V’zot HaTorah, And This is the Torah, The End of the Beginning

I sit here, Shabbat just ending, the chaggim are over, and I am so overwhelmed I do not even know where to begin, how to describe what I have experienced. More so, I want to capture the feeling, the engergy, the love, the emotion, everything I felt these last 25 hours and I don’t know how. Having the end of Sukkot/Shemini Atzeret/Simchat Torah all take place in one day, and on top of that, the day being Shabbat has been a gift to me. I have experienced a love of Torah, awakened my senses to the love that lives inside of me for celebrating my Judaism, exalting in the Torah, the love of learning, dancing, loving and laughing.
What a gift it is to end something, to finish the Torah, and then begin it all over again. Last year, I read the torah with a lens that allowed me to see it in a new light. I pushed myself to examine the words of the Torah in ways that they were applied to me personally, to my life, my world, as well as to our youth, I learned torah last year by teaching, making it relevant. This year, I want to learn Torah out of love, compassion, finding for myself the signs of God’s love for each of his/her creations. What a gift to be able to learn again, reexamine all that I have. I was struck sitting in services with the idea of being married to Torah. In parshat Bereshit it says that God said “It is not good for man to be alone.” This line is commonly used at weddings, when one finds their besheret. And while I fully believe that this is an accurate usage of the verse, I have found a new meaning as well. In my search for love, in the quest to quench my thirst for Judaism and learning, I have in a way become married to Torah. Just as it is not good for man to be alone, without a mate, so too, it was and is not good for me to be without torah, without learning in my life. As the hatan Torah and Kalah Bereshit came to the torah today, they created an image for me in which i felt as though I was connected to the Torah in a way I never have been before, one I cannot describe.
So, you might be wondering, what did i experience to make this so meaningful? Where did I go? How does Israel celebrate a two day chag in one day? Well, I will tell you! With incredible energy and excitiment, with family and friends, with singing and dancing, with laughter and love.
I began the holiday by going with my friends to a minyan called Yakar, which meets about 20 minutes from my apartment. Yakar is an orthodox minyan that has a mechitza (separate seading for men and women), and davens with remarkable intention and melodies. I usually love the Kabbalat Shabbat service there, but there wasn’t one that met my needs last night. That is, until we began the Hakafot (dancing with the Torahs). All of the sudden the men left the room, and the women took over. We danced with the Torah for more than an hour, singing, jumping, dancing, loving. There was something so beautiful about being and a room with probably close to 200 women dancing with the Torah, not worrying about what the men think, not showing off, looking to see who is there. Just dancing with each other, holding the Torah, some for the first time. Loving the torah. And then, I held the Torah, i danced with the Torah in my arms, sang my heart out, and found myself in a place i had not found before. I was at home in an environment that I would never have thought i could be at home. And so my holiday began with dancing and singing, Seeing people i haven’t seen in years, and connecting more with my close friends here. Watching my friend J find herself uplifted and moved by the dancing, ready to engage with Judaism, engage her soul with the life she is choosing, was a blessing. The gift is that I am able to help her, guide her, watch her as she begins her journey! The evening concluded with a long but yummy dinner with the rest of my friends at Steve’s place. I was in bed by midnight, gearing up for today.
This morning I met J at 8 and we walked to Kedem for davening. Kedem is an egalitarian minyan that meets in Jerusalem every Shabbat and Chag. This minyan is unaffiliated with a movement and completly lay led. The davening began at 8am and ended around 1:30ish. Again, i found myself inspired by the davening, the songs, the dancing, the love of Torah, of each other. WE began to dance with the torah, men and women together, embracing the Torah, embracing love of learning, Judaism, life. We sang and dang and dnaced until our feet hurt and then continued on. We combined so many services into the day, and each folded beautifully into the emotions i was feeling. We rejoiced with Hallel, Danced with the Torah for Hakafot, read the Torah, ended a journey and began anew (just like me), prayed Yizkor and remembered those whose spirit guides us but no longer physically walk this earth (a blessing in disguise. I miss my grammy, Zayde, Nana and so many others who have left me, but always find ways to bring their memory into my life each day, it was wonderful to have them with me!), Prayed for the rainy season to begin (at the exact moment we prayed, the weather began to change, it’s cooler, fall is here!), and sang our hearts out with Musaf. The entired day was filled with energy, with intention, and with Love.
And now, I feel alive, invigorated, ready to take on the world, take on my year, take on myself. I will change this year, i will continue to grow. I will love this year, more than i already do, I will love my family, my friends, myself. The year moves in a circle, sometimes, it is repetative. The trick, the key is to find meaning, find differences, find the love. This is the challenge of living year to year, month to month, week to week, day to day, hour to hour…. This is what I will do!
School starts on Monday, enjoying my last day of my 5 months of summer!
“Turn it over and over, you will find everything in it!” ~Rabbi Ben Bag Bag, Perkei Avot 5:24

