April
of 2008 I married my beloved husband. What a journey...sometimes when
I think about it, it feels almost like some sort of odd reality TV
show: "Living Jewish...Being Jewish."
In
the beginning the emphasis was on soaking up all that I could. I
attended every lecture and class. I read multiple books at once and
went to every service that I could possibly attend. In those early
days, I was obsessed with "doing Jewish." I tried to "pass"
(be taken as a born Jew by other born Jews) and spent much time
observing and learning not only the obvious, Torah, Kashrut, Hebrew
..etc..but also the complex social/community structure around me. I
dived deep into the pool hoping that acceptance and belonging would
soon follow. I think I have been fortunate in comparison to some of
my fellow Jews by Choice. The community that I call my spiritual
home, has been welcoming and accepting of me in every way. So much so
that I was elected to the board of the synagogue. This is the
great place to end this...a convert who has assimilated, engaged
and can pass......
Ahhh
but if it could be that simple...that black and white....
"What
is a Jew?" is a loaded yet simple question depending on the
questioner. Over
the arc of these past five years I have shifted, gone
to extremes and moderated multiple times. Life
has collaborated and resisted, intervening with
all it's joys and sorrows. What began as 'doing
Jewish" slid to "feeling Jewish" and has landed in a
place of "being Jewish."
Over
these past years I have become Jewish...sometimes, perhaps after a
bit too much Shabbat wine, I muse I was Jewish all along. I love the
idea that all Jews in the past, present and future were at Sinai. Yet
I believe my "being Jewish" has corresponded
with an easing, a surrender of sorts. A surrender to the idea that
all of my life's experiences, make me who I am; The Catholic,
Unitarian Universalist and Buddhist ones included. There is the idea
that when one chooses to convert all that was before that point is
dead. We are born again, to borrow a phrase, into our new Jewish
selves. I tried to implement some version of that earlier in my
journey. Yet like most ideas, dogmas and plans time has a way of
smoothing things out and taking the sharpness away. I truly believe I
am a better Jew because of my past, because of the act of choosing. I
can not erase my memories like an outdated computer hard drive. I
have found that embracing all of me...not just the newer Jewish
parts, empowers my faith and my joy.