People plan and G-d laughs. But what should we do after our plans go off the rails?
Sometimes I don't want to explain myself. I usually don't get it either.
Rachel exposes herself as she never has before. Through poetry, photography, and an essay, Rachel exposes her fears and journey towards Jewish observance.
The power of silence, the limits of words... in essay form.
This is the part when your mind wants to fight you. I promise it is worth the struggle. I’ve yet to have anyone regret passing through this gate.
When my twin sister got married and moved across the country, I needed to figure out what my life looked like without her.
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.
What might happen if instead of seeing any particular political stance, affiliation or agenda, we saw a Jew? A person? A soul?
Let others bask in the surety of sunlight. You were born of the moonlight tribe.
I'm not too interested in the question of whether or not you can separate Jews from Judaism. I see the issue as much more basic: The clothes -- the black and white, the kippot, the hats, the wigs, the skirts, the stockings -- they are clothes, people.