Musings from Students of the Pardes Institute of Jewish Studies in Jerusalem
Posted on May 16, 2013 by Laurie Franklin
An outlander arrives in J-town.
Not my first time and G!d-willing, not my last.
In a newish role: student, not teacher!
The book is open.
Disequilibrium: distance from home and life partner,
Jitters, does anyone understand who I am?
Do I understand who I am
In this novel circumstance?
I find chevrutot.
One and one make holy infinity.
We read texts,
And their words speak.
I walk Jerusalem streets,
Smiling.
Pinch me!
What IS it about this place?
With its warts and bumps,
I am in love:
Friday morning at the shuk
Shabbat, a hug from Shechinah
Sunrise at the Wall
Cats cats cats
Dreams of peace as sirens sound
Snow!
Desert quiet
Golan in spring flowers
Tzedakah, tzedakah, tzedakah
Zmirot at the table
Roses and lemons in winter
Chametz fires, warming up for Lag b’omer
“Chag Sameach” from strangers at 2 am on Shavuot
Pardes took care of me.
I walk in the sun of learning
With greater devotion, deeper commitment, and new friends.
Thank you teachers, friends, family and the One.