In the star-strewn field where we meet... Before the gates close... Hold me in a slow-dance ecstatic embrace.
I should have died that night. I should have died there or the other times I was nearly blown up.
There’s a certain uneasiness that comes when your own name sounds strange to your own ears. So still, whenever someone asks me what I’m called, I hesitate…. Just a little.
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.
I saw my grandmother's soul leave her body and reunite with my grandfather, who was murdered 53 years earlier. I saw their souls the way I now see my hands.
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