Topic Tags: memory

Were you there, in wisps // of dreams that eluded me? // Maybe you’re off doing whatever // soul work awaited you. Or poof, // evaporated.

I saw their names in our tree, but never // looked further. As a child, I knew // a few of them, but only a few.

“When I think of my mother / I still smell her butter cakes…”

This guided meditation is designed to be part of a Yizkor service,

“To speak their names, to light a flame…”

“In an age when / searching for home / in a soup / makes sense.”

“Count instead the growing number of cared-fors you have lost…”

Hear, O Israel / the prayer was dance / Adonai Eloheinu / there were no pews

“We are at the beginning / Of new cycles / In a world that is ours / Transcending time and space.”

“Grief and memory hold hands / as, broken-hearted, we find our way through the Jewish year”