Song of Peace
Did you ever notice themes in your life where everything just seems so interconnected? I recently had one of those “theme experiences” during the week of Thanksgiving.
I suppose it began when I presented a workshop the weekend before the holiday that included using a laughter activity to ascend to the higher realms. Rabbi David was an integral part of it and definitely had us all laughing!
It was now Wednesday morning and I was still flying on Wings of Joy not only from the workshop and feedback I was still receiving but from the Joy of setting my Thanksgiving table. Yes, if you know me you are probably smiling and maybe even laughing! I just Love to set beautiful tables!
I am even sort of quasi famous on facebook for my tablescapes. Well at least with my fb friends! But even people whom I meet for the first time will often comment how much they enjoy seeing the settings.
So here I was that morning happily engaged in creating my tablescape. I was quite enamored with the new Pilgrim salt and pepper shakers I placed on the table. They were a gift from my 5 year old piano student, Cody, so they were even more special! I just loved how happy the Pilgrims looked. And they just fit so perfectly in the design of the table.
That afternoon I met with a new client for a healing session. I was technically already on vacation but even though I didn’t know what his issue was I didn’t want him to wait until after the holiday weekend.
Normally I wouldn’t share what happens in a session but in this case it is needed to see the entire picture. As soon as we began I was shown a very stern woman with her hair pulled back in a tight bun. She was wearing an old fashioned kind of apron somewhat similar to the one on my Pilgrim shaker! The man then told me that he grew up in a state where the Puritans settled and was surrounded by that culture.
I easily found the energy blockage he was carrying from the time he was six years old and wasn’t allowed to laugh. As it was released the man began laughing. He laughed and laughed and laughed! I supposed he was making up for all the years he never laughed. He was certainly a changed man at the end of the session.
Right afterwards I googled Puritans. Although I knew the Pilgrims were originally part of the Puritans before they separated from the Church of England to travel to America, I didn’t remember too much of their history. I discovered that yes, Puritans were extremely strict and frowned on laughter and frivolity. Happiness was only derived from serving G-d in their way.
So what are the chances that the man’s session would revolve around laughter and the Puritan culture at the same time I was focused on laughter from the workshop and the Pilgrims with their Puritan connection?
As we all sat around my Thanksgiving table where there was definitely much laughter I wondered what it would be like to grow up without laughter. It just brings so much Joy! And the more of that, the better!
I checked in with the man the next day and he told me he was still in a state of Elevated Joy! As I put the Pilgrim salt and pepper shakers I told them, “I love that description!” Their eyes seemed to twinkle in agreement!
As we begin this new year of 2022 may we all Laugh, Love and be filled with Elevated Joy!
Happy New Year!
Cantor Lee and Rabbi David
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Light Display Front Entrance Boca Winds
It was in 2015 that my husband who is a rabbi decided he wanted to do a mitzvah (a good deed) and volunteered to put up the Christmas Lights at the entrance of our neighborhood. With being a novice at displaying lights he was quite proud of the result!!
And so began the yearly tradition of the rabbi of the neighborhood putting up the Christmas Lights for Heritage Square! By the third year he began getting helpers and each year the display improved. With even more volunteers coming forward this year the display is spectacular! But its true radiance is from everyone coming together, of the honoring of all ideas with kindness and consideration.
Heritage Square Lights
There is something so magical in seeing the lights everywhere! Perhaps it is the reminder of who we really all are at the core, Infinite Beings of Light here to create a world where we all honor and care for each other. And just like the holiday lights, this radiance can manifest in so many beautiful ways.
Especially in these days it seems we all crave this reminder. When there was an issue this year with the company hired to put the lights up at the entrance of our development, Boca Winds, there was an outcry from all the neighborhoods. We had to have the lights!
There didn’t seem to be a solution until two volunteers from our neighborhood with the resources as an electrician and landscape designer stepped forward. The Light Displays have never been so beautiful! For their radiance not only includes the absolute Love Daniel and Chris have put into their creations at our two entrances but the outpouring of gratitude from everyone.
