For whom does she speak?
I was going to post this with commentary. I think for now I will just let it speak for itself.
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Reflections on My High Holy Days Experiences in Israel
(Picture note: A view from the Blaustein Hall where HUC's High Holy Days services take place. Post note: The post below comes from a journal entry for my Liturgy class, but I felt the concepts important enough to share with a wider audience.) For all the possible directions this reflection could go, I am forced after these holidays to return over and over to the principle of not being a burden to the community. I assume that the memory that will live the longest with most of us that attended HUC’s Yom Kippur Day services will be that of the congregant that required medical care during the service. Certainly the sight of her face growing taut and corpselike and her eyes rolling back in her head remain in my waking memories as well as my nightmares. Those of us in the choir that had the most direct view thought that her second incident was a sure precursor to death. I don’t say this to be dramatic. I have worked in the medical industry for over a decade including a...