Relationship advice from someone who married the "wrong" girl.
There is no path. The path is many paths. It is an empty field. It is an entire twelve lane highway.
All this is hard. As much as I wish I could be soft with myself and understanding and even compassionate, I can be excruciatingly mean.
Rivka examines why giving without expecting anything in return isn't as great as it's made out to be.
Nothing would change. It would stay cold forever. I would be lost forever. Nothing would change. Except for her, this flower, from green to pink, a glorious three day peak when unfolded, you could breath her in three inches away. Sweet. Even in the rain.
Read the origin story of Rachel's new album, The Upward Spiral, a true Hevria original, and why it took a lot of bravery and love to get her where she is today.
Elizabeth's favorite childhood anecdote, revisited and reimagined in free verse.
I’m lonely for a real leader. I’m surrounded by charismatic pulpit Rabbis, authors, lecturers, Halachic geniuses and community activists-- yet something is missing. I don’t feel like there’s anyone out there fighting for me.
Given the options, I’m glad I don’t fit in. I’m glad I keep my eyes open. I’m glad institutions make my skin crawl, that being in church—or anyplace that feels like a western, Christian, colonized knockoff—doesn’t feel right to me.