Topic Tags: change

The first time I heard the voice of the Infinite One // I thought it was a mountain falling.

Both birds of prey // Both live at my river // but only the vultures visit my home.

When hope is crushed, // Is it like clods of earth ground to mud, sticking in foulness to my boots as I walk?

What was the artist’s aim? / To say … Here I am

Every journey in life leads into the unknown.

Before beginning a writing project or before repairing a scroll, I speak out my verbal intention. But then I often stay still for an extra moment.

I wish for you an Elul that is full of future-tense language.

We can become a beriah hadasha — a new version of ourselves in this New Year.

“God of change, / We are afraid to look straight into Your face”

“With the start of each season/We have the chance to plant kindness and acceptance”