Life lessons

We are a bit obsessed with milestones. The 20th anniversary of September 11. The 18 month mark of this global pandemic.

I do regret not having checked in here more often of late, if only to be able to look back at this special time and remember what I was up to. However, regrets do absolutely nothing and so I shall simply start writing here more often going forward.

Thinking about milestones, it happens to be 19 months from today that I traveled to Israel. I loved every minute of my 10 days there exploring, studying, meeting new friends and strengthening existing connections. The day I left, I set a single intention, something to remain in the forefront of my mind to try to bring the entire life-changing experience home with me.

“Sheviti Adonai l’negdi tamid.” “I place God before me always.”

This single phrase means (for me) being personally mindful of the sacredness and wonder and preciousness of life, and specifically my own life. It means moving ever forward, striving to improve myself and listen to those around me. It means knowing that every single person in the world has a unique purpose or they would not be here, and so I must work on those middot (traits) that I most struggle with in order to better fulfil my own purpose. And it means learning much more about what it means to live a life of Torah: how to incorporate its values into my everyday life and studying the history, sacred texts, and language of our people. Finally, it means seeking out time for introspection to better reflect on how I am doing with all of it.

Among his many lessons, Rabbi Hillel the Elder tells us that we already have everything that we need to fulfil our purpose. I have the tools and I have the right circumstances. Yet someone needs to actually do it… and that can only be me. You have the same setup. How miraculous it is that we each have a unique purpose in the world!

I remember an aha moment on the Israel trip as I realized that it is not at all humble (or correct, or responsible, or proper) to keep my thoughts and ideas to myself. It’s actually rather selfish! I have been given unique thoughts and viewpoints and talents and it is my responsibility to share them with the world. Thus, I have given a little more weight to my ideas, stepped up my Mussar facilitation to be able to share this self-actualization and growth with others, and begun creating more Jewish art.

I am so happy to return to this space and I will be writing more about what I’m learning, thinking about, and doing. I’m not going to place rules on it or promise you a post twice a week. So many times, I’ve not posted here because I had so much to say that I couldn’t stop to write it down. We’ll just see what happens. See you again soon. 🙂

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April in Paris

April in Paris… don’t I wish! I’m dreaming of places we could travel – I just don’t know if it’s worth the risk yet to spend time in airports, but I do want to go places sometime soon. I’m starting to ache from wanting to discover new parts of the world. And my camera is too!

I’ve been working on putting this post up for weeks now. Sorry for being so behind. I finished my History of Sephardic Jews class. Such a rich cultural history! And I recently found out a few more details of my own family’s history. My paternal grandfather’s grandfather came to New York from Aleppo, Syria just after the turn of the century in response to unrest there. Sometime during the Depression, my great-grandfather came to Houston, a place of relative prosperity (which I learned also in last month’s great read… The Prophetic City). The family had been in Syria for generations prior to coming to America.

On my paternal grandmother’s side, my grandmother’s grandfather somehow left Russia on his second attempt for land in Iowa. He had to change his name slightly. And boy oh boy… an Orthodox Sephardic boy marrying an Ashkenazi Reform Jew? My grandfather’s parents would have seen this as a rejection of all they stood for.

I will give a short summary of the profound things I am learning in my Alei Shur mussar course: How do I become a person spiritually oriented and able to actualize my wisdom?  Mussar is a tool to cultivate self-knowledge. The more you practice, the greater sensitivity you’ll have to everything you learn and experience. The point of our existence is to struggle to do the right thing, to listen to our own voice. All the wisdom is already within us but needs to be pulled out so it will inform the way we feel and the way we animate our lives. It’s much closer than we think. We are going word by word through texts and diving into various source texts too to uncover their deeper meanings. I love it!

What is one thing you learned or experienced today that might allow you to bring more peace to yourself, your community, and your world?

I finished this crazy big diamond painting in 28 days! It’s the first time I did some portion of it instead of working on the entire thing. It’s too long to move around very much. This is the forest trail in Lake Okonee, Georgia, where we went for our anniversary a few years ago.

I also got a few of these Israel photos on the walls!

String lights in the backyard. We have gotten a new palm tree since this photo.

The delay on these book reviews is that I didn’t want to go find excerpts and write my usual lengthy reviews. So we’ll just do the sparse version and hit Publish.

The Code Breaker: Jennifer Doudna, Gene Editing, and the Future of the Human Race by Walter Isaacson – quite interesting account of the development of CRISPR and the coronavirus vaccine race. Insight into live of a lab scientist.

Broken (In the Best Possible Way) by Jenny Lawson – all about living with depression. Very relatable and humorous.

When the Stars Go Dark: A Novel by Paula McClain – POWERFUL story. Highly recommend.

The Ornament of the World: How Muslims, Jews, and Christians Created a Culture of Tolerance in Medieval Spain by Maria Rosa Menocal – read for class.
Still, I am enjoyed learning about the different groups and how they harmonized and “tolerated” each other. She’s very good at describing people. I also like the attention she gives to language and linguistic trends and how each cultural influenced the others.

