Approaching The Day Itself
I never know what to write or where to write it. Part of why I write here is so that I can look back here one day and remember. i could do this writing in private. And yet.
I am hungry at 10:50 AM. Grabbing a second to write. Breakfast was 2 packages of oatmeal and some vanilla fro-yo. I wanted just strawberries with the oatmeal like i had yesterday, but there were no strawberries today.
I've said before that I believe it was intentional that the first command G-d gave to man was food related. and the first mistake in judgment man made had to do with food. Food plays a major role, in so many ways, on so many levels, in our humanity.
It's now 12:35 PM. I just finished a meeting with a student.
I ate lunch quickly right before we met and ended up with the hiccups. About 6 into these 13 i successfully just got rid of my hiccups.
I am thinking about Pesach and wish I had time to write here fully about it. i was inspired by many people. At the moment i'm thinking of Lynn who turned 90 on Pesach and is so vibrant and so wise, thoughtful, sensitive, and kind.
It's 6:07 PM, been home for less than an hour. Breathing. Breathing is good. Cooking too. Cooking is something I enjoy. Cholent up. Salmon poaching. I have company tomorrow. Why ado I share this? Perhaps my share has something to do with my upbringing and its aftermath.
6:22 PM -
I had a wonderful and fulfilling and demanding yet pleasurable Pesach. I worked hard yet enjoyed it. I spent the one full day of Chol aMoed I had going back and forth to visit my dad. I ran Seders, minyan, gave shiurim, lectures, ran workshops. emceed a talent show, spoke with many people and much more in my role as rabbi.
I don't know what to say. So I will publicly hank G-d for both my Pesach work and my year work, which I dove back into yesterday. I thank G-d for health and for connections, for life.
Shabbos is approaching and that's a good thing.
Yes, there was the rest
and there was a creation
of the day itself