There’s a certain uneasiness that comes when your own name sounds strange to your own ears. So still, whenever someone asks me what I’m called, I hesitate…. Just a little.
How a visit to the Western Wall reminded Yocheved of a breakthrough she had... and how different things are for her now.
Jewish music is a hard concept to grasp. It has no exact specification, no instrument that dictates its sound, no...
Oh emoji, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love emoji for the same reason I love dance. It gives me a way to communicate when words fail me, which they do, often.
How do we decide what and when to make our personal stands when no one is looking but us?
I exist beyond biology....I am a warrior and my cause is honesty...I choose to feel everything.
From the time Evan left until college I never felt truly secure with friends. The years in between were filled with anger, loneliness, and an inability to feel close to anyone, until I met Simcha. Suddenly it occurred to me that I could try mixing my art with my religion.
It was funny, it was tricky, but there was also wisdom in there. I feel like that day, I learned something about being Orthodox, something important and fundamental, that I hadn't ever known before.
How come the people I love most trigger me to behave so bad? What oh-so-sensitive buttons are these relationships pushing?
I have yet to find an answer. But I want to try.