The Alhambra Decree by Dr. David Raphael – historical fiction about the Spanish Inquisition. Really good!

Farewell España: The World of the Sephardim Remembered by Howard M. Sachar – text for class.

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Emerging from the cave

This week marks a new beginning of sorts. Sweet Girl went back to in-person school on Monday after being home for 14 months. She is not here asking for a snack, telling me about someone in her class, or needing help understanding convergent and divergent tectonic shifts. In 5 weeks, she will go to camp after having to miss last summer (all sorts of new protocols in place, don’t worry). And then, as far as we know, her 7th grade year will be “normal.” I’m excited for her because she needs to be around people… socialization and lack thereof, etc. She says everyone has been so nice and she’s doing great. I am so excited to be able to focus uninterrupted on one thing for as long as I want!

As things seem to be opening up again, I want to document a few things. First I must commend myself and all parents out there. I’m deeply proud of my resilience and stamina, my patience and presence over this stretch of time. I think I’ve done a fabulous job making lemonade from lemons… and learning to like lemonade in the first place.

My biggest take-away from this time has been the awareness that I am resilient and that no matter what happens, things will be ok. Second runner up is that I have the freedom to shape my own perspective and attitude, fill my time with what most interests me, and let go of the rest. Also, of course, I deeply value the people closest to me.

In some ways, I find that I’m far more patient and understanding of others and their viewpoints. Especially with my daughter, I recognize that we are in a certain stage of her life that is transitory and I want to do all I can to maximize it.  On the other hand, I’ve realized much more that there is only a finite amount of time in a day or a life and I wish to spend it wisely. I have noticed that I’m impatient when I think I’m “wasting time” and the definition of that has altered a little. I have also been fortunate to be able to spend time studying topics I am interested in with people who are on the same wavelength, so that when I’m not doing this, I want to get back to it asap.

  • My favorite aspect of quarantine has been the quality time I’ve spent with my family. I have valued having everyone home (though this is also going in the other category of things I didn’t like as much!). SG often asked me to check over her homework or complete a worksheet together with me, so I got to see what she’s learning, what concepts she has trouble grasping and then help her, and generally feel that I know who she is talking with each day and how she is spending her time. Just about every night at 6pm, the 3 of us sit down together for dinner. It’s been nice that Mr. B has not had to travel and is around for small conversations during the day. I also like that SG and I ate lunch together every day and then went for a quick walk around the neighborhood before her next class.
  • Second fave has literally been that I don’t have to leave the house… at all.
  • My days are peaceful and calm. There has been literally NO running around, list in hand, to get here or there.  All meetings and classes have been virtual. No volunteering in SG’s school, no going to the grocery store, not meeting anyone for coffee or lunch or a walk. First world, but no manicures or massages either. SG’s guitar lesson and Hebrew school and religious school have been 100% virtual. I got the Olive & June manicure starter kit and have been caring for my own nails fairly successfully. I know there is going to be an expectation soon that we socialize more, eventually start going to restaurants, etc. and that is good. For now, I’ve loved not even having to plan for these things. I can’t imagine that this will ever happen again, or at least not for 30-40 more years.
  • I’m learning more than ever before, filling my mind with interesting things. I’m in a masters program and loving it. Every Wednesday, a new week’s material and assignments are posted, along with discussion forum questions. Every 8 weeks, a new class. I have learned more already after 3 courses than I ever thought I would and have been introduced to new ways of approaching historical events and so many more texts than I could tell you about.  I also study the weekly Torah parsha and the daily page of Talmud as part of Daf Yomi, am being challenged by my weekly Biblical Hebrew courses, and have been continuing my Mussar classes and facilitation. My calendar and my brain have been full with all of this and I love it.
  • I have time for other things. I took up diamond painting when I saw an add for it on Facebook a year ago, and now I could probably be their spokesperson.  I love sitting in my art room with its good light and view of the front yard. I can wave at neighbors walking their dogs, see cars driving by, and watch the migrating birds that seem to be everywhere right now. I’ve been listening to class on Pirkei Avot, learning a chapter a day and taking notes. Or I enjoy listening to audio books, something new for me. I do intend to get back into collage and painting, but I’m happy for now with less messy things.
  • I dress however comfy cozy I want to. I have been wearing soft pants or shorts and thick socks every day and feeling wonderful that I don’t have to dress a certain way or worry about if I’m “put together.” I’ve been trimming my own hair and so far, nobody has run the other way screaming, so it must look ok.
  • Related to being home all the time are all the conveniences I’ve found because of this ease. I was already getting groceries delivered, but now I’ve done that exclusively. I never liked going shopping, so moving online or (shocker) not buying something has been great. I do not miss the anxiety I’d feel about every little social interaction…. The pressure to smile at others to lift their spirits, small conversation in the checkout lines at stores… gone.
  • We also saved money on gas, since I think I’ve filled up my car one time in 14 months. So odd.
  • We’ve spent time really living in our house. When we moved in, we enjoyed it but we seemed to be more out than in. So now we are sitting on our front porch swing, using our pool, cooking in the kitchen. These are also first world priviledges,  but at least we are taking a pause to appreciate these things and how fortunate we are to have them.