Daniel Caner & Christopher Gurr Back Entrance Boca Winds
The very same day that Daniel and Chris volunteered, Dec. 7th, my neighbor, Gina, captured this picture over our neighborhood. I knew it was a message that the angels were adding their radiance to the Lights as well!
Angel over Heritage Square and Boca Winds
When Rabbi David as a member of the homeowners board thanked Daniel and Chris they replied, “Thank you for letting us do this.” How blessed are we to live in our community with our very own angels!
However you celebrate, Happy Holidays to all! May we all manifest the Light of who we truly are in the upcoming New Year!
Rabbi David’s grandson knows who we really are!
Rabbi David has certainly been letting his humorous side come out to play lately! This time he was transformed into Rabbi Spock. Yes, Spock from Star Trek! Of course this doesn't come as a surprise to anyone remembers him as the Pink Panther during our annual Chanukah Latke Man plays and all the other roles throughout the years. He always had us laughing!
Well, that’s what I needed him to do this time as well! I was going to be presenting a workshop at a Council of Love gathering, an organization I have been connected to since 2013 when I attended an energy healing workshop.
With my goal to teach spiritual concepts and tools in an experiential and fun way, I came up with the idea to have us all go on a spaceship to travel beyond the horizon and receive spiritual gifts. We would need Joyfuel consisting of golden bubbles to have the spaceship lift off. (Joy brings us up into higher frequencies)
The glitch was we would need to produce laughter from the raw bubbles to create the golden bubbles. Well as you can imagine this assignment was right up Rabbi David's alley! With his transformation into Rabbi Spock he certainly had everyone laughing!
There is a beautiful teaching from Rebbe Nachman of Breslov who lived in the 18th century: It is a great mitzvah to be happy always. Strengthen yourself to push aside all depression and sadness. Everyone has lots of problems and the nature of man is to be attracted to sadness. To escape these difficulties, constantly bring joy into your life—even if you have to resort to silliness (Likutey Moharan II, 24).
As we get ready to celebrate Thanksgiving may we all we find much Joy in the many blessings for which we are grateful. And with Chanukah following three days later may this Joy increase the Light we the Jewish people along with ALL people have been asked to bring into our world.
Happy Thanksgiving and Happy Chanukah!
Love, Cantor Lee and Rabbi David
Here Rabbi Spock drinks raw bubbles to produce laughter. He just loved showing off his Vulcan ears!
Yes, even a Vulcan can laugh!
We did it! Enough Golden Bubbles to make Joyfuel!
Thank you Rabbi Spock aka Rabbi David!!
For those of you who don't know yet, being a grandparent is a great joy and honor. But the responsibility, I will have you know is enormous and it's not suited for the faint of heart.
It begins when you are officially notified that your daughter or daughter-in-law is pregnant - Mazel Tov!
After feeling the vibes of happiness/ecstasy for awhile (or a long while) it’s time to get to work- no time to waste.
First thing on the agenda is coming up with the exact title you are to be referred to by the little one who was just created. So you thought this is easy? Think again. Cantor Lee for example was agonizing with the issue for many months. She went through any possible two syllable combinations in seventy two languages and then with some strange combinations of her own - no deal.
So I came to her with help suggesting “Babushka” or even “Baba” That's when I learned it's not such a good idea to give such suggestions to my wife when she is struggling with such earth shattering matters.
While I didn't fare any better, my repertoire of possible names was somewhat less inclusive. “Grandpa”? Na, it's so Passe. "Zaide?" What? Now I really cross the Israeli line of pride and decency. If I give myself a Yiddish title, my Dad, may he rest in peace, would roll over in his grave. Only a Hebrew name would do. “Zaide” was not even in the running.
What finally got the nomination was the natural choice which would honor any Israeli grandfather. “Saba”- grandfather in Hebrew it would be.
Owen, my now three year old grandson, learned quite quickly that “Saba David”, the final canonized version of my title - is a very worthwhile item to commit to memory and invoke as often as possible. His cousin Skyler, my 16 month old was not too far behind in this realization.
