There’s something magical about sharing a part of yourself that otherwise is hidden.The cohort met today and I was much more open about what’s been going on in my life than I thought I would be. Everyone was so supportive and kind.
Counting the Omer has reminded me of things that I haven’t done since I was a kid. Growing up and becoming an adult is weird. I’m realizing that reaching adulthood (whatever that is) caused me to push a lot of my creativity and other parts of myself away. Painting with watercolors has been soothing and freeing, even if I fret over how things look. Surprisingly, I’ve felt much more connected to my Judaism.