Today is the fourth straight day of rain. Yesterday's made our time together in the synagogue cozy. Before the Day of Atonement, I always wonder how I will possibly survive a day of little but praying but I'm also excited for the opportunity to consider my life deeply. The last few years, I've felt bored & antsy but this year I was completely present, at least most of the time. I listened closely to all the sermons & prayers & tried hard to consider how my life has been & how I might want or be able to change. It did feel like a rare chance to shut out the world & be alone with myself &, of course, with others doing the same thing. It would be a miracle if any of that actually worked but maybe the hope is enough?