Shabbos is over, I opened the laptop to a deluge of catastrophic predictions, petitions to be signed, donations solicited.
It was a beautiful day: crisp and cold with lots of snow and a blue sky. This was the shabbos that the Conservative shul invited the folks from the Islamic Center of Boulder to the after-services lunch: totally crowded, lots of food, and good people. I'm grateful for our community.
This time next week I will be at the annual conference of Jewish Renewal clergy---it functions as the annual reunion as well.
Zalman was always very clear: in contrast to the standard Chassidic tradition of succession of leadership from rebbe to rebbe, he always insisted: "I don't want to found a lineage of rebbes-in-charge; I want you to form a real chevrah, a society of colleagues who learn from and support each other."
This collection of people, each remarkable in his/her own distinct way, has done just that. The breadth and depth of what they deal with all the time is inspiring. I feel grateful and privileged to be a part of it.
That our friend, Zalman's student, teaching assistant and publisher Netanel should be here at the same time is a double-blessing.
I have the honor to have been invited to address the new ordinees and the students in the program before the ceremony. I've been sifting through what, of any wisdom I have gained, may be the most useful to give over. I treasure this chevrah of Jewish Renewal rabbis, rabbinic pastors, teachers, chazzanim, spiritual directors. As a group, they are the most exceptional spiritual seekers, skilled leaders, serious students and quirky, creative folks I know.
I wish us all a week of keen perception, accurate evaluation, and creative apt response.