Golden Guilt

Golden Guilt

Fill in the blank in this popular saying:

“Silence is _________.”

I would wager that if you are of my parents’ generation, an early Boomer or older, you answered “golden.”  The adage conjures images of whispering in libraries and children being seen, but not heard.  My children’s generation and the one immediately preceding it, the millennial and post-millennial cohorts, answered “assent.”  They disdain silence, because it is the posture of those who sit on the sidelines while racism, sexual assault, environmental destruction and economic exploitation proceed unchecked.  One generation’s gold is another’s guilt.

I am in my late forties, a Gen-Xer stuck in the sandwich between these two generations, paralyzed into involuntary silence by not knowing what to say, how to say it or whether anyone wants to hear what I have to say to begin with.  I feel golden and guilty all at once.

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Giving Voice to the Speechless

Giving Voice to the Speechless

It’s been a long year. For the last couple months I’ve fallen silent, no small feat for me. Nothing I had to say seemed equal to the task of the chaos around me.

I think I’ve found my tongue again. The Nishmat prayer that paves the way into the main section of Shabbat morning services refers to Hashem as mekitz nirdamim, mesiah ilemim – the One who wakes the dreamers and gives voice to the speechless. I’m feeling more awake than I have in a long time, and plan to be sharing a lot more material over the coming months here on this website and over my social media channels, where most of you will probably be reading this, starting with my newest installment of my Times of Israel blog, which is actually about mekitz nirdamim, waking the dreamers. That should post by tomorrow.

I haven’t been completely idle; aside from my day job I’ve actually had a few speaking engagements lately. Check out the Events page to see what I’ve been up to despite the pandemic, and “where” I’ll be next. There are at least two talks coming up in February and March, and I’m always open to discussing new virtual events (and eventually in-person ones) if you’re interested. Tag me on one of the social media platforms and we’ll talk, or email media@healerswholisten.com.

Where did this return of energy come from? Who knows. Maybe Hashem decided to give me a reprieve – or maybe it was the new puppy.

Moving Day

The Healers Who Listen blog is getting a new home! Effective a couple hours ago, my regular posts will now be housed in the Blogs section of Times of Israel. Thanks to Toby Tabachnik of the Pittsburgh Jewish Chronicle for making this happen. Check out installment one at https://blogs.timesofisrael.com/birthday-gematria/!