We have sprouts! So many that I have transplanted our parsley to a new pot. The lovely planting project during religious school on Tu B’shevat has resulted in parsley sprouts growing for Pesach. They grow a little more every day. I can’t help thinking as I watch them grow, that they are a metaphor for us, who also take weeks to get ready for Pesach. As our sprouts grow, we are growing in soul, hopefully working on what we should address in our lives to receive the peace, freedom, and optimism that Pesach brings with it.
If you haven’t thought about it yet, it’s not too late. As I clean out my cabinets and vacuum under our sofa cushions, I am thinking about the clutter in my heart and mind that could use some attention to resolve, let go, and repair. And when I’m feeling overwhelmed, I remember the sprouts. Maybe I’m not buried alive, but being given the opportunity to grow.
Amy Claver is the chair of the Religious Education committee at Ezra Habonim, the Niles Township Jewish Congregation and the mother of two students.