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I write, mostly to keep my head from exploding. It threatens to do that a lot. My blog is the pixelated version of all the voices in my head. I tend to dive into what connects me to God, my community, my family and my doubt. I do a lot of searching, not as much finding. I’m good with that. I have learned, finally, to live comfortably in the gray. In the meantime, I wrestle with God, and my doubt and my joy.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Love and Loose Threads

This is the second of The Bar Mitzvah Writings-- the poems I wrote to introduce each section of the Shabbat morning service, to honor my son for his Bar Mitzvah.  

For me, this section, the Sh'ma and its blessings, is all about sound, the calling out and the coming together, declaring and rejoicing: a rich jumble of noise that goes up and out, higher and sweeter and made more pure with every voice that is added.  I heard someone ask once, during Torah study, why do we come together as a community to pray? Is there a difference in that than in praying on one's own.  The only answer that made sense to me was all about sound and harmony: when I sing with others, there is a richness and a depth that is impossible when I sing by myself.  There can be beauty, but there is no harmony.  I sing-- I pray-- with others, to hear all the notes that can make a joyous noise.

This is the song I hear, all the notes rising and falling, a transcendent arc bordered by love and loose threads...

We call to one another
Into the quiet
Into the burgeoning clamor of the day
We call
To one another
To come together

We listen
     We hear
          We declare

That there is Oneness in God
And majesty
And glory
When we call
When we hear

When we love.
And love we must 

Because we are bound--
To God
To one another
By loose threads and ancient words
By truth
And faith
And freedom

By love.
Bound by love for
Beloved of
In an endless spiral,
A double helix
That ends (begins) on the shores of a distant Sea