Akiva was a shepherd.
Rambam was a physician.
And women whose names we may never utter have been life carriers in ways that transcended the fog of tradition and time.
Some, before they were Rabbis.
Some, while they were Rabbis.
But all of them stitched their being into becoming Rabbis.
This is what I tell I myself when I stare into the mystery:
What is beyond us is embedded deep within us.
We can, through this work, here, join ourselves to what lies far out there.
And when the way becomes lost to us,
Or we become lost to the way,
We can remember:
We are travellers on the path our ancestors took.
Alone is an illusion.
And the company we keep is as old as the world.