Pesach

This past Friday, April 22, 2016, began the first night of Pesach (passover). I went to a seder with a friend, well more like an aunt or mother figure not friend per say. It was my 2nd or 3rd seder with her and it was great. Even though it last until 12:30 (it started at 7) I always enjoy the company and the history, here family history. I love the tradition of it all. The second night was spent amongst friends. This was my first seder with this friend since joining the Netivot Shalom community about 3 years ago. This second night seder I was surrounded by my friends who I’ve known now for 3 years. It dawned on me that this could potentially be my last seder here in the states for some time. I’m planning to make aliyah this December (initially it was January of 2017 but I am adamant that I arrive before my 33rd birthday). The experience was bitter sweet. I had a lot of fun, lots of laughs. I knew most of the people, I felt safe and secure with these people. I knew the songs and prayers and even fell deeply in love in with some new Pesach (passover) foods. 

Next year in Jerusalem, is how we end our seders, and next year I will be in Jerusalem (well most likely Tel Aviv but I’ll be home) and it will be with a new community. A community of people who I may ore may not know prior. I know two people in Tel Aviv, one is a good friend and the other is my rabbi’s sister. One who is not particularly religious and the other I don’t know. In my current community we are apartment of the conservative (Masorti) movement and I love it. It’s home. In Israel people tend to be either religious or secular. I’ve spent seders with people who are not particularly religious. The seder is mostly in English and the people involved don’t seem to be particularly involved with he experience but rather just going through the motions. I don’t want to experience just going through the motions. I want to spend next Pesach (passover) surrounded by friends. I want to sing the songs and wait hours for food. I want to feel connected to my history and my people like I did this Pesach (passover). 

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