I live in a city in southern Arizona where most all shops are closed on Sundays, and many on Mondays too. Only the major stores are open but generally with reduced hours. It’s actually glorious to drive the boulevard on a Sunday without much traffic and definitely reminds me of the ‘old-days.’
A whole day would indeed be difficult, but an afternoon would be enough to take a breather and hear stories of other times with people we love. What a lovely afternoon ... to be sure. Goof for your and Rose.
It certainly is. I reined in my husband's work ethic by insisting we leave Sundays for doing fun things. Going for long rides is something he can handle -- he commuted for years, so driving is meditation for him. Anything to get out of the house and away from the chores.
What struck me, quite sadly, about you article was the fact that the radio station interrupted their programming to announce the bombing of Baghdad. That wouldn't happen here in the US, let alone having a woman throw down a bolt of fabric while lamenting the fate of women and children. I remember talking to some young people then who didn't even know that we were at war with Iraq. George Bush told us to go shopping. Now, in this war, I see people carrying on like normal while the Defense Secretary brags about negotiating with bombs. 😪
There is really nothing compared to Shabbat observance to really switch off. I hail from Halifax but have been living in Israel for over 50 years. Come Friday afternoon, businesses and stores shut and everything slows down to a halt. People go home to prepare for the festive dinner. A unique and special aura descends upon the land. Even though some places ( restaurants/ amusements) operate and many do not keep the day in the traditional, religious way, by and large it's a very peaceful, quiet time spent with family and friends. It's upllifting and liberating to be exempt from daily tasks and concerns for 25 hours EVERY week. Whenever I travel I see there's hardly any difference between Saturday and Sunday ( as a kid in the 60's there WAS a distincton). Instead there is constant rushing around, more shopping, ever more consuming, never any down time. With planning and organizing oneself, we can carve out that special gift of time to rejuvenate and let go of worrries and cares. Highly recommended. Try it!
I am thinking of all the work women did to run households in the past. No wonder they honoured a day of rest!
I live in a city in southern Arizona where most all shops are closed on Sundays, and many on Mondays too. Only the major stores are open but generally with reduced hours. It’s actually glorious to drive the boulevard on a Sunday without much traffic and definitely reminds me of the ‘old-days.’
I know, you are lucky. Nothing wrong with making time for non commercial life>
A whole day would indeed be difficult, but an afternoon would be enough to take a breather and hear stories of other times with people we love. What a lovely afternoon ... to be sure. Goof for your and Rose.
I am lucky to have her. And time out is good for the soul.
It certainly is. I reined in my husband's work ethic by insisting we leave Sundays for doing fun things. Going for long rides is something he can handle -- he commuted for years, so driving is meditation for him. Anything to get out of the house and away from the chores.
What struck me, quite sadly, about you article was the fact that the radio station interrupted their programming to announce the bombing of Baghdad. That wouldn't happen here in the US, let alone having a woman throw down a bolt of fabric while lamenting the fate of women and children. I remember talking to some young people then who didn't even know that we were at war with Iraq. George Bush told us to go shopping. Now, in this war, I see people carrying on like normal while the Defense Secretary brags about negotiating with bombs. 😪
I hear you. The capacity to continue to be shocked is important.
There is really nothing compared to Shabbat observance to really switch off. I hail from Halifax but have been living in Israel for over 50 years. Come Friday afternoon, businesses and stores shut and everything slows down to a halt. People go home to prepare for the festive dinner. A unique and special aura descends upon the land. Even though some places ( restaurants/ amusements) operate and many do not keep the day in the traditional, religious way, by and large it's a very peaceful, quiet time spent with family and friends. It's upllifting and liberating to be exempt from daily tasks and concerns for 25 hours EVERY week. Whenever I travel I see there's hardly any difference between Saturday and Sunday ( as a kid in the 60's there WAS a distincton). Instead there is constant rushing around, more shopping, ever more consuming, never any down time. With planning and organizing oneself, we can carve out that special gift of time to rejuvenate and let go of worrries and cares. Highly recommended. Try it!
Loved this Adina, part of my family is returning to Shabbat observance and it is a lesson to us all. So human, so wise.
Thanks, I needed that.
You are welcome. So did I.