Soon, the hillside along Greenleaf will have flashes of orange when the daylilies open. I was no long enviously “oohing” over the bounty of color at West Village Meetinghouse but proudly enjoying our natural bouquet. My connection to BAJC was both tangible and visceral. Even after living in our BAJC home for two years, I found so much of our property waiting for discovery and for me to explore the fields, woods, and stream. Like my relationship with our physical home and all of its undiscovered wonders, I feel a similar relationship with our members.
Under Paul’s wise leadership and guidance, a permanent spiritual place has been created for our Jewish family where we celebrate, learn, study, pray, sing, kvetch, eat and laugh together. I have developed friendships through Hebrew school as a parent and teacher. Other relationships have blossomed through the book club, Board, committee work and potluck Shabbat services. But there are many, many, many of you whom I know only by face or name. I would love to be able to put all names together with all faces in the near future and hope you, too, would like to make a similar commitment to getting to know each other. Together, let’s discover one another’s gifts and talents. As we continue to grow as a community, I would like to encourage each of us to kindle and nurture new connections.
One small place I would like to begin is with this monthly column, “From the President”. With your help and direct participation during the coming months, my hope is this space will germinate into “Member to Member” and be used as an opportunity to learn from and about one another. We have tremendous richness; knowledge, experience within BAJC and the newsletter would be a fun avenue for us to connect with a member with whom we’ve never met. So, I would like to invite all of you to consider writing a column. Share you story! Let me know your interest by phone call or email (802.257.1959 info@bajcvermont.org). As BAJC continues to take root, like the flowers our congregation has planted alongside the flora we inherited, may we cultivate
new friendships together.
L'shalom,
Linda
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