It's my birthday.
I've learnt these last few days about Pesach - the celebration of the end of slavery for the Jewish people.
Two days ago I was at a Seder at the house of a dear friend. We read passages about the ending of the slavery of the Jewish people and sang songs about freedom and Adonai.
Tonight L took me to the temple to experience 2nd night Seder. The Rabbi talked about the end of slavery - and we sang songs to Adonai.
I realised i am a Passover baby. Born in the middle of a people becoming free. I was born in the time of freedom.
I had the thought for the first time that maybe I was born to be free.
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I reflected on how many times in the course of my lifetime that I have agreed to things that made me feel like a slave: dynamics that involve me giving more than I am comfortable with, giving more than I want to, in ways that exhaust and drain me - in ways that almost finish me.
"You forgot how you got there
And why you never meant to stay"
From somewhere a song I haven't heard for over 1o years flew in to my mind.
I've done this often I thought.
But this evening I realized: I am a Passover baby. I was born in a time that marks freedom
'The soul and the spirit
Have each got their own limit...'
This year, I thought, will mark the start of the rest of my life where I live life like I am free.
'I can't waste a single second,
Living in hell like it's some kind of heaven..'
That's my birthday wish for me.
It's time.
'If one truth leads to another,
There isn't one that I can't uncover...'
It's my time.
To believe in my own ability.
Ability to be Strong. Successful. Safe. Capable.
To live my life with confidence and self belief.
It is safe for me to be free!
Finally. This year. On this day, my birthday - I get it.
'It's Our time.
It's the Right time.
It's Our time to discover'.
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