Oy: that word we say when filled with so much joy we have no words to express….and that same word when we are filled with so much misery and angst that we have no words to express. But OY says it all, and it gets the point across in ways no other words do. And when we say it now, it might contain both of those experiences, for certainly we are also seeing an outpouring of caring along with anxiety about Covid19.
I am not going to write lengthy words of wisdom. I am just offering you three things:
1) Along with two incredibly talented and beautiful Jewish musicians, Cindy Paley (my cousin) and Asaf Ophir, I have been heavy at work preparing a YOUTUBE of a Pesach Seder. It has my art and commentary, and their wonderful music. Feel free to share it widely, especially for those who may not have any other way to participate in a seder. Watch it “with” your friends and relatives at a distance.
2) A poster (please feel free to print out, reproduce, forward, whatever…no permission needed.) If you want one printed on art quality paper, as a relic from this historic period, click here.
3) I am writing a letter each week to the residents of Rhoda Goldman Plaza where I do pastoral care. I will eventually collect them here as set in blogs. Feel free to check in and read the latest one. Here’s one from last week, attached. Scroll down.
SO. Stay healthy, do your civic duty in distancing, wearing a mask, washing hands, so that you and those you love and even strangers (but who is a stranger in this situation?) may live in good health and have many more years to bless the Ultimate Healer and Creator of All, who often works in strange and wondrous and terrifying ways to send important messages to the world… AMEN.
