child of the meadow dances
alive with morning light
awake to brimming breathing things
reborn with passing night
child of the meadow glances
with sudden searing sight
peers into worlds of wondrous wings
perceiving fancy’s flight
child of the meadow trances
inspire as they ignite
imagination dazzling
each moment with delight
Read the text.
Chew the text into bits.
Begin looking for God.
Look in places no one told you to look.
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Wonder dangles by a thread–
cleansing rain on daffodil
swift gusts of fancy wild and still
moments in my silent head
*My thoughts are full of this amazing and compassionate man today, so I must share a bit about him. He delivered our youngest child in 1989–at our tiny house in Affton. Such a blessing!*
paint me with shadow’s
whispered essence
whimsical
airy
LIfe
sketch me withfirelight’s
flickering dreams
energized
pulsing
love
One
honors
each of us
even as we
honor each other
when the time comes
that time dissolves
the lion and the lamb
the fox and the chicken
will take down their flags
and roll up their scrolls
they will dust off their flutes
their tambourines and dancing shoes
they will gather their children
the orphans and forgotten ones
and they will all breathe at last
together in song and harmony
because the loops of thread
holding all things together
remain
intact
*My heart is breaking…tragically America remains mired in hatred, seemingly unable to escape the bleakest chapters of our historic saga May we never forget, and may we forever aspire to do better!*
White on Black
black jay walkin
cop car stalkin
loud accusal
tense refusal
scuffle and roll
out of control
two against one
reach for the gun
justice undone
justice undone
justice undone
*A beautiful and poignant reminder of the Oneness of Life and Love…may it bless you as it did me*
It’s that time of year, again. At the end of the driveway, the machine is parked. The man who drives it has had to move it twice. First for my daughter on her way to class, then for my husband on his way to work. Each time the bucket descends and the engine roars back to life. It’s now blocking the entrance and exit, again. Parked at the end of the driveway it has better access to the maple whose branches are threading the electric wires.
Who was there first? It doesn’t matter. We humans have taken over time and place to claim them both as our own. I have been reading a lot of nonfiction these days. Books about the land and our relationship to it. Gathering Moss by Robin Wall Kimmerer took much longer than its short length would insinuate. It was not…
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*JDAIM again. And while attending in-person events at my shul is not currently possible, I can’t help marvelling at the many ways my community members have enabled me to participate so fully in Jewish life! And this evening, I will be sharing those experiences with members of a synagogue in New Hampshire, thanks to my dear friend Rabbi Dan. Stay cozy, my Darlings, and hold on to the sweetness and Light of each moment. May you and your loved ones find Shalom beneath Shabbot’s canopy of Love!*
February is Jewish Disability Awareness and inclusion Month—formerly Jewish Disability Awareness Month.
Which means that every time this month that I pop into FaceBook, Twitter, or other social gathering places—not to mention the many times I connect with friends at shul and elsewhere—I am incredibly conscious of my role as educator on behalf of the disability cause.
But, really, isn’t that my role as Yismehu Director? And as blogger, Hebrew teacher, and temple member?
In fact, you might say that any time I have an alliyah, chant Torah, read announcements on Friday evening, attend a committee or membership meeting, participate in Torah study, teach anything to anybody anywhere, step inside Target, , or simply drop by a friend’s home for coffee I am a walking-talking lesson on disability and inclusion.
The reasons are pretty obvious:
** I am blind. So I cannot appreciate facial expressions and your lovely smile. In…
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**Yes, it’s President’s Day once more here in the USA. May we all reflect upon the vision and valor of the men and women who came before us, and upon what they have bestowed upon each and every one of us–liberty and responsibility–a republic…if we can keep it**
Ladies of Liberty
Women Who Shaped Our Nation
By: Cokie Roberts
Copyright: 2008
BR 17787
5 Volumes
Renowned news reporter Cokie Roberts breathes new life into
Early American history as she relates the lives of dozens of women, both notable and obscure. These are the wives of America’s first Presidents and statesmen, the founders of America’s first social service agencies and religious orders, women actively involved in the lives of their families, polite society, and the workings of government. They accompanied their husbands to Embassy postings in Paris, London, and St. Petersburg. They faced the same dangers imposed by disease and trans-Atlantic travel, and endured additional threats specific to their gender such as intimidation and childbirth. And like women in every age, these women voiced their opinions.
Roberts uses letters and journal entries to detail these vivid examples of intelligence, grace and unspeakable courage. We wait nervously with beautiful, well-educated…
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