold sway as what we know as modern denominations) maintained somewhat of a monopoly regarding what these ideas meant, and when/how/why the functions that provide them were distributed.
In the last several years, there has been a breakdown of this establishment hegemony over "organized religious life." With the various innovative efforts on today's scene - from "non"-denominational and "post"-denominational congregations to the appearance of "emergent" and "store-front" opportunities, it is no wonder that the traditional churches and denominational movements have been working frantically to "transform" and "reinvent" themselves. Yet this is nothing new. Historically, religion and its apparatus have always evolved to remain relevant, which is the key.
For today's world, which is so interconnected through the ongoing communications revolution, it is crystal clear that "usual" forms of religious affiliation and activity are not singly sufficient (though I argue still necessary because of their potential to provide their range of worship, programming, education and social justice endeavors) to engage people in the most meaningful ways. The goal of religious involvement, remains true: to enhance people's lives through a sense of community that reflects their striving for the Divine. The human condition is one that seeks sacred community - whether within a customary setting (one of the usual "affiliation-based" entities), or (now more prevalent) beyond them. As has been demonstrated, a new generation of seekers is looking for community without congregation.
To me, a sacred community has certain key elements: it provides and fosters loving relationships, in which people feel powerfully and positively connected to one another; it offers experiences to mark our lives with sanctity (like Sabbath and holiday worship, transformative prayer and celebrating the stages of the life-cycle); and it promotes ongoing learning (religious and secular) as a prioritized value. Here's the lasting question for each of us: what are YOU looking for in terms of religious community?

where's the "wow"?

I’ve been considering a thought provided by two colleagues, Terry Bookman and William Kahn. One a rabbi, the other a management professor, together they do congregational consulting. In their compelling publication, called “The House We Build”, they remind us:

Synagogues are places where Jews go to pray, learn, and become part of a religious and spiritual community. But they are more than that. They are also places where we go to feel a deep sense of comfort and familiarity. Many of us find great pleasure in singing the prayers and songs as well as humming the melodies with which we grew up. Holiday festivals stir up deep-seated memories of our childhoods. Rituals offer us a sense of connectedness to generations in our pasts, our own and those of the Jewish people. Even the physical surroundings – the light coming through the stained glass, the feel of the seat cushions, the way the ark opens, the smell of old wood – all these sensory experiences create in us a sense of the way a shul should be.

In such ways, the sights and sounds of a synagogue can be emotionally powerful for us…this experience of deep familiarity is part of what we often find comforting and meaningful about synagogues.

I agree completely. It is the emotional resonance that allows our Jewish experience to be meaningful. When something strikes a chord inside, it makes us feel truly alive. This is not about how we act Jewishly; it is why. The need for emotional fulfillment doesn’t tell us how to seek a spouse or partner, it causes us to socialize. Looking for professional satisfaction doesn’t inform us what coursework to pursue; it pushes us to strive for excellence as we explore. Knowing we can support our neighbor doesn’t give instructions about what to do for a grieving family; it impels us to do so. The obligation to be responsive to the world’s brokenness doesn’t teach us what issues deserve our attention; it inspires us to perform tikkun olam – acts to repair the world. In all these ways, a friend repeats, “it’s what we do!”

Emotional response is what reminds us that we are, according to Jewish teaching, living, breathing agents of divine in this world. When we are overwhelmed by joy, or feel like we’ve been kicked in the gut, that’s when we realize our humanity. Emotions tug at us all the time: we’ve all cried at the end of a sappy movie. We’ve all rooted for an underdog on the ball field. We’ve hollered at the person who cut us off. We’ve marveled at a breathtaking painting or piece of art. When I speak with families around their life-cycle events, I always find myself saying that these profound (though even sometimes fleeting) moments are the times when we are prompted to ask the “big” questions – “how did this happen?” or “why me?” and “what do I do now?” or “how awesome is this?” Many times, the response we find is just “wow!”

What inspires such a sense of awe in your life? Which activities, relationships, experiences and sights? That is, what fires your emotions to say “wow!”?

What's your greatest hope? fear? desire? dream? All good stuff to think about....

November 2nd, 1917

Dear Lord Rothschild,

I have much pleasure in conveying to you, on behalf of His Majesty's Government, the following declaration of sympathy with Jewish Zionist aspirations which has been submitted to, and approved by, the Cabinet.

