Image: The rabbi, hugging three poodles. (Linda Burnett)
This has been a week of odds and ends, but not a week for writing. Time to shake summer off and get into a more productive rhythm.
Elul is flying, Selichot is Saturday night. This year I seem to be doing my soul searching on a more visceral level: physical clues and dreams, things bubbling up through my body and brain. The exterior world is a mess and my innards seem to be housecleaning.
What to do? Keep working the process. Don’t let myself be too distracted by the things I cannot control. Elul and the High Holy Days are focused on that short list of things I do control, namely, my behavior.
How is Elul going for you?
