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Now Jacob’s pathetic cries were a mockery, and I trembled, my knees pulled tight up to my chin. I could not, would not hold him in my arms and watch him slip away. Not again

“You need to choose to fight this monster or he’ll get the better of you. You can live a happy life, you can break free of this. The first step is to want to get better.”

As we prepare our wicks and count our candles, each day adding another level of light, do those numbers hold another special meaning for you? 

Everything I needed to know I learned on summer break

Making the effort to meet people where they are doesn’t mean you aren’t being true to yourself 

My life as a musician...was fundamentally at odds with the Torah observance I was discovering

A dusty sefer in a Boca genizah connected me to ancestors in a way I’d never imagined