On charisma and the poetic lessons of A Wrinkle In Time.
I don't really understand Talmud, but sometimes it speaks to me in ways I can't ignore.
There is an oceanic pain-knowing, a tide no soul should ever be made to swim against.
Your every step can’t help but grind riots of inquiry into the dusty dirt.
And yet, the simple truth, *my* simple truth, is that I honestly don't care if Sinai was a historical fact.
What happens when we attribute our self worth to our accomplishments? Our grades? To the system that chooses to label us with job titles, and degrees; a system that was constructed to tell us what our worth is, instead of the other way around.
One semester when I was 9 or 10, I decided I would get all A's.. to please my mother.
