Kind

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I am biking towards Annie’s school. 
She forgot her ring binder at home. 
 
I remember being in middle school, frustrating my parents with my not-yet-adult frontal cortex and executive function. I forgot things all the time.
 
As I bike past the construction site where the school ball-field is getting a redone, I realize, “I forgot a mask!”
I can’t get the bag to her at school without a mask. They won’t let me in.
 
(This was written a few weeks ago.)
 
“I’ll turn around at the roundabout ahead,” I continue in my thoughts. Although, dang it, this will put me behind schedule.
Quickly, I burrow down the rabbit hole of panic about time.
 
Fortunately, I’m working at moments like these to imagine my grandfather’s Yiddish-infused, soft, teasing voice asking “And, who’s in such a rush?”
I laugh a little and recheck my pockets.
 
No mask, but I remember I checked before I left to see that I had pens and index and there was a mask in the side pocket of my backpack still in it’s wrapper. 
Who understands how memory works?
No need to return home.
 
As I fantasize about the joy of using a fresh mask I realize, indeed, I am, at this moment, wearing a mask!
 
I smile, glad that I didn’t beat myself up. (I used to.)
Being a human requires much grace.
Be kind.

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I credit my ability to be kind to myself with my meditation practice which has (1) taught me to watch my thoughts and (2) given me the opportunity to practice gentle mental corrections.
 
I can’t guarantee you’ll have the same results and I can’t tell you that it will be easy, but sitting for 20 minutes without a task might help you, too.
 
If you would like to sit with me, (most) every weekday at 2pm PST, I sit and broadcast it live to FacebookYouTube, and ROTB’s website.
 
You are welcome to join me. 

The Soup We Are In

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What We Pass Down

“I have the honor of sitting with the Rabbi,” Martin says as I find my seat at the reception to celebrate his granddaughter’s Bat Mitzvah. At times like this, I’m not just Brian. I’m Rabbi Brian. A stand-in for God, Judaism, and all religious persons they’ve met in the past. ✧ ✧ ✧ “We pass the Torah from generation to

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See Me.

Shoes.Shoes.Shoes.  The long glass wall separates me from a display of more than 100,000 shoes at Auschwitz-Birkenau.  Men’s shoes and women’s shoes and children’s shoes and baby shoes.  Everyday shoes and work shoes and formal shoes and boots and sandals and slippers and high-heeled shoes and orthopedic shoes.  Woven sandals and wooden-soled shoes and leather shoes and cloth shoes.  Shoes

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77% Weekly Newsletter
77% Weekly Newsletter