Tonight at sundown, marked the holiest of holidays in Judaism.
It is a day about saying you are sorry.
And asking for forgiveness.
Sorry in itself is such a small word,
but it has such a big impact.
Just think about all of the little hurts we carry around;
the weight of them on our hearts when piled up.
Many of these could likely have been eliminated
if a simple "I'm sorry" had been extended.
I was raised in a loving, liberal home,
in which my parents shared traditions
from both their religious backgrounds.
Beliefs and rituals weren't pressed on us.
We weren't a church or synagogue family.
In truth, I identify more closely
with my exposure to Unitarianism,
but there is something about this day in particular
that I find really meaningful.
You don't have to be religious at all
to reflect upon your actions of the past
and to be mindful
to make everything right in your world -
if only for the day.
And that goes both ways.
Today is about looking inward more so than out.
This is a powerful exercise -
and one that I find very rewarding.
As my dad wished to me,
I wish for all of you:
Happiness, health and love.