I'm here to witness:Shabbos is a real blessing.
I did not listen to the news.
Last night at shul, I heard rabbi Tirzah speak of the week she and her husband had spent at Standing Rock, and the field of sacred space that had been created to deal with the Dakota Access Pipeline---inspiring, and inspiring determined, peaceful action on our part, because it is not over.
I did not open the laptop.
I did not answer the phone.
I played with the cats.
I shared the chicken soup I made---was it yesterday? Thursday?---with a friend, for a really pleasant shabbos lunch.
I re-read last week's Torah portion, our ancestor dealing with another schemer who believed everything was his; and then read of his exit with his family, and his dealing with the history he had fled.
Maybe that's our next step too?
Then, after Havdalah, the onslaught of pleas for signatures, for funds, for calls to congressmen.
It is so easy to get roped into spending a disproportionate amount of time in political action, some of which may be effective and some useless. If anyone knows how to sort, so as to not waste our time and substance, please do tell.
Tomorrow, visits-bearing-chicken-soup to local homebound friends, and a political meeting at shul.