The space between remembrance and redemption is best filled with falling.
Falling away from a past that can strangle us with its tzitzit.
And falling into the soft fabric of our own choosing, in which every act draws us closer to the Source and wraps us in the embrace of nurturing and whole-making Jewish lives.
בָּרוּךְ אַתָּה ה’ אֱ-לֹהֵינוּ, מֶלֶךְ הָעוֹלָם. אֲשֶר קִדְּשָנוּ בְּמִצְוֹתָיו וִצִוָּנוּ עַל מִצְוַת צִיצִת.
Blessed are you, Creator of the Universe, who commands us to study our fringes and fashion our communities like prayer shawls, that they grow to inclusively shelter all people.
