I don't really understand Talmud, but sometimes it speaks to me in ways I can't ignore.
We changed our lives because of what you told us Judaism stood for. Now we're waiting for you.
Sometimes it is through loss that we come to discovery.
Your every step can’t help but grind riots of inquiry into the dusty dirt.
How many times do we as women push ourselves to go to sleep “just an hour later”, skip that meal, run out to do a chore that “can’t wait until tomorrow” because we hear our families singing Eishet Chayil in our heads and wish we felt like we deserved it?
A wise, hilarious boy discusses unfairness in school and beyond.
I hate putting in effort; I just want to enjoy.
A weird learning disability, odd discussion topics, and more: I freak people out.
The onus is, and has always been, ours.