You see, human babies are born with a specific DNA implant sequence which determines the golden grandparent rules. These include: Saba will never say no to you. Saba will get you any toy you want. He will do anything for you and will be ready to play on a second’s notice including roll on the carpet, become a cat, a dog, a lion, a car, a monkey (yes- a monkey) - whatever the play of the moment is. Oh, yes, arthritis or any old back, neck, shoulder injuries are absolutely no excuse to wiggle yourself out of your playing duty.
If the interaction is through facetime then be ready at 6 o'clock am or for that matter, at any time of night or day to answer the call, ready to go armed with books about dump trucks, garbage trucks, baby animals, Grover, Elmo, back/front hoe loaders, birds that talk to frogs, a bunny rabbit and his loyal friend the worm … and the bit goes on.
Then of course your duties also include singing good old Sesame Street songs all adapted to more modern versions. This includes that lovely song about the big blue thing that no doubt has a severe case of diabetes after eating cookies for more than 60 years or the song about that nice fellow who lives in a garbage can.
Next is showing what I eat and how I make my food, naming all the different food parts. Repeat the same when the second baby calls. This, according to my daughter, is an important campaign to enrich the baby’s vocabulary.
Then there is a special grandfather duty assigned especially to me. That duty is classified under “Languages.” Namely Hebrew. You see, my daughter Rachel will never ever forgive me for not speaking Hebrew to her as a child. She cast a blemish and a scar on my soul for eternity.
However when Skyler was born and in a moment of father/daughter love she agreed to offer me a chance for redemption if Skyler would be able to speak Hebrew to me. So who in the world would pass up such an opportunity for spiritual redemption?!
So here I am, Saba David, engaging baby Skyler with Hebrew words. Redemption does not come easy.... Any suggestions?
This concludes my Saba 101 presentation.
Rabbi David aka Saba David
Here is Saba David in the garden with his helpers!
Bye All! Off to the park to play with my Saba David!!
As I began telling the story I could see the smiles and nodding of heads. The children already knew this story as I have told it to them throughout the years. Some of the older teens were even there that night when Oreo Cookie needed their help.
I also shared the story the previous evening during the Kol Nidrei service. But I was telling it again hoping it would help all of us understand how powerful our prayers can be. This was the very lesson Oreo Cookie taught me eleven years ago…..
That particular afternoon my sister, Susan, didn't come into our Hebrew School to teach. She needed to stay home with Oreo who had an emergency operation a week earlier. I still remember the look that passed between us as I dropped him off at her house. We were preparing ourselves.
But we both had a glimmer of hope. The Hebrew School children would be praying for him. They had learned from the time they were in kindergarten how to connect to their Divine Light. How to send it as a way to pray and bring healing. Every week they would decide where they were going to send their Light.
The children were of course thrilled to be able to help Oreo Cookie whom they all knew and loved. And they believed they could.
It was 7:10 p.m. when the children sent their Light to Oreo. Exactly ten minutes later at 7:20 p.m. for the first time he perked up his head, took a drink, wagged his tail and ate some food. He went on to recover, living another five years. A few weeks later he went into the school to thank everyone. I still remember how he went up and down the aisles having a leg licking feast!
As I finished the story I asked everyone to please once again come together in our hearts to not only send healing to everyone we were praying for but especially to MaryEllen, one of our congregants, a mother of two teenagers, who was in the hospital struggling with the variant.
I shared that already from the healing prayers we sent out the evening before there was a huge shift. Her oxygen levels were able to be lowered for the entire night!
Of course you want to know how MaryEllen has fared. The end of the story or perhaps I should say the beginning is that although it was not an easy road, MaryEllen became stronger each day and was able to be released from the hospital four days after Yom Kippur. She is continuing to heal and get stronger each day.
When I first learned of the situation I immediately put the whole family on our daily MiSheberach list. In asking others to pray I knew the prayers needed to be absolutely pure with only the highest vibrational energies surrounding her. That meant keeping COVID related fears out of the equation.
I was directed to put a Bubble of Light around her. It would only let Love in but at the same time transmute any lower fears that were bound to be stirred up.
