The month of Elul has arrived. Each morning across Israel, the cry of the shofar echoes – raw, ancient, and unmelodic, preparing us for the drama of the High Holy Days.
Unlike any other instrument, it cannot play a tune. It can only cry.
And perhaps that is why it speaks so powerfully to us, even today. The shofar bypasses the intellect and pierces straight to the heart. For Jews of every background, from the most devout to the most secular, it is instantly recognizable. It is the sound of our soul.
