It is Day #1  for me on retreat. A delight to be led through layers of exploring Embodied Kabbalah by my long-time friend and colleague Simona Aronow. Among the rich quotes  posted on the walls of our gathering space are these words of Friedrich Nietzsche:

Dancing in all its forms cannot be excluded from the curriculum of all noble education: dancing with the feet, with ideas, with words, and need I add that one must also be able to dance with the pen?

I am grateful to be dancing in all these ways, and pen this post-card to you with wishes that you find your own opportunities to dance with life this week.

A post-card from Eden

by Sara Eisenberg

 

Where are you?

God is asking after me,  as if I were the First Woman.

 

Here I am,

a tourist with a three-day pass to fall

quietude,

down a sinuous route 810.

 

Here I am,

slithering into the Blue Ridge mountains

for a descent into my own rocky

terrain,

disinclined to converse with snakes.

 

True North: Kindness ahead,

Honesty at my back .

East to West, from Shining to Blending.

An eternity of Sky to Earth.

 

I exhale into my cupped hands:

breath births moisture births warmth.

You try it, God.

 

Here I am,

the yellowing leaves

tremble on a breeze,

my ear registers their subtle

crackling fall

one

by one

into my empty

bowl.