It seemed like a scene out of an idyllic old movie. The kids ran around outside - practically frolicking as they climbed trees, threw balls, made up games, giggled, shouted, and played. I even saw two girls twirling in circles on the vast green lawn singing 'the hills are alive with the sound of music.' Though a little wet from the rain, the Temple Emanuel Family Retreat couldn't have been more perfect. Cell phones were put away. Video games were nowhere to be seen. Email went unchecked, and at home, trusty DVRs saved the shows that went unwatched. The kids played under the watchful eyes of our staff, and the adults slowly but surely disconnected from the speed of life, and relaxed into a state of content Shabbat rest.
This year, we enjoyed the family retreat at Camp Ramah, in Ojai. The drive to Ventura County filled us all with anticipation as we prepared for the experience. From the moments of candlelight as the sun began to set on Friday evening, to watching the stars rise on Saturday night, we were able to recharge spiritually, both as individuals, as families, and also as a community.
A few weeks ago, we screened the movie Race to Nowhere at Temple Emanuel. In the movie, concerned parents and children expressed worry over the amount of hard work children are expected to do, and the lack of time that children spend just playing. While in our 'real' lives we need to continue striking the balance between work and play, it was refreshing to have a weekend where there was no choice to make. Spending some time away from the hustle and bustle of city life was healing, as it allowed parents and children to put one another first, without ordinary distractions or obligations.
During our final activity, we thought about what it is that we all hope to bring back from the family retreat to our 'regular' lives. For some it was the friendship, for others the memories or the time spent as a family. Whether it was the early morning yoga, the melodies and harmonies we wove during services, roasting marshmellows over an open fire or delighting in the site of city kids frolicking in the green grass, at the family retreat we all experienced something special - a moment that can never quite be replicated, but that we can strive for every Shabbat... until next year, at our next weekend away.
Rabbi Sara Mason-Barkin