“Hallelu-Yah!” says the last of the Psalms, #150. [By David? It doesn’t say “By David.”]

“Let us praise [or Thank]  Yahhhh.

Not “Adonai, Lord,” but Yahhhh, the Breath of Life, the Wind of Warmth, the Hurricane of Change, the Interbreathing Spirit of the world.

The Breath that keeps all life alive:

We Breathe in what the Trees Breathe out;

The Trees Breathe in what We Breathe out,                               

 The Interbreath that is in crisis precisely in our generation, as our machines and our corporations and ourselves on the drug of carbon breathe more CO2 into the world than our trees can breathe in and turn to oxygen.

So Mother Earth is fevered, burning hotter. Choking. “I can’t breathe,” coughs the planet.

And “Hallelu-Yahhhh,” says the last of the Psalms.  [By Leonard? Yes, it says "By Leonard."]                                                                           

 Please click here:

<https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4imJ7wWB9FU>  and watch/listen to the first of Leonard Cohen’s  songs in this series.

Thanks to Rabbi Robert Tabak for sharing this link, with his note ---  

"On Leonard Cohen’s last trip to Israel, in 2009, he performed in a sports stadium in Ramat Gan outside of Tel Aviv. There was a huge crowd, mostly secular Israelis.  

“He closed the concert with a surprise:  praising members of a Palestinian and Israeli group of bereaved families whose beloveds had been killed by ‘The Other Side’ --  Palestinians killed by Israelis, Israelis killed by Palestinians, whose bereaved families had chosen to work for peace instead of for revenge.

“And then blessing the crowd with the ancient priestly benediction: 'May the Face of the Holy One breathe into you the glowing of Shalom.' ”

Cohen was, after all, a Koheyn, a priestly bridge between Heaven and Earth, as were the ancient Kohanim.

Or between Heaven and The Other Side.

Now please click here:

<https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YrLk4vdY28Q>

and listen to "Hallelu-Yahhhh."
 

I did my best, it wasn't much

I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch

I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you.

And even though it all went wrong

I'll stand before the Lord of Song

With nothing on my tongue but Hallelu-Yah

"Hallelu-Yah, Hallelu-Yah

Hallelu-Yah, Hallelu-Yah

Hallelu-Yah, Hallelu-Yah

Hallelu-Yah, Hallelu-Yah

Hallelu-Yah 

      He also wrote, "There is a crack in everything; that's how the light gets in."

        "True, Leonard; but it's also true, That's how the dark gets in. Time to mend some of the cracks. Among them the crack in Yahhh Itself, the Breath Itself, the crack  that lets in all the scorching heat."

Yet still, and still, and still --

Even if it all goes wrong

We'll breathe into the Breath a Song

With nothing on our tongue but Hallelu-Yah!