We’re Going to the Zoo, Zoo Zoo, How about You, You, You?

Over sukkot I spent my time enjoying Jerusalem, running errands, and being free before classes start! Part of this was meeting up with my friend Ayelet, who worked with me at Tamarack. It was so wonderful to reconnect with an old friend, speak in Hebrew, and just be with someone who knows me, understands me. We ate dinner together and then she wanted to show me one of her favorite plces in Jerusalem (She grew up here!). We got in her car, and headed off to Yemin Moshe, the first neighborhood built outside of the old city. The neighborhood is marked by a big windmill. We walked the streets of the quiet neighborhood, took in the views, the smells and the wonderful, peacefull feeling as we took in the old city, and an old friendship. This was the perfect end to a perfect day of peace in the Old City.
The next day, my friends Matt and Jen and I went to the Jerusalem Zoo/biblical Zoo. Now this was an experience. The animals were great, very active, and the people were interesting ot say the least! Because it is sukkot, the zoo was filled with families off from work and school, religious and secular, and everything in between. I spent the day hanging out with the lemurs, where you can actually go into their habitat, and have them come right up to you, AMAZING!
And that is the story of the zoo in Israel, and my israeli adventures.
Now, I am about to enter into probably one of the most chaotic and busy shabbats of my life. This shabbat marks the end of Sukkot with Shemini Atzeret and Simchat Torah all in one day here in Israel because there is only one day of chag instead of two! For Shabbat morning, services will be packed with all the additions for Shabbat and also a chag, but I am looking forward to watching Israel combine the many elements of services, but also life into a beautiful blend and allowing that blend to to embrace me and me it. Shabbat Shalom, Chag Sameach, and LOVE TO ALL!! I MISS YOU!!

