09/07/2026
I really noticed it today — the quality of light at 4pm is a little more slanted than it was even ten days ago. Summer is being eased out. And even though, of course, I know it’s coming, I’m struck that Rosh Hashanah is less than two weeks away. I’m feeling the subtle tug of the season of return, the season of t’shuvah — the coming back to who I meant to be.
Teshuvah is often translated as repentance. But it pops up in my mind as that finger-pointing, stick-swinging Rafiki from Lion King, saying “think again!” We can go through much of a year on a kind of autopilot. Our habits, good ones and not-so-good ones, driving our actions so subtly that we barely notice them as habits at all. But the calendar shifts. The light changes angle. The ads we see are back-to-school and fall fashion. Our schedules reset. Something is ending, something else is beginning. Pay attention. Check in. How are those habits working for me? What did I mean to start doing differently? What did I mean to return to? Read all of Julie's September introspection at https://tiferetproject.org/starting-again/
