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October 31, 2009

A Man Who’s Changing Attitudes

Thirty years in the civil rights field can make one jaded. You meet folks who purport to care about humanity, who are lionized for their virtues but turn out to be, at least on a personal level, less than exemplary human beings. They may talk the talk, but disappointingly, too often don’t walk the walk.

It is particularly striking then when you meet an individual who not only talks and walks the walk but does so with honesty, integrity, deep commitment and offers meaningful insights to boot.

Recently, I had the pleasure of spending several days with Andrzej Folwarczny, founder and president of the Poland-based Forum for Dialogue Among Nations; a group which he founded in 1998.  The purpose of the non-governmental group is to promote conversations between Poles and Jews in order to foster understanding and to help eradicate anti-Semitism.

I first met Andrzej two years ago when he visited Los Angeles to promote the missions that his group organizes for American Jews to spend a week in Poland. The trips explore the complex, nuanced and 800 year old relationship between Poles and Jews. He convinced me and several others, including Supervisor Zev Yaroslavsky, that the trip would be worthwhile.

We went on the trip in November, 2007.

Admittedly, I was ambivalent, if not skeptical, about how seriously to take this effort. The issue had always seemed rather clear to me, Poland, the site of all the Nazis’ extermination camps, was the home to millions of “willing collaborators” who facilitated (with some glee) the Germans’ Final Solution. I had seen Claude Lanzmann’s epic Shoah (and even arranged for him to be honored by ADL in Los Angeles in 1986) with its unforgettable images of Poles who lived near Auschwitz half smiling as they described the cattle cars full of people that passed their farms day in and day out during the Holocaust.

Despite my misgivings, the trip was, literally, life changing. Andrzej’s honesty and commitment were and are inspiring. From Krakow to Lodz to Warsaw, Andrzej and his Forum for Dialogue demonstrated the complexity of dealing with different narratives of history and how the commonly held perception of Polish attitudes towards Jews is often unfair, simplistic and a-historical.

There was and is no shortage of anti-Semites in Poland, but to ascribe to all the Polish people that most enduring of diseases is unfair. Especially when the authors of the Final Solution, Germans, are often given a free pass.

Andrzej has recounted the reasons why he does what he does:

After the collapse of Communism in Poland in 1989, Andrzej became involved in politics. He soon noticed that the first non-Communist political campaigns were marked by strong anti-Semitism: One party would accuse the other’s candidate of secretly being Jewish, while the accused party would trace their candidate’s roots to prove that he was not. The fact that accusations of being Jewish were being used in a derogatory way bothered Andrzej. “Something is wrong,” he remembers feeling, “when people are thinking in anti-Semitic patterns.”

He next recounts an incident during a trip to Israel with a group of Polish students. Their group happened to be on the same flight as a German group. At one point, the Israeli flight sponsor embraced the German guide. “He then turned to me,” recounts Andrzej, “and I could see that he had a problem shaking my hand.” He initially believed that the two must have known each other previously, until another guide told him: “You must forgive this man, but he remembers the Holocaust.”

Andrzej had trouble understanding this reasoning, but further experiences on the trip only confirmed that initial incident. Israeli teenagers, he says, showed markedly more respect towards the German group than to the Poles. But what upset him most was overhearing a guide in Yad Vashem explain to German students that the reason Nazis had organized their camps in Poland was because of traditional Polish anti-Semitism. “That was very frustrating for me and the entire Polish group,” states Andrzej.

After experiencing anti-Semitism in Poland and anti-Polonism in Israel, he went through a third experience that cemented his dedication to Polish-Jewish dialogue. This time, however, he saw opportunities and reasons for hope. In 1997, Andrzej was elected to the Polish Parliament (he served through 2001). On his first official visit to Israel, he asked to arrange a meeting for groups dealing with Polish-Jewish dialogue. He was told that there were none.

The Polish Embassy instead arranged a meeting with 10 Holocaust survivors. “I told them that I was there to promote Polish-Jewish dialogue,” says Andrzej, “but they had nothing positive to say about Poland,” recalling only firsthand stories from family or friends who had returned from concentration camps to find strangers living in their former homes.

After an hour, Andrzej felt that there was “no chance for reconciliation… I couldn’t understand why there was such a gap between how this group and Polish [non-Jewish] Holocaust survivors remember their history.”

Andrzej persisted. After four hours of discussion and dialogue, the survivors “had tears in their eyes,” asking Andrzej what Krakow, Lodz, Warsaw were like now. “I saw,” he says, “that they hate Poland, and on the other hand—they love it. I thought that, because of their age, the time of working with these people as ambassadors of Polish-Jewish reconciliation was limited.”

