It’s marked by a meal. Specific foods. Specific words. A table set in a certain way. The story is told the same way each year, not to repeat it, but to enter it again.
Enter the story. Enter the ritual.
In yoga and in prayer, we tune in. We bless ourselves. We chant a mantra in Kundalini—Ong Namo Guru Dev Namo. We say our prayers—Japji, the Our Father.
These are access points. Portals. Not just a way to start or rush through a practice.
For Passover, the preparation is slow. And our entry into practice needs to be just as mindful.
Slow down. Breathe.
Breathe each syllable of each word.
Down into the root, the belly. Opening the chest. Moving through the throat, the jaw, the ears and eyes. The crown.
Where can you slow down even more in preparation for "the meal"? What can you further open in yourself?