The price we pay when we look the other way.
I follow the trail of a mysterious decoration in the Google sukkah.
Nature is lovely as long as it's not too nature-y. Sukkot seems in harmony with that notion.
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?
So we take the most common prayer and throw a bunch of new gloop into it.
This morning, I dropped off our son Noah, our first born, at Miami International Airport, where he’s by now flown off to Israel on a gap year program.
If it’s not fun or easy, then it’s hard, and if it’s hard, then who wants to try?
We are not a joke. Your ethnicity is not a joke. Your religion is not a joke. Because Yom Kippur isn’t about fasting.
And other Yom Kippur tips for embracing our imperfect selves.
A three step plan to help the mind achieve what the soul already knows.
