Netzach

 This week is Netzach. The fourth week from Pesach. That's crazy that it's been a month, feels like yesterday. 

What is Netzach? There are a lot of translations because it's beyond one word. All the sefiros are like that. The way I understand Netzach is perseverance. I was going through some things I wrote the other day. That day was Tiferes in Netzach. What's Tiferes? In this context I think the best translation is compassion. Compassion is not sympathy or even empathy. Compassion is fully experiencing and being in every situation. To yourself and to others. Whatever the situation calls for. Laughing with someone, or crying with them. Whatever will be best for them. Is my Compassion only there when it's convenient, when I feel positive feelings or also when it's hard? When maybe I feel like another person doesn't deserve compassion or I myself don't deserve compassion. Hashem is perfect in all these attributes. Hashem has compassion no matter what. 

And so going back to what I wrote it felt appropriate that I rediscovered it on Tiferes of Netzach. 

For years I engaged my thoughts thinking I had to prove they were wrong. 

But that is a trap. 

And so for now I have compassion that I don't feel like I can let go. 

And try to let go anyways. 

So I try my best 

And accept that maybe my best doesn't look like I want it to right now. 

Maybe my best is not what it usually is. 

I have compassion for myself and recognize that I have overcome so much. And that I will. I am not a failure. I am the opposite of a failure. Even if I do not see, I know HaShem sees me. He knows exactly what I am going through. And he has enough faith in me to wake me up every day. 

I say Modeh Ani. I am alive. For a reason. And I am grateful to be here for that. Perhaps I do not feel like I am accomplishing or succeeding but who knows the power of my simple Modeh Ani? Or the brachos I said this morning? HaShem. So I have faith that if He loves me so much who am I to decide that I am not enough? 


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  1. ♡~Shaina Rochel~♡May 9, 2025 at 6:21 AM

    Woah!! So very very true, I feel the same way! I love how you described compassion ♡

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