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Monthly Archives: January 2013
About a Fidller and the need to stop and smell the humus…
It’s January 12, 2007. A chilly morning in Washington DC, L’enfant Plaza Metro subway station. A young man in a baseball cap is standing there, violin at hand, playing his instrument. More than a thousand people pass through, most on … Continue reading
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שבת שלום: זה שהולך או זה שבא? פרשת “בא”, שמות 10:1-13:16
“בא אל פרעה”, אומר אלוהים למשה בפסוק הפותח את פרשת השבוע, הכוללת, בין השאר, את שלוש המכות הנותרות שהוכו בהם המצרים, ארבה, חושך ובכורות, אחריהן יצאו בני ישראל מעבדות לחירות ויקבלו את שתי המצוות הראשונות, אוולי הכי מהותיות, בחיי העם. … Continue reading
איך להיות ביחד…
איך להיות ביחד לא כמו אבן נשחקת על אבן מכאיבות, מאבדות צורה, נסחפות בלי כוון, שוקעות בקרקעית ולא כמו עץ נשען על עץ חונקים, נופלים, נרקבים לאדמה בוצית אלא כמו נר מאיר נר – האחד בוער והשני לא חסר
Making a (West) Point
You don’t mind me applying to West Point Military Academy, Mom, do you?” “West Point?” I thought, surprised. But it was fall. Graduation seemed like light years away. “Go ahead,” I said, trying to sound casual. “Let me know if … Continue reading
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Shabbat Shalom – on the complicated journey to freedom and the patience we need to take with it
The Torah portion of Va’era, Exodus 6:2-9:35 this year to be read on the week of January 6-12, 2013 The lyrics for Louis Armstrong’s famous soul song appear on line with slight variations: “Go down, Moses, Way down in Egypt … Continue reading
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welcome & ברוכים הבאים
so you made it! very nice to see you here. other posts I haven’t had a chance to add here yet are at: http://sfjcf.wordpress.com/?s=michal+kohane and elsewhere on my computer, waiting…
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