"How did it feel?" That was the question that each and every religious person asked me when I told them I lit the candles that first Shabbat. I was surprised at that question when my Rabbi first asked me and perplexed when our ritual director asked me the exact same question.
The only way I could answer each of them was to tell them how I didn't feel.
I didn't feel awkward or embarrassed or odd.
It didn't feel awkward or uncomfortable or odd.
It was fine. I had decided to light the candles by myself and for myself. My thinking was that if I became comfortable with lighting Shabbat Candles by myself, it would not be a big deal to incorporate that into our Friday evening if we ever decide to do a Shabbat dinner. I knew that it was the first step in that direction. I knew that I had to do this for myself before I could do this with someone else.
It has been three weeks now that I have lighten the candles. I am still not sure how I felt - pride, maybe; a sense of accomplishment for sure; happy, certainly because that comes with a sense of personal satisfaction.
I don't know if those responses were what was anticipated when the question was put before me. I don't know that I felt anything spiritual, but I think I did feel a sense of belonging.
I am wondering exactly what responses were anticipated by the first two that questioned me; but I do know, that by the time the third person (another Rabbi) asked me, I think I began to understand the question just a little bit more.
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