Like an alcoholic I feel like saying, "It's after Yom Kippur somewhere", as I crack open my spirit once again. Maybe I should stop. I've had over thirty Yom Kippurs already and I need to drive home.
I exist beyond biology....I am a warrior and my cause is honesty...I choose to feel everything.
These are some of the songs that help me try harder and help me feel closer during these Days of Awe. Enjoy.
My whole life I had it backwards. It took a moment, just one small talk, to make me realize how wrong I was: Yom Kippur is the happiest day ever.
A poem about my potential encounter with my deceased grandmother one Yom Kippur—and fear, doubt, mystery, and the mystical power of the sun.
I regret those words as soon as I think them. But it’s true.
My heartfelt, sometimes anguished thoughts and prayers for this special time of year. I need help, and I'm not afraid to ask.
Shlomo Carlebach said that gentiles tell stories to put themselves to sleep; Jews tell stories to wake themselves up.
It was the last chicken in Brooklyn. Well, the last one that was still clucking.