God speaks in whispers. Silent brushes of wind, moments that implore you to take notice There is so much that I do not understand: How to sing when I am choking. How to forget. How to remember. How to discern the blessing within the pain. How to heal so that I may hold on to greatness and grandeur. Rather, I wish for softness and stillness, for the relinquishment of all that no longer matters. I wish for goodness to linger like the scent of jasmine on a hot summer day. It's enough already. It's enough resenting people and circumstances so far away that even the scars have dulled with age. Out there, beyond my small self, is vastness and forgiveness and fortitude and love. I long to fall gently into the arms of a loving world. God speaks in whispers silent brushes of wind and moments that implore you to take notice.
– Rabbi Karyn D. Kedar, “Whispers” from Amen: Seeking Presence with Prayer, Poetry, and Mindfulness Practice by Rabbi Karyn Kedar © 2020 by Central Conference of American Rabbis and used by permission of the CCAR.
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