"His Majesty's Government view with favour the establishment in Palestine of a national home for the Jewish people, and will use their best endeavours to facilitate the achievement of this object, it being clearly understood that nothing shall be done which may prejudice the civil and religious rights of existing non-Jewish communities in Palestine, or the rights and political status enjoyed by Jews in any other country."

I should be grateful if you would bring this declaration to the knowledge of the Zionist Federation.

Yours sincerely,

Arthur James Balfour

This letter, known as the Balfour Declaration – which established Great Britain’s support of for a Jewish homeland in Palestine – paved the way in part for the fulfillment of traditional Zionist hopes and dreams. Without this vital document, and the exertion that led to it (as well as subsequent Jewish maneuvering afterward), the process that led to the founding of the modern state of Israel would have unfolded much differently, if at all.

For modern Jewish history, today, November 2 – the anniversary of the Balfour Declaration – should be much better known. And yet, due to a variety of factors, this remains one of those “important dates in history that goes unnoticed.” I find this phenomenon fascinating.

What other significant historical moments go unnoticed? Share your thoughts, and we can all learn a bit together.

Good gigs

As a rabbi, I get to do a bunch of different “stuff”. Here are some of my favorite recent gigs:

• Serving on OSRUI faculty
• Teaching “text and interpretation in Jewish tradition” at St. Mary’s
• Singing and playing music with our community seniors
• Storytelling (for any audienceJ)
• The Jazz of Jewish Worship at Notre Dame

Just a few…these activities add greater dimension to my life. What are YOUR favorite extra special opportunities? What do you love to do?

Bridges of understanding

Speaking at churches, teaching at Catholic universities, conducting interfaith seminars, represeting progressive ecumenical causes - these are among the many fulfillfing and significant activities that benefit from my attention, personally and professionally, every day. I've come to know that my effort to build understanding across religious and cultural lines is one of the most important pieces of my life currently. To make a positive difference in this world, which as always needs our attention, is a truly inspiring (and often awesome) prospect for any of us.

What have been your most profound experiences of interfaith dialogue? How have you worked to bridge the sacred differences among people? I'd love to know...

TALMUD TORAH K’NEGED KULAM – “The study of Torah encompasses them all”

Throughout Jewish history, our tradition has held that learning (i.e. “study of Torah”) is the greatest virtue – as it leads to the performance of mitzvot (sacred obligation) and therefore includes the entire range of values that Judaism promotes. This is why we celebrate learning throughout the life-cycle with such great joy.

We have an upcoming opportunity in our community to participate with the Jewish people world-wide in such an occasion. Spearheaded by Rabbi Adin Steinsaltz – one of the most prolific and influential Jewish text scholars of our day – Jews the world over have been invited to partake in a Global Day of Jewish Learning, which will be held on Sunday, November 7^th. Rabbi Steinsaltz developed this idea to mark a significant accomplishment – the completion of his translation of the Talmud (the multi-volume work of the ancient rabbis, covering several generations of commentary and discourse, which has been one of the major foundations of Jewish thought and learning for centuries).

Our observance here in South Bend is being sponsored by the Jewish Federation along with the congregations. Our Global Day of Jewish Learning event will be held at Federation beginning at 6:30 p.m. Rabbi Friedland of Sinai Synagogue, Rabbi Nebel of the Midwest Torah Center, and I will be teaching (in a “round-robin” style, as we did for a communal night of learning with the rabbis last year) various aspects of Talmud torah – the study of Talmud text, its customary style of teaching, and how the Talmud fits in the context of Jewish learning. My piece of the program will address the history and development of this vital Jewish resource. I hope you will attend this amazing opportunity to share with our fellow Jews around the world in our love for learning.

Commenting on the upcoming Global Day of Jewish Learning, my colleague and teacher Rabbi Jan Katzew (Director of Life Long Learning for the URJ) writes very sweetly about how awe-inspiring it can be to recognize the vastness of Jewish sacred text. “I was humbled and intimidated,” he admits. And then refers to a lesson he learned from our teacher, Dr. Ben Zion Wacholder (another of the great Talmud teachers of our generation; fortunately for Reform rabbis, he has taught us at HUC-JIR, our seminary, for the past five decades). The teacher related the following story:

A “Talmid Chacham”, a Jewish scholar, once claimed to have gone through more than a hundred “pages” of Talmud and felt proud of the accomplishment until he was asked, “How many pages of Talmud have gone through you?”

