A Yom Kippur reflection on the yearning for Gd in the midst of running away from His people.
Words can nurture, change, and heal. Stillness, too, can fill us up with love.
Here I am; cringing as I attempt to flip my perspective upside down. As I turn the self-criticism dial to the right, and wonder would it would look like to spend the last few moments of Elul thinking about love instead.
It seems that so many of us public Jewish figures turn on our communities. Here's why it will keep happening, and why it might be a good thing.
I remember standing with my sister on the steps of the funeral home having a violent argument with the rest of Daddy's family on the day of his funeral.
You get up at 6:15 AM to make it from Santa Monica to the Persian kosher market in the Pico...
It is Elul, that month for soul searching and review of one’s spiritual progress. I wasn't feeling it. At. All.
Throughout the Blues Brothers movie, Elwood keep repeating this line: We're on a mission from G-d.
No rehearsal, no practice time. But someone, something, is rooting for us.
