High Holy Days Writings

Andrew Ramer hosted another gathering at CSZ to listen to words and look at images of the journey towards forgiveness, and then write our own words or draw our own images. We had three writing periods, and much of what I wrote was whining about my own mishegoss about being lazy.

Here are a few bits that seemed to be worth sharing.

I am often struck by the line in our machsor that says we have sinned against God "as long as we cannot be hopeful." It takes hope to imagine that I can change for the better. It takes hope to even recognize the glints of good that I currently have. It takes an act of hope to remember the unity of God and humanity and to remember that I am a part of humanity.
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So how do I kindly and gently, and with curiosity and humor, recognize all the recalcitrant parts of myself, and persuade us that we're all on the same team? That we'll accomplish more and be happier if we achieve consensus and act mindfully much of the time? Perfection is neither possible nor desirable, but some improvement and awareness are both possible and good.

I'd like to have compassion for myself when I get stuck in an unskillful place, and recognize that it is only where I happen to be right now, and that I can be in a totally different place a breath and a smile from now.

Hope can return when I use the tools that I know work - journaling, mneditating, taking a walk, stretching. Just even remembering to breathe with awareness. I can notice that each breath is a new one, but/and that I'm inhaling many molecules that originated in the stars and have been breathed before by many, many people over the millenia since they were created.

As I breathe, I can remember that I am a living organism, a sentient being who lives and grows and changes every moment. And that I am also part of the webs of life that are my shul, neighborhood, city, state, country, hemisphere, and planet.
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I want to write a poem with such beautiful images of heaven on earth that reading it would lift anyone's heart, would give hope to the most depressed and despairing person, would bring a smile or a tear to any face. I want to write a picture so beautiful that it creates in all who read it a yearning to be better, a yearning to live in hope, and the recognition that this beauty is here and now, right here, right now.