I knew it wasn’t an accident that MaryEllen would still be in the hospital during Yom Kippur. Not only would we all be able to come together in a powerful group prayer- Oreo Cookie’s lesson- but with this same power on this most sacred day we would also be working on healing the divisiveness that is so prevalent in our world.
Maybe one day we will look back and understand that healing this divisiveness was one of the main lessons of COVID-19. But what if we could just decide to learn it right now. That would really be an amazing lesson, wouldn’t it!!
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We buried him on 9-11. He had died just two days earlier. It was later that I understood that he was helping the souls who had to pass over that day.
Sean, my neighbor down the street, was only 16 when he died after a heroic battle with cancer. His family belonged to Shirat Shalom which was only a few years old at that time.
I often talked to his mother afterwards of the lessons I learned from Sean. I guess the main one was that when G-d calls I need to listen. When a month before Sean died I was told to form a healing circle with the neighbors, I argued about this. My neighbors were of all different faiths! How was I supposed to do that! Knock on doors? I only knew how to do Jewish healing circles! This was also twenty years ago when people weren’t as open as they are now.
Of course I had no peace until I took action. The opportunity came the next day when a neighbor down the street stopped to talk to me. She was a devout Christian and loved the idea!
So we began our prayer circle at her house which was right across the street from Sean's family. Each night as we would gather the circle became larger. We were of all faiths, Jewish, Christian, Hindu, Native American. As his many friends began joining us people just seemed to come out of the woodwork. We all celebrated as Sean began to improve!
But then as that changed I understood the purpose of the circle. It was to help the family and all who loved him accept that this was Sean’s time. Sean already knew. He understood the healing circle was really for all of us.
His funeral was in the afternoon of that fateful day of 9-11. We wondered if everyone would still come but the chapel was overflowing with people spreading into the halls and outside. We were all there for Sean and the family but also for ourselves in response to the news. We didn’t have the full picture of what happened and were in shock still. We weren’t allowed to release the balloons at the internment due to security. This may be seen as another attack!
My father had called me that morning. Turn on the TV! My first reaction was to go and get my daughter from school. Many parents did. My son was already in college. I wanted to bring him home too but talking to him had to suffice.
I would often feel Sean’s presence over the next few years, especially during healing circles. I would watch in amazement how there would be profound shifts in people who were grieving loved ones. And yes, his mother and I understood as we would talk how powerful he really was. We both knew without a doubt that he was there that day of 9-11 and beyond helping souls cross over.
Throughout the years the children have asked why his name is on the Torah cover. I explain this is in memory of Sean. Then I tell them his story, just as I have told you.....
Sean's mother always tells me how the pictures of the children holding the Torah with "Sean" so close to their hearts brings her such comfort and joy! It brings me Joy too!
An Equal Opportunity Menace by Rabbi David Degani
That dreadful feared virus which has been reeking havoc throughout the world has become a menacing threat with no end in sight. There is no country in the world which has not felt its wrath.
We as a congregation have been affected. Some of our members have have been infected with COVID-19. My own family was not spared from it either. It’s no fun.
Who needs wars? Who needs enemies? Who needs mega natural disasters, tsunamis, earthquakes?
Don’t get me wrong, Mother Nature is not giving us a break. Hurricane Ida punished Louisiana with major flooding and misery as far north as New Jersey and New York.
We are already counting more than 3 million COVID victims who lost their lives worldwide. Here in the US the number is in the hundreds of thousands and keeps rising.
We human beings are considered to be the crown jewel of G-D’s creation. We are smart, sophisticated. We know how to overcome challenges. We make, we research, we invent. It only took us a year or so to manage to develop several vaccines for a complex virus like COVID-19.
We thought we nipped it in the bud. We thought we humans now have the ultimate answer to overcome this dreadful pandemic. We thought we won. Get vaccinated and you are completely safe. Man made or not, this nasty virus was not going to get the best of us, we, the most sophisticated creatures in the known universe!
Well, so far this tiny virus seems to fight back pretty effectively. There is a Famous Yiddish saying: Man plans and G-D laughs.
We produced a vaccine to fight it and Mr. Covid 19 laughed and morphed itself. Enter Mr. Variant.
