Wednesday, April 08, 2009
It isn't that we bless the sun, per se. We say a blessing thanking G-d for the creation of the sun, for the opportunity to see this once-every-28-years event, when the sun is in the same position it was (supposedly) when it was created. Always on April 8, always on a Wednesday, the fourth day of the Jewish week (Yom Revi-i, Day 4).
We went to Mountain Top, the highest point on St. Thomas, and met the owner (Israeli and observant Jew). He opened up, we went out on the balcony, had a little coffee and multigrain bread (with sunflower seeds) made by myself - and watched the sun come over the horizon as the rabbi explained why we do this. We read a short service, and said the blessing: Praised are you Adonai our G-d, ruler of the universe, who performs the work of creation.
The sun rose red and glowing, breaking through the clouds on the horizon which reflected gold over the ocean and the distant islands. The sky went from lavender to pink to blue, the sea went from grey to turquoise, birds began to flit about, the world began to wake up.
I can't explain it. Something stirred in my soul. This was a simple, low-key service. But something that happens every 28 years, so it's also momentous. DH was rather underwhelmed. But I feel spiritually renewed. As if this was a symbolic acknowledgment of my own person re-creation, of re-creating and renewing myself in a healthier and fitter form.
I feel energized, excited. Or maybe it's two cups of coffee. I don't know. I just feel really good, inside and out.