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."

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can not erase my memories like an outdated computer hard drive.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.