Pesach got off to a beautiful start this week. First night, we enjoyed seder at home with family and friends, laughing and joking and telling each other the story of our freedom. Second night, Havurah Shalom hosted its annual community seder and I had the great joy of co-leading it with fellow Havurahnik Adela B. We had a lot of fun, especially when I wrapped up in a tablecloth and became the World's Biggest Afikoman.
Last night we began counting the Omer, keeping track of the 49 days from Passover to Shavuot, or, as I joked last night at Havurah, we move from fixating on sheaves of wheat to dreaming of cheesecake.
Over the next seven weeks, we will contemplate spiritual characteristics of what it means to live a life of holiness and purpose, and spend a little time each evening in a truly present moment even as we grow towards the next one.
Lim'not yameinu kein hodah v'navi l'vav chochmah
Teach us to treasure each day, that we may open our hearts to Your wisdom
(from Psalm 90)
May the next 49 days, or seven weeks, be a time of presence and unfolding for each of us as we transition from Spring to Summer, as the days -- and our hearts -- grow warmer and brighter.