Writing everyday for the month of Elul and hearing the Shofar makes the cries of the Shofar so resounding…some so sad, some so internally deep, and some full of power.
The pandemic has enveloped my past months… missing family…missing friends. But I have been able to study and study. I will take from these months, a lesson. One can always find time to study. Some learning each day makes me wake up.
What has brought me joy is the big and little things… I have a brother in New Orleans and I now speak to him almost every other day..how wonderful that is… and other joys are walking through the woods, listening and being quiet.
The challenges I face are the worlds hardships, dichotomy and sorrow.. I feel so much tensions in politics and the world… hard to separate from them.
