On this morning, I am back to reciting the blessings in the car on my drive to work. I am not eager to return to the stresses of my job, sorry not to be outside for this sacred part of my morning. It can be tempting to take the morning off from this practice, to listen to the radio instead, but this ritual eases my transition, and I need it.

I let the blessings come one after another with a melody that has a second half that wants to be followed by the first half, inviting the flow of the blessings to continue after the set 15, wherever I need them to go, right on into my day.

Baruch atah adonai eloheinu chey haolamim she'asani bat horin. Blessed are You, the Free, Our God, Life of All the Worlds, who made me free.

Blessed are You, the Source, Our God, who inspires a free flow of prayerful song.