I never saw any bright, shining lights in the relationships I was surrounded by growing up. But I've read about bashert, the Jewish ideal of finding the person you were meant to marry. It seemed like an interesting idea.
The series combines 80's nostalgia with modern day issues.
Is it so bad to have the walls breached?
Without it there could be no growth.
Isolation would set in,
The possible would remain impossible.
On charisma and the poetic lessons of A Wrinkle In Time.
The sacred excavation of helixed antiquity and brand-newness.
Neshamas no longer connect to frum life.
