I’m writing this on Friday night. Sunday at sunset marks the beginning of the Jewish New Year, and I’ll be taking a spiritual break for a few days. The traditional greeting is to wish everyone a sweet year, and since the holiday takes place in the fall, it’s usually accompanied by apples and honey. My hope for you is a year filled with awe, good food and purpose.
Till the next time in 5777.
A sweet year to you, Wendy! Enjoy your break and recharge.
Thanks, Petra. Slowly coming back down to earth.