More than a hundred community members turned out at Aish Kodesh’s sukkah Sunday night to celebrate Morah Yehudis Fishman’s 70th birthday and Sukkot. An anonymous east coast donor covered the cost of the party, making sure that there was plenty of kosher food and drink to go around. A clown entertained the multitude of children that accompanied their parents to the party.
Congressman Jared Polis stopped by to wish Morah Yehudis a happy birthday, along with many Boulder County rabbis. Some of the rabbis in attendance: Rabbi Marc Soloway, Rabbi Yisroel Wilhelm, Rabbi Yakov Borenstein, Rabbi Ruthie Gelfarb, Rabbi Hanalei Laner and Rabbi Zalman Schachter-
Morah Yehudis provided several teachings for the occasion. As it was her 70th, and tradition says that at that age, one must be a b’nai mitzvah again, she told of her intention to have a first Bat Mitzvah, and announced her Mitzvah Project: Mezuzah Assistance Relief Campaign: M.A.R.C. The campaign is to raise money to provide mezuzahs for anyone who lost theirs in the flood, or who needs one.
Morah Yehudis also read the following poem that she composed this week:
COUPLED TO A HIGHER CHORD
We are people unbounded
By ties to anything anyone but the One.
So we have won over forces of extinction
Loss of home, property, wealth, respect, yes even life
cannot cut us off from Source.
Our being, our identities
Do not rest in the sociology of boxes
racial or genetic markers, or life extension pills.
The oxygen of our survival
Is beyond pure H2O
In the rakia of a boundless plane.
Open space cannot contain us
Webster cannot define us
And so we push on,
Carving roads through raging waves,
Raising roofs on shifting sands
And building bridges in locales
where whole towns are washed away.
We are the people who can let go
If need be- of gifts built from matter.
None are truly indispensable
Not our checkbooks,
Not our facebooks. Not our blackbooks.
Not our ipads, not our smart phones,
Not even our credit cards and Fannie Maes.
We have a tikvah
A resilient life line to the giver
who holds the space
When all else is displaced
And even when that cord seems to fail us,
Our links to each otherLike stubborn spokes in a wheel
Pull us beyond gravity
Hand to hand, heart to heart,
and soul to soul.
Then even the retiring center smiles
A blinding, blazing smile
Presence in the core of absence”
Here is a slideshow of pictures from the party: