When Cutting One’s Hair for Chemo
- pjkip23
- Mar 27, 2018
- 2 min read
When Cutting One’s Hair for Chemo: A Prayer/Blessing/Spoken Word Rap
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oseh shalom bimromav hu yaaseh shalom aleinu... aleha.
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, Source of Shalom
Who created us and sustains us,
Who has no look, no style, no Hair.
But Who is everywhere
Please be right Here.
You, about whom we sing—
Help us remember
That the splendor is in the
Journey —
A long, fascinating,
Creative, contentious,
Unpredictable, uncontrollable
Intangible and inspiring
Journey —
From what was and what is
To what will be.
From who we were and who we are
To who we will yet become.
And therefore,
Source of Strength,
Like You did for
Rachel who struggled, and
Hannah who struggled,
Like for Miriam who wandered,
And Hagar who wondered,
Remind us —
As we wonder about the path
aHead,
As we cut the hair from on top of her
Head —
That like You,
Whose essence is Existence,
Our existence is our essence.
Not
our clothes, which we have to spare,
Not
our weight, our height or glorious Hair.
It’s what’s in Here (❤) that’s abiding
And lovely and loveable
And that won’t be subsiding
And so
With that knowledge,
Grant us Faith
To hold on
And to let go,
To shed tears
To assuage our fears
And to know
That this hair cutting is merely a separation
(Who separates Holy from Holy)
From one sacred moment of the journey
Toward the next (sacred moment).
A Journey
Of holiness
Toward wholeness
That we take with You (with all of you)
and never alone.
And we say:
Amen
Notes
:
means peace, wholeness and completion. It is said that when one puts in the last piece of a puzzle, one may say
(complete). Allow us to help fill you up when the chemo rips you apart. In Adon Olam we sing
. It also expresses the idea that God’s essence is connected to three verbs — was, is, will be — God is... Existence. Our task perhaps is to plug into existence. Our matriarchs Rachel, Hannah, Miriam and Hagar were strong biblical women who struggled — found strength, solace and faith — and wandered forward to find blessing and hope. May you be like them. At the end of Havdala (the ceremony to end Shabbat), we praise the One who separates
(holiness) from
(regular or profane). But isn’t every moment potentially Holy? I always thought we should say
(who separates one kind of Holiness from the next). Finally, a peculiarity of having the vestiges of an accent from Worcester, Massachusetts is that the words
and
sound pretty much the same.







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