In these days, there is no shortage of reasons to feel uneasy. The month of Nisan begins, the air shifts, the first buds appear, and with them comes that familiar sense of movement—preparing our homes, putting things in order, reconnecting with one another, getting ready for Pesach. Something awakens within us, something that nudges us forward. And yet, at the very same time, we begin reading Vayikra—and the contrast could not be more striking.   We come from Shemot, the book