6:34 pm
June 8, 2011


WHEN LOOKING FOR SHAVOS

Wear the outfit I wore yesterday when
I went to the San Diego City Council.
It was a marvelous life shifting experience
filling me with all kinds of hope and good feelings
for building community in my own neighborhood.

I stayed in today until I finished some
jobs that were mundane.
Made a deposit. Paid the rent
before the deadline.

OVERWHELMING DETAILS

Overwhelming details this morning.
Sheapared Richard Darby
who came over to help install a regulator.
The part did not fit so he took an extra
trip to the Home Depot to get another
line that would make it work.

He completed that and now we are ready
to install new parts on the Nikken Filter.

There was one more part that I hoped to install
but it was the wrong size.

I laid these distractions aside,
and wrote some letters by hand that were important
to my dad, to my stepmother--at his request--
and to .....for her birthday.

It felt really good to take the time to do this.

Went to the banks and was still filled with good energy.

Mailed in the form again to get a funding that has been
O.Ked. I did not sing the W-9, and had to do this again
but this was a good day to complete this.

I better complete with letting them know....
Then I napped a bit....
Like all the reliigious Orthodox people who
stayed up all night on this very special time
when the Ten Commandments are given.

I had in mind, and felt I had the strength,
to connect with the local jewish people.

I filled my basket with some fresh berries
from the Farmers' Market and filled an old little box
with herbs from the rain forest.

When I went to the orthodox synagogue the door
was open but no one was there.

This was a very trusting gesture that
they left the door open.

I read the flyer and bulletins that were
posted.

The events that were all through the night
sounded so rich. I felt I really missed something.

I wish I could have been there.
What was I doing?

Yesterday was a full, full day.

I did so good with what I took on,
and getting up during the night to take this
on--the prayer session that lasted until 5 am
would have been too much.

I am still tired now from the hard work
I did yesterday and the days before.

I so wanted and want to connect to a real person,
hold his hand maybe, sit next to him.

Do I dare take one more journey in a while back
to my past barbed place, my orthodox roots to
reclam my future?'

Do I have it in me to go back again
after being the only one int he synagogue
on Shavuot?

6:49 pm
June 8, 2011



 

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