What has not been so great?

I think the shock came about 3 weeks into the pandemic, during that time when we had CNN on almost all the time and were constantly waiting for good news so we could return to normal. I had been doing jigsaw puzzles a lot then, and there was one afternoon when I realized that this may not be changing for a long, long time. (Still, I didn’t know we were talking 14 months… goodness, I would have really lost it if I’d known that!) I literally could not imagine how I was going to entertain SG and even just be with her all. the. time. In those days, we were watching tv shows, playing a lot of board games, doing a virtual art class together, tuning in to virtual tours of zoos around the country and other kid concerts and programs. (I had a schedule, of course.)

So generally, lots of togetherness is not my thing. As an introvert and an HSP, I really value personal space and quiet periods of time to reflect, ponder concepts, even daydream a little. I do need some human contact, but all the little interactions and small talk that make up a day annoy me. Not that I think I’m a genius or anything, but I often think conceptually and when someone asks me if we have milk, I’m dragged right down to tedium. SG going to school and Mr. B traveling a little for work will be a breath of fresh air for me. Have I even been in our house all by myself lately? I used to love that feeling.

Similar to this is the constant Zoom meetings. I find the medium amazing, but very frustrating at the same time. How many times do we have to say “you’re on mute” or hear background noises or conversations because someone has never heard of the mute button? The ½ second delay in the technology irks me just enough that it feels like work.  (However, I do love that I can miss a meeting and go back later to watch the recording!)

I’ve had trouble doing art because it needs long periods of time. Continual interruptions don’t work so well for me. I need to be able to get in the flow and just see where it leads. Because of this, I don’t feel very creative right now and I have missed getting excited about ideas for new projects or feeling really involved in what I’m working on.

We used to have a next door neighbor who was homebound because of his agoraphobia. Very occasionally, we’d see him sitting just outside his front door, but not too often. He had Meals on Wheels delivered, I believe. I don’t remember how he got other things accomplished.

I don’t want to be like that, no. However. I do love retreating into my home and doing my projects uninterrupted. I look forward to going to baseball games again and meeting friends for coffee, and I can hardly wait to travel, but I’m not planning to fill my calendar with optional errands. I probably won’t volunteer for big projects. If I’m doing something with my time, it darn well better be very valuable to me.

So I am very excited about these changes/realizations and still I’m looking forward to being with friends and family again.

Have you changed anything big because of the pandemic?

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March life and reading update

It is a glorious 57 degrees this morning and the sun is shining. I opened the windows! Why is this exciting? Because this is most likely the last day of such splendor for Houston until October or November. Six months of humidity and sweltering heat, coming right up! So I’m reveling in the coolness and birdsong in this moment.

Life has been bopping along over here and somehow time seems to be speeding by. I read a couple of longer books this month, so the volume isn’t impressive, but I was immersed!

Study: I completed the course in Modern Jewish History and absolutely loved it (and got an A in it). I’m now in the third week of a “History of Sephardic Jewry” class, which has been just as enlightening. The class discussion forum and the readings keep me busy. I also just finished the midterm in my second Biblical Hebrew class. This one is so much more complicated than the first class and I’m in the middle of re-watching some of the class lessons to make sure I’ve got all these different verb forms down. There’s a big difference between “he will have shown” and “he had shown” and “he caused to have shown.” Oy. I think I may have to repeat this level. We’ll see.

Mussar: Our local Houston group continues to love the Middah A Month course we are doing. I started a new advanced class on Rabbi Shlomo Wolbe’s Alei Shur, and that has been fascinating. I am getting about every fifth Hebrew word correct, which is fun to see. I want to be able to read it completely in Hebrew. Avi is 2 generations removed from Rav Wolbe, as the student of his student, but he also knew him and learned from him tangentially for 2 years. He is actually the reason that he moved to Israel.

Chag Pesach Sameach! It’s Passover, and we had a virtual seder this year again. I wanted to make it much more personal and meaningful for our family this time, so I tried to “mussar”ify it! We’ve all been in our own narrow spaces this past year and it was a good opportunity to let go of that burden a bit. I think we often forget how much power we have to change our life if we desire. We don’t need to be stuck. Perhaps more on this soon in a separate post.

One question I asked the group was, “To who or to what are you enslaved, and when was a time that you lived according to your soul’s desire?” For me, that was traveling to Israel a year ago. Taking 2 weeks away from home and family and responsibility felt wrong, but I just had to do it… and I’m so glad I did. Now, studying the Torah each week, learning from so many scholars in many places online, and practicing Mussar and learning Hebrew also feel like I’m heading in the right direction for me.

Creativity: I have gotten away from my creative paint/collage time, but I feel that I’ll get back to it. I’ve been listening to audiobooks while I do my diamond painting, which I find really enables me to dive into the world of the book, yet still feel I’m accomplishing something. I just finished the Positano piece and started a forest photo from a trip we took to Georgia’s Lake Okonee a few years back. It’s the biggest one I’ve ever done.

