How to Bless the New Moon

Back before the journey began,
before traversing
the massive desert expanse,
before the sea had even split,
way way back in Egypt,
the first collective gift-transmission was given:

With transcendental gentleness, the
Indwelling/Ever-Presence/All-That-Is/Infinite
lifted your chin;
directed your attention
toward the heavens,
said,

Let the moon’s cyclic and fluid beauty
hew you to the rhythm
of time’s unending spiral,
use this precise present
as your very beginning.

Sanctify every recursive moment of holiness
over objects.

Follow the mystery hidden in shadow.

Seek beneath the surface.

Let others bask in the surety of sunlight.
You were born of the moonlight tribe.

Let others be about answers.
You be about questions.

Live in the liminal.

Listen for the subtle metal-scrape:
these are keys unlocking each shackle.

Listen for the whisper:
this is the giving over
of the calling forth
of the new moon
to you.

Listen, for
this is your liberation.

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If you live in LA or NY, you can see this poem live as part of a larger event called Realize Paradise Vol 1: Step into the Sea. I would love it if you joined me!

Live in NYC Thursday, March 15th, 8pm, Town and Village Shul.

Live in LA Shabbat, Saturday March 17th, 10:45am, Mishkon Tephilo.

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Photo: New Moon by Gary O. Grimm