They aren’t super neat or well-edited, but I have some thoughts to share about Elul and this week’s Torah portion.
When I came out of the bathroom today at one of the medical clinics I’ve been frequenting, that was the picture hanging on the wall in front of me. It isn’t a mistake. It isn’t incidental. It is right outside the gender neutral bathrooms in a medical clinic. That photo on that wall in that place is someone’s fierce pursuit of justice. And kol hakavod. I’m here for it.
While I waited with Israeli friends and loved ones for the hostages to return I read and watched the shared words and images of dozens - maybe hundreds - of Jews and Palestinians and Israelis and Gazans and settlers and Palestinian residents in the West Bank. I took it all in. I slept for a couple of hours. Then I read Bresheet, this week’s Torah portion. Twice. What you’ll find here are a first draft of my nearly sleepless thoughts and musing and questions and associations. It’s a bit of a rough ride, but hopefully an interesting one.
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