It is revealing that quite regularly women tell me they prefer not to feel like a side of beef being kashered in her immersion process.
Starting at sunrise beneath the brilliant waning moon, I ventured into the desert with 70 clergy and humanitarian aid facilitators. In each of them I saw a face of the Divine.
“We are not merely connected like two ends of a thread,” the speaker says. “We are the thread./ One and whole.”
What does it look like to change curses into blessings? How might we become beacons of justice and compassion in these times?
By holding the intention for the day ... I was able to let come forth what had to come ... in both image and word.