Elevation is a choice. There is so much that we can "upcycle" and use to help us serve G-d better. I'm not saying you have to, but you can.
In the star-strewn field where we meet... Before the gates close... Hold me in a slow-dance ecstatic embrace.
Eve lives inside my skin...she is primal, she is woman, she is curious, she is new, she is wild...Eve is not "The fallen slut that caused all the trouble," though oversimplifications of texts would have us believe that.
A poem:
"You pray for silkworms and butterflies.
Dance, and your twisting wrists chafe against shackles.
Sing, and grey moths escape your open throat."
The story of why, and how, Yocheved founded a school called Lamplighters-- and what keeps it going strong.
I want to live in Martha Stewart Living. The magazine — not the TV show.
I exist beyond biology....I am a warrior and my cause is honesty...I choose to feel everything.
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.
Someone yelled at Yaakov for carrying coffee on Shabbat. Here's what he learned from the experience.
We are all leaders, ready to shine our light through the thick darkness. So to my fellow revolutionaries I say: this is not just about abuse, sex, or power- there’s more.
