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It’s almost 3AM in Riverdale, NY and 10AM, Friday morning, Erev Shabbat in Yerushalayim. It’s the Shabbat before the last of the year. I remember last year’s like it was….NOW!
I left the Rocky Mountain National Forest from Rainbow last year, into a war. I had to get home. Not a great space to be in and certainly not great to come home to. So not in the best frame of mind/heart, I was wondering what the New Year would bring. Indeed, all I thought about was the Chagim – Holy Days; that beyond magical three and half week period of awesome holiness and light and oneness and love and joy, in Israel and particularly, Yerushalayim.
I went to the big store in Efrat that Friday last year tomorrow, to do my Shabbat shopping. As usual I hitched the 12 minute ride home to Tekoa. For some amazingly hidden reason, sitting in the shot-gun seat, Read the rest of this entry »
From the time I awoke from my Shabbat afternoon noon nap at 6pm on June 16th, I have spent the night in 32 different places in 75 nights. That includes 14 nights at Rainbow. I look forward to waking up in my bed back in the Land.
Tonight makes 10 weeks since arriving in New York. At the urging of my good brother for over 20 years, the Chatan, Nachshon Block, I’m writing for you and for my blog. Originally, I was booked to return on Sept.3rd , the day of his wedding. But I was able to change it to be at the wedding. Unless HaShem has any more surprises for me, I leave Sept 4th and arrive home on the 5th. And this brings us to the topic of the day: ‘unless HaShem….. .’
Simple as it is, I couldn’t have planned or manufactured this trip in my fondest dreams. I only new this:
“Ribbono Shel Olam – Master of the Universe: Enough already. Enough. You want me to do good things? You want me to save lives? You want me to get married? Be an abba? So nu? Enough already! Enough of the pain. Enough of the anguish. Enough of the heaviness. You once showed me a different world. You remember? It was just 18 years ago – Gevalt! A lifetime ago. It was Shabbas Parshat Bamidbar – the Sabbath that we read the first portion of Numbers – the Shabbos before Shavuos, before Ma’amad Har Sinai – the Sabbath before the Holy Day of Shavuot, before the Revelation at Sinai – before the FIRST Fire On The Mountain. Remember?
You sent Dovid’ll to me after davening. He said, “Moishe’le, you look particularly miserable these days. There’s a picnic in Central Park tomorrow. Why don’t you come?” I said, Read the rest of this entry »
Dearest Brothers and Sisters, Chevre, and Family,
It is 11:11PM in Williams in southcentral, Oregon, and my eyes are directed homewards to Yerushalayim. The journey began 2:00am Monday morning at Ben Gurion Airport and brought me to the following itinerary:
2 nights NYC, 1 night Memphis, TN, 1 night motel in Arkansas, 2 weeks in the Ozark National Forest in Arkansas, 2 nights hotels for the drive through Arkansas, Texas, Oklahoma to Boulder, Colorado for 4 nights. onto Eugene, OR for 4 nights, Bend, OR for 2, 1 nite each in Williams, OR and Arcata, CA, 4 in Berkeley, CA, 1 in Arcata, 8 nights in Williams, 3 of which at the Good Medicine Festival, 4 nights in a tepee at the Mystic garden Party in Ashland, OR, 4 nights back in Williams, 2 at Mt. Shasta for a Jerry Garcia Yahrzeit Shabbos, and now back in Williams.
On Wednesday night, the 16th, I take the red-eye via Vegas to New York. Thursday night in Queens , Shabbos in Lakewood, NJ!!!!, Teaneck maybe, Manhattan, Queens, family wedding on August 22nd (Parents flew in), Shabbos on the Upper West Side as Guest at a Shul (not carlebach) Where I’ll daven and speak, a wedding of the son of my oldest friend in the world from my childhood on Sept. 3rd and theat night fly back to Yerushalayim.
Shlomo, want to crash by you or Shaul the night of the 4th. and be in Nachlaot for Shabbos with everyone!!!!
The journey has been the most blessed and the most amazing. If you haven’t already, check out http://www.rebmoish.org and read my first initial report.
Much more to come.
Be in touch. Much love, Moish