I was 4 years old when I asked my dad about the oiled African American muscle men in majestic flexed poses, “Why is he brown?” That was when I first realized there could be offense attached to skin color.
I didn't care.That elusive, expected Potential was for prospectors and seekers of future gratification.
I don’t think anyone ever anticipates what happened to us will happen to them.
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.
I guess in many ways my life was splattered by this intense desire to save the underdog.
It feels strange to start my writing on Hevria by admitting I'm speechless. But they wouldn't let me publish a niggun.
While acknowledging the possible danger of being on the Temple Mount, my overall senses were exhilaration, joy, and closeness to G-d.
As my soul began to shift into 58th Century consciousness, I became imbued with a deeper awareness and confidence in my life calling.
When people tell me I'm 'out of the box', I'm not sure whether or not it's a compliment.
“Master, who is the angriest guitar player in the world?”
