A peaceful day – everything is closed. Yet, the door to life is always open. I’ll be taking a walk, outside today, after walking out the front door of this house. Mostly, I have been spending time on the patio, writing blogs; however, the path of life in the slow lane is calling out to me. Inertia will only take me so far along the way of relaxation, writing, and bird watching – all from a chair on the patio, enclosed by screen panels on three sides, plus the mostly screened “roof.” It’s like multi-tasking in slow motion, with the wind keeping the pace, rustling the palm fronds on the nearby palm trees.
I am spending Chanukah with my Mom, replete with the additional “blessings” of lighting candles, attending services, and observing Shabbat. Bittersweet, because my father passed away on the fifth day of Chanukah last year. So, the light shines brighter on that day, when five out of eight candles are lit; and, his neshamah (soul) glows stronger, with the light of G-d shining through the darkness.