by Nikki B.
I'm probably the least religious looking person you've ever seen. I just don't look like the mikvah-going-type. Far from it.
But to the mikvah I go regularly and I'm probably more committed to mikvah than almost anything else I can think of.
So why do I go?
Because in today's superficial, shallow world, people crave for some meaning. I have this inner calling for purpose and depth. At the end of the day, life's not just about the shoes I wear or the party my kid was or wasn't invited to. I need to connect to something higher - to something spiritual.
And mikvah does it for me. I'm well aware that meaningful living needs to reach all facets of life, far beyond my mikvah visits. But mikvah is private; besides for my husband, no one knows that I go. It's my own space to nurture my body while tuning deeply into my soul and reaching high up to G-d. It gives me time to focus on what's important in life. And somehow, my visit there always ends up affecting some choice I make or positive action I do thereafter.