I spent the early part of the day in necessary errands.
Then in late afternoon, my dear friend arrived, a few days before the upcoming conference of Jewish Renewal clergy.
We met freshman year in college in classes that satisfied a phys ed requirement: international folkdance and Flamenco...
We have been friends ever since. And the presence of an old friend, who knew me way back when, and who has followed all the changes all these years, as I have followed hers---that is a precious gift. I remember the letter she wrote me from Israel when she first met the man whom she later married. She flew across the country for my wedding. We have talked over tea, shared dinner, unpacked, talked some more, made almond-cookies-more-like-candies from the Syrian-Jewish cookbook for Netanel's class tomorrow.
I feel very fortunate and blessed.
The coming gathering of Jewish Renewal folks is always intense and quirky, delightful and exhausting. I do not know if I will be able to write nightly while the conference is going on; but I will try.