JoinedOctober 27, 2016
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Originally from small town Ontario, Emily Zimmer is a passionate creator with a love for writing music, poetry, and stories. She enjoys philosophy, coffee, and finding beauty in urban settings. Emily currently resides in New York City.
While sitting around a long table stuffed to the brim with copious amounts of food, in a room decorated with hand-traced turkeys, what are we meant to be thankful for? What exactly does a Jew do on Thanksgiving? The most spiritual secular holiday of the year.
Part of me still longs to feel a connection with G-d on a human level. Can G-d keep me company? Can I hang out with Hashem? We compare our relationship with G-d to that of one with a parent or a lover, but can G-d and I be friends?
But why can't every day with G-d be a chag? A holiday. If G-d is everywhere then why can he only enter the field one month out of the lowly year?
Are we meant to think of self-sacrifice? Of the Akeida? Of listening to G-d no matter what?
Should I feel humbled? Full of awe? Is this raspy cry meant to remind me of my deeds? Of the things I've been running from?
Many of us identify as spiritual people –We pray, meditate, and take hikes in the forest. We close our phones for hours and do nothing other than think about G-d. But how do I know if I'm doing it right?
To attend The Camping Trip for the second year in a row, but this time as performer--I felt like a ten year old girl with a bag full of jelly beans.
Suddenly, this thing I loved so much, this huge, unfathomable piece of myself, felt dirty and unfamiliar. I lay in my bed and stared at my guitar, hanging on the wall, mocking me.
I woke up in utter confusion, my body half-off the bed, my mind buzzing with questions.
My journey to acceptance, from Emunah, to utter terror, to awe.
