The road to Jewish observance has felt like a constant process of disillusionment. But it was in that disillusionment that I learned to forge my own path.
Hell no, don't give me your umbrella, or your coat, not your trains that run on schedule or your buses that lurch and groan, not your cars neither and the rules of the road.
I've got me, and that's enough until I get there.
Am I the only one that feels this way?
Elad Nehorai takes us on the journey of letting go of an identity, from a change in beliefs to a change in dress, and finally to letting go of a label. (A long read).
For thousands of years, we have been exiled and forced out of our land. When we had no alternative or options, lacked the power and organization to enforce the rule of law we had no choice but to live as strangers in Exile. Now we have a country, laws, an army, and independence. We must use the rule of law to regain what is ours, our lands, our cultures, our basic human rights.
The group I imagined was splendid. But since when is something that seems wondrous actually wondrous and not, you know, a cult, or whatever?
Learn why sharing what we hate is spiritual... and funny.
"To me, making music lets you express yourself and transcend yourself at the same time."
It was the last chicken in Brooklyn. Well, the last one that was still clucking.
Orthodox Jewish communities hurt and shun many sensitive, vibrant souls who fall beyond traditional gender expectations and identities, but I think they can do better.
