Today was Yom Kippur… And I was down in Boston. I haven’t gone to service in many years before tonight but I decided to go again today… It was Call mean to be surrounded by strangers but momentarily touching a tradition I’ve had for 50 years.

That was reform service it was mostly in Hebrew. It was nice letting this strange words and music roll over me. I was surprised and pleased to hear that my Hebrew… though a little rusty… Still came through.

I spent a couple hours there just reading through the text and singing along… My metaphysics don’t match what I was saying so much but the process of going through and self assessing for the past year… Things I could’ve done better… Things I should not have done .. that was useful as always.

One thing I love about that language is it simplicity and predictability. Many of the prayers are written as acrostics… That means either the first letter or sometimes strangely the second letter spells out the Hebrew alphabet. It’s like a secret code… One examples is the ashamnu.. It’s a listing of all the possible things you might have done wrong in the past year… You actually are supposed to thump your chest with every word… That’s kind ofFun and dramatic… Notice reading from upper right to lower left as we do you’ll see the words are begin with the first letter of the Hebrew alphabet… Aleph, bet, gimmel

Kind of a cool code…

Just like life

Shanna Tova everyone

Niteall, nite sam

-me