This essay previously published in Liberating Your Passover Seder (Ben Yehuda Press, 2021).
When I think about Passover, I remember the cold evenings and late nights of Toronto’s early spring months. I see my family and our friends around a long table in whichever neighborhood home was hosting that year. We were gathering, as we do in every generation, to tell the story of our people finding liberation in becoming a people.
We were there to examine our ideals and ethics through classic parables read throughout the world, and new additions that one of us had decided to include that year. In my memory, the kids would spill swiped wine on the already beaten up Haggadot while the parents were out in the backyard striking a match to begin what they called “The Burning Bush” ceremony before we began the Seder.
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