It was happening again. Again I’d found myself in a group social setting and again was suffering from Overunder Syndrome (OUS). For those of you unfamiliar with this condition (and for those of you who are, but in undiagnosed form), I’ll explain. Whenever necessity or circumstance sequesters me together for any appreciable length of Read more
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It was during those walks that I sensed that G-d was always by my side, coaching me on.He had never left me, though I had left Him.
Taking a step back from the issue itself, the matter seemed to boil down in an abstract sense as to whether to follow conventional wisdom or resist it.
We’ve been led to believe that there is simply no alternative. There are tears in the corners of my eyes. I try to be strong for my husband. And then I find myself alone, dressed in the hospital white gown.
Sorry to disappoint you, but on the Inner Diet, you eat everything. There are no culprits, no saints, and no soap box orators.
We need to return to the Jewish definition of progress as “whatever advances the redemption of humankind and the world.”
“This is a world war between the culture of Israel and the culture of Edom.”
Apparently someone thought that it would be easier for a parent to remember their smartphone than to remember not to leave their child to die in a locked car.
For me, self-censored input includes that which demeans human dignity, undermines my valued relationships, or stimulates selfishness and other small-minded traits.
“Why do they lean this way?” I asked my father.
“It’s the wind,” he told me. “How would you like to be blown all year round for sixty years?”