Winter Birthright participant Margaret Batavia reminisces about her Birthright trip to Israel, and how her attendance at Shabbat rekindled the memories, laughs, and community that she experienced with her fellow Birthright participants.
How fitting, that we call ourselves Bus 1030: the transportation that took us all over Israel. We met in transit — figuratively, but for some of us, literally at the airport — and as UCLA students, we never really sit still anyway (just try to get multiple college kids to be available at the same place and time, it may be the hardest thing you ever do). Thankfully, no matter how much we may struggle to regularly intersect our lives, we are always moving towards the time when we can catch up. This past Shabbat, Bus 1030 did just that. We sang songs, impersonated tour guides, showed genuine interest and support for each other's future plans, and, for a beautiful evening, shared the space of Danielle's (our fearless leader) new apartment as a family.
For me, this Shabbat came at the end of a particularly emotional week. Let's call it rocky. And to continue this conceit, let's say arriving at Danielle's apartment felt like a smooth landing. That feeling, that everything has been alright all long, because these brilliant and loving and hilarious people share life with you.
This Shabbat meant rejuvenation. Reconnection. Reengagement. It meant that from resting in community, we awaken.
I love being apart of Bus 1030. And the ride continues.
Margaret Mae "Meg" Batavia. East Bay Area. Pisces. Spyro. Gluten-free. Poet. Organic. Cooking. Safe-spaces. Yoga. Guitar. Ultimate frisbee. Green tea. Summer Camp! Jew. The Daily Show. Real-talker. Wine and chocolate.
As I wrote this, beet juice (from the beets and carrots I cooked yesterday — ask me for the recipe) splattered on my macbookpro.