my religion is not outrage but the flower that blooms in the wintertime knowing that all distance and disdain are a passing and that night gives birth to us in the presence of stars.
open yourself to all the ways you are closed for the gates only tremble when you close yourself to all the ways you believe you are open. give to others by refusing to give of yourself, for the gates only part when you quiet yourself to receive the expressed need of another and at last, … Continue reading shaarei tefilah or why we ought to turn away from the gates
Love is not the possession of commandments stone Or a lover's banner dangling pleasingly upon the skin But, the moment after the last song is sung and all the wine has all been drunk. When only woundedness And the revelation of a prolonged aching keep us company. Love lives here. Unmasking and detaching And for … Continue reading love on the edge of stones and bitterness
on a crumpled up paper, dug up from the ground you can still make out faint lines that spell a single word, “Av” and our recurring death demands we the great grandparent and great, great aunt and great, great, great uncle-less we, who have replaced our tears with lumps of flesh and dirt who have … Continue reading “If we dig we find that the earth is alive (and us, too)” – J.L. & D.S.
Before there was Torah There was thunder. Lightning. The sound of a horn beating. A mountain and smoke billowing. People trembling. The Word arose from sight and sound. To receive Torah was a moment. But what of the moment prior? In which our senses and primal feelings Called out to G-d above. Wanting to stay at … Continue reading Revealing Torah, Revealing Me: A Prayer for Shavuot
kindness does not enter the house newly built, with wet paint still, white picket fences and the softness of chimes rocking little children to bed. rather, kindness enters the house whose baseboards have broken, whose wallpaper is yellowed and faded and whose roof is one small crack from the ruin of caving in. kindness billows … Continue reading Omer, Day 43: Love of Sovereignty
Wherever you are. However you choose. To gather your hands in And make blessing. Zachor: To remember. and Shomer: To observe this holy day. May you gather in the strength of generations. To bathe yourself in the lights of where you came from and what, now, you must to do and not do for the sake … Continue reading Shamor v’Zachor: Gathering in Shabbat’s Sacred Lights