I have written 237 posts since I began my blog in February 2011. Now and again I look at the rolled up data on page views.
Nonetheless, I find it fascinating to look at this list. Of course for me the list has tremendous meaning because I know the story behind each post just from the title.
Each post is an observation - a deep dive. The mere decision of what to write about is in itself a reflection.
It is so easy to go through life with one day rolling into the next and not taking a moment to meditate or contemplate. I don't believe that was the case before electricity and even more so before candles and lamps when we lived by the light of the moon and campfire at night.
I suspect humans did much more deep contemplation when we sat by campfires. That would be the time when we conceived of the scriptures and oral legends began. Perhaps in the silence with just the light of the stars and the moon and a campfire we were closer to God. Consider how the cycle of the moon would have so much significance at that time.
In many respects it is much easier to appreciate the Jewish lunar calendar than our Gregorian calendar. Such are the ways of Man.
On Erev Sukkot, the evening at the beginning of Sukkot (The festival of booths) these thoughts are particularly relevant. This is the moment God COMMANDED us to not just remember - but to re-live. We are told to build a temporary hut and experience being outside under the stars, just as our ancestors did when the fled Egypt and stayed the first night in place called Sukkot in a sukkah. Or another way to look at it, when the entire nation went camping together.
That first night of freedom must have felt both profoundly liberating and exceptionally frightening.
In "the first" post I wrote I explained the reasons why I was beginning my blog and what I hoped to gain from doing so. Looking back at it, I am satisfied with the results. I will keep it up.
