Succumbing to the smoothest of fingers, I die. A little death, a divine death, releasing just enough of me into the plain where souls meet and dance, leaving just enough of me to remember that in order to live again everything must die.
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La Petite Mort
Posted in Death/Loss/Grief, Fathers, Mortality, Sexuality, Spirituality on July 4, 2015 | 1 Comment »
Transliteration
Posted in Death/Loss/Grief, Fantasies, Fathers, Lust, Meditation, Prayer, Religion, Writing on February 18, 2015 | 1 Comment »
When a Jewish parent dies, the surviving adult child is obligated to recite the Kaddish, the Mourner’s Prayer that never mentions death, twice a day for 11 months. Prayer books print three versions: the Hebrew, the transliteration of the Hebrew, and a translation into the reader’s primary language, such as English or Spanish. Yitgadal […]
Forbidden
Posted in Adam and Eve, Daughters, Death/Loss/Grief, Dreams, Fathers, Love, Religion on January 19, 2015 | Leave a Comment »
I I wonder about the conversations between Adam and Eve. Adam didn’t exactly come home after a long day and tell Eve all about the petty little aggressions at work. Eve didn’t meet Adam at the garden’s gate with stories of how the kids got on her nerves; she conceived her first child after […]
It took a long time, Dad, but I’m ready
Posted in Aging, Daughters, Death/Loss/Grief, Fathers on January 8, 2015 | 3 Comments »
Defying medical theories and scientific predictions, my father made it to his 80th birthday. His body reached a perfect trifecta of failure – heart, kidneys and lungs hung on by a delicate balance of medications and dialysis. One of his legs was numb for years, his spine was curved, one eye perpetually drooped from the […]