Ufros Aleinu SUKKAT Shelomecha: Shelter of Peace


It has been quite some time since I last updated, and there are many reasons for this. First, I have been enjoying myself and the last week of my sumer vacation. Also, i have found myself a bit emotionally exhausted and have thus found it hard to actually write like i want to write. This past week has been filled with many exciting events such as buying Lulav and Etrog in the Shuk, to exploring my feelings about the holiday of Sukkoth, from coming together as a community in a time of mourning to celebrating Life and the beauty of this country, my days have been filled and my nights exhausting.
As i write this, we are deep into the holiday of Sukkot, the festival of booths. I have mixed feelings about this holiday. First, it is always hard to be away from home for Sukkot because i very much miss building the sukkah with my family, decorating it, and enjoying the time out in the sukkah with the evergreen branches and their wonderful aroma. Sukkot is also a holiday in which one needs to purchase a Lulav (Palm leaves, Myrtle, Willow) and an Etrog. NOw, these pieces are very beautiful, but recently I have taken a dislike to them and their somewhat falic nature when combined, as well to the pagan feeling i have when the willow is symbolicly beat on the ground to remove our last sins. Regardless of this, I am obligated by Jewish law to own one, and so, I bought one with my friend Steve. In order to do this, I went on a trip with my classmates from the Conservative Yeshiva to the Shuk. Here, I was surrounded by vendors, each claiming to have the perfect branches to make the lulav, and the most perfect etrog. It was quite overwhelming to be surrounded by the smells of the holiday and the excitement that comes with it, but eventually everyone found the perfect Lulav and Etrog for themselves.
Part of the beauty of Sukkot in Israel is that the entire country is pretty much on vacation. There is no school during Sukkot, and many people take trips throughout the country and some other countries. Some of my friends went traveling to the north, and others to the south. I am staying here in Jerusalem, exploring, having some fun and relaxing until i start school again on Monday.
Lately i have been doing a lot of thinking. Thinking about the world, but mostly how i fit into it, how I feel about where I am in life, who I am, what makes me happy, etc. All things that tend to be brought up in my head when life is changing, and evolving. This past week was quite hard for me, with some changes that were unexpected, and some new events that I had not planned for. There are some days when I just miss my family, miss being home, miss the comfort of all that I knew before. And then there are other days when I feel so at home, so at peace, so happy and content. And these days come and go, as they would if I were in LA or even in Michigan. So, here is an example of the beauty and magic of Jerusalem.
The other day, i was feeling a little bit homesick, I have been having a lot of fun, but sukkot always makes me miss home, building hte sukkah, the smell of the evergreen schach, making new paper chains every year, all that good stuff. I was walking home from a friend’s house, and all of the sudden in my misery I see a sukkah in front of me with the words “Ufros Aleinu Sukkat Shelomecha. Spread Over Us Your Shelter of Peace.” This phrase, which i sing ot myself sometimes as a comfort, that I used this summer with patients to comfort them, popped out at me, captured me, comforted me. Spread over us your shelter of Peace God, that this year might be one of peace, of happiness of contentment. Spread over me your shelter of peace of mind, body and spirit, that I might find the comfort I am looking for. Spread over my friends your shelter of Peace that they and their families might be comforted in your presence. I was captivated by the phrase, taken in, and a smile came to my face. This phrase is also a part of the daily liturgy, and I see it and I think of my family, of my father, who blessed me with this particular phrase on numerous occassions, and I feel at home when I hear it.
And then, the next day, I met up with my friend Shosh Cohen, and we went to the Old City. The city that never changes, but is also so new and different each trip. The wall that has stood for so many years, witnessed so much, but never talks back to me. Or, perhaps it does speak back, I just can’t always hear it. The Old City was hopping, filled with people, alive and energetic. The Kotel was packed and yet sad, lonely at the same time. A wall that stands there, signifying so much. Then, we went to a sukkah in the old city at the apartment of her friend Ezra, and there, sitting in the beautiful sukkah, resting, reflecting, i felt at home, i found my peace. There, in the old city, when i least expected it, God Spread over ME his Shelter of Peace.
And so, it is my prayer, my hope, the prayer of my heart that God spreads over you, over us his/her shelter of peace. That each of us finds our peaceful place, a place of center, contentment, happiness. That the loving embrace of God helps each of us to find our own place, our makom Kavua (set place) in this world, and we enjoy the journey to that place!
Moadim L’simcha!

