It has been a very long time since I've sat down to simply write a journal entry, to play with my thoughts or beautiful words, or any words at all. I have mostly felt, in some combination, cold, flat, sad, frustrated, lonely, in the past few months. I don't mean to imply that I have not had any good feelings in that time, but they don't seem to
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My favorite image of Shabbat, though, is Abraham Heschel's. Read his "The Sabbath," if you haven't already. I like the idea of Shabbat as a palace in time, a special paradise that we build with our minds and visit once a week, an eternal place existing on the eternal temporal plane, rather than in the finite material plane, that reminds us that we are eternal. That's how I feel when I have that fierce, proud feeling - like I am something vast and eternal, something beyond what I can, myself, imagine, if that makes any sense.
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I am the youngest by many decades in a crowd of barely a minyan. I find much comfort in this because I am the one who associates very well with the elders. I love the elderly (not to mention my parents!) and I am pretty sure I want to give back to them as their physician. I also find comfort in ( ... )
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