I can’t actually believe sometimes that I am living this life.
I was recently asked, "Sal, what kind of Jew are you?" It was not a rhetorical question.
I don’t think anyone ever anticipates what happened to us will happen to them.
I’m a comedy, fantasy and philosophy writer. I feel like the writings of the Ari and the Zohar have something deep to tell me about who I am.
Rivka Nehorai, writer, painter, and artist, weaves her passion for her multiple expressions of self into her first post for Hevria.
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.
Seven years later I could tell you that I’ve found the same venue for joy within observant Judaism, but I haven’t.
I make sauerkraut, folk art and babies. The babies are my best work to date. I make connections... with people, words, spirit and with music.
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.
“Master, who is the angriest guitar player in the world?”
