Last February, I joined a club. It wasn’t my choice. It’s one of the worst clubs around, and if you’re not already in it, I hope you don’t become a member.
On Yom Kippur, as we focus on our personal faults, how do we acknowledge those shortcomings that are more communal?
From the Reader’s Kaddish to Ralph Waldo Emerson, a new set of High Holy Days prayer books for the Reform movement is filled with an eclectic mix of texts.
I remember how my vision turned black, how my knees buckled and my body collapsed — a thud onto the bimah like the drop of a heavy curtain.
The beginning and end of each year are times that stimulate all of us to think. Even those who are not in the habit of making a daily “accounting of this world” (Bava Batra 78b) tend to do so at these moments, these days that are so conducive to examining, summing up and planning.
So what is the “high” of the High Holy Days, exactly?
For many of us seeking a connection to our synagogue environments this High Holy Days season, the work of a mid-century Jewish Los Angeles artist, Joseph L. Young, will once again be giving us an assist by opening our eyes to the possibilities of religious art.
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