We dip a vegetable in salt water to remember the tears of oppression. That we dip these first sprigs of spring - reminds us that ritual, lifecycles, and growth all happen in and with our tears. They're tears of empathy for our ancestors and for the plight of those who are enslaved, who are strangers, who are wanderers, who are laboring in narrow places. Parts of all these live in us, reminding us that we're never alone.

Remember that we weren’t the first generation to face challenges. Pause to appreciate the privilege of food on our plate.

Baruch atah Adonai Eloheinu ruach ha’olam bore p’ri ha’adamah

In the Presence of the Infinite, we savor the flavor of the fruits of our earth.


haggadah Section: Karpas
Source: LabShul & Ariel Kates