Yom Kippur: The ABC’s of sinning

I write this with a pure heart, an open mind and a clean slate as I enter into the new year. This past 26 hours was Yom Kippur, the day of atonement, a fast day. I emerge with my body cleansed, my soul uplifted and my mind cleared of evil thoughts (for the moment at least). Yom Kippur in Israel is truly an experience I will never forget. While it was nice to be in Jerusalem for Rosh HaShanah, the fact that I am here hit me with Yom Kippur. First of all, there are no cars on the street. The traffic lights are all turned off, and literally, the only cars on the road are those of the emergency vehicles that drive around to make sure that those who are fasting are safe walking to and from Shul. The city is quiet, so nice, that i even took the long way home from services last night. It is amazingly peaceful to be in this city with no cars honking; to just sit and listen to the peace and quiet of antiquity, and to wonder what these streets must have been like so many years ago, when Yom Kippur was a day of sacrifice for our sins at the temple instead of beating our chests together.
Services this year also brought me new meaning, and confirmed for me how much i have changed in the last year. I approached services, not expecting to get what i’m missing when I’m not at home, but looking for new experiences, for a meaningful way to begin this year. I wasn’t looking to find experiences that compared to years past, but rather, looking for an experience that would have meaning for me. For Kol Nidre, I went to a minyan called Leader Minyan. A minyan where they daven the traditional matbea (Set service) and actually say outload or sing every word. An incredibly moving and awe inspiring experience. Kol Nidre, my favorite service lasted 4 hours, and i wasn’t distracted or bored for even a second. My head was in the game and i was completely in the moment. Everyone was dressed in white (including the naked woman infront of me), and totally in the moment. For Yom Kippur day, i went to Kedem, the egalitarian minyan i went to for Rosh HaShanah. The davening was pretty good, and suited my needs. The best part was that I was Eve, the person, not Eve the rabbinical student. I was able to be myself, daven without other people’s expectations. I davened for myself, I prayed for my family, for my friends, for my soul. I repented, did a self evaluation, repented some more. I spoke with God, i felt close to God, i felt close to myself, and i felt clean, pure, relieved.
This year, it didn’t matter what machzor I had, we each had our own books, our own personal prayers and were guided by the same liturgy. We repented together, and apart, we supported one another, followed the rhythm of the day with the rhythm of our hearts, and moved together in a symphony of love of God, love of judaism.
And i emerge from Yom kippur with renewed energy and faith. I am happy, I am content, I am at peace with God, and working on being at peace with myself. Slowly, each day I continue to grow. I know that this growth is very much due to my incredible summer family. The 10 people who supported me daily, lifted me up, helped me to center, find myself, explore my faith and my beliefs. My summer family, who are in my thoughts, and my prayers every day. Then, there is my new family, my Israel family, who ground me when I’m lost, help me find my way around this strange city, listen to me, encourage me, and support me. This family consists of friends, both old, from LA, from past experiences, and new, from my first few weeks here. The beauty of this family is that it doesn’t matter how long we’ve known each other or even how we know each other. We are each here, present, ready and willing to help one another. It is for friends like these that i am grateful this year, friends who help me smile and laugh when life is hard, who fill my tummy when i need to eat, and feed my soul when I need some comfort!
And so, i begin this year, with a full tummy thanks to my pasta before and after the fast, with a full soul from my davening and a happy heart from my friends and family. I know that no matter what comes my way, i can handle it! I am ready to embrace the world, and I am happy! LOVE TO ALL!!

Ma Tovu, Ma Gadlue, Ma Yafeh: How good, How great, how beautiful

Is your love, your world, your being. How beatuiful and good is this life. Is this city. How amazing are the gifts of the experience I have. How wonderful is it to be alive, to suck in the sweet smells of Jerualem, the shuk, life. How grand to bathe in the warmth of the sun, to take in the clear blue sky. What a gift is the world of God’s creation, and the gift of my life. How beautiful is it to breathe, to feel, to love, to enjoy the world around me.
My mind is clouded with thoughts, concerns, wonders and I am still struck with the beauty of the world around me. Each day, a new adventure, a new feeling, a new fear. Each day i question myself, question what I am doing, who I am, what I am feeling – and i believe this is the best thing for me. As scary as it is, i know it is all a apart of the growing experience, and i know I will b ebetter for it in the end.
SOmetimes I wish life would figure itself out, that everything would be in its place, that i would be happy, sound, comfortable. But i know that is not where I am right now. I am happy, I am content, but i’m talking about that eternal place of happiness. I know i need to push through the rough stuff, push through and find the next stop on my journey, on my roller coaster thru life. I know that when it is right, I will be there.
There are some days when I feel alone, I feel like I am doing this adventure on my own. Yes, i have the support of my family, of my friends, of my family of friends, but I can’t help feeling alone, lost in the world around me, trying to find my place, the place I belong, find love, find that true companion. And I am playing the watiting game. I am happy where I am, i am content, I am in love, with this land, with my family, with my friends, but there will always be that little part of me (or maybe big part of my heat) that is craving the companionship and relationship of true love. perhaps, I will find this in Jerusalem, perhaps this is the waititng game… only time will time.
And then, i drift back to the prayers, how good, how great, how beautiful is this world, this life, this love, and I feel at peace. There are days where the questions: what is love? What is the love I am looking for? Why is this city so romantic, beatufil full and yet so lonely and scary at the same time? When will i find personal peace in Jeurslaem? When will Jerusalem find peace? When will it all make sense?- they could my mind, they take over my being , and they push me to move on, to continue on the journey, to search for the answer, or at least the beginning of the journey to that place.
There are days when i miss the comforts of home, miss the stability of last year, days when i miss home, miss the simplicity of college, and then there are days when I know that it is because of this experience that I have grwon into who I am today, and I am so much better for it. How great is the God’s love of us, and my love of God. How Grand is the world of God’s creation. How beautiful is the life that we are living, and the gifts that it brings. And when it comes down to it, this is all I need!