Of all the Tisha B'Av stuff (much of which I only half-arsedly did, but well, I tried), somehow davening this morning sans tallit and tfillin was the most noticable. I guess that falls back to one of the suggestions I got about Yom HaAtzmaut, and how maybe it felt weird because it lacked weird ritual stuff. Weird ritual stuff works particularly well on me, I guess. But the lack of ritualwear when I'd usually have it on- sort of drove home the galut and seperation from G-d's pressence aspect of things.
I got to it a bit late, but well- some of the essays from Heinlein's Expanded Universe would make for good Tisha B'Av reading. It's got some marvelously Cold War depressing warnings about hte future sorts of essays. And it just seems appropriate, in the spirit of one of my friend's away messages about how part of the holiday should be, rather than looking at hte past and saying "what if?",saying the same thing, but looking at the future.
I got to it a bit late, but well- some of the essays from Heinlein's Expanded Universe would make for good Tisha B'Av reading. It's got some marvelously Cold War depressing warnings about hte future sorts of essays. And it just seems appropriate, in the spirit of one of my friend's away messages about how part of the holiday should be, rather than looking at hte past and saying "what if?",saying the same thing, but looking at the future.