It was at that moment that he decided to devote himself to Polish-Jewish dialogue. “And that’s why I’m here today,” he smiles. (Journal of Polish American Affairs)

There are countless missions to Poland—-many involving young American Jews. More often than not, the trips go to Auschwitz and Krakow and the kids end up with the impression that Poland was strictly a cemetery for Jews. There is rarely even a few minutes spent discussing the fact that for 0ver 800 years Jews and Poles shared the same land and, for much of that time, Poland was the center of the Jewish world.

The relationship of Jews and Poles is far more complex, nuanced and important (Poland is among the most supportive countries of Israel in all of Europe). Andrzej not only focuses on Jewish attitudes towards Poland, he also has over 200 Polish schools learning about their neighbors who aren’t there. The Forum’s curriculum and projects are slowly impacting the attitudes of young Poles.

I accompanied Andrzej on several of his visits with local Jewish leaders last week. It was inspiring to witness the impact he had on rabbis, community leaders and hosts of others as his genuineness and commitment and serious good works became apparent.

It’s worth checking out the Forum’s A Man Who’s Changing Attitudes Read More »

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                                                                                                        May 26, 2009

          Mother

              You Have Been Praised
                          in many realms, The Ones where greatness

    laughs and
      plays

                                        like all.

    Pleasing Is the presence of your being,  Made the best in making.    In All that is Now   Knowing and still,  owning all that is,  loving all,  that isn’t yet free   That will be.   

  laughter plays in all.

      All the depth inside the self
      she does not know division. she has no need or reason now to know
      that all the world holds you
                                        as her flower, mother
                                                                              water friend grain
                                                                                      under the surface
                                                                                      deeper still
under the being,                  over the oxygen             deep still in between

 

 

                                                              too like the secret of the air
                                                                       

                                                                              that is not kept.                                             

                                                                         
                                                                          be any tone or any answer and everyone knows
                                                                                        that is known that everyone knows
                                                                                                      their breath is a song.
      Is it never too long before the lungs  
      release, receive your love.
 

 

                                                                          Love the secret of the air
                                                                                      that is not kept
                                                                                          by anyone.

                                                                                                    over there,     
              and over here, 
              breath our own. 
              to be known.
      as laughter’s greatest gift.

                                                              All the world is here   Speaking   Spoken to about
                                                                                          by her friend
                                                                                          being stone being spoken.
                                              Being someday, being summer,
          being known in bloom.
                                                  Do not stop the whole bride  
                                                  that is not broken that only is   Open                  
                                                  to be held         and spoken to        
                                                  by This I           mean the world    
                               
                                                  will set her free.
   
    through endless hoping
                                                                ocean sky
                  air are wings
                      waving high
                                                          high.

              Holds the              
                                    hands of seeds                     that balance
                          she who opens               breathes                     the grounded laughter
bellows over heaven,                                                           
                                                                                        beckons still the earth.
                              a grounded Take on Living Dreams      

                                                        they are awakened
                                                                                                and laughter seems
                                                                                                Like the ones a faerie told
         
            Once          
                                                                                                and for All to Mother word.
                                                                                                To the pace
                                                                                                where words are heard.
                                                                                            by laughter’s living tales you are.

            One
                        of ‘May I ‘s?’
    spring time
                 
                                                                      birds
                                                                      feathers are the flower’s friends
                                   
                                                                  that You teach me to forgive the Self
                                                                                  by being Love Herself.

  by knowing every heart still knows        
                                        how to glow
                                        by letting go              
                                            like all that grows        
                          somehow           complies           with all           the leaves that come to fly          
                                                     
by falling towards the ground.                                                                          Learning how to
give. to
laughter
                                                                    lighting
                                                                    as all that is.
                                                                                   
                                                                                                                    from forgiveness
                                                                           
                                                                                                                      held by grace.
                                                                                                                            Hannah.
                                                                       
                                                                                                              Held her precious face
                                                                           
                                                                                                                  draped in spacious
                                                                                                                        wholeness.

                    here.

                                                                                  love is her very own.
                                                                          to give and never owned by anything

                                                  like the air.
                                                                                         
                                                                                            we sand of where does the shore go?
                                                                                            she living loves comes building homes
                                                                                            in places
                                                                                                            that are already homes
            birds believe
                  like we believe
      in all trees have in store.    Like the tops of these
                                                      from one love
                                                                to another
                           
like sunshine
          does with
                just a speck of water
                                                                  show you always her
                                                                  timeless
                                                                                    self,

She who
                                                                                              will dance.
                                                                                                                                on       laughter’s
                                                                                                                                                                                                wings.

               

 

 

 

  P.S.  laughter lives         in mother’s           trees
        with air that breathes               somehow golden              
                      somehow
                                      green.

 

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