It was a beautiful and restful shabbos. The snow has been melting all day. A friend came to lunch.
Late afternoon, I walked by Viele Lake, then some more with an interesting neighbor/friend.
Reading the Torah portion for this week, I marveled all over at the brilliance, compassion and wisdom of the biblical Jubilee laws: every fifty years, the land returns to itself, reverts to wildness with whatever grows by itself, uncultivated. Debts are forgiven. The great disparity between rich and poor is evened out, for a time.
[Why are some religious conservatives so concerned about independent women's access to birth control and to choice, but have completely abandoned or forgotten the laws of the Jubilee year, kindness to the land and forgiveness of debt?]
Okay, this is it: the week I cannot afford to get hijacked by the bizarre comedy our politics has become, nor by the zillion pleas for money and signatures trying to combat it.
It is the week I need to prepare intensively for travelling to the East Coast---this involves getting clothes/toiletries/meds/supplements/journal/pens/teaching materials together, along with renting a car for the few days back in Philadelphia after Shavuot. Also involves educating the lovely woman who will housesit as to the needs of the cats, the garden, etc.
My writing here might be a little sparse this week; and of course it will stop, as usual, over shabbos and the holiday.
Praying for miracles; postponing listening to news until tomorrow.