We Jews are a remembering people. I think it’s in our DNA.
Each week in welcoming Shabbat, we are commanded to “shamor v’zachor”— to “keep” and to “remember.” Later in the service, we are told of the
various ways to love Adonai, “Thus [we] shall remember to observe all [God’s]
commandments and to be holy….” Still
later, we remember that God redeemed us from slavery in Egypt, and, one more
time, before the Kaddish, we remember those whose finite flame has been
consumed and is no more.
Each year we observe Yom HaZikaron, remembering the Israeli soldiers who died in battle, just as we remember and retell
the story of our Exodus from Egypt annually and, seven weeks later, recall the
presence of our entire community atop Mt. Sinai.
Is it any wonder, then, that, individually, I do my share of
remembering?
Here,
I remember Tante Mina,
a cousin I never knew.
(Don’t ask why
earlier generations referred to a cousin as Tante…I don’t know the answer.)
In
this post,
I recall visits to the cemetery before the High Holidays.
It’s ever more poignant now that my mother’s there
instead of shuttling us from grave to grave.
Blogging’s not the same without comments from Larry Kaufman,
and here’s
my
tribute to him.
And my mother?
Nothing’s
the same without her, and I’ve written too many posts to remember each one
distinctly.
This one,
though, from early in my remembering of her, quite fittingly includes this
comment from Larry Kaufman:
Jane, I lost my mother eighteen years ago, and my father
more than fifty years ago, and the meditation before Kaddish that continues to
resonate for me is #6 in Mishkan T’filah,
especially these lines:
“…those who live no more echo still within our thoughts and words, and what
they did is part of what we have become.”
You have the special consolation of knowing that what your mother did is part
of what many of us have become.
May these words from Rabbi Levy stand alongside those you quote from Rabbi
Greenberg in bringing you comfort and healing.
In the end, I think it all comes back to “shamor v’zachor”—to keep and to
remember; “zachor v’shamor”—to remember
and to keep. We keep them close so we
can remember them. We remember them so
we can keep them close. Just as they were
part of our circle of life, so, too, are they part of our circle of
remembering.
Inspired by Ima on (and off) the Bima,this post is one in a
series marking the days of the Hebrew month of Elul, which precedes the Jewish
High Holidays and traditionally serves as a time of reflection and spiritual
preparation for the new year.
