Last night I was invited by Jewish friends to attend a meal in observance of their day of atonement, Yom Kippur. I was honored and a little surprised that they broke their 24-hour fast with drinks taken from a bottle of scotch whiskey I’d brought to the gathering as an offering. They said the whiskey was a Jewish tradition. I hadn’t known that.
After the religious intolerance I have been experiencing recently, it was a relief to be among people who were discussing religious and spiritual beliefs without judgment and with genuine curiosity and mutual respect. Differences in views and belief were not met with discomfort or thinly veiled suspicion and hostility, but with openness and acceptance.
It was easy to feel comfort in this company, to feel gratitude and even love for these people. Even though the assembled guests represented a diversity of beliefs, there was a unifying spirit present that was, I think, something holy and true. It was beautiful.
Trevor Reichman, one of the organizers of the evening, surprised us with a performance of his music. (In case you are relatively new to the Diary, I profiled Trevor in my April 16, 2011 post.) He closed his set with today’s Groove.
It made me laugh last night. I hope it gives you a chuckle, too.
Groove of the Day