♦I have just a few more thoughts about Pesach that didn’t really fit anywhere else, but I didn’t want to neglect them. I also wanted to wrap up these Pesach flashbacks before the next Jewish holiday, Shavuot (Pentecost), which starts, um, tonight. Nothing like getting it in under the wire. I’m kind of looking at this as my omer project. (The omer is the period of time–49 days–between the 2nd day of Pesach and Shavuot.)
♦The first Jewish holiday I celebrated was Pesach (when I was first learning about Judaism). I was totally overwhelmed. Totally. Nobody told me that I should eat BEFORE going to the seder (because we wouldn’t actually get to the food for hours), and nobody told me that we would be there until well after midnight. Like I said, totally overwhelmed.
♦I became Jewish on Rosh Chodesh (first of the month) of Nisan. (Nisan is the month in which Pesach occurs.) So, the first holiday I celebrated as a Jew was Pesach, as well as the first holiday I celebrated while just learning about Judaism. Now also the first holiday after getting my own freedom, my own voice.
♦Pesach is called zman heruteinu–the time of our freedom. It celebrates when we went from slavery to freedom. I believe I will be celebrating my journey to freedom, which began at Pesach-time for the rest of my life. The haggadah tells us that we are commanded to tell the story of the Exodus as though each of us were personally liberated from Egypt, from Mitzrayim, from the narrow place. I have been. And I will.
♦Now, on to Shavuot, which with its being known as the “converts’ holiday” (for it’s connection to Ruth, the convert), and focus on dairy foods (mmmmmm, dairy…), is also a big favorite of mine. Chag sameach!
ETA: Many apologies for the non-user friendly nature of this post. I’ll try to be more careful in the future.