Spirit is Spirit; Prayer is Prayer and Love is the Answer
Yesterday I had the honor of attending and being a part of, my nephew’s Bar Mitzvah. I’d also had the honor of being there for his birth which feels like just a few years ago. It’s frightening how quickly time rushes by and it’s watching the younger generations grow that really brings that home. But that’s for another post. 😉
Half my family is protestant and half is Jewish, although most are not particularly religious. For a large part of my life, I was agnostic. Now I’d say, my church is Nature and my religion, if any, would be Druidism. But again, perhaps for another post.
The Bar Mitzvah took place at the Danforth Jewish Circle which is held in a United Church. I love how liberal worship has become.
The ceremony was lovely.
The rabbi and the cantor were both women; there was guitar and lots of singing; we celebrated an additional blessing for and naming of the new baby of a same-gender (male) couple and Rabbi Miriam Margles spoke about the jew–siness of the teachings of the Torah.
She was so great. I adored her.
And my nephew was a delight. Seeing all the hours he put into studying and understanding his place in the Jewish community come to fruition on this wonderful day was a beautiful thing.
I left that uplifting, life-affirming celebration of spirit, yearning to experience the worship of as many different faiths as I could. Standing in that room full of family and friends celebrating spirit, gifted me the “aha moment” that God/dess by any name is still God/dess and spirit is spirit, however we chose to honor it.
Anywhere there is worship, prayer and faith, there is a palpable energy of sacred love. It’s not the building, although the building does absorb and contain the energy over time; it’s not the particular religious doctrine, I believe that’s just a vehicle to carry the intention; it’s the hearts emanating with sacred love that makes a place and ceremony holy.
I want to experience this sacred love in all its forms.