Clearly this wasn't the synagogue for me, which was unexpectedly upsetting. Even though I had already decided that communities were useless, since my prior experiences in them never had happy endings, I was secretly looking forward to fitting in somewhere. This place would have been convenient.
My friend M. wasn't about to let me give up me. Come to my synagogue, he said. It's fun, really. Judaism Heavy and Avant Garde, with all the neo-retro shuckling, wasn't my speed, but his version seemed too Lite. I still only knew the serious kind, where rabbis yelled and scowled and congregants, except those with a lot of money, sat in the back row and felt guilty. I had a difficult time imagining that M.'s synagogue was entirely kosher.
2 comments:
Thank you so much! Yes, she's great--heard her once at a service, although I haven't (yet) heard any of her CDs.
--aa.
Your background sounds so interesting... I'm sorry there isn't a Jewish community close by, but there certainly are many options online to learn and meet others with the same interests and questions. I look forward to reading your blog, too--and thank you again for reading mine.
--aa.
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