For some of us, the Talmud may seem foreign and “traditional” Jewish learning might be unfamiliar. Whether you are well-versed in Jewish texts or a complete novice, our Day of Global Jewish Learning is an opportunity for all of us, no matter what our background, to share in the real joy, uplift and meaningfulness of our heritage. Join me, and together let’s find ways, as taught above, for Talmud Torah to go through us.

Life's a journey

This week’s reading from the Torah includes the origins of the Abrahamic covenant, and the first notion of “promised land” in the Bible: The Lord said to Abram, “Go forth from your native land and from your father’s house to the land that I will show you (emphasis added). I will make of you a great nation, and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you shall be a blessing” (Gen. 12:1-2).

I find it interesting that the goal (that is, the land God will show Abram) is not specified at the outset. Our patriarch agrees to follow God without an explicit goal or endpoint being announced. The covenant begins with open-ended trust. Only subsequently is Canaan mentioned. Though Abram doesn’t initially know his destination, he is willing to begin his journey toward blessing.

WOW! The “promised land” can only be determined in partnership between humanity and the Divine. Humanity has a stake in setting the agenda, and choosing our best destiny. The same goes for each of us as well. Who’s to say where we are “supposed” to be headed? For our lives to be fulfilling, we too must be willing to undertake the journey toward blessing – and figure out how to tweak, edit, and even change course along the way. To me, the real “promised land” is the process itself by which we strive for meaning.

So take time to reflect: where are you going on your life’s path? What risks are you taking to make life meaningful? To make it pleasurable? The old expression rings true: life’s a journey – enjoy the ride!

Who are the people in YOUR neighborhood

Hearing this music, singing these words, I am taken back to watching Sesame Street as a little kid (and maybe as well while riding in the car):

Oh, who are the people in your neighborhood,
In your neighborhood, in your neighborhood.
Say who are the people in your neighborhood--
The people that you meet each day?

Oh, the postman always brings the mail
Through rain or snow or sleet or hail.
I'll work, and work the whole day through
To get your letters safe to you.

Cause a postman is a person in your neighborhood,
In your neighborhood, he's in your neighborhood.
A postman is a person in your neighborhood--
A person that you meet each day.

Oh, a fireman is brave it's said.
His engine is a shiny red.
If there's a fire anywhere about.
Well, I'll be sure to put it out!

Cause a fireman is a person in your neighborhood,
In your neighborhood, he's in your neighborhood.
And a postman is a person in your neighborhood--
Well they're the people that you meet
When you're walking down the street
They're the people that you meet each day!

When “the world was younger” it was sufficient (and useful) to teach children about the postman, fireman, baker – or teacher, rabbi and doctor – the people who made up our surroundings, our “neighborhood,” each day.

And today, the emphasis on connecting with the people in our neighborhood has never been more pronounced. Yet, the ‘hood has expanded, for every one of us. Not merely the corner drug store, the local school, and the nearby playground make up our neighborhood. And, it’s not just the people from the houses around the block. Of course, our real-time interaction with people extends through digital media so that we are becoming one global community.

My neighborhood now both spans geographic distance (love being only a click away from people far and near) as well as bridges the gaps in time (ok, how cool is it to reconnect with old friends and people from long ago?).

So let’s sing again. But first, who are the people in your “digital neighborhood?” As we think about this, it gives greater meaning to the idea “Love your neighbor as yourself.” Potent words way back when – perhaps even more so now.

Howdy neighbor!

wait 'til next year (again)...

Baseball's post-season begins today - and of course my beloved Red Sox are already home on winter vacation (can't wait for spring training :). Yet, with the excitement of the playoffs (at least as forwarded by the various sports commentators in their usual pre-game fashion), it's still a great time to be a baseball fan. OK - I'm not truly concerned with the outcome of the LDS, LCS or World Series (well, I can be counted on to root AGAINST the evil Yankees); I am, however, looking forward to watching the games with Deb and the kids, making some fun baseball-related meals, and enjoying the remainder of the season - and holding on to that common boyhood dream of driving in the winning run in the 7th game of the World Series.

So - what are YOUR favorite playoff memories? And who do you think will win this year? C'mon everybody - play ball!

