This poem was inspired by experiencing the women’s mikvah with members of my synagogue in late August. It was a deeply powerful spiritual experience, the likes of which I hadn’t experienced in a long time. I was honored to be able to share this at s’lichot services that evening.
This morning I journeyed to the ocean, walked among the herons and starlings, and into the embrace of community, a minyan of strong, compassionate women. We sang our blessings underneath the pelicans as they soared into the heavens. We descended into the arms of the Pacific. I arrived seeking liberation from fear and emerged from her waters wrapped in divine love. I’ve been struggling with my faith, finding it hard to trust and forgive myself, and with one quick, cool wave, the ocean stole my glasses, and gave me a new perspective. I had to rely on the kindness of my sisters to guide me to my car, and all I could do was smile with joy at the beauty of an answered prayer, the opportunity to fully let go. It’s amazing how such simple acts can bring about a radical healing.