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What are your Jewish goals?

Miranda Lapides
Miranda Lapides
September 15, 2023

Originally published on The Shabbat Drop by Miranda Lapides on September 15, 2023.

This week’s newsletter is in memory of 32-year-old Emma Ingual, a Jewish aid worker who died in Ukraine this week after her vehicle was hit by a Russian shell. Emma, originally from Spain, was the granddaughter of a Holocaust survivor and co-founded the organization Road to Relief last year to provide humanitarian aid to villages close to the front lines. May her memory be a blessing and may this senseless war come to an end.

Emma Igual.


First, mazel tov to Mark from Harlem Moishe House on your winning kugel. I hope you enjoy it!

Now… it’s crazy to think that two years ago I had a panic attack on the Subway because I didn’t have any Rosh Hashanah plans right when it was becoming important to me to have them.

And look at me now! I’m writing a Jewish newsletter about my Rosh Hashanah plans which include a Shabbat dinner with friends and family, services, a local synagogue happy hour (because heck yes free appletinis), and a Jewish Brooklyn meditation and Tashlich. It’s not casting my sins away into the Pacific Ocean in Big Sur last year, but it will do. What are your plans this year? I’d love to hear about them in the comments!

I have a lot of goals for 5784, mostly related to this newsletter which include hosting more events like my upcoming book club. I also want to give MJE Wednesday night classes a try again or continue my Jewish learning in some way. I want to strengthen my Jewish meditation practice (more on this soon!). I also want to finish reading Jewish Literacy by Rabbi Joseph Telushkin. What are your Jewish goals for the new year? (I have a few questions in this post as you can tell.)

My last question for you: Do you 10q?

Reboot runs this cool sitewhich is a free digital vault of personal reflection questions around self-development. It opens up every year around the High Holidays and asks you a question each day for 10 days, and you can look back on your answers from previous years as a great way to mark your progress. I’ve been filling it out since 2019 and always forget my answers from the previous year. I highly encourage you to fill it out.

I love Rosh Hashanah because it’s part celebratory, part introspection. If the holiday were a human in my mind, she’d be wearing a cocktail dress holding a spiked cider in one hand and a journal in the other, reflecting on her hopes and dreams, on dying (like Barbie during that dance scene), and how she can be a better person. Sounds like an interesting person! Which reminds me of a quote I recently heard at work:

Judaism is striving to become a better version of yourself.

And lastly, a poem.

The air is finally starting to cool here in New York, but I found this poem on a hot day earlier this week when I was craving chilled autumnal weather and looking for poetic inspiration. I love this poem because it ties nature to personal introspection, using the changing of seasons as a metaphor for the changing of one’s spiritual state. I hope it carries you into the new year and into pumpkin spice lattes. Shanah tovah u’metukah!

The Late Year By Marge Piercy

I like Rosh Hashonah late, when the leaves are half burnt umber and scarlet, when sunset marks the horizon with slow fire and the black silhouettes of migrating birds perch on the wires davening.

I like Rosh Hashonah late when all living are counting their days toward death or sleep or the putting by of what will sustain them— when the cold whose tendrils translucent as a jellyfish

and with a hidden sting just brush our faces at twilight. The threat of frost, a premonition a warning, a whisper whose words we cannot yet decipher but will.

I repent better in the waning season when the blood runs swiftly and all creatures look keenly about them for quickening danger. Then I study the rockface of my life, its granite pitted

and pocked and pickaxed eroded, discolored by sun and wind and rain— my rock emerging from the veil of greenery to be mapped, to be examined, to be judged.

Found on https://pickmeuppoetry.org/the-late-year-by-marge-piercy-2/

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