That’s me: a death-obsessed, fearful, life-loving, food-savoring soul who can barely function in this space-filled world. Somehow, I manage to have great adventures.
As my soul began to shift into 58th Century consciousness, I became imbued with a deeper awareness and confidence in my life calling.
Seven years later I could tell you that I’ve found the same venue for joy within observant Judaism, but I haven’t.
My name is Elad, and I’m proud to announce the creation of Hevria, a project I have contemplated since practically the moment I started blogging.
I don’t think anyone ever anticipates what happened to us will happen to them.
It feels strange to start my writing on Hevria by admitting I'm speechless. But they wouldn't let me publish a niggun.
That was my life now. Blank. I was diving into the scary unknown and for the first time in my life I was not going to have a say on my future. So I deflated my ego down to 6 words.
I chose this happy path that I'm on. Not the cancer. Life. I want to spread it around like cancer spreads.
Rivka Nehorai, writer, painter, and artist, weaves her passion for her multiple expressions of self into her first post for Hevria.
My Jewish...
Is not a religion...
It is lusty and dark and different.
