
By member Bill Rood
We stood in the
High Line park above the busy street preparing for
Kabbalat Shabbat. The New
Shul members, guests, and passers by mingled, set up their pot-luck dishes (five benches full of food) with additional catering provided by
CuisinEtc Catering and Special Events, and then fell silent as a single voice began to sing from within. Our voices slowly joined in with Ellen Gould, Musical Director and Co-Founder, who led us as we began welcoming in
Shabbat.
Rabbi Dan
Ain then spoke of the things that make life worth living, "
Groucho Marx ... the second movement of the Jupiter Symphony ... Louie Armstrong's recording of "
Potatohead Blues" ... Swedish movies ... "Sentimental Education" by Flaubert ... Marlon Brando ... Frank Sinatra ... those incredible apples and pears by Cezanne ... the crabs at Sam
Wo's ... Tracy's face ..." But it was not our Rabbi's list, it was Woody Allen's from Manhattan. Rabbi Dan told us of the "still small voice" of God in the Torah, a striking example of how the wondrous and amazing is not always bright and crashing. What examples of small voices that make life worth living, Rabbi Dan asked us, are in our lives? And we answered:

The sound of the water -- when you go to the Hudson River (as when kayaking) you enter a separate world were you can hear the voice of the river, no longer drowned out by the busy city beside it.
The High Line itself -- being above the city yet in a city park, being within the community yet being outside amongst everyone -- maybe not always a still voice, maybe not always a small voice, but a similar voice all the same.
The way light changes throughout the seasons -- watching the way light patterns change on your apartment walls as the seasons pass and the sun and moon move around the sky.
Then we became our own still small voice as Ellen led us in a slow meditative Shema. The wind was in our hair and the city spun by, but we all for a moment were a single voice.
Rabbi
Ain then read a poem by Thoreau about being "in the forest as a child" ... "to have one moment in your dawn" which Ellen followed with a beautiful
niggun that transformed into the song of "New York, New York" but with the words of
Adon Olam. It was as unexpected as
Shabbat on abandoned rail tracks above the street and just as beautiful, making it clear why the Rabbis said that
Shabbat at its best represents the world to come.

Here we stand on a park above the city street
A park born of the activist spirit
A spirit that wanted to save something special for everyone
A spirit we recognize throughout Jewish history
Tikkun tracks, healed tracks, that were almost forgotten
And straight down these tracks we see her,
Lady liberty standing in the harbor
Pointing the way north up the trail
Reminding us of how many fought so we could all be free
So we could all be free to worship openly in our country
Where we stand on the tracks of a city of industry
Tracks now retired, now well taken care of
We are not on one side of the track or other
But tonight we stand together on this track
Chefs Lisa Teiger and Andrew Alexander-Crossan provided the most amazing food
in the most creative display. Delicious! Thanks Chefs.