Shabbat Walking These Last 34 Years....
I grew up in walking distance of my Reform temple in Fargo, ND. No one walked anywhere, except that as a sort of vestigal observance from my parents' Jewish Brooklyn and St. Paul chilhoods, we did walk to Temple on Rosh Hashanah. I thought that was pretty cool, exotic almost, kind of tribal and arcane and mysterious. I went to Jewish summer camp where various Shabbat prohibitions were in force, but driving was irrelevant in a camp context. Only in adult life did I make the decision, with my husband, not to drive on Shabbat.
As a result, we have always lived in walking distance of our various synagogues, though we are not Orthodox. Occasionally I drive if I am going out alone on Friday night and I don't feel safe walking by myself, but I have walked with my husband to morning Shabbat services for 34 years, in all seasons. Once we walked 7 miles to our niece's bat mitzvah. We have at various times been very hot, very cold, and very wet; we are generally very happy to get home after our 1.1 mile walk. A few times, during snow storms with closed roads, we walked down the middle of the streets.
I have always considered this quality time - when our kids were little, there were many stages and strategies for accomplishing this distance. One was M&M walks - one M&M was doled out per street crossed. We told endless stories to keep them distracted and to avoid whining. Lots of piggy back rides, lots of "sites" along the way that still make me smile. I know where every flowering tree and bush will blossom, and we have carefully observed the gradual upgrading of our neigborhood, since we notice every paint job and newly cemented sidewalk. We even pass the police commissioner's house and note his shiny black cars. None of this is remarkable, but if it weren't for shabbat walks, I doubt I would know the 'hood this initmately. It gives me a sense of connectedness that driving doesn't match.
Way back before we were all talking about Peak Oil and global warming, Rabbi Arthur Waskow observed that being shomer shabbat and eschewing driving meant 1/7 less driving per week. I liked that idea, though resource reduction was not on my mind back then.
There was one exception to shabbat walking, in Salzberg, Germany, where we experienced the proverbial "free streetcar". Halachically speaking, if a street car is free and stops at every stop, one can take it. Salzberg actually had such a conveyance. It was a great novelty for us, but it sure felt like cheating!
Now I think every Jewish community should promote walking. Unfortunately synagogues have tended to locate themselves on suburban thoroughfares, often without sidewalks. Hopefully synagogue planners will be more mindful that when they construct "synagogue sprawl" they also minimize any sense of community.
Any stories to share about your shabbat walking experiences?
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