I’m seeing bald eagles tendering their letters of resignation, unwilling to be guilty by association.
The High Priest felt a single drop of sweat cascade down his brow. That distraction paled as the High Priest’s ears perked up to catch one choral voice gratingly out of harmony with his brethren.
It looks like a breath of LIFE blown into dry bones...and those dry bones standing up to dance.
To every single one of you, fellow Jewish brothers and sisters, who live in Israel, I say...
Chaya shares what it's like to belong to Jerusalem on Yom Yerushalayim
I am but one of the legions of indigenous people wrested of our mother-tongues, mouths colonized. I want my words back.
Sometimes, distance only makes the heart grow more pained.
Eli found a mysterious, anonymous love note in her bag in Jerusalem. Where did it come from?
Chaya lays down the details of why she lives in Israel. With story, spoken word and soul.
