Somewhere in a midrash it describes how during the plague of darkness the darkness was so thick that the Egyptians were unable to move around. That’s how I feel, spiritually. I feel like the darkness is so thick that I cannot move an inch.
Keep calm and...feel G-d's mysterious presence within the chaos?
I had only published a handful controversial articles, but the ones I had published seemed to elicit such huge and negative responses that I wanted out.
Living in a world where people are constantly being called out for hypocrisies, do we even really know what it means to be authentic?
