Today, for the first time ever on this journey, I made the commitment to say the Shmonei Esrei after I dropped the girls off at school. I said it in English this time because my Hebrew is rusty and I had an appointment to get to.
I said the whole thing. Did the bowing and the knee bending and the chest thumping. And as I got further and further into the prayer this incredible sense of peace came over me. The words started to feel like they were coming from my heart and my soul, and not just my mouth.
My understanding is that after you pray, you are supposed to kiss your book before returning it to where you keep it. So I did. Without thinking. Because it seemed right to do.
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