Empowered Judaism – the opportunity

Why "redemptive"? My wife tells me that I should calm down regarding the school that our daughter will be attending next year. I'm trying to, but I won't be able to get this out of my system unless I hash out my thoughts in writing. This isn't easy for me to write about succinctly because… Continue reading Empowered Judaism – the opportunity

Forms of poetry; forms of life

Exploring poetic forms Since creating this blog and embarking upon this chapter of my life journey nearly one year ago, I have taken to experimenting with various forms of poetry. From the first, I had no intention of becoming a poetry blogger. I only wanted to create a personal website on which to host my… Continue reading Forms of poetry; forms of life

Monotheists? Not more moral.

Intro: Monotheism v. polytheism Rather recently, I heard a young rabbi, a friend of mine, discussing monotheism with one of his Talmud students. She had been troubled by the line of religious reasoning that he'd espoused to the class; and she challenged him on the supposedly unique righteousness of monotheism. His responses to her, I… Continue reading Monotheists? Not more moral.

Jewish and normal

I had an unexpected flash of insight the other day regarding the following themes: My Jewish identityLiving in IsraelBlogging on WordPress My Jewish identity While I only encountered Orthodox Judaism and gradually began to adopt a religious lifestyle in college, I have always strongly identified as a Jew. If I were to sort the many… Continue reading Jewish and normal

Holiday thoughts: Jewish v. Not

Chanukah ended, and though I haven't written a word about it yet, I have been mulling something over quite a bit. Traditionally, there's a song that Jews sing after reciting the blessings and lighting the candles of the chanukiah 🕎. This song is called Ma'oz Tzur ("Strong Rock"), and there exists a popular, non-literal English… Continue reading Holiday thoughts: Jewish v. Not

The “synagogue of Satan”

A story of a much younger me. Memories of the exuberance of my first year of college stay with me. I remember how exciting it was to sit down with a new friend at a café right across the street from our dormitory. How adult we thought ourselves, as we ordered our chai lattes (that… Continue reading The “synagogue of Satan”