Think visual

This is one of the coolest pictures I've ever taken. It's from our visit to Saguaro National Park in Tucson this past summer. I love the vibrant colors, the clarity of the butterfly, and the way the photo captures just an instant of nature's beauty. I'm reminded that artistic inspiration (especially for those of us who aren't necessarily artists) comes from every direction.
Feel encouraged to post your favorite photos - so we can share inspiration. I look forward to seeing what you've got!

Turn, turn, turn - turn it up a notch

The festival of Sukkot will begin in a couple of days. The holiday is called "the time of our rejoicing" - z'man simchateynu. There is perhaps no greater joy in life than the satisfaction we get from good, healthy, strong relationships with loved ones - family and friends (for me, this capacity for deep friendship is what makes life meaningful).

Now that we're through the holy days of Rosh HaShanah and Yom Kippur, Sukkot gives us the continued chance to reflect on what's most important in our lives - and especially to consider which relatioships need attention or repair.

I encourage you to take advantage of this opportunity to reach out and make improvements in you relationships with other. I'd love to hear about what steps you're taking in this direction.

L'shana tova...Eid Mubarak

Yesterday, on Rosh HaShanah afternoon, a group of us from Temple made a visit to the local mosque. This year our holiday coincides with the last day of Ramadan, the Islamic holy month centered on fasting, prayer, repentance, and purification. A few weeks ago in a planning meeting, about five of us came up with the idea that we’d like to make outreach to the Muslim community. When I discovered the overlap between our two Holy Days, I also looked up if there are any special customs for the end of Ramadan. As I shared what I found about Iftar (the evening meal that breaks the daily fast during Ramadan) we immediately saw the similarity of eating sweets as a symbol of our hope for goodness in the year ahead. We brainstormed the idea of asking about the idea of Temple members bringing a basket of such goodies to the mosque – we hoped to demonstrate our desire to cultivate a relationship between our congregations.

With the encouragement of the others around the table, I sent a note to the Islamic Society of Michiana, posing our question about a possible visit. I concluded my message: As we look to enter the New Year on the Jewish calendar, with hopes for sweetness and peace, we wish you a season of goodness and blessing. Please accept our best wishes. May this holy season be meaningful. I didn’t really have any idea about what kind of response I’d receive. I got a warm and enthusiastic reply, which included the following: Thank you so much for reaching out to us with your kind wishes. We are very excited and looking forward to the visit of your Temple members. We also want to extend our warm wishes for your Rosh HaShanah. May the New Year be filled with health, happiness, sweet moments, and peace. Needless to say, I was delighted.

Perhaps more than our little discussion group would like to attend? We decided to announce our plans during our Holy Day worship services, opening up the invitation to anyone from Temple who’d like to join us. We arranged to meet at 5:30 in the afternoon to “assemble” our gift baskets, and then caravan to the mosque. I thought it would be great if ten of us came together. Nearly thirty J of us made the outing – a source of genuine pride and satisfaction.

We were welcomed with gracious hospitality – as should always be the case in our human interactions. It was amazing to mix, mingle and share with our Muslim neighbors. And it came as no surprise as we live in a smaller, tight-knit city – that several of us, Jews and Muslims, already knew somebody else: from the neighborhood in which we live, or the local supermarket, seeing one another at the gym, or having sent our children to the same schools. This was a truly uplifting culmination to our celebration of the New Year. What began as a modest outreach effort became something much more. As we continue to strengthen the connection between our Jewish and Muslim communities, I think we have a real chance to create meaningful relationships among the members of both. I look forward to this ongoing opportunity, as we might just make a difference in the world.

Here's wishing you the bluest sky

The New Year, 5771, begins with the arrival of Rosh HaShanah, next Wednesday evening, September 8. It is a time of reflection and renewal – filled with the possibility of new beginnings. As we look back on the year gone by and ahead to the one just beginning, we have the chance to evaluate what we’ve done, where we’ve been, and who we yet hope to be. It is our chance to establish new goals, to articulate bigger dreams and visions, and make resolutions for what we hope to accomplish.

With a week remaining before the Holy Days begin, I encourage you to make time for intentional, chesbon ha-nefesh (thoughtful self-examination) – to guide your preparation to enter the New Year. After you’ve had a chance to consider and imagine – let me know about your New Year’s resolution(s) for 5771.

Wishing you a shanah tovah u’metukah – a happy and sweet New Year!

Last fall's class was such a success - building so many bridges - we're doing it again!

