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Press the play button below to listen to Errol reading “Becoming a Mensch”

By Errol Strider


Stand up full strength, stride inside yourself,
brimming over,
fully caffeinated male…

Fill the frame… with all your humanity,
no more holding back
no more crouching down

Come forth male God incarnate
light the way…generous spirit
pregnant man with mensch inside you
Mazeltov! It’s a 160 pound mensch.

We’ve waited for years,
inside the sack of pain or shame,
the womb of struggle and faith,
the vagina of “It’s about time”

Show up manly soul
raise your self to the full height
of grandeur man.

You have arrived, undiminished,
palms open,
exuding splendor, majesty
and the humility to see it
in all who cross your vision.

You radiate wealth, gusto, effervescence
full pockets bursting with goodies
you enter our space and throw a mitzvah
make it a party

you reek love, you sly mensch
you drip possibility,
you embody trust
you surround each moment with a giant L’chiam
and echoes of “To Life!” reverberate into every resonant heart

Yea! Mr. Mensch
as you breath vitality into companies, marriages,
families, and friends
you are such good company
slide over and ooze into me,
walk with me
talk to me of heaven,
speak to me of  joy

you flavor our yearning with the warm spice
of your exuberant presence
you nourish our minds with a buoyant knowing
a knowing that reaches into the First Source and Mensch
who has charged you to deliver his ubiquitous menschness
into every corner of time,
to impassionate every true desire.
to open up mensch stands all across the world,
advertising the menschood
giving out your mensch brochures—
each warm, intoxicating smile that surges through your love

You are a mirror
for my latent, true, rich, abundant maleness
how gracious you are…
you make room inside you for my woman
you model exquisite intimacy,
the male and female at home in us
two hands clasped in gratitude
2 palms facing the world
ready to receive,
eager to give

what a present you are, you menschness
friend to the earth,
com padre to the little, the bereft…

those who long for their menschness,
though they know not what it means
or how to sound it in their person

A long standing grace has made it possible for you to appear now,
to take stage on planet earth
as you walk across the sand, the dirt, the highway,
you make it sing…

songs spring forth from your footsteps
songs of Elohim and Adonai of Allah and Krishna,
of Buddha, Christ and Mother-Son.

As you step fully into this space,
we greet you with a bountiful “Good Yontif!”
good Shabas!
each moment suffused with Shabat,
the time to rest in God,
in the revelation of how menschy we all can be…
when we discard denial,
step naked as a child from the shower of purification
into the full open embrace of our innocence

There you are, you hunk of mensch,
luxuriating in self delight
forgiving of the past,
trusting of the future
bonded to this sacred instant
where your face beams assurance
to our waiting, eager, plaintiff adolescent souls

Shine forth, Sir Mensch,
Be Knighted in a diamond studded shout,

Bring life to the words,
“Bawruch ataw adonoi elohaynu melech hawolawm…
“Blessed art thou, Oh Eternal, Our God, King of the Universe…”
Father of all mensches.
for all are full bodied total beings in your sight,
and that’s what makes you Daddy Mensch

So, what is a mensch?
A man who walks securely in every living moment,
with full confidence
that every beat of his heart
and each breath of his soul
is a gift to life
and everyone he touches is a gift to himself.



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