Topic Tags: midrash

One day it was all too much, // the princely façade cracked at the sight // Of overseers doing what they really do // when no one is looking. // The lash laid fiery welts along the back of a slave // And Moses felt the burn.

Staring up at the glowing orb and feeling the life in her womb, she drifted into dreams, only to be startled awake by the Voice…

We know how to protect a child // from hostile eyes, // and there will be more deliveries on this journey.

A new teaching about freedom, liberation and choosing.

‘Woman Is a Tree of the Field’ is an original work of art inspired by trees in Jewish text and mystical tradition.

“I have no people and my God makes me mourn…”

“The water waited to see the animals again, / the shapes they would assume and the sounds they’d make…”

“Prophecy is the glue that yokes today / with tomorrow, it is one hopeful word…”

A midrash shared from the perspective of Elisheba.

“The child / had suckled my breast, but / would call another mother.”