Join us to explore Jewish and Catholic perspectives on teshuvah - atonement/repentance/return.

An enthusiastic discussion and dialogue - with no holds barred! So we can really engage one another, learn from one another, and help each other grow!

RSVP - and be with us as we make this fall another meaningful season!!!

ATONEMENT

Jewish & Catholic Perspectives

A Dialogue of Human Experience

Members of Temple Beth-El, Little Flower Catholic Church, and others will dialogue, sharing our vast theological traditions, and moreover, our human experience of atonement in a seminar-type environment.

What is atonement? What does it mean to live in, fall away from, and return to right relationship with God, others, and oneself?

Rabbi Eric J. Siroka and Jay Freel Landry will co-facilitate the sessions. Monday evening and Tuesday morning sessions will have the same focus.

Monday evening at Temple Beth-El starting September 13, 7:00 - 8:45 p.m. Tuesday morning at Little Flower starting September 14, 9:15 – 11:00 a.m.

There are seven sessions with the last sessions on October 25/26.

There is no particular text being used for this seminar series.

A list of books that address the topic will be available at the first sessions.

You are encouraged to read what interests you.

An RSVP is requested for Temple Beth-El (234-4402) and Little Flower (273-9722) members by Sept. 10, so we know how many are coming to each session – please indicate which session you wish to attend (Monday evening or Tuesday morning).

The wider community is requested to register through Forever Learning (282-1901).

It's that time of year - preparing (as best we can) for the upcoming High Holy Days. Looking forward to the onset of the New Year, so many of us look for direction, inspiration - for this is to be a season of change and renewal.

So late last night, I get an email from Garmin - stating that my GPS has a problem and has been recalled. Send it back immediately for repair - DO NOT use the damaged instrument.

I had to laugh - is there a message in this? Here I am trying to get ready to guide our community through the Days of Awe - looking myself for some guidance and uplift - and I lose the use of my GPS. Kinda funny to think about.

SO - what's your internal GPS? How and where do you find inspiration, guidance, direction? What are the sources of your renewal? And, what are you anticipating in the New Year just ahead?

Just a few more thought here in the middle of Elul.

thinking of Hillel while cleaning the kitchen

"That which is is hateful to you - do not do to your fellow...this is the whole of Torah...the rest is commentary...go and learn."
So taught the great sage Hillel, with words that have echoed through the ages. My question: what is hateful to YOU, that reminds you how NOT to act toward others? And maybe more importantly: what are you doing to keep learning, growing, and becoming a better version of yourself?
Just a couple thoughts while cleaning up the kitchen...

5770: looking back to move ahead

This Hebrew month of Elul, the one leading up to the High Holy Days, is meant as a time of introspection and reflection. Before we can truly be ready to welcome the New Year, we owe ourselves the chance to look back – for good or for bad – on the year that was. Once Rosh HaShanah arrives, we can already have done the real tough, sacred work of examining the highlights and disappointments (and especially who we have been) from the year now gone.

When pushed, it’s somewhat easy to focus on the “stuff” for which we feel obligated to atone: our pettiness and envy, perhaps how we’ve hurt or alienated our loved ones, the missed opportunities, and how we’ve failed ourselves…I believe this tendency is why Jewish tradition declares that “for transgressions between a person and God, the Day of Atonement (itself) atones.” Going through the process of cheshbon ha-nefesh (accounting the soul), and coming to terms with one’s own faults and foibles effects teshuvah – repentance and return.

Yet I also like to remember that this is a time to consider, in appropriate context, the good and uplifting events and experiences, the satisfactions and accomplishments we’ve achieved. We keep these things not so we can gloat over ourselves (wouldn’t that be counter to the whole point of the season?J); rather, that we can continue through these significant holy days, to cultivate a true sense of gratitude for all that we have. More so, giving thanks for the blessings in our lives – and appreciating the goodness we know – helps us foster that sense of meaning that so many of us seek.

Psalm 27 exhorts: “Look to Adonai – may your heart be strong and courageous.” I challenge you to join me in finding our strength. Looking back on 5770, what are the great highs and lows you’ve experienced? How have they helped shape your life? What have you done of significance (great or small)? And mostly, what are the cherished parts of your experience that propel you into the coming New Year?

Bis hundert und zwanzig (at least!)

