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I got home late from an orchestra rehearsal and just didn’t feel like slogging through a long, slow Kaddish, so tonight’s is a quickie to go with the blender drinks needed by gringos celebrating Cinco de Mayo.
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I got home late from an orchestra rehearsal and just didn’t feel like slogging through a long, slow Kaddish, so tonight’s is a quickie to go with the blender drinks needed by gringos celebrating Cinco de Mayo.
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Quickie kaddish!? If you think about it, Kogan’s kaddish is a lot longer than kaddish recitation itself. I wonder if perhaps the kaddish is supposed to be quick? So that we don’t overly brood our losses, but must return quickly to the world around us. That there’s very much life still in the air — and that our daily kaddish not become an all-consuming obsession.
And what does that say for our project here? Have we been overly absorbed with all our losses that we forget to live? I know that I’ve been guilty of falling into the abyss in this regard.
Tonight’s kaddish is a reminder that we are very much alive. I’ve never had whatever a ‘blender drink’ is, nor have I ever celebrated Cinco de Mayo, being about as non-alcoholic as your average mullah, but even mullahs know that celebrating life, birth and renewal is a major part of what we need to be doing.
So. I lift my glass (of plain cold water — ice and lemon, sure) and drink to life —