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25 things about me (and you)

So the latest Facebook chain mail goes something like this : Here’s 25 random things about me. If I tagged you, it means I want to know 25 things about you.

About two zillion of my closest friends fill one out.

Being a 12-year-old girl at heart (not even very thinly veiled most times) I’m one for playing along, but I decided to add a twist: why not take a thing or two from 25 of the friends who filled one out and tagged me, and see where that leads me? So I did. and it led to fun, which made me think: why not post it here even though some of you still don’t know my full identity… won’t that add just one more layer of intrigue. And really, won’t 25 random things about washwords really tell you all you need to know about me. For the privacy of my (mostly innocent) friends, first names only…

1) Emilywrites: My family all lives in CT now. Even though we all used to live in Syracuse, NY and my parents aren’t even married anymore. I think it is pretty remarkable that we live so close by.

I say: My sister and her family (most notably, baby bucket), my two grandmothers, my fiance and his mom and sister all live in metro DC area. I too think it’s pretty crazy. I also think it’s cool that Emily loves books on the Plague.

2) Amanda says: my own herb garden last summer was the first time I was able to keep a plant alive!

I say: I was once cast from the community garden I joined and loved. Something about not weeding. Harumph. I weeded just fine. (and grew beautiful tomatoes and tulips and mint and lettuce and…)

3) Suz says: I grew up in South Florida and had assumed that’s why I’m always cold. But then an Read the rest of this entry »

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Inauguration Central

Washwords’ inaugural inauguration coverage has now moved HERE.

In particular, enjoy photos here and moments, articulated here.

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Avinu Malkeinu: the words that music speaks

Today is Yom Kippur, the day of atonement for my faith, the closing of the 10 day period of the new year, of reflection for the year behind, of looking to the year ahead.

Truth be told, I love this time of year. I love the rituals of cleansing, purifying,  the haunting melodies,  the looking ahead and celebrating first so that filled up with love and hope and promise, you can more properly atone for sins, and reform into someone better, stronger, more authentic.

I especially love the poetry, the music of our services. I sing “Avinu Malkeinu” to myself throughout the year (no doubt especially annoying friends and neighbors this time of year) and unlike my favorite songs in English where it’s the lyrics I most connect to, focus on; in prayer, it’s the melody – the haunting beautiful notes that express better where my heart is dwelling then the actual words sometimes can.  “Our Father, Our King” the literal translation of that prayer’s title, isn’t what the song speaks to me.

Rather, it says loudly, softly, heartfully, tearfully, pleadingly, “I’m sorry.”

It says: I’ll do better. I’m working on it. I do have love in my heart of hearts, I do appreciate the riches I have.

It says: I am joyful, exhuberant, warmed by this community, even when they are strangers. I am home here with this familiar melody I seem to have always known, by the ability to sing fully, forcefully, till I’m dizzy and hoarse.

It says: Thank you. Thank you, God, if that’s what you believe in. Thank you friends and loved ones. Thank you strangers for forgiving me the sins and offenses I don’t even know I’m committing. Thank you love for finding me, thank you world for recognizing the talents and strengths I have.

And it says this: There’s going to be hurt, there’s going to be mistakes and pains and some of them are going to be your fault. And

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