Deb’s grandma Leah turns 100 (!) in a couple of weeks. This past weekend, we were up in MN with the rest of the family (as well as some relatives from all over the country we didn’t know existed before) to celebrate this amazing milestone. After all the planning, worrying, and anxiety – everything turned out fine (anxiety in our family? What, are you new here?).

I’ve now known Leah for 20 years; we met just as she reached 80. And over this time, I’ve come to know her as a woman who has not merely lived this long – but who has enjoyed and appreciated the many things she’s experienced. She engages you in real conversation about most anything you might think: family and food, movies and music, politics and pop culture. And (unlike some), she’s ALWAYS interested in what others have to say.

For me, though, the most significant thing about grandma is that she has an active, vibrant, and real relationship with my kids, her great-grandchildren. I only knew one of my own grandparents; how cool is it that our 11 year-old son and 9 year-old daughter not only know their great-grandmother (they affectionately call her G.G. Leah J), and can “do stuff” with her too – go out to dinner; play games; tell her about what’s going on in their lives, just as she does for them; even walk around the mall (ok, so even using a walker, grandma’s usually faster than the rest of us, especially getting to a restaurant table!).

A hundred years is certainly nothing to sneeze at; and this 100 is the best thing I’ve ever had the chance to celebrate.

Where YOU matter most

It’s August – a great time to think about what matters most in life. And don’t forget, what matters most is YOU.
For congregations, this time of year is often (seen by some as) “down time” – you know, that hazy period between the end of springtime activities and the frantic gearing up for the Holy Days, return to Religious School and new programming year that comes with fall. Of course this is not true. Any good (healthy) congregational community is *vibrant* throughout the year. And perhaps this is best demonstrates during those times when the calendar doesn’t seem to be so full. A congregation is not defined by its worship schedule or its educational events. Indeed, these are very important. The vitality of a congregation can truly be reflected in its sense of community (admittedly something difficult to measure). How deeply people feel connected…to what extent their involvement and very presence is valued…if they really feel that “I belong”…THESE are the qualities of a great congregation. In other words, it’s where YOU matter most.
No synagogue (or any institution for that matter) is perfect – doing all the best things in all the rights ways, all the time. Yet most strive, day-by-day, to be worthy of your attention and involvement. And this is hard (and rewarding) work. So I encourage you – whether you’ve shied away from congregational life or if you’re a life-long devotee – to be part of the life of the community. Find the right place for prayer and learning, for networking and friendship – your life will be enriched in a place where YOU matter most.
And if you’re nearby, or when you visit, please join me at Temple Beth-El (www.tbe-sb.org) – an imperfect, loving, caring community, which makes every effort to let you know that YOU matter most.

Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere

OK - so I basically come from a liberal background that has fostered my support for a variety of "progressive" causes. As an educated contemporary Reform Jew, I am very much aware that this is a key piece of my identity and activity. To my own surprise, my positions and perspective on issues continues to become increasingly progressive. I find this quite interesting.

Now I have no problem with the idea that there are those who hold differing opinions from mine; as a matter of fact, that is of course what makes life interesting. What baffles me is the level of narrow-minded hatred that often emerges from within the right-wing spectrum (of any issue). As if to say "because YOU hold a different view, I have the right to demean your worth as a human being."

And more recently - at least in my experience - these vitriolic attacks are often propped up by unitelligible (in not outright unintelligent) arguments. Don't get me wrong - I'm not looking to live in a world where everyone agrees with *me*. I would appreciate a greater level of respect and openness in civil discourse - in our society, in our political arena, and in our own communities as well. If we can cultivate an atmosphere in which people truly strive for understanding, while protecting and upholding the inherent dignity of those who with whom we disagree, or find different, or are relegated to being "other", we will go a long way toward fulfilling the obligation for tikkun olam - repairing the ills that face our world

I know this is not a new issue, and I'm certainly aware that there are no quick-fixes to such complex, emotionally charged matters. Yet I maintain the hope that in our own day, we will find ways to make this world better, and not worse, for our having been here.

Any great ideas? PLEASE feel encouraged to share.

Bring it on home

Many of my closest friends and colleagues spend a great deal of their time and energy - throughout the year - in an effort to creat meaningful Jewish experience for our young people. For me, there is no more satisfying opportunity and for youth work than time spent at camp (anyone who knows me is now saying "duh"). With its atmosphere, programming, creative and experimental setting - camp provides the best "laboratory" for the richest of Jewish learning, living and growth. This is true for all who attend and participate, from youngest children to eldest returnees and visitors.

