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Praying Wrong

********   A long narrative based in my first year of rabbinical school    ******** Jerusalem, 1993 Most of my classmates claim two qualities I don’t have. They feel a magnetic pull to the land, and they have heard “callings.” I was never bitten by the Israel bug. To me, it’s a piece of land […]

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Exodus

On this Tuesday night, more than a hundred people have each ponied up fifteen bucks each to see the premiere of a one-man show I’ve created called **Religion Outside The Box**. I’m standing on a stage, a portable riser, in Temple Judea’s social hall. It’s 2001, eighteen months since my last day working here as

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Attuned

Attuned      It’s a few weeks before Christmas.   Kim, my enthusiastic French horn teacher, has gathered all the Portland horn players she knows to play together in her garage.   In seven months, she will cajole me into joining the Rose City Pride Marching Band and I’ll debut at the Portland Pride parade

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Hey, I love you.

It’s Saturday evening. Jane and the kids are out. I’m sitting contentedly on the tan Eames chair. Dinking around on my phone. I notice a desire to feel seen, appreciated, loved. I want to feel a meaningful connection. Instead of sitting with the desire—to see if it dissipates or getting into my head to puzzle

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