“We can’t do it alone. We must do it together.”
It was election night and I was hanging out with my son playing basketball in the driveway. As I thought about the election results that I had just heard on the radio, I tried, without much success, to keep control of the growing panic in the pit of my stomach. “My God, this is a disaster” I thought, “I don’t know if I can handle it.”
Thankfully my partner Julie showed up soon and then I got a text from my beloved friend Josh in New York asking if I could talk. Julie suggested that the three of us, as well as Josh’s wife and our son, all get on a skype call. A few minutes later, we were sitting together, taking turns sharing how we were feeling.
When it was my turn, I was surprisingly calm and emboldened. Something about the fact that I was together with people I trust and love and, literally holding on to my family, allowed my mind to clear and the panic to recede. I could see that there was going to be a lot of work to do over the next several years and I knew there and then that I couldn’t do it by myself. I was going to need to join with and depend on others to make it through. At that moment, I was not afraid.
As we got off with our New York friends, I knew I needed more. We quickly called around and found three more folks and had another impromptu support group. By the end of that one, I was ready to spread my web wider. I wrote to the Kehilla clergy and suggested that we gather first thing in the morning and out of that came the Kehilla community gathering the night after the election.
It is a couple of months later, and I regularly find myself buffeted by challenging news coming out of Washington DC and New York. But I continue to hold onto what I figured out election evening – I can handle the work ahead as long as I have people to do it with.
I count myself fortunate to be part of the Kehilla community and plan to hold tight to many of you as we face the challenges at hand.