For years the mitzvas weren’t mine.
Something tells me that the repeated saga of tattoos and showers transcends mere coincidence, and will one day be revealed in its clarity within the pages of the hidden anthology of the Jewish heart.
A diamond doesn’t lose its value just because it was buried in the ground for while. Just clean it off, and you will see its brilliant shine.
Sometimes a person just needs to keep moving down the road, doggedly moving even when there’s no hope in sight.
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 needn’t be swept up in the sword dance of ‘conformity and the conformity of non-conformity’, but rather simply be (and write)…real.
Bottom’s up I recently had a very disturbing conversation. A Rav I know and with whom I’ve worked on a number of kiruv initiatives over the years was setting out for one of his frequent trips to the US in his valiant and seemingly indefatigable quest to reach Jewish hearts. “I’m wondering if it’s time Read more
Rivka Levy reviews Bracha Goetz’s latest book, ‘Searching for God in the garbage’
Destiny of Solid Stone Growing up in America, Chanuka was always overshadowed by that major Christian holiday that occurs around the same season. There may have been a lot of Jews in New York, but in my elementary school, there were hardly any, and I happened to be one of that tiny minority. This was Read more
“So I guess now we get back to normal,” I said to my friend, at the end of the intense, whirlwind Tishrei ‘holiday’ season. I’d expected a smiling, shrugging ‘Yeah’, in reply, but instead, my friend, a long-time baal teshuvah, seemed to take my throwaway comment with more grains of salt than a cook like Read more