Purim allows you to be whoever you want to be. You can hide behind a costume or reveal your alter ego through it. Even the most reticent and shy among us have been known to dance throughout the sanctuary aisles, sipping Vashti’s elixir and downing hamantashen.
I’ve seen things on Purim that I dare not repeat on paper.
But isn’t that the point? Aren’t we supposed to celebrate our successful feat of foiling Haman’s evil decree to destroy the Jewish people? Purim is certainly a reason to rejoice and celebrate.
And let’s face it, in today’s stressful, hustle-and-bustle world, we can all use a reason to escape the insanity and celebrate a miraculous moment in time.
Admittedly, Purim has not always been my favorite holiday. The rowdy, noisy and somewhat silly holiday didn’t seem to fit my structured, type-A personality. While I’ve gone through the motions of Purim, I don’t think I’ve let myself bask in the true meaning and really experience the holiday.
This year, I’m breaking out of my comfort zone. This year, I will don a ridiculous costume that takes more than 30 seconds of effort, parade through the sanctuary and celebrate to the fullest.
However, one thing won’t change: the hamantashen. They’ll flow out of my oven by the dozen for days on end. Even if I’m not creative with my costumes, I put my creativity into my hamantashen. Some will be savory, and some will be sweet. Some will be small, and some will be the size of Haman’s head. And all will be devoured.