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Stephanie Wellen Levine

Poem

Choice: Everything, Nothing, Or Somewhere In Between?

By On July 31, 2016

Choices of all kinds fill our lives. Maybe they're meaningless; maybe they're everything. I tend towards an intermediate approach....… Read More

Essay

Let’s Know Each Other (Kind Of, Maybe, Up To A Point)

By On July 17, 2016

Intimate sharing is wonderful to a point, but dangerous and even bone-chilling beyond that point. The implications are deep and potentially mystical.… Read More

Essay

New York Vs. Boston: My Independence Day Struggle?

By On July 3, 2016

NYC is glorious: the street life, the food, the energy. But Boston is much cheaper and carries much less stress. The dilemma is intense and even spiritual.… Read More

Essay

I Share My Soul Because I Hope For Change: A Father’s Day Exploration Of Openness And Vulnerability

By On June 19, 2016

My writing tends towards intimate self-disclosure. It's exhilarating, terrifying, and dangerous for me. I hope it promotes growth and change.… Read More

Essay

Gender Diversity And Orthodox Jews: A Necessary Dance

By On June 5, 2016

Orthodox Jewish communities hurt and shun many sensitive, vibrant souls who fall beyond traditional gender expectations and identities, but I think they can do better.… Read More

Poem

Hope, Truth, Fear, And My Spiritual Quest. YES!

By On May 22, 2016

My spiritual quest is kind of skewed since I so want our world and lives to have mystical significance. I wrote a poem about it all.… Read More

Essay

My Newborn Afterlife Realm

By On May 8, 2016

I gave birth to a rich afterlife realm. Judgment, adventure, insight, amazement... it's all there.… Read More

Essay

My Name Is Stephanie, And I’m Addicted To Your Facebook Comments

By On April 10, 2016

I love intense Facebook conversations, until they turn nasty. Then, my friends, I become an unhappy addict.… Read More

Poem

I Lied About My Age, And It Was Good (I Think)

By On March 27, 2016

What is age? What is truth? What is time? If I feel like I’m 18, or 28, or whatever, why can’t I be?… Read More

Essay

The Cult Was Almost Glorious

By On March 13, 2016

The group I imagined was splendid. But since when is something that seems wondrous actually wondrous and not, you know, a cult, or whatever? … Read More

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