I’ve also ordered some prints from my Israel trip and have this planned photo display wall for our upstairs loft. The 2 biggies are my diamond paintings of those photos. I’ll show you the final outcome when it’s up on the wall.

Apologies for the white space in my design!

Home: My daughter is going to return to in-person school in about a month and so we are preparing for the first time we’ll be separated in the last year. She talks a big game but I hope she’ll be ok with it. She’s really excited to go back to summer camp in mid-June too. We talk about that almost every day so we’ll both be more emotionally prepared for her to hop out of our car and say goodbye for 3 weeks. She is gathering things to take with her. It’ll be so good for both of us!

Other than this, regular life continues. I’m paying bills today, doing laundry, and renewing my car registration… exciting stuff. 🙂 We’ve bought some plants to replace the ones that froze.

Here’s what I read in March:

Untamed by Glennon Doyle

I did not know that I was supposed to feel everything. I thought I was supposed to feel happy. I thought that happy was for feeling and the pain was for fixing and numbing and deflecting and hiding and ignoring. I thought that when life got hard it was because I had gone wrong somewhere. I thought the pain was weakness… In the past 18 years I’ve learned two things about pain.

First, I can feel everything and survive. What I thought would kill me didn’t. Every time I said to myself “I can’t take this anymore” I was wrong. The truth was that I could and did take it all and I kept surviving. Surviving again and again made me less afraid of myself, of other people, of life.  I learned that I’d never be free from pain, but I could be free from the fear of pain and that was enough. I finally stopped avoiding fires long enough to let myself burn and what I learned was that I am like that burning bush. The fire of pain won’t consume me. I can burn and burn and live… I’m fireproof.

Second, I can use pain to become. I’m here to keep becoming truer more beautiful versions of myself again and again forever. To be alive is to be in a perpetual state of revolution. Whether I like it or not, pain is the fuel of revolution. Everything I need to become the woman I am meant to be next is inside my feelings of now.  Life is alchemy and emotions are the fire that turns me to gold.

“Consumer culture promises us that we can buy our way out of pain, that the reason we’re sad and angry is not that being human hurts. It’s because we don’t have those countertops, her thighs, these jeans. This is a clever way to run an economy, but it is no way to run a life. Consuming keeps us distracted, busy, numb. Numbness keeps us from becoming.

Suffering is what happens when we avoid pain and, consequently, miss our becoming. That is what I must avoid. Missing my own evolution because I am too afraid to surrender to the process.” – How very Mussar!

Klara and the Sun: A novel by Kazuo Ishiguro

Ishiguro is a favorite author of mine. This is a stunningly told story about an Artificial Friend who seems much more real than the other characters in the book. I read it in 2 days.

‘Then let me ask you something else. Let me ask you this. Do you believe in the human heart? I don’t mean simply the organ, obviously. I’m speaking in the poetic sense. The human heart. Do you think there is such a thing? Something that makes each of us special and individual? And if we just suppose that there is. Then don’t you think, in order to truly learn Josie, you’d have to learn not just her mannerisms but what’s deeply inside her? Wouldn’t you have to learn her heart?’

Prophetic City: Houston on the Cusp of a Changing America by Stephen L. Klineberg

A sociologist looks at Houston over a period of 38 years, describing how the issues here are a microcosm or foretelling of the rest of the country. There are major environmental, educational, political, and business problems here, but we are also the most generous and philanthropic people in the country. How about that!

“Houston experienced more suddenly than most of the rapid decline of the resource economy and the rise of today’s restructured, increasingly unequal, knowledge based economy. Its Anglo population stopped expanding after the oil bust of 1982 and then declined slightly. All the growth of this rapidly growing city during the ensuing 3 1/2 decades has been due to the influx of African Americans, Asians, and Hispanics. In the 1980 census, Harris County was 63% Anglo, 20% African American, 16% Hispanic, and 2% Asian. 30 years later in 2010, it was 41% Hispanic, 33% Anglo, 18% African American, and 8% Asian. Ethnicity and age are intertwined in dramatic ways. According to the most recent census estimates, more than half of all the residents in Harris County who are under the age of 20 are Hispanics. Another one 5th are African Americans and just over a fifth are non-Hispanic whites. The demographic transformation is a done deal. You can close the border, seal off America, build an impenetrable wall, and deport all 10 million people who are here without the proper papers. None of these efforts will make much of a difference. No conceivable force will stop Houston or Texas or America from becoming more Asian, more African American, more Hispanic, and less Anglo as the 21st century unfolds. According to census projections for the American population as a whole, soon after 2040 less than half the country will be composed of non-Hispanic whites and the nation’s overall demographics will look very much like Harris County today. Houston is America on demographic fast forward. This city is where for better or worse the future of our nation is going to be worked out.

The Source by James Michener

Wow was this 1000+ pages of amazing. I rarely give a book 5 stars, but this deserves just that. Layers upon layers of history built up over time and excavated one by one, with relatable stories about each one. Loved it!

