Pesach and panic seem cosmically interwoven. I bet the yiddelach of the  shtetl were a whole lot calmer about their Pesach prep than their  post-modern grandchildren are today. Back then, they cleaned their two  or three rooms, kashered their handful of utensils and got to work  cleaning chickens, boiling schmaltz and baking Matzah. Today, we moan  about the price of macaroons and the shortage of potato chips as we  phone-order exaggerated meat and fish deliveries so we can lay out a  spread that nobody will finish. 
Shtetl dwellers would sometimes buy new shoes, a jacket or a skirt for  Yom Tov. Your elter-bobba never dreamed of a new wardrobe for her  wedding, let alone for Pesach. You can be sure they didn’t fuss over the  Seder decor either (a bunch of spring flowers would have been a treat).
What they did have in their claustrophobic, fire-trap little homes was  Yom Tov spirit. Our ancestors had little, yet they shared a lot.  Somehow, they always managed to dish up an extra ladle of soup for an  unexpected guest. Their guests didn’t sit at place-marked seats and  often were neither family nor friends. In all likelihood, your  great-zeida would bring home some vagabonds each Seder night. 
Pesach is around the corner and our frenzied preparations are hitting  fever-pitch. We want to impress our Seder guests, inspire ourselves and  leave our children with warm Pesach memories. And there’s nothing wrong  with that- Pesach should be uplifting, enjoyable and memorable. To play  Pesach right is to feel empowered and liberated at the end of it. 
But, if Pesach breeds stress, leaves you on edge or turns into an “outdo  the Cohens” exercise, then you have become a slave to Pesach.
Rosh Chodesh was on this past Tuesday. Tuesday is the one time during  Creation when G-d said “it is good” twice. The Talmud explains that it  was “good for the heavens and good for the people”. Practically, this  means that Tuesday represents the balance between personal spiritual  bliss and helping others feel good. When Nissan- the month of Pesach-  starts on a Tuesday, it reminds us that a real Pesach is as much about  helping others feel good as it is about making ourselves feel good. 
You may know someone who doesn’t feel good- perhaps they’re battling  financially and can’t make a Seder like they used to; maybe they’re  alienated from their family and will spend Pesach alone; possibly  they’re disinterested in celebrating Pesach in the first place. If you  know such a person, involve them. Helping someone else experience and  enjoy Pesach- even if it’s challenging to do- makes your Pesach  worthwhile.
 
 
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