The echoing sounds of the Shofar seem to be fading as we travel as if by train away from the epoch , the vastness of Rosh Hashanah. The two days filled with anxious pleading and revelry already seem somewhat quieter and somber. The mood changing from extrospection to introspection.
As that same train leaves the city behind, the scene changes, sights and sounds that we rarely hear are all of a sudden crisp and beautiful in our ears. These are the sounds of the inner self, the place we rarely get a chance to visit. Hearing our own voice, without the clutter of our daily madness.
Then suddenly like the whistle of the train, the chant of Kol Nidre , breaks the silence, and forces us to focus on what is ahead. It calls to our subconscious to our deepest thoughts and feelings.
The Chazzan’s melody collects our inner soul ready for the journey ahead, prepares us for the moment of truth, where we truly see ourselves in all our naked simplicity.
It’s time to be honest, time to be truthful, time to realise that in our journeys we have blundered and tripped. But most important it’s also a time that we can forgive. For whatever spirituality you find speaks to you, allows you to be honest with yourself, with your own consciousness. The greatest gift is forgiveness.
What Judaism has bestowed upon us, whether atheist, agnostic or believer is that true forgiveness is divinity in itself for without it we would suffer immeasurably and the purpose of our time here on earth filled with regret and sadness.
Gemar Chatimah Tovah “May your final sealing (in the Book of Life) be good.”