“My thought is that in those critical years Judaism went back to the basic religious precepts by which en can live together in a society, whereas Christianity rushed forward to a magnificent personal religion which never in ten thousand years will teach men how to live together. You Christians will have beauty, passionate intercourse with God, magnificent buildings, frenzied worship and exaltation of the spirit. But you will never have that close organization of society, family life and the little community that is possible under Judaism.” (p. 813)

“I would have thought… that the real religious problem is always ‘How can man come to know God?'” “There’s the difference between Old Testament and New. The Christian discovers the spirit of Go, and the reality is so blinding that you go right out, build a cathedral and kill a million people. The Jew avoids this intimacy and lives year after year in his ghetto, in a grubby little synagogue, working out the principles whereby men can live together.”

I found the archaeologist’s dialogues in the book about Islam, Christianity, and Judaism so interesting. I happen to be learning about the Spanish Inquisition right now, so it all came together.

For next month… I’m currently in the middle of these books:

  • Jewish Pirates of the Caribbean: How a Generation of Swashbuckling Jews Carved Out an Empire in the New World in Their Quest for Treasure, Religious Freedom and Revenge by Edward Kritzler – absolutely shocking
  • Farewell España: The World of the Sephardim Remembered by Howard Sachar – class text
  • The Code Breaker: Jennifer Doudna, Gene Editing, and the Future of the Human Race by Walter Isaacson – science is fascinating!
  • The Alhambra Decree by Dr. David Raphael – reading for a paper
  • Judaism for the World: Reflections on God, Life, and Love by Arthur Green – love it but slow-going and I’m getting bogged down in the footnotes. I want to read all these sources too!
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First 2021 reading report

On January 4, I started this post and titled it “Let’s get this year started reading!” And then I didn’t read much for about 6 weeks. 🙁 I think it was partly sort of a reading funk, where I couldn’t find much to interest me, and partly being preoccupied with other things. Regardless, I’m sorry for being MIA here for so long and I vow to do better. If only I would do it right after I finish a book, it wouldn’t be so overwhelming.

I also am publishing this with minimal book reviews or links, just because otherwise I would never get to it. Something is better than nothing. I am also in the middle of two big tomes… Prophetic City (about how Houston is a way to gauge where the rest of the country will be in 30 years) and The Source by James Michener, a 1000+ history of Judaism in novel form.

What’s been happening? I’ve finished another course of my MA program. This one kept me very busy writing three papers within 8 weeks, but I learned so much that my mind is quite full from the reading and satisfied from the meaningful discussions with classmates on the online forum. My next course starts on Wednesday.

I’m also really enjoying my Biblical Hebrew class and have just created a little guide for myself to keep all the verbal forms and prefix/suffix possibilities straight in my head. I’m also using a vocabulary app called Memrise that has greatly expanded my ability to remember all the new words. It’s much more fun to be in the class when I am not totally confused, and I now feel more on top of things. One of my goals is to be able to read a text in its original Hebrew, and I can say that I’m getting there, which is very exciting.

Sweet Girl is still doing well with virtual school. She has been diligent in her coursework and seems to be learning a lot. I help much less these days, but when I do, I’m enjoying learning where countries and capitals are in South Asia or trying to explain math inequalities to her.

We survived the “artic freeze” that hit Texas and sent us back to prehistoric times. It is such a bizarre feeling to have no access to the internet or cell coverage. Given that we are already cut off from everyone else because of Covid, it felt so odd to have no idea what was happening in the rest of the world. We built our house with a generator, so we had power and heat. We were without water for a few days, but we had lots of bottled water stored. Still, I appreciate every single luxury modern life affords now more than ever.

We had a piece of pool equipment crack and some sprinkler pipes break, but nothing inside the house. And of course our plants are all dead or completely shocked. Our flower beds look quite bare now and our palm tree is completely brown. There are a few things we are keeping to see if they come back.

I decided to upgrade my kindle since it was one of the very first versions. They had an offer of $25 if you send in your old one and then 20% off the purchase of a new one. It’s pretty much the same reading experience really, but it can store much more and this one is waterproof. It also doesn’t suddenly shut down for no reason, which is a plus.

Just something I saw on Facebook that I liked
My sister gave these cool “outlining” markers to SG as a Chanukah gift

So my brief listing of what I’ve read since January 1:

A Single Thread: a Novel by Tracy Chevalier

Violet is desperate to avoid a life of taking care of her aging mother, so after WWI, she moves into the city to a job and new friends, making a new life for herself. I found it interesting and enjoyed reading about her adventures.

The Last Runaway: a Novel by Tracy Chevalier

Single woman all alone in new country finds herself compelled to help with the Underground Railroad.

“It was not just that he smelled of fresh hay, even when covered with the mud and sweat of a day’s work. It was the raw, wordless connection, the buzz of electric tension in the air around them and the space between them that surprised her. She was painfully aware of him. Every breath he took, every toss of his head or roll of his shoulder or flick of his wrist as he guided the horses registered deep within her.”