We just came back from two absolutely wonderful weeks at OSRUI (http://www.osrui.org/), and again I am so very thrilled to have had the chance to be part of the faculty - a group of talented, dedicated rabbis, educators and cantors who are inspired in their work to build kehillah (community), to express ruach (spirit) and foster kedoshah (holiness) by drawing deeply and practically on the treasures of our tradition - applying them in meaningful ways that connect with (and stay with) the campers, staff and others who make up camp.

The lasting questions that I have is: how do we maintain the sense of active, engaging spirit that saturates the camp environment? How do those who "go away" for 2, 4, or 8 weeks keep that level of positive energetic Judaism in their daily lives? And more so (perhaps the real kicker) how do we share the wealth - and inject even some of camp's power and potential into our "home" communities and congregations? This has been my personal mission for 30 years - and I revel in this continuing challenge.

How do you sustain the best of your experiences? That is, how do you bring it on home?

Loving camp, again and again

Here we are, in the middle of our first week at camp - always one of best times of the year. Serving on faculty at OSRUI is a treat - to continue enjoying one of the real favorites of my life - Jewish summer camping. I loved camp as a kid...and now as an adult I can both share that joy with today's campers and staff - and also rely on them to rekindle and strengthen my own delight in being here: living as one community, sharing meals, learning and playing together, and creating life-long bonds that in many ways help shape and define who we are. The list, the memories, the fun and meaningful stories could go on and on...
I hope you'll share how camp has influenced your life - whether in your choice of career, finding your passions, and especially the people who've been added to your world. I'd love to hear.

From fasting to Fast Times

According to the Hebrew calendar, today is 17 Tamuz 5770 - the date commemorating the breach of Jerusalem's walls three weeks prior to the destruction of the city on Tisha B'av (9 Av). Since the year 70 c.e. (and especially until the Shoah), this was the saddest event in Jewish history, marking the dispersion of the people from their homeland in Israel. Traditionally, this minor holiday has been a fast day, beginning the three week period of mourning leading up to the anniversary of Jerusalem's downfall. It would be observed by fasting and reciting passages lamenting the siege and fall of the city. There are also those who hold that this was the day that Moses broke the original set of tablets.

I look at today very differently, especially this year. On the secular calendar, it is June 29, 2010, twenty years to the day since I met Debra - making this the anniversary of the most significant day in my life. With two decades gone by (!) I can reflect and understand that my life was not only changed in meeting her - but also the journey of continued progress, challenge and blessing was begun then too. Like most of us, I don't express my appreciation enough (or always in the right way :) - yet this is clear - I am so much better for having met Deb, getting married, creating a family, and sharing the ups and downs of career, hobbies, fun and life with her. And, like most of us, I'm still working at becoming the best partner that I can be, and that she deserves. I am truly fortunate for the chance to keep at it.

So what's been most significant day(s) in your life - and how has it changed you?

On the road again...

We head back to SB from AZ tomorrow. This has been another "vacation to remember" (pics to follow). Once again exploring the desert SW from home base in Anthem, AZ - we've enjoyed Sedona, Taliesin West, the Saguaro National Park (Tucson), the zoo, museums, water parks, great food, glorious sunshine, and even a hot night with Smokin' Joe Kubek and Bnois King. V loved the zoo and Taliesin, Ben enjoyed the Dbacks-Yankees game, Deb and I treated ourselves to a great meal at Barrio Cafe (among all the other stuff). And I'm realizing, each getaway we plan and take, that they're each great trips, adding to the wonderful experiences we create together. I'm already looking forward to figuring out what family outing will come next - whether a jaunt to nearby Chicago, or a road trip cross country to someplace we've never been. This is what life's about.
So now, share YOUR favorite vacation experience or memory - we can add to each other's virtual photo album.
N'siya tova - wishing you safe a successful travels, wherever the road takes you...

Your own deserted island

We're spending time in the desert southwest, at the oasis in Anthem, AZ provided by Deb's parents. A terrific getaway, with always so much to do and enjoy - and always the advantage of temps in the 100's. While among the cacti and lizards, there's also the great chance to daydream about life (some gurus call this the fulfillment of our human need for periodic refreshment; Jewish tradition reminds us of this idea every week with the concept of Shabbat). So I've been thinking about the old radio DJ question "what three things would you need on a deserted island?" (yes, vacation mode has finally seeped in). OK - they'd usually ask "what three songs", but with an iPod, it seems frivolous.
So for fun - if YOU were stranded on an island, or stuck somewhere remote, or even just off on your own by choice - what three items would you find indispensable? Play along, and have some fun.

