#blogElul 2017 – Day 10: Forgive

If asking for forgiveness during blogelul+2017
these holy days leading to even
holier days is a requirement
is there meaning in the act?

Isn’t it more honorable to apologize
close to the event where one has
hurt someone instead of racking up
brownie points with God?

Does the blanket “please forgive
me if I’ve done something
to hurt you” pass muster with
God during the Yamim Noraim?

Intent matters – deeply
caring about the harm one has
done to another is an essential
part of asking for forgiveness.


I have tried to apologize when
I have done damage to another
but sometimes I am not aware
of the injury I have inflicted.

Most often this is the case for me
when the suffering is to self
when the wound goes too deep
for a mere “sorry” to salve the soul.

In this sacred season I apologize
to my soul for the anguish and
self-loathing I have administered
to it this past year (and more).

My intent is pure, my contrition
sincere, my covenant to cease
this destructive behavior is made
before self and God.

Ken y’hi ratzon.  (May it be Your will.)


Once again, I’m participating in #blogElul, which I have followed for a few years. In past years, I’ve found it helpful as I ponder and reflect in the month before the High Holidays – Yamim Noraim. Check out some of the amazing themed posts geared around the work and joy of Elul – of introspection and reflection in the days leading to the High Holy Days (Organized by Ima Bima.) You can read prior years’ #blogElul posts via the Elul tag.

About armsakimbobook

I'm a mother, a lawyer, a feminist, a writer, a potter, and an inveterate and unapologetic New Yorker. My book, Arms Akimbo: A Journey of Healing, tells of my journey of healing over a number of years, learning to live a full life after I was molested by my father at a very young age. I live in Maynard, MA, with my wife and and our two moose-cats, Samson and Hercules. My daughter used to live with me part-time, but she's all grown up now and in her junior year of college, which I can't quite fathom, since she was born about five minutes ago...
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