This Election And After, A Choice And A Practice
When I was preparing for Yom Kippur services this year and sitting with the teachings of our tradition that call us to examine our hearts, I was taken aback by what I found, by the feelings of hatred I discovered filling my heart and soul.
“Hatred” is a very strong word and I tried to duck from it, to soften it. But to be brutally honest with myself, I need to face the hatred and anger that has grown in my heart, directed toward people I don’t even know, but with whom I deeply disagree politically.