Sometimes shabbos seems to fly past, and be over before I have truly entered it.
This shabbos, on the other hand, felt long and full and rich, for which I am grateful.
I was one of several guests for a splendid shabbos dinner last night. In shul this morning I was unexpectedly called on to chant the beginning of Shir HaShirim, Song of Songs, and gratefully discovered that I still remembered it. After a splendid communal lunch, some of us sat to learn for a while, sitting at the picnic tables behind the shul by the creek on a splendid day. The final treat was going next door to play with the goats and their new kids, and to meet the newly-arrived chickens. What a treat; how many shuls have a menagerie right next door?
I came home and read, went and took a lovely long meandering walk with a friend then stayed to visit, and only after the sun had long set did I return to the laptop, the emails portending disaster, my poor skinny sick cat, the internet bringing me pleas for money for good causes, etc.
I feel very fortunate and grateful for this practice every week, of stepping out of "normal" time into an Altered State that lasts at least twenty-six hours. My whole mind is allowed to disconnect from its weekday obsessions. I return with more energy and perspective, and possibly a bit more patience.
Wishing us all a good week.