Friday, September 17, 2010
Today is the last lap of the High Harrowing Holy Days. It has been a doozy of a holiday for me. Though I didn't have to make amends to anyone (or ... if there are those to whom I owe apologies, this isn't the year to do so). I've prayed my ass off, I've tried to "see" everything I needed to "see," I have opened my heart wider than I ever imagined I could. I have laughed, cried, flopped, felt at peace ... name the state of mind/heart: I've been there during the last nine days. Yikes. My third eye feels all stretched out of shape by the rigors of the holiday which is why I love the pic above (taken in Lafayette Park yesterday). Looks like that pidgeon is popping out of the third eye of the horse. Ouch!! Yeah, I feel kind of like that.
But wait! I'll need to stretch open my crown, heart and third eye even further in order to accommodate the energy flow of Yom Kippur which begins tonight at sundown. Did I say that the High Holy Days are not for sissies? Whoa. They really aren't.
What a year this has been! No wonder the holiday has been so intense. In spite of all my complaining, I am very grateful for all the changes, revelations, and heart-opening experiences of the past year. Change is rigorous, oh yeah. But - life is short and we aren't dead yet. Time's a wastin' people. Even at age 57, so many things can shift in a year. I am in awe. Wow.
Happy weekend to all. L'Shanah Tovah! Shalom.