Words of the Spirit - WE MEET AGAIN!
When we gather this Sunday evening for the eve of Rosh Hashanah and then again in the morning, we’ll be bringing more than our excitement about being together and sharing apples and honey for a sweet year. We are also bringing – at least I know that I am – a prevailing two and a half-year sense of dislocation, in all the ways it has manifested in our lives.
For some in our community, that dislocation is tinged with sadness at the regret over not being able to celebrate a teen’s rite of passage in the hoped-for fashion. For others, it’s the still-felt impact of isolation endured, opportunities lost, and deeper losses. For some, there is a sense of relief at having weathered the challenges in safety.
What a way to prepare to usher in the new year! I should instead recall a sage message from the late monarch of our realm, who offered these words in a broadcast during the pandemic:
We will be with our friends again.
We will be with our family again.
We will meet again.
She was right! Here we stand on the threshold of the new year, and most of our gatherings will be accessible by multiple means, enabling us to indeed meet again.
Yet, again, we confront the question of change, made so present by our very greeting for the season. SHANA – the word for year, is also the word for change. Will our SHANA be TOVA – good? What has changed, what should change, for the good? What changes can we initiate through our personal teshuvah, and what repair remains to manifest in wider realms?
Here is another way to frame these questions, offered this week from the Reconstructionist Rabbinical College, where I have the delightful opportunity this year to be teaching again. I Zoom-attended their first community Limmud, or study session, of the semester and heard from six rabbinical students about their summer or year of study in Israel/Palestine. Their experiences, and the reflections that followed, gave me a great sense of pride as well as hope. It even dislocated my dislocation a little bit, reminding me that I – and we – are part of an extended community wrestling with tough, existential issues with grace and respect.
To cap the Limmud session, those in the building were invited to continue the conversations over pizza with a focus on Rosh Hashanah, and to engage with folks they might know less well. So I bring their questions to our imminent gatherings, and invite you, as you meet and greet friends both old and new, to ask each other these questions, or to consider them yourselves:
What is something sweet in your life right now?
What is something you are cultivating that is new for you in 5783?
What is something you’re leaving behind from 5782?
In this new year of meeting again, I wish you all health, sweet connections, and a bounty of new or renewed opportunities. May you be written and sealed in the life-affirming and ongoing story of your life - shana tova tikateyvu vetekateymu!
Rabbi Liz