The way the wax makes love to the wane: this is the faithfulness you are held with.
We changed our lives because of what you told us Judaism stood for. Now we're waiting for you.
I’m talking directly to the tiny little you who lives inside of you.
Valentine Shmalentine, where're my Devorah-hearts at?
Imagine a web of gracious creation woven from utter destruction.
A personal encounter into the world of somatic therapy.
Infinity wants nothing so much as to fit its limitless rampant vastness into the littlest of spaces.
If there's one thing I love, it's sweet-talking plants. Tu B'Shvat Sameach!
