"Please let me write something worthy, something weighty, or winged....or whatever You want...just bring it! Because we need it...bad, G-d!"
While acknowledging the possible danger of being on the Temple Mount, my overall senses were exhilaration, joy, and closeness to G-d.
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 was recently asked, "Sal, what kind of Jew are you?" It was not a rhetorical question.
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.
I didn’t bring it up with him directly, but I spoke to others about my concerns about his beard. The lack thereof. I was afraid that it meant that he accepted the army’s dress standards over our religious ones, allowing a foreign body to dictate his religious choices. My point of reference for that was my having given up playing music on Shabbos, despite that being antithetical to the standards of practicing and performing in the music world. Did that therefore mean that we didn’t share some important values, ones that would affect our relationship in the long term?
As my soul began to shift into 58th Century consciousness, I became imbued with a deeper awareness and confidence in my life calling.
Rivka Nehorai, writer, painter, and artist, weaves her passion for her multiple expressions of self into her first post for Hevria.
I can’t actually believe sometimes that I am living this life.
I didn't care.That elusive, expected Potential was for prospectors and seekers of future gratification.