Mikveh Day – Post 2

My mikveh!

I am now Jewish.

What a feeling of elation, the amazing feeling of immersing and saying the blessings with my Rabbi next to me, guiding me.

There were 3 blessings, 1 after each immersion, in the Ashkenazic tradition.

  • Baruch Atah Adonai Eloheinu Melech Ha’olam asher k’dshanu b’mitzvotav v’tzivanu al ha’t’vilah
  • Baruch Atah Adonai Eloheinu Melech Ha’olam shecheheyanu v’ki’imanu v’hi’gianu lazman hazeh
  • Sh’ma Yisrael Adonai Eloheinu Adonai Echad baruch shem k’vod malchuto l’olam va’ed

I truly felt the presence of something greater than myself.

I felt a connection to prior generations of Jews who had to give up their religion entirely. Those Jews who never even knew the heritage they were entitled to, because their parents had forsaken Judaism out of fear. Those Jews yet to come who deserve to know where they are from. Nature. Humanity. God.

My daughter was also immersed in the mikveh. For her I said the blessings on her behalf. I didn’t quite give her enough warning so she spluttered a bit, but she’s a trooper. Immediately after she was welcomed to the covenant and given her Hebrew name officially. It was moving and fulfilling. I gave her a little silver necklace with her Hebrew name on it when we got out.

Having a mikveh outdoors was just perfect. Although on a warm summer’s day there wasn’t oodles of privacy, I was so grateful to be able to take the final crucial step outdoors, where I feel most at peace and most at one with the world and the one who created it.

Shalom.

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