So... according to the CDC, if you are vaccinated, you are still susceptible to the variant, you can still get sick but hopefully it will be an easier ride, Unless G-D forbid one has some underlying serious medical condition.
Does anyone find this assessment comforting?
Well then, how long are we protected by the vaccine? No one really knows. Three months? Six months? A Year?
So, now we have booster shots for the rescue. They are good for how long? Maybe once a year. No big deal, like a flu shot. One little booster shot and you are good. They are already doing this in Israel where the COVID infection was a major problem.
But will that be enough? Will we eventually develop natural individual immunity or maybe, as the terms goes, herd immunity?
Who said ignorance is bliss?!!
As a dear friend who is a doctor and one of our Shirat Shalom members told me, when scientists and researchers are looking for answers they sometimes miscalculate and misinterpret data. As hypotheses and conclusions are adjusted and reassessed, recommendations to the public changes as research continues.
This is just the nature of science trying to grapple with a new disease.
Unfortunately, in the last year and a half we have experienced bitter disagreements, even ping pong accusations among scientists and politicians on the right course of action and policies, pulling all of us in so many directions.
And this only makes finding solutions that much harder.
No doubt, the vaccine with all its unknowns has saved thousands of lives. So, should we respect peoples’ refusal to vaccinate?
Should we make people vaccinate against their will for the safety of the community? And what about face masks?
Solving these issues becomes more complex than first meets the eye. Is it a serious public safety issue pinned against the sacred American principle of individual freedom?
The delta variant as it is called is very contagious. While most young and reasonably healthy people recover relatively fast, for people with more serious health issues COVID-19 can be life threatening.
Do we know for sure how to prevent COVID’s transmission? Are we sure about the efficiency of a piece of cloth which covers our mouth to prevent spreading of the virus? Especially when the eyes are not covered?
All we hear are scientists and doctors in disagreement about the exact way this virus behaves. All this pulls us in different directions instead of uniting us in this fight.
But what is the meaning of all this? Why do people have to suffer from such a pandemic? And why now?
We Jewish people are always looking for reasons for things. We try to understand our universe, make sense of it. Living in an uncertain world, it helps us understand the world around us a little better.
Maybe this pandemic with all of the suffering is a mirror of sorts. It is a mirror which allows us to look at ourselves through this chaos.
Mirror mirror on the wall, do we have the courage and the honesty to look at ourselves and examine the way we are reacting under such a serious virus threat? To see how fragmented we are in our own country?
These debates turn into animosity between opposing opinions. It's a ping pong of claims and counterclaims turning disagreements into discontent. It drives a wedge between people.
How did the virus start? Who is responsible for it? Who should be punished? Why support such sensitive virus research in a foe like China? Is the vaccine an adequate answer? Is it effective? Should we wear masks? Should children wear masks? Should they wear them in school? And on and on and on and on….
These arguments only serve to move us away from the target, from finding a real solution. For everyone’s sake we need to find ways to compromise. Fighting together is much better than being pulled into all sorts of ideological directions. We need to look beyond our differences. A unified front is the best front.
This is the only way we will win against this dreadful menace.
We are all in the same boat. The Corona Virus does not care about our political affiliation, our gender or race, rich or not so rich. This is an equal opportunity menace.
Maybe the lesson here is that we human beings are more vulnerable than we thought. Under pressure and challenges we seem to have difficulties overcoming mistrust and cooperating with each other for the common good.
There is a certain level of maturity to be true to ourselves yet flexible enough to listen and consider other possibilities. We all need to get there.
COVID-19 reminds us that we are all human inhabitants of the same wonderful planet. We all have the same aspirations and challenges as we interact with each other. We all share a common density in ways we did not realize before.
And finally we have learned that in our future world, medical challenges, working together is not a luxury. It’s a necessity. And maybe this seed of realization has been planted within us in the last year and a half. I will pray that it is so.
May this year of Tav Shin Pay Bet, 5782, be a better, sweeter, healthier and happier year than the last one.
May it be so.
Cantor Lee begins: When Gabriel finished his story I kept on saying, “But he was just a boy! A Baby! Only eleven years old when he left Romania to go to Palestine all by himself! He had no mother, no father, no one to take of him!
