I think my body is finally recovering balance from whatever horrid bug got a lot of us at the Omni during the rabbinic conference. I was able to make it to part of the first everybody-at-once group rehearsal for this year's "Jews Do Broadway" (or whatever we are calling it) fundraiser for the local Jewish Renewal shul.
Then the grocery shopping, then the email and petitions, then the cleanup and laundry.
I can feel something coalescing and reestablishing some sense of order and sanity---sort of.
I've been told that email petitions to politicians are usually deleted without being read or counted; that phone calls to congresspeople's offices are more effective. I'll try it. Actually, I think I'll try by Skype...I'm beginning to feel the faintest whiffs of paranoia. At the same time, I am finding it easier to imagine a drastic change of this administration well before four years have passed.
The Monday Morning Group that Zalman started when he first began teaching at Naropa in 1996 is still meeting twenty-one years later, though this year we have gone from meeting weekly to meeting monthly. His original intent was to "explore the spirituality of the future".
What better time than now...
If we are to act wisely, I suspect it must come from that very deep place of insight and inspiration.
Jewish mother that I am, I also believe that it must be fueled by herbal and black teas, coffee and snacks, so early in the morning. I am now going to bake some nice gluten-free almond flour goodies to serve with fruit and cheese tomorrow...(If anyone is curious, google Elana Amsterdam's gluten-free almond flour and paleo recipes on line.)
Also asking for instructions in dream...