The Decent Proposal: a Novel by Kemper Donovan

Two strangers thrown together by an anonymous benefactor and required to converse for two hours each week for a year in order to receive half a million dollars. Sounds silly, but I liked it!

“After two months of chipping away at each other’s personalities, of collecting meager specks and slivers, they had hit upon something solid, something they shared, and while it was a small find—commonplace even, in no way a point of pride for either of them—it felt significant because in the very moment of discovery they were able to pool it between them and watch it grow, a sum greater than its parts.”

“Like every other miracle, it came all at once, fully formed, and once seen, it was impossible to unsee. It was only natural, yet erroneous, to assume it had always been there, even in the very beginning.”

Think Again: The Power of Knowing What You Don’t Know by Adam Grant

How to see disagreement as an opportunity, not a threat. How to embrace being wrong as a chance to learn something new, etc.

The Midnight Library: a Novel by Matt Haig

Such a cool concept. When your life ends, you have a chance to see what may have happened if you’d chosen something different… a different route to work, talking to someone instead of walking past them, etc. There are millions of options. Ultimately, we must decide to truly live within our life’s ups and downs. It’s all perspective.

‘Every life contains many millions of decisions. Some big, some small. But every time one decision is taken over another, the outcomes differ. An irreversible variation occurs, which in turn leads to further variations. These books are portals to all the lives you could be living.’

“Every universe exists over every other universe. Like a million pictures on tracing paper, all with slight variations within the same frame. The many-worlds interpretation of quantum physics suggests there are an infinite number of divergent parallel universes. Every moment of your life you enter a new universe. With every decision you make.”

Judaism Straight Up: Why Real Religion Endures by Moshe Koppel

I read this one because in my most recent course, we were discussing secular v. religious Judaism, including secular liberalism. Koppel uses two personas to make the case that the religion has survived because of its traditional customs and values.

“This book is addressed mainly (but by no means exclusively) to those who have wrestled with the problem of maintaining deep traditional commitments while engaged with a cosmopolitan society that often denigrates such commitments. One of the reasons that such reconciliation is difficult is that even those who are deeply embedded in both cultures have a hard time putting their finger on the key underlying differences between their specific culture and the dominant Western one. Furthermore, certain norms and beliefs that are at odds with most religious traditions are so pervasive in contemporary Western society that one can hardly imagine them as anything but a part of the fabric of reality itself. They become the starting point from which traditional norms are judged – and, typically, found wanting.”

You’re Not Listening: What You’re Missing and Why It Matters by Kate Murphy

My monthly Mussar group was practicing Attentive Listening, so I read this book to add to our upcoming discussion. It’s really good with tons of interesting sections. I highlighted about 1/3 of the book!

“To listen is to be interested, and the result is more interesting conversations. The goal is to leave the exchange having learned something. You already know about you. You don’t know about the person with whom you are speaking or what you can learn from that person’s experience.”

The Authenticity Project: a Novel by Claire Pooley

Another light fiction choice… one notebook to share vulnerabilities that brings a few people together to share their lives. A cool idea and enjoyable, even if I got tired of it halfway through. I did finish it!

Normal People: A Novel by Sally Rooney

I felt nauseous reading this. Rooney has a way of making her characters vulnerable to each other, and she can describe hopeless despair very well. I’m struggling to understand the point of writing or publishing this book, since the two main characters are in the exact same emotional places they were in when we first met them. Aren’t they supposed to evolve and change? This kind of psychological roller coaster is not for me.

The Course of Modern Jewish History by Howard Sachar

I have to list this here because it’s enormous and I read every word for my most recent class. It’s a bit like an encyclopedia!

The Dinner List: A Novel by Rebecca Serle

I listened to this audiobook and I was annoyed by the way the author spoke. I’ve heard it often in younger people… the monotone, not much inflection or cadence in her voice. Hugely annoying. Still, the book was enjoyable. Five people from any time period you’d want to have dinner with, their conversation, etc. Kind of dumb.

Group: How One Therapist and a Circle of Strangers Saved My Life by Christie Tate

Kind of evident what it’s about, but I found it engaging. I’ve never been in group therapy, but it seems somewhat like a Mussar va’ad in that they share vulnerability. This one was interesting to watch as Christie Tate becomes able to have compassion for herself and connect with others.

Souls on Fire: Portraits and Legends of Hasidic Masters by Elie Wiesel

I read this a second time because my professor mentioned it in one of his lectures. Stories about the Baal Shem Tov and his disciples and a compelling way to learn about his mystical tradition in Judaism.

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December and 2020 reading summary

For a fun year-end summary, I tallied the books I’ve read in 2020 and realized that I have read far more nonfiction than fiction books! That is unusual for me, so I made a conscious effort to enjoy some lighter reads this month. The summary and favorites are at the end of this post.

In December, I gave my family haircuts, something I’ve gotten quite good at, surprisingly even at giving myself one. I got addicted to the Xbox game of Ticket to Ride. We had an awesome Chanukah and New Years, did come baking, celebrated two birthdays in grand though solitary style, and went camping. We found a place nearby called Getaway (they are in 11 US cities) that has about 50 cozy little cabins spaced apart in the woods. We had SG’s first campfire, enjoyed the walking trails, and have plans to return for another weekend soon.

