Subjective Meaning

And just like that…all that remains of my study at shul is this ephemera:

• a meditation that sat on the desk so that I could see it every day — Live in the Light of the Spirit. See the Divine spark in the eyes of all those you encounter this day…Become aware of all the beauty both within and surrounding you…& as you journey this day, and through the night, may your path be one of peace & healing, of harmony, love & light…
• the sign that informed people that they had found me. It was affixed to the door in advance of my first day at the shul.
• a bumpersticker — HaAm Im HaGolan The Nation is with the Golan. I had it taped to the door of my study, along with some other Israeli bumperstickers, as a way to keep Israel everpresent in my daily life
• a small metal sign proclaiming October to be National Donut [sic] Month (not to be confused with National Doughnut Day which is observed on the first Friday in June)
• the original key ring given to me on my first day of work. Look closely…see what it says? Xtra Rabbi I always got a kick out of this. (BTW, it was the extra key to BossGiraffe’s study. Hence the name.)
• a Small Sign that has my name in Hebrew. Ordered prior to my ordination, it remained wrapped, safely squirreled away until that one perfect moment in May of 1999


Though not the only momentos, these were the final items once the dust had settled and movers cleared out. The Frumettes were shocked at how bare the room was without my things. Poppyseed couldn’t get over the colour of the walls. Walls she had never seen because the room contained wall-to-wall bookcases.

One last look.
Then we walked downstairs, without looking back.

Take that, Lot’s wife.

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