That was my life now. Blank. I was diving into the scary unknown and for the first time in my life I was not going to have a say on my future. So I deflated my ego down to 6 words.
She is a bottomless top-shelf gimlet.
She is built of bloody bruised knuckles.
In Vayishlach, Yaakov is given a new name: Israel. We may learn from Yaakov's life journey that God is always with us even during the darkest days. Through crippling and painful darkness, He never abandons Israel.
Sarah Tuttle-Singer tells a gut-wrenching story about the moments after her mother died, and the man she met briefly who transformed her experience.
What will you do with all of this outrageous beauty?
My husband regularly goes out of the country for business (like now) and when’s he’s gone, my life is a...
Restore I/Me/Us/We to our natural state.
Remind I/Me/Us/We that all we actually do is vibrate.
A Yom Kippur reflection on the yearning for Gd in the midst of running away from His people.
You have been given a special gift: a mother's gut. Now you need to expose its beautiful power.
My crime? I’d rather be having my own ingathering than awaiting an engraved invitation to objectification.
