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 twenty-three which is three weeks and two days of the Omer. Hayom yom esrim ve shalosh she hem shlosha shavuot vey shtey yammim laOmer.
Today is Gevurah be Netzakh, strength within power, might within victory.
I feel a bit as I’ve been dipped in some sort of sticky gunky stuff today, which is causing me to move super slowly and stupidly. But that’s no reason to keep from writing this Omer. That’s my story today. I’m doing stuff despite the fact that I go super slow, that I get almost nothing done, that everything takes way longer than expected and that the distractions are manifold. I keep going, and sometimes, another task gets successfully done. A little task – a single thing that makes me feel better about myself, that makes my space a nicer one, that helps others live happy successful lives. That’s a victory – and the strength I need, the one that brings me that victory, that’s the strength to write one more line; to do one more thing; to take one more step.
Today, I accept that I may be moving slowly towards victory, but I refuse to stop. My strength is to keep going.