Restore I/Me/Us/We to our natural state.
Remind I/Me/Us/We that all we actually do is vibrate.
Often, life seems a cold, hard outgrowth of unfeeling nature. Occasionally, I sense something mystical. I'm not sure what I believe, but I sure know what I hope.
While I had begun to figure out my Judaism in college, Rick had been redeveloping his own Christian faith. I met my wife through this involvement, and now Rick had met his as well.
What's the point of prayer if we can't reach across the aisle to one another to create a sense of wholeness?
That’s me: a death-obsessed, fearful, life-loving, food-savoring soul who can barely function in this space-filled world. Somehow, I manage to have great adventures.
There's something outrageous about typical schools. Anyone whose learning style strays from the standard expectations is basically in a prison meant for other kinds of minds.
My youngest brother always had a spacial place in my heart. I watched him grow through years of yeshiva and then, little by little, as his relationship with Orthodox Judaism shifted and morphed into something that belongs to only him and G-d.
Tonight, I will wine and dine divine inspiration,
I will start with tremendous illumination.
From Rabbis to community leaders to philanthropists, it seems we are enamored with outreach and the unaffiliated Jew. Yet, I ask myself: What about those that are already on the 'inside,' practicing Judaism? Are they getting the same care and opportunity? And whose responsibility are they?