The Stranger in the Woods: The Extraordinary Story of the Last True Hermit by Michael Finkel

Our camping trip inspired me to read this. The little cabin had a luxurious queen bed, a little table, a cooktop and fridge, and a tiny bathroom. I was wishing I could go alone and stay a week! The two guys who started Getaway were hoping to give people a much-needed sense of disconnecting from technology and modern life for a few days. While there, I started reading a book they wrote about their journey and about society and technology today, but I didn’t finish it. (But… we are going back soon!)

This book is the story of how Knight lived in the woods for 27 years (breaking into nearby cottages and a camp over 1000 times) and how he was finally found, as well as what compels someone to become a hermit. I felt such admiration for him for his honorable way of surviving, his need for solitude, his love of reading, his cleverness and survival skills, and for how he came out of it all. The author visited Knight in jail nine times and felt extremely connected to him.

“For Knight, his camp was the one spot on the planet where he knew he belonged. His existence had been extraordinarily challenging at times, but he’d made it work. So he had remained there as long as he could… He has known something far more profound, and that sense of loss feels unbearable… He will return to the trees, his real home, even if it is just to die.”

“‘I was never lonely,’ said Knight. He was attuned to the completeness of his own presence rather than to the absence of others. Conscious thought was sometimes replaced with a soothing internal humming. ‘Once you taste solitude, you don’t grasp the idea of being alone,’ he said. ‘If you like solitude, you’re never alone.’

No Time Like the Future: An Optimist Considers Mortality by Michael J. Fox

An enjoyable read. Fox recounts stories from acting from his current perspective of having finally retired. He’s had a rough year (2018) with spinal surgery to remove a tumor, a long rehab, and then a broken arm that sets him back to rehab yet again. He tells about a trip to Bhutan, a family safari to Africa, and other stories and uses them as a means to explain his fears, vulnerability, and sense of belonging.

“I do think that the more unexpected something is, the more there is to learn from it.”

“I don’t want to live like this, but I’ve found a way to accept the fact that I do. For every perilous trip across the room, when my meds are off and my steps are halting and erratic, there are also times when it all slips away. In those moments, like this night out with my family, I feel joy and contentment. In those moments, I have everything I need.”

The Bermondsey Bookshop by Mary Gibson

I loved this book!!! I got it on Chirp for $3.99 and listened to it while diamond painting. 1920s London, orphan girl works at surviving, solving various scandals, and making her way in the world. It’s based on a real bookstore that was meant to be a place for working class people to learn to read and speak properly. I couldn’t stop listening. The characters are quite realistic and likable.

“As the door of the Bermondsey Bookshop closed behind her, Kate stopped to study the sign that swung above it. The painted torch of learning had faded since she’d first seen it, but the legend, “He who runs may read” meant so much more to her now, almost as if the place had given her permission to become someone else, the orange door a portal to another world.”

At Home in Mitford by Jan Karon

I borrowed this from my library on an app called Axis 360. I enjoyed this short read for its simplicity of language and comforting subject matter. We have a narrator, Father Tim, living in a very small town. He has a satisfying relationship with his quirky neighbors but is looking for a deeper life… which of course he gets with the help of a boy, a dog, and a neighbor. Toss in a little mystery, a health challenge, and some connections that Father Tim helps make, and it’s quite a sweet and refreshing read.

“It was nice to have a change of scenery, to get up and sit in someone else’s kitchen and look out someone else’s back door. For another change, he’d rested well and, since it was Saturday, hadn’t set the alarm. Then he had run along Church Hill by the orchards and looked down upon the village in its spring finery. He had felt such a tenderness of heart for the little town tucked so neatly at the foot of the hill that he had stopped to sit on the stone wall.”

To Be A Man: Stories by Nicole Krauss

10 stories set all over the world about how we become who we are and what it means to live a meaningful life. I had some excerpts, but I read this on a library app and they disappeared when the book was returned. Krauss has an original voice, though I remember thinking that her stories here were a little too modern for me.

Tightrope: Americans Reaching for Hope by Nicholas Kristof and Sheryl WuDunn

“We Americans are a patriotic tribe and we tend to wax lyrical about our land of plenty and opportunity… We proudly assert “We’re #1!” and in terms of overall economic and military strength, we are.

“But in other respects, our self-confidence is delusional. Here’s the blunt, harsh truth. America ranks #40 in childhood mortality, according to The Social Progress Index, which is based on research by 3 Nobel Prize-winning economists and covers 146 countries. We rank #32 in internet access, #39 in access to clean drinking water, #50 in personal safety, and #61 in high school enrollment. Somehow, “We’re #61” doesn’t seem so proud a boast.

“Overall The Social Progress Index ranks the US #25 in well-being of citizens, behind all the other members of the G7 as well as significantly poorer countries like Portugal and Slovenia. And America is one of just a handful of countries that have fallen backward. Despite spending more on healthcare than any other country in the world, the US has health outcomes comparable to Ecuador while the US school system is producing results on par with Uzbekistan.”

