Barukh ata Adonay, Eloheinu, melekh ha’olam, asher kid’shanu b’mitzvotav v’tzivanu al sfirat ha-omer.
Blessed are You, Adonay our God, ruler of the universe, who makes us holy with mitzvot and gives us this opportunity to count the Omer.
Today is day eleven which is one week and four days of the Omer. Hayom yom ahad-es’re she hem shavua ehad ve arbaa yamim laOmer.
Today is Netzakh be Gevura, victory within strength, power within might.
(Sleep within night-time?) I am very intelligent (also, modest, pretty, and…) This is my strength. I can explain complicated concepts, still learn new things pretty quickly, manage technology reasonably, and read advanced literature (although I prefer trashy fantasy – we all have our vices.) So, whenever there’s a competition in this area, I win. It makes me a bit of a snob, intellectually speaking, however. I am happy to point out your mistakes in grammar and spelling, and to explain to you why you’re wrong, I’m right and you might as well like it. The only problem is, you usually don’t like it. By being intellectually superior, I alienate people and hurt them, make them feel small and deny their strengths – that’s a pretty stupid way to behave, and can leave me lonely. When I can see other’s strengths enough to have compassion with their weakness enough to help them overcome it, when I can hold my tongue about how right I am – when I have something that I can learn from you, that’s power within strength. That way, I can use my strong point; my intelligence to achieve real victory.
Today, let my power be the ability to perceive the strengths of others.