Psalm 27, the gorgeous, heart-filled, and raw piece of holy poetry that accompanies the month of Elul, challenges us to ask what our lives would be like if we couldn't see the good, the magic, the Divine, in the world around us. What if I couldn't? It's hard to say...
Read moreShechinah, at the Art Institute (Encore)
I ran into the Shechinah in an art museum. It was the Art Institute of Chicago. Maybe not the way it is now, but the way it was when I was a kid. She was in one of the Impressionist rooms. In front of Seurat's Sunday Afternoon on the Isle of la Grande Jatte.
Read moreRobed in Malkhut: The Hidden and Revealed in Esther (and Us)
Esther reveals as much as she conceals. Take this drag queen’s word for it. (A piece written for Evolve.)
In a Christmas Mood
Making friends with Jesus, figuring out a handle for Christ, and managing Jewish Christmas guilt.
Read moreLet it Rain
Shemini Atzeret 5781 – May it rain until our wells are full.
I am worried that our will to live is being depleted. Not that people are dying because they gave up. Although clearly the world has become less hospitable, and our assessment of what future we might look forward to has shifted. But I'm talking about something beyond that. There is something about the usual flow of life through us and through this Creation that feels to be at risk.
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