Because there are no rules for #BlogExodus and because I often need time to
process and percolate my thoughts, I believe it’s okay to write this last
entry now, on the second day of Passover. If so, I wish to offer praise:
To the people who welcomed me into their homes over the last two nights for
seder, in one instance for the umpteenth time, in another for the first
time. In both cases, all of us who gathered, benefitted from gracious and
generous hospitality, engaging company, wonderful food, lots of laughter,
and the opportunity to retell the story of the exodus from Egypt, sharing
and celebrating Jewish tradition together.
For growing and ever-intersecting and connecting circles of friends.
For musicians – cantors and professional singers – whose sweet voices
enriched the journey from the narrowness of Mitzrayim.
For Rabbi Jim Rudin for his reminder that this year, 15 Nisan marked the 75 thanniversary of the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising, and also for
pointing out the beautiful full moon as we headed back into the city,
following the first seder.
For MetroNorth trains that run relatively on time.
For Elmo and for his knowing 13, so he could, as has become his own holiday
tradition, help with Echad Mi Yodea.
For my friend, Pamela, and our new-ish holiday tradition that affirms our decisions to choose life and confirms that some of what makes Passover Passover has little to do with brisket, matzah,
or Manischewitz.
For the blessing of memory that allows us to remember with love those who
live in our hearts, even if they’re no longer physically with us around the
table and for the power of that first bite of wet
matzah spread with sweet, whipped butter to open floodgates to the past –
and decades of Passover memories as sweet as the butter.
For Elijah and his enduring ability to keep hope alive – for whatever our hearts desire and for a more equitable and just world that is our responsibility
to help build and create.
Chag sameach, friends!
Inspired by
Ima on (and off) the Bima
, this post is one in a series marking the days of the Jewish month of
Nisan leading up to Passover, which begins at sundown on Friday, March
30, corresponding to the Hebrew date 15 Nisan 5778. If you want to play
along, check out
this year's #BlogExodus and #ExodusGram prompts
.