I explore all kinds of things that are weird to think about and invite you to join me.
It is Elul, that month for soul searching and review of one’s spiritual progress. I wasn't feeling it. At. All.
She, who is fearless, who walks out of the wilderness feral-shouldered and unbroken.
A weird learning disability, odd discussion topics, and more: I freak people out.
This hunger is what is meant to keep our hearts beating.
I remember standing with my sister on the steps of the funeral home having a violent argument with the rest of Daddy's family on the day of his funeral.
My parents Abe and Sara wanted to be radical and change everything. But my rebellion was just being normal. Or at least, that’s what you would think if you saw me.
Your every step can’t help but grind riots of inquiry into the dusty dirt.
The onus is, and has always been, ours.