Rabbi David continues: Gabriel, one of our Israeli congregants, called and asked if he could meet to talk about his close friend who passed away a year and a half ago. We met a few days later...
The amazing story I heard is the story of a lone young child from Romania who started a new life in Israel and rose to become one of the most admired names among the Israeli air force pilots.
It is the story of the state of Israel, a country which in a few short decades rose to become a world powerhouse economically, militarily and scientifically from the crematoria of Europe and from the suffering and humiliation of the Jews in the Middle East.
It is the story of Jewish People as they survived against all evil odds.
It is a story of the unbroken Jewish spirit....
Levy Zur was born and raised in Romania. His mother died when he was just a few years old. In 1947 when the war was over, Levy, now 11 years old was forced to leave his home and fend for himself in the chaos of post war Europe.
Somehow he managed to contact the Jewish agency representative in Romania who was looking for Jewish war orphans in order to bring them to pre-Israel Palestine.
Levy managed to join a group of orphans who were put on a dingy small cattle boat with hardly any human accommodations and very limited food and water. The boat was caught by a British frigate and the passengers who were mostly Holocaust survivors, were taken to a prisoner camp in Cypress. In 1947 shortly before the British left Palestine they released all the prisoners, including young Levy. Arriving in Palestine all by himself as an unattended child, he was sent to a kibbutz.
At first, life was challenging for the young boy with no family in a strange new world and a strange language he didn’t understand. Slowly, in the following few years, he adjusted and began to thrive. At 18 years old he was drafted into the Israeli Defense Force and was accepted into the most challenging training in the IDF, a pilot training school.
Levy was no stranger to challenges. He knew what it would take to successfully finish this extremely strict and uncompromising training. Being in the country for five years only he had to compete with native Israelis. But his hard work paid off. He finished number one in his class and was sent to be trained on the most advanced fighter planes Israel had in the early 50’s. Soon he became known as an excellent fighter pilot and was sent on the most dangerous flying missions.
As he was climbing in rank, he became the commander of some of the most prestigious fighter squadrons. The lone child from Romania, a stranger to Israeli life and language became an important protector of the state of Israel.
Levy flew missions in the 1956 war with Egypt and was one of the architects of the 1967 total destruction of the Egyptian, Jordanian and Syrian air forces by the Israeli air force.
Lieutenant General Levy Zur served in key positions in the Israeli air force including commanding the now world renown Israeli military pilot training school as well as the Israeli air force attache in South America.
Upon retiring from active duty Levy started a highly successful business importing medical devices to Israel. He eventually moved to the US and ran his business from Boca Raton.
Levy passed away at the age of 81 after a heroic battle with lung cancer.
I am truly honored to share the story of Levy Zur. Especially now as we enter the High Holy Days still continuing to face uncertainty in our world, may Levy’s memory be an inspiration and blessing for all of us.
The complexity of the human body is mind boggling. In addition to the countless chemical reactions that are constantly taking place and the amazing amount of neuron activities throughout the body is beyond imagination. Our brain is an organ whose true capabilities we are only beginning to explore.
Judaism of course recognizes the uniqueness and capabilities of each human being. In the Amidah’s “Gevurot “ prayer we bless G-D for not only creating life on our planet but also our ability to perpetuate it as long as our basic needs are met. We also bless G-D for giving our body the ability to repair itself or in extreme cases, making its utmost effort to do so.
I have always looked with amazement at the reaction of our Hebrew School and B’nai Mitzvah students when Cantor Lee and I train them to read blindfolded for the purpose of not only making Hebrew reading easier but to increase their intuition, their connection to their Divine Light which G-D has put inside each one of us.
Most of the students do not think there is anything special about what they were doing. They literally take their seemingly unbelievable ability for granted as if this is just normal.
This led me to believe that our brain has some unexplored, unused innate capabilities which are naturally understood and accepted by our children. Perhaps these capabilities while still existing have faded with evolution.
