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The Precipice

The car is packed. The dog is walked.

I brew coffee for the long drive. I set a playlist on my iPod.

I am standing on the precipice, ready to leap into summer, ready to create art with campers, ready to mentor counselors.

I look back on my accomplishments and–unlike the song writer–I can find them. I spent the first five months of 2015 being a rabbi, teacher and parent. I worked with colleagues to protest RFRA, I sat with friends in grief, I stood with a family as they welcomed their baby boy into the covenant and gave him his first blessing as a Jew.

I am standing on the precipice, ready to leap into summer, ready to celebrate new accomplishments, ready for whatever awaits.

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