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Chaplain's Corner



                                      Confronting our mortality



                                    BY RABBI BARRY COHEN
                                     During the High Holidays, we are supposed to
                                    confront our mortality. The challenge is doing so
            Published biweekly by   in a tactful, healthy way. Observing Rosh Hasha-
            Jewish Federation of    nah and Yom Kippur is a way of performing time
              Greater Portland      travel. We go back to our childhood and recall the                  Rabbi Barry
          9900 SW Greenburg Road,   sights, sounds and tastes, whether in synagogue                     Cohen is
                 Suite 220          or at home. We reflect on the year that was, cele-                  the Jewish
              Tigard, OR 97223      brate and self-critique. We look to the future and                  community
                                    consider our hopes, dreams and expectations. We
               503-245-6219         remember  loved  ones who have died  and face                       chaplain of
             JewishPortland.org     the harsh reality that, one day, family will light                  the Greater
                                                                                                        Portland area.
                                    a yahrzeit candle for us to consecrate our death.
                 Editor              A recent trip to Houston to see my mom, sib-  sun  recede  and  seagulls  fly  low;  I  smelled  the
               Deborah Moon         lings, nieces, nephews and cousins forced me to  bonfires people had lit to stay warm; I felt the
          editor@jewishportland.org  confront my mortality. My mom has begun to  cool breeze on my face.
           503-892-7404 (message)   decline; she has lost much strength and vitality   This reminded me of an excerpt from the book,
                                    in the past five years. Though it was bittersweet  Tuesdays   with
              Circulation           to spend time with her and my two teenage chil-  Morrie,  written
            To receive the Jewish   dren, I have  no regrets.  She still  has plenty  of  by  Mitch Albom.
          Review in your email inbox,   stories to share. There was laughter along with  He  documented  a
          email your name and email   joy and hugs.                          series of meetings
                 address to          In addition, I had to update my medical Power  he had with his
          editor@jewishportland.org  of Attorney during the visit. I did not enjoy revis-  Brandeis professor,
                                    ing the document that will ensure I receive the  who was dying of
                                    quality of care I want to receive, but I had to go  ALS, Lou Gehrig’s
           OPINIONS printed in the   through the exercise.                   Disease. I share one
            Jewish Review do not     This visit painfully reminded  me that  I have  excerpt  from the
           necessarily reflect those   crossed over a threshold. I have fewer years  book, appropriate
            of the Jewish Review    ahead of me than I have behind me. Coupling this  for this time of the
            Committee, the Jewish   with the fact that, as community chaplain, I con-  year as we confront
            Federation of Greater   sistently work with those who are ill or dying has  our mortality.
            Portland, its governing   been emotionally trying during the past weeks.
          board or the staffs of either   At times, I have felt as if I am in an emotional   “I  heard  a  nice  story  the  other  day,”  Morrie
            the newspaper or the    fog. I also feel as if time is in fast-forward. I keep  says. “…The story is about a little wave, bobbing
                Federation.         looking for the brakes but fail to find them.  along in the ocean, having a grand old time. He’s
                                     As the High Holidays draw close, more memo-  enjoying the wind and the fresh air – until he no-
                                    ries return. Sometimes it is overwhelming. I have  tices the other waves in front of him, crashing
              Upcoming              been experiencing chaotic time travel, re-experi-  against the shore.”
                issues              encing everything from childhood to COVID-19.  “  ‘My  God,  this  is  terrible,’  the  wave  says.
                                     This year, I will continue my time travel with  ‘Look what’s going to happen to me!’ ”
          Issue date  Deadline      my teenagers. In our own way, we will remember   “Then along comes another wave. It sees the
                                    what  the High  Holiday  experience  was, is  and  first wave, looking grim, and it says to him, ‘Why
                                    will be. When the time comes to light yahrzeit  do you look so sad?’ ”
                                    candles at home in memory of my dad, my wife’s   “The  first  wave  says,  ‘You  don’t  understand!
          Sept. 15     Sept. 9      mom and my wife, I hope we will be able to share  We’re all going to crash! All of us waves are go-
                                    memories to keep their legacy alive. And I hope  ing to be nothing! Isn’t it terrible?’ ”
          Sept. 30     Sept. 23     I will not dwell on the inevitability that, one day,   “The  second  wave  says,  ‘No,  you  don’t  un-
           (Thursday)               they will light a candle for me.         derstand. You’re not a wave, you’re part of the
                                     I expect these High Holidays will be a positive  ocean.’ ”
          Oct. 13      Oct. 7       experience, for the sake of my emotional health   “Part of the ocean,” (Morrie) says, “part of the
                                    and the emotional health of my children. I hope  ocean.”
          Oct. 27      Oct. 21      we achieve a sense of emotional and psychologi-  I watch him breathe, in and out, in and out (pp.
                                    cal stability and balance.               179-180).
                                     A couple of weeks ago, I had a chance to of-
        Submit news, photos         ficiate at an early morning wedding at Cannon   As we experience the High Holidays, let’s sim-
        and obituaries to           Beach. The day before, at sunset, I walked along  ply keep breathing. And let’s celebrate the real-
                                    the shore. I did my best to be in the moment: I  ization that we are part of something infinitely
        editor@jewishportland.org   heard the crashing of the waves; I watched the  greater than ourselves.

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