So, last week I wrote about how I was going to grow out my beard for the Omer, the period between Passover and Shavuot. I chose to do this because it was a spiritual practice I thought I could squeeze into my life. After all, the only requirement was NOT shaving. I was unable to do it.
There were a few issues: first, came the invitation to testify before a committee of the Oregon House of Representatives in favor of two bills, one establishing civil unions for same sex couples, the other prohibiting discrimination based on sexual orientation. I figured I should look clean and well put together for that. Then there was the trade show I wound up doing this weekend…again I figured I should look put together. And then we hosted a major networking event at CubeSpace for a group that is somewhat more carefully groomed than the freelancers I tend to associate with (there was a great deal of makeup in the room) and I figured I ought to be shaved.
So here I am, a week later, clean shaven. And I’m looking for another spiritual practice, one which won’t interfere with my work life.