An Exotic Passover

I'm more the type of gal who is interested in the fact that Passover is on the first full moon after Equinox than I am in traditional Judaism. As with Easter, which was originally held on the first Sunday after the first full moon after Equinox (but became subject to a more complex formula for determination of the date over time), I am drawn to the Earth-based, rhythmic underpinnings of religious holidays, which serve to connect us to our innate spiritual nature.

That being said, growing up Jewish (and certainly appreciating many aspects of Jewish spirituality), it is impossible to not enjoy my fond childhood memories of the traditional Passover ritual meal, the Seder.

The week-long holiday often is celebrated by American Jews with Seders on the first night, and possibly the second. Extended family or friends customarily gather, just as non-Jews do for Easter.

While first night was, for me, a fun affair as a child (with us giggling cousins being our usual kid-like selves to endure the semi-serious process), it was probably not unlike many American Seders based in European roots (known as Ashkenazic Judaism) and the common more liberal Reform-style Judaism that most of my friends and family practiced.

Second night, though, was another experience altogether. My very strict, Orthodox uncle, hailing from Persia, practiced the—to me—exotic Sephardic style of Judaism, which is the type that those from Persia (& other Iberian Peninsula areas) practice. Though there was a solemnness to his approach, it was mysterious enough to keep me eager with anticipation every year, when my sister and I would go with my parents and meet up with our two same-aged cousins and their folks.

I was always enthralled, captivated. Not to mention anticipating the meal that came late into the evening, after the first half of the Seder rituals happened. Sure, first night with chicken and matzoh ball soup was a big treat. But… Persian food!! Oh my god.

I wrote this poem years back when I was writing poetry in college.

Uncle Hoff

When it was still Persia

You and grandpa left

Made a new life here

Kept your religion

Never touching lamps

After dark on Sabbath or holidays

We four cousins

in awe of you

And you of The Lord.

Years later

We burn with memories

Of all that you gave us

It has not been the same

Since you left us for your God

An Unexpected (and Time Saving) Benefit of Twitter Lists

I love twitter lists. When the brilliant folks at twitter unveiled the feature a few months back, so many of us were charmed, relieved, eased (and even more so when they worked out a few kinks). Although other great apps such as tweetdeck have ways to group those that we follow, having a way right within twitter was nifty. Of course those with thousands of followers had to decide whether to go through the voluminous list person by person, all the while getting new followers daily (love those dedicated folks!) or ignore it (which seemed sensible). But it was, for the moderate user like myself, pure magic. Not only could I now group tweeters I followed right on my page, which I loved, but new peeps I followed could also readily be added to a list.
I’d struggled for the year I’ve been on twitter with re-finding almost anyone I follow (Admittedly, I never altogether got the hang of tweetdeck). There is no way to alphabetize anyone on twitter; finding someone from, say the first month that I added people, would be an essentially impossible task at this point.

With the lists, no problem. Easy peasy!

What I didn’t even think of was how incredibly helpful the lists on other users pages would be for me.

No, I don’t go looking through their lists for more people to follow, people with interests like mine, or some of the perhaps more intended uses of the lists. I have never had a need to search more people out on twitter; there are plenty already, thank you very much, and more come my way daily with no extra time spent on my part.

What I love is finding someone new (in the many twitter-ways that it happens), and usually instantly being able to see much about their values, and who values them, by the number and type of lists they are on. Now don’t get me wrong; many of the finest tweeters are on very few lists, so I in no way ignore those individuals. But as a first step, for 80% of the time, it has saved me hours to vet someone this way.

As we all know (or should know, if you’ve been on twitter for any length of time), number of followers can mean very little. Yes, sometimes it means a lot. But some outside applications for twitter are known for giving users the ability to puff up their chests via sites proclaiming, “Add 1000 followers a day for just 3 easy payments!” or “Free tool to add twitter followers like no one’s business!” (No one’s business indeed). So, as with the lists, though I often do notice the number of followers first, (like I suppose many heterosexual men notice the women with big breasts first), I want to know more about that user before I jump into their twitter bed.

Before lists came along, I would, of course, next look at their feed. Sometimes this quickly gave me what I needed to know. But at times their first page might be filled with a current conversation they are in, tweets from a conference they are at, or other tweets that don’t get to the heart of who they really are. Continuing on to look at their prior pages is time consuming, as we all know, and (perhaps too often), I would give it up there and decide I couldn’t get enough of a feel to add them to those I follow.

The lists users are on, however, have given me the ability to know more about them far more quickly than combing through their feed. Again, 80% of the time, I instantly know from looking at these if I want to follow this person. I don’t consider myself a twitter snob; I have the usual amount of twitter goodwill to follow a large percentage of those who have the desire to follow me. But as we know, twitter’s Wild West is full of marketers, spammers, and those whose tweets just add little to my day. By looking at the lists they are on, voilà, I’m in the know instantly about who this person is, to some degree.

All of this being said, I never ignore the 2nd step for those on few or no lists at all. As with many users having few followers, some of the best of twitter is hidden in these less discovered gems (@professormeier, @913kellbell, @tamaraduker come to mind). And what of the newbies? What if no one had followed me when I only had my first dozen followers, and was on no one's lists? So I don’t use the number of lists someone is on to eliminate anyone, ever. If there isn’t enough information in the listings, I always look beyond that to the person’s feed. That, after all, is the heart of twitter.

American Idol~~What Happened Blew Me Away

I love music. On the other hand, I am not really big on many aspects of American pop culture; for example, watching television programs that most of the country can't keep away from. I avoided American Idol for years, assuming it was a silly program with mediocre singers and lots of judgment going on. (I was right). Then, a musician friend whom I deeply respect told me she is addicted to it, as some great musicians show up as contestants. I began to watch a couple of years ago. She, also, was correct!

I haven't always watched every season since then; last season in fact I found all the choices so tepid that it could not keep my interest. The year before I rooted for the beautiful & talented young Jordin Sparks. (I was doubly gratified that a voluptuous woman who was comfortable in her "non-Hollywood body type" won).

I just started to watch this season two weeks ago, as they got past the sillier aspect that I don't enjoy (nor do my friends); of showing the worst as well as the best of the auditions.

I was unprepared for what happened to me the night I watched.

There were very brief excerpts of all of the contestants singing. Yet in one short moment of watching a contestant named Anoop Desai, I was not only amazed by his voice. I also had what I would call a spiritual experience of him. This man has a voice that is clearly "Star Power"--he doesn't even seem of this world. His energy also emanates something I haven't seen in any of the other contestants in any year, as if he is channeling a Force of Creative Inspiration (forgive all those caps--how else to get my point across?) that is far larger than his mere (but lovely, I have heard consistently) personality. It's not just a maturity, but an ease. He is born to sing! (His voice reminds me of one of my all time favorite singers, Al Jarreau).

I was stunned when he was voted off this past week. I can't imagine why. Is it just me? No! I looked on the Rolling Stone web site and they agree with me! (As does almost everyone that commented). So perhaps he will make it to the Wild Card round. If not, someone who is very, very smart will grab that man up for a recording contract. He is a Force of Nature!

“The light is in the darkness that you have been avoiding.”
~Gangaji