Stories of personal friends who had rough upbringings and succumbed to drugs or homelessness, and stories of those who did make it out to a productive life. Kristof and WuDunn provide personal and heartbreaking profiles of people who have lives of crime, drugs, obesity, broken families, unemployment, and sometimes early death.

More children die each year from abuse and neglect than from cancer. For every one who dies, thousands are abused or injured… and then we blame the kids when things go wrong. Kristof and WuDunn outline policies and programs that mitigate suffering and provide help for struggling families, like early childhood programs and family planning, all that save public money many times over.

“We have told stories in this book more than explored policy alternatives because we agree that the first step toward better policy is to amend our understanding of people’s struggles so that it is less about indivi irresponsibility and more about our collective irresponsibility in tolerating levels of child poverty that would be unacceptable in the rest of the developed world.

“People in other wealthy countries today pay about an extra 10 cents on the dollar in taxes, but in exchange get health insurance, better infrastructure, less poverty, reduced homelessness and (we’d argue) a healthy society.”

Code Name Helene: A Novel by Ariel Lawhon

Based on the true persona of Nancy Wake, WWII spy and resistance fighter. Lawhon notes that there were many female spies in the war, but there were a very few female military leaders. This is a true story, albeit fictionalized when necessary, of one of the most decorated women in the war. It was primarily meant to be a story of her marriage, though there is far more description of her bravery and war friendships. It was suspenseful, excellent and quite hard to put down. Highly recommend. I could not put it down.

“The thing about lipstick, the reason it’s so powerful, is that it is distracting. Men don’t see the flashes of anger in your eyes or your clenched fists when you wear it. They see a woman, not a warrior, and that gives me the advantage. I cannot throw a decent punch or carry a grown man across a battlefield, but I can wear red lipstick as though my life depends on it. And the truth is, these days, it often does.”

A Promised Land by Barack Obama

Well, in general I’d say this was excellent, but far too long and full of clarifications and generous staff resumes and probably written to clear the record. I am a 100% Obama supporter and don’t have anything negative to say about him or the content itself, except that I wasn’t interested in learning so many details. I think he had to write it all though. He did rise above much of the political machinations at play in Washington. I’m glad to have read this, though it’s over 700 pages and only the first half of his memoir of his time in office. (Added bonus: the paper is so soft… I often just enjoyed moving my hand across the page as I read.)

“How useful is it to describe the world as it should be when efforts to achieve that world are bound to fall short? … Was it possible that abstract principles and high-minded ideals were and always would be nothing more than a pretense, a palliative, a way to beat back despair, but no match for the more primal urges that really moved us, so that no matter what we said or did, history was sure to run along its predetermined course, an endless cycle of fear, hunger and conflict, dominance and weakness?

A couple of my favorite parts were learning about the election from Obama’s perspective, hearing about all the negotiations that happened to pass the Recovery Act during the financial crisis, and his meeting with the Chinese premier to get a UN environmental agreement passed.

Despite the US being the only major country that had not signed the Kyoto treaty, he and a few others were working on a UN agreement on greenhouse gas reduction. Wen refused to agree that China should have to review their emissions. Obama and team crashed a secret meeting (taking place when Wen was scheduled to meet with Obama) in a hotel conference room, and threatened bad PR until he got agreement.

“…there would always be a chasm between what I knew should be done to achieve a better word and what in a day, week, or year I found myself actually able to accomplish.”

The Book of Lost Friends by Lisa Wingate

Here I am trying to read something that’s fiction and I find this. It’s been recommended in many different places, yet I found it disappointing. It’s about a girl in the post-Civil War South on a journey to find her lost family, alternating eras in each chapter with a more modern day woman teaching a Mr. Holland’s Opus-type class, struggling to connect with them. She finally engages them in researching stories just like the girl’s. Predictable, includes unnecessary details, white rescues black storyline, and just not very interesting. I forced myself to finish it.

Everything about that place is meant to provide some sort of immortality here on earth. And yet the Gossetts of old have not altered the terminal nature of human life. Like the enslaved people, the sharecroppers, the bayou dwellers, and the ordinary workingmen and women in the potter’s field, they’ve all come to the same end. They are dust beneath the soil. All that is left behind lies in the people who remain. And the stories.”

2020 SUMMARY: Fiction: 31 Nonfiction: 49 Total read: 80 books

Fiction favorites: The Stationary Shop by Marjan Kamali; Writers and Lovers by Lily King; American Dirt by Jeanine Cummins; The Vanishing Half by Brit Bennett; Dear Edward by Ann Napolitano, Where the Light Enters by Sara Donati; Fresh Water for Flowers by Valérie Perrin; and The Bermondsey Bookshop by Mary Gibson (above)

Nonfiction favorites: The Great Influenza by John Barry; Caste by Isabel Wilkerson; Everything is Spiritual by Rob Bell; The Everything Store by Brad Stone; and Bible Babel by Kristen Swenson

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