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.
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.
Shlomo Gaisin of Zusha shares a beautiful niggun and soulful essay in his debut post on Hevria.
I suited up in my protective camouflage and allowed myself to fly away into the spiritual arms of God. I swore...
I was raised on a solid diet of DC Comics back in the 80s and thusly have a soft spot for secret identities and leagues and secret societies and such.
I guess in many ways my life was splattered by this intense desire to save the underdog.
Seven years later I could tell you that I’ve found the same venue for joy within observant Judaism, but I haven’t.
It feels strange to start my writing on Hevria by admitting I'm speechless. But they wouldn't let me publish a niggun.
When people tell me I'm 'out of the box', I'm not sure whether or not it's a compliment.
I’m looking back through the old scraps of writing I have saved over the years in order to write this...
