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-four which is three weeks and three days of the Omer. Hayom yom esrim ve arba she hem shlosha shavuot ve shlosha yammim laOmer.
Today is Tiferet be Netzakh, beauty within power, grace within victory.
How about the opposite? Have you thought about ugliness within defeat? Because sour grapes is a thing, a thing I do A LOT. There is stuff I can’t have? It was lousy stuff, all of it. I didn’t even want it. I sneer at the accomplishments of others that I could never match and laugh at their successes. Ha, I think to myself, look at what she’s excited about; how pathetic is that? But if truth be told, I could do it. I couldn’t match that task or skill no matter how hard I tried. So, I need to let go of my sneering and start smiling instead. It is beautiful when someone succeeds, when someone wins. Just because it wasn’t me doesn’t mean the beauty of the win is any less. I can, if I let go of my jealous sour-grapes attitude, see that and appreciate the wins others have.
Today, I will not salve my pride with sour grapes thinking. I will see that other peoples’ victories are beautiful.