We yearn, don't we
Stephanie Wellen Levine·2 min read
My thoughts while observing Brown University's class of 1939
The way the wax makes love to the wane: this is the faithfulness you are held with.
Imagine a web of gracious creation woven from utter destruction.
Our siddur has drunk us even as we drink from it.
Praying despite myself.
Ayala Tiefenbrunn·4 min read
When did life get so full? I feel like every aspect of my life is full of God, how do I talk about that?
Stephanie Wellen Levine·5 min read
A poem on a Penn Station wall inspired my own poem about what I want, need, and hope for at this difficult moment.
Billye Joyce Roberts·7 min read
It is Elul, that month for soul searching and review of one’s spiritual progress. I wasn't feeling it. At. All.
The crown adorns she who keeps going.