Dreaming HH tunes already?!

Too soon -- too soon! I am NOT ready to start waking up with High Holiday melodies drifting through my head. I guess listening to tapes late at night isn't such a great idea after all.

One of my fears about leading services is that I'll "lose" a tune at the moment we get to the page. Now I have to contend with the added threat of coming up with the wrong tune. There's only one solution -- lie! I'll just pretend it was intentional and say that I'm warming them up for Rosh Hashannah.


later

Crisis averted. I'm humming Jason Mraz. Not sure if it's an improvement, but at least it's something new.

"Well open up your mind and see like me
Open up your plans and damn you're free...
So I won't hesitate no more, no more...:

Beginnings

I've never blogged... never considered blogging... never followed a blog... So why start now?

It's simple, really. I'm embarking on something completely new and truly terrifying. I hope that by thinking out loud (so to speak) I'll be able to find my way, learn something about myself, and allay my fears. OK, truth is they're probably not allayable.

What's so scary? My first-ever High Holiday services -- as a service leader, that is. I've been a congregant in about a zillion HH services. Well, that may be an exaggeration, but you know what I mean. At the ripe old age of 52, it certainly feels like a zillion or so.

This blog will be my way of marking the journey, from Shabbat Nachamu (the first haftarah of consolation) through Yom Kippur. Wish me luck!