A recent movie, “SuperHuman: The Invisible Made Visible” shows the experiences of individuals with extra-sensory powers that seem to defy the laws of physics. Although Cantor Lee and I haven’t seen the actual movie, we find it rather humorous that we keep getting asked if our students are in it! It seems there is a segment with children reading blindfolded.
But despite the fact that these “Super Human” abilities are actually innate within all of us and just need to be accessed and developed there is the other side of such gifts endowed by our Creator. Along with our brain’s amazing abilities there are also our human vulnerabilities.
Whenever I talk to families whose loved ones are suffering from a serious life threatening disease or a victim of a serious accident, I am reminded of just how fragile and unpredictable life can be, and how abruptly it can change or even end.
We can’t predict our future. We simply don’t know what is in store for us tomorrow, next week or next month. We can plan but G-D, as the Yiddish proverb goes, has the last laugh!
That is why Judaism encourages us to always be in a state of gratitude for the uniqueness of life on earth in general and as human creatures in particular but also because of the countless spiritual and mental possibilities which we all possess.
This awareness will serve us well as we approach the High Holy Days with hope for a better, healthier and happier New Year not only for the Jewish people but for all inhabitants of our amazing world.
Whenever I think about it, I am just always in awe that a "Song of Peace" has been leading us all along....
I guess it officially began during the gathering at my sister’s home during the late spring of 1999. Our chavurah (small gathering of friends) had been meeting monthly since October and this particular month there were about 30 of us present. Some of us were members of synagogues and some had no affiliation. The question was raised whether we should have High Holy Day Services together. Everyone enthusiastically said yes!
Well, that meant we would need a name for our chavurah! We had quite a lively discussion but couldn’t come up with one that felt right. We only knew we wanted it to express singing and peace.
Later that week I shared our dilemma with a rabbinic colleague. She excitedly called me back a few days later, “I have the name! Ruach Hakodesh brought it to me!” (Ruach Hakodesh translates from Hebrew as "the Holy Spirit.”)
And so we officially became Shirat Shalom, Song of Peace. We all loved our name!
Three years later it was now my turn to receive a message from Ruach Hakodesh. We certainly had grown by then and had become a flourishing congregation. I guess G-d thought it was time for a tagline.
“It is through our children that a Song of Peace will be sung throughout the world.”
We all loved this as well! After all, our focus was on raising children with the spiritual values of Judaism which we called Judaism of the Heart. These children would be equipped to change the world. And that would include radiating out Peace into the world, one of the sacred responsibilities of the Jewish people.
Approximately seven years ago, Ruach Hakodesh brought another message. Change the wording to the present tense. “It is through our children that a ‘Song of Peace’ is being sung throughout the world.”
I really didn’t understand the deeper meaning of our updated tagline until we incorporated our blindfold work into our education program to help children more easily learn Hebrew. The meditative focusing techniques were doing so much more than improving Hebrew reading. Children were becoming kinder, more compassionate and peaceful. And this was deeply affecting others on the energetic levels. And so the Infinite Child Institute was born.
We have always had a saying in Shirat Shalom that it leads and we follow. We are doing the same with the Infinite Child as we continue to go deeper with our program empowering children of all cultures and religions.
And yes, along the way there are so many amazing things that happen including academic improvement and children utilizing their Inner Light Vision to see and read blindfolded. Even the movie, Super Human, includes a segment on this “super” ability.
But for Rabbi David and me the true Super Human is one who is loving, compassionate and kind, who radiates out Joy and Peace. For this is how we will transform our world.
On the outside it doesn’t seem that there is much progress towards our dream and yours - a world of Peace and Love. But I see things differently.
For I hear the ‘Song of Peace’ that not only our Shirat Shalom children are singing but the children in our Infinite Child program are singing as well. And all the other children that are joining in with their songs as well.
On Aug. 20 - 22, we will be holding a workshop for parents, teachers and interested adults to learn the beginning methods and spiritual techniques to assist children in utilizing their Inner Light Vision and letting it develop into their Infinite Light Vision!
I so hope you will join us and also spread the word!
Infinite Child Training Workshop
Connection to Healing
Phone: 561.488.8079 P.O. Box 971142, Boca Raton, FL, 33497-1142