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“ When you enter the land that I assign to you, the land shall observe a Sabbath of the Lord. Six years you may sow your field and six years you may prune your vineyard and gather in the yield. But in the seventh year the land shall have a Sabbath of complete rest, a Sabbath of the Lord. ”
Leviticus 25:2-4
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What is a sabbatical?
A sabbatical actually comes from Torah. It is part of a seven-year cycle, called Shmita, and it was originally meant for the land and for the people who were working the land. After seven years, you were to give the land a period of time to lie fallow and you were to give all of the people who worked the land that rest as well. A rabbinic sabbatical often comes after seven years and is an extended period where the Rabbi(s) get to rest, rejuvenate, and spend time with their family. For our Rabbis Zober, this will be a four-month sabbatical for the months of May, June, July, and August.
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What will the Rabbis be doing while on sabbatical?
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Who will serve the congregation while the Rabbis are on sabbatical?
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Will the Rabbis be in contact with Temple Sinai during their sabbatical?
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What if I have a personal or family crisis during the sabbatical?
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What if I have a life-cycle event during the sabbatical?
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What if I’m interested in the conversion process during the sabbatical?
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Rabbis' Travel Blog
Italy 6/16
I got up early to go for a run
Round the city’s walls I spun.
Getting out on my feet was lots of fun,
But also kind of awful because of the humidity and sun.We all got together at the cafe below the Airbnb.
Then made our way to Pisa, Italy.
There’s more than just a tower for people to see.
It included one of Rabbi Sara’s Dad’s heroes: Leonardo Fibonacci.It was quite hot, but we continued on, so daring.
Our friends had already left, no idea how they were fairing.
For lunch hour pizza at anchovies and capers, Sara’s ideal pairing.
We ended the day looking at a mural by Keith Haring.L’Shalom,
Rabbi Benjamin Zober
Italy 6/15
Today (6-15) was our first full day in Italy. We started the day in Pisa, where we landed last night. Our accommodations were sparse, but a nice shower, a clean bed, and a working A/C unit (and extra 50 cents) were all we needed.
After packing up, we made our way to a little cafe. Pastries, and coffee, and prosciutto, oh my! It’s going to be hard keeping kosher in Italy.
We had an entertainment as well, watching a gentleman balance a carry-on bag and his companion all on his tiny scooter. Satisfied in stomach and in heart, we headed towards the train station in Pisa.A few twists and turns, and we learned all that we needed to about buying tickets, validating tickets, and using tickets to get on the train. We set “a top the train,” which is to say we sat in the upper berth, not on top of the train itself, that would have been dangerous. From there, we watched the countryside roll by as we made our way towards Lucca. We did manage to spot the famous leaning Tower, albeit briefly. We also saw ruins, presumably Roman, beautiful mountains, and people making their way to work in the various towns and cities along the way.
Once we arrived in Lucca, we met up with Rabbi Sara’s brother and sister-in-law. They took us into the walled part of the city, where most of the action happens. There, we met up with her parents. We enjoyed a mid-morning drink and took in the sights. There was a flea market set up with all sorts of art, and antiques, and other things. It was astonishing to see what sorts of things end up in a flea market in Italy as compared to the United States. At the same time, I could not help but wonder if some of those things just came from the Italian IKEA and were as ubiquitous in Italy as some of the things we see here are.
We did stop in one church to see what it had to offer, which was a lot. Art and artifacts from hundreds of years were all in one place. The main attraction, so to speak, was the not-preserved body of a Saint. Without making judgments about any other religion, it is safe to say that I am glad I do not share my workspace with a corpse.
We took a bit of a siesta (what’s Italian for siesta?) and then all got together for a lovely Father’s Day dinner. Among the highlights of the meal were broccoli flan, veal à la Lucca, and great conversation. For dessert, we had our second gelato fix of the day.
We retired to the Airbnb, which overlooks Lucca’s famous walls, and awaited tomorrow’s adventures.
Photos are of the train to Lucca, from inside the church, a different church, the view from the Airbnb, and the tower. Not sure I can write every day, but we will when we can.