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The part that caught my attention during the kriah* this Shabbat (parshat Ki Teitzei) was about yibum (aka levirate marriage) (Devarim/Deuteronomy 25:5-25:10). These days, it's definitely possible for there not to be a relevant brother, which would mean the situation would be irrelevant. And now that I reread the verses, technically it only applies if the brothers live together (though that part seems not to be much paid attention to, I guess 'just to be on the safe side').

Anyway. The real part that hit me is that it's about making sure there's a child so the dead husband's name is not lost in Israel. There is nothing about the wife's name possibly being lost. There is no parallel gender-reversed situation. Women aren't part of history in that way, or not quite independent adults. Yet another place where I'm now thrown out of the (not-really-narrative) text, one that hadn't struck me before.

I wish there were more places I felt included in the text, instead of excluded.


* Happy to translate anything someone wants more information about, just let me know.

ETA: no clue why paragraphing is failing on this post, even after having added paragraph breaks in html. ::sigh:: I don't have the energy to figure out another possible solution. ::double sigh::
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Oh, it was about a missing close quotes in an a href tag. Fixed.
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Shavuot starts tonight, and I am (as usual) only partly ready. I haven't thought about the holiday itself so much as the logistics. Hopefully during the (2) days of the festival I'll have a chance to think about the nature of the day.

Shav uot background, and my plans this year )
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i decided to go to a new "satellite" minyan held for the first time this week.

[background: long, long ago, harvard had one ortho minyan for any given service, barring things like shiva minyans (for a mourner, at the house, during the 1st week after burial). then things started changing. there's a women's tefilla group that meets once or twice/month. some guys wanted an earlier mincha on shabbat, right after kiddush. someone decided to have a carlebach davening in someone's home. etc. so this year, the board decided to regularize the situation, having someone on the board to coordinate satellite minyanim, also ensuring they got into the announcements, so everyone could choose whether or not to attend, rather than depending on friend groups to spread the word. so this year there's been a lot more alternatives, with a satellite minyan seeming to happen every 2 weeks, at least. plus someone's starteda weekly kids' service, too.]

this minyan was billed as more inclusive than the usual, while committed to halacha. a woman led kabbalat shabbat, a man led maariv. a man counted the omer [today's the 17th day, 2 weeks and 3 days], and a woman lead the line-by-line saying of a chapter of psalms, thinking of americans serving in afghanistan, israelis called to the army, etc, in the hope of peace.

the davening was excellent. the woman who led kabbalat shabbat had a beautiful voice, also took her time. it was a carlebach style, so much singing, even some dancing (though the room wasn't well set up for that. plus there were many more people than expected.). and the guy leading maariv was great in a completely different way, more traditional, but thoughtful, also great voice. i think i had my first good, focused amidah (silent prayer) in months...

of course, it went rather late (and this on the first "late" shabbat, after the time change. i got to my friends' house around 30 minutes later than i had expected.... to find that their baby was being fussy, so she stayed upstairs calming the baby. later, she fell asleep, so he and i had dinner, having interesting conversations that were completely different topics than what we would've talked about had she been there. a break for some rounds of set, then home.

i tried to sleep in shabbat morning. failed (in that 7 am giving up sort of way, tigerbright!). perhaps it is time to move to the summer bedroom...

i'd made the salmon gefilte fish i'd had in the freezer, tried it for lunch. i'd made it with extra dill and white pepper, and the taste was fine, but the texture was off, somehow, more crumbly or something, in a way i don't care for.

then a fun game afternoon in davis sq, playing 3 new-to-me games, the names of which escape me, except carcassonne. all were fun.

spring is here: the annual reappearance of big ugly black ants has started :-(

i finished the 2nd course of antibiotics... hopefully that will be the last of them!


birds' nests visible
in skeletal tree branches.
soon hidden by spring.

(i had a different version of this friday afternoon as i walked to shul, but somehow i didn't manage to hold onto it completely until after shabbat...)

i wonder what birds' criteria are for trees-to-build-nests-in
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(sparked by entries in Cthulhia's and Tigerbright's journals. recreated after an email from Idjit Boss crashed my machine (Yes, I should've saved the text before trying to open an email. Who knew she'd manage to fit a bomb into a short congratulatory note?).)

I still find not writing on shabbat is the hardest thing. It's the perfect time, with few distractions, the leisure to think about things, pay attention to details, figure out patterns, process the week, in short. And I can definitely see how things like talking to long-distance friends, or enjoying an art show, or driving to hang out with local friends, or playing games involving writing, could be in the spirit of shabbat, though outside the halachic (Jewish legal) framework.

So I think about changing what I do. And yet again I find myself up against some walls.

Some are not related to how I think I should live my life directly at all: if I change what I do, will I still be accepted in the Jewish community I'm currently in? I've changed a lot of my friend groups in the last year or 2 and am not as socially tied to the minyan, but I still want to be a part of it, even if less of my time is spent there (Why I still want to be there is another question, one I'm not sure I can answer with anything better than "because."). Unlike many of the friends I've found since then, the Jewish groups I'm in tend to be rather judgemental.
(It was such a relief finding people who weren't like that, with all the little yardsticks of "frum enough" or "not good enough," ranging from what acceptable hechsherim (kosher marks) are to whether you'll shake hands with a member of the opposite sex to whether you rip toilet paper on shabbat (yes, I'm not kidding.). Actually, somehow all the groups I know that have as part of their self-definition that the members are Jewish seem to have their yardsticks.)
So I want to be a person/run a house (kitchen) that is acceptable to the group. This includes not only the food preparation, but my sabbath observance as well.

Another piece of it is feeling like I'm changing my story. First I wanted to do this, and now, not. I seem to have inherited from my dad a rather stupid tendency to absolutely stick to choices, even if circumstances have changed, or I've changed, or whatever. I see it in him, and hate it. And yet, I seem to do it myself. So I've told myself, and others around me, that I keep shabbat. So darn it, that's what I do. And in some ways it's a lot easier to stick with the status quo: there aren't those awkward moments of someone saying "You can do THAT on shabbat?" And me answering "Well, I'm sort of re-evaluating what I do...." Which is yet again an external sort of disincentive.

If I buy into halacha, feeling that this is how I should lead my life, then I should do it properly (if I can. And I've been managing to do shabbat for years, so I don't have any really good excuses for no longer being able to.) as much as possible. Yes, there are a variety of opinions on some issues. And yes, the Jewish community has tended to swing rather towards more and more conservative (lower case "c") interpretations in the last decade or so. This still leaves me some room for change (I did start wearing jeans again....). But for shabbat, I don't see how I can, say, start writing, and say that I buy into the rest of the system, except this. Which leaves me with ditching the system altogether, which I don't want to do. (There's that absolutism again.)

Sometimes practice feels hollow, and how I feel about (for instance) davening (praying), and what I feel while davening, is changing, but it still has some meaning, even if just tying me to a group I belong to. And on good days it feels like more than that. On good days, kavannah days (Kavannah means intent, but also focus. It's one of those words that emphasizes to me that language can shape how people think, because there's no really good translation. Perhaps being in the "zone" comes close, too.), things are great. And even though those seem to fewer and farther between now, I remember them, and wish they came more frequently.

I've been thinking about halachic change a lot over the last months. Some things I've changed a bit (the jeans, again, and what I'll eat out), while others seem to be set in stone, rather. A friend asked if all the changes would be in dress and food, and I realized that most of the practical upshots of any change in how I choose to interpret halacha are likely to be in those areas, but it's still the underlying change that's important.

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