The future of Reform?

Toward the end of my rabbinical school years at Hebrew Union College-Jewish Institute of Religion (HUC-JIR), Dr. Michael Meyer (our eminent professor of history and my thesis adviser) engaged our class in a conversation about the coming "interregnum in the Reform movement." At that time, we knew of the coming retirement of the leaders of the three major branches of the movement: Alexander Schindler from his post as president of the Union of American Hebrew Congregations (now URJ); Fred Gottschalk of HUC-JIR; and Joe Glaser of the Central Conference of American Rabbis (CCAR). Meyer pointed out that this represented a true generational transition of historic proportions (a nearly direct quote), as each of these men were American Reform Rabbis who were born prior to the Shoah. Two (Schindler and Gottschalk) came to the U.S. from Europe. The third, Glaser, was a decorated G.I. who was twice wounded while serving in Europe during the war. Personally and professionally, they witnessed (and were part of) perhaps the greatest time of transformation of the world, and especially of the Jewish community. Their experiences certainly shaped their world-view, and how their significant leadership was crafted.

Dr. Meyer left us with an open-ended question: how will the next generation take shape?

I think again of this notion for two related reasons: this coming July 17th will be somewhat of an "anniversary" for the movement. It was on this date that Israel Jacobson "organized the first Reform temple" in Seesen, Germany (and yes, this is fascinating to those of us who maintain a Rainman-like interest in Reform history). Perhaps a more important related item just emerged today: at the URJ North American Board meeting, currently being held in Brooklyn, Rabbi Eric Yoffie, who has served as Union president for 14 years (as Schindler's successor) announced that he will retire in 2012. He has outlined a bold continuing agenda for the remainder of his term.

These years have been marked by great changes and triumphs in the movement - the URJ, HUC-JIR and CCAR have each experienced leadership transitions and turnover; have endured economic challenges (if not crises); and have faced (along with the rest of the Jewish world) a growing demographic changeover that has disturbed the previous century's status quo.

The next Union president (and leadership team, of course) will undoubtedly have new issues to face - incorporating the latest in organizational methods along with the strength of Jewish tradition. Just yesterday, I wrote about how we cannot afford to evaluate ourselves based on our previous accomplishments; rather, we must ever strive to create new visions even as we re-imagine old ones.

So now I ask - what does the future hold for the Reform movement, and for progressive Judaism? What would you envision? Please share, as the future is in our hands, right now...

Fifteen years and the future is all ours

Today is the 15^th (!) anniversary of ordination. I was just looking at our class picture (and it’s nice that I’m in touch with nearly everyone in it, to some degree or another) and my s’micha (rabbinical diploma). It’s true that time flies. Or, as my classmate Marc said “has it been that long? It only seems like forever!J” And yes, in some ways it feels like a very long time, and in others, like just the blink of an eye. Of course, I’m prompted to think about what’s happened over these years: having two kids, moving four times, taking on new professional positions, being in and out of touch with friends and family…as well as thinking of the accomplishments I’ve achieved: being involved with hundreds of b’nei mitzvah, funerals, weddings, baby namings, seasons of holy days and religious school (and of course the countless things I wish I’d done, didn’t quite to well, or never got around to…).

On this occasion, even looking back on fifteen (generally very satisfying) years in the rabbinate, I’m pushing myself instead to look forward: as of now, what are my hopes, dreams and visions for tomorrow? Why do I yet want to do, to realize, to become? I think it becomes more challenging to visualize such ambitions as we get further along the path. That’s why it seems so valuable to take time and expend the energy in revitalizing our capacity to imagine possibilities. I kick myself in these moments when I realize that I’ve allowed this childlike sense of wonder and play be masked by the regular “stuff” of life, allowing such hopes and plans to grow dim (I think I’ve just set a new priority for myself for the coming weeks – to really get in touch with my own long-term aspirations).

So share – not the great results that have brought you to this day – rather, what are YOUR goals…or hopes…or dreams…let your imagination go wild…who knows what triumphs we might yet achieve.