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TELL Magazine: October - November 2019

The magazine of Emanuel Synagogue, Sydney Australia

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salvation, the great and the noble<br />

and the heavenly is a world worth<br />

having…these words remind us of<br />

our ultimate challenges.” 2<br />

High Holy Days and the process<br />

of self-examination is difficult. It<br />

involves judgement and repentance,<br />

acknowledgement of our flaws as<br />

well as our goodness and to do that<br />

we need to say that some actions<br />

are right and others are wrong. We<br />

need ‘sin’ in order to open the gates<br />

to forgiveness, growth, betterment<br />

of ourselves and our world. There<br />

is holiness in our sins as well as in<br />

our goodness - sometimes it is those<br />

cracks that allow the light to shine<br />

through.<br />

I wish for us all a season of reflection<br />

and growth. I would like to leave<br />

you with a poem by Stacey Zisook<br />

Robinson:<br />

2 ibid pg xxvii<br />

The Holiness of Broken Things<br />

I carry my brokenness with me<br />

It is holyas<br />

holy as my breath,<br />

my heart,<br />

my wholeness.<br />

It is a part of me, these<br />

scattered pieces<br />

of shattered longing<br />

and battered dreams.<br />

My sins.<br />

All of them.<br />

I carry themall<br />

of them;<br />

All of these broken things<br />

that bend me and bow me,<br />

together with my wholeness,<br />

these holy things.<br />

Idols to my shame,<br />

wrapped in gold and<br />

adorned in abandon.<br />

I fed the fires of that sacred forge<br />

with fear and guilt,<br />

and the alters ran slick with salted<br />

tears.<br />

I offeredofferthe<br />

broken pieces as my sin offering,<br />

for they are holy<br />

and I carry them with me,<br />

together with my wholeness<br />

I carry my brokenness with meall<br />

my sins<br />

and shame<br />

and salted tears,<br />

and I place them<br />

together with my wholeness<br />

on the sacred altars<br />

holy, holy, holy.<br />

They twine together in red and gold<br />

flames,<br />

Broken<br />

and Whole<br />

offered together<br />

and returned to me,<br />

Whole<br />

and Broken-<br />

Holy still,<br />

carried together<br />

until I reach the next altar.<br />

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