Welcome to Elul. The month whose tagline reads: “Helping Shleppers Get Their Act Together For 3000 Years”. Tis the season...
Makeup-stained and marked-up siddur pages remind us that prayer books double over as story books.
Baalei teshuva get reminded of our backgrounds in the most obscure ways. Here's one example that's coming up a lot recently: Chassidim do not understand Polarfleece.
A response to the nonverbal cues of uncovered women.
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.
Sometimes it is through loss that we come to discovery.
Spending Shabbat in a 7-family settlement atop a hill in Samaria.
This is very hard to have to write. But I do feel like I have to. Even though it’s making me physically ill to do so. Even though you already know how the story ends.
It's always there, so we might as well do something about it!
Multiple years into our relationship, I still can’t decide whether I love or hate Cards Against Humanity. It’s a pretty basic card...
