Tag: Rosh Hashanah

Pushing the limits of our empathy is central to the holy work of this season.

I dipped a slice of green apple lightly into honey, but the metallic aftertaste of chemo in my mouth turned its sweetness bitter.

Song has a way of breaking down our interior barriers to reach the parts of ourselves we’ve cloaked in fear and cynicism.

I’ve spent so long learning to decenter myself in this movement that I haven’t really felt, deeply felt, how tired I am.

There you go, and here we are. Did we need reminding? Of meaning and truth? And its arbiters? We did. We always do.

Many of these accused abusers have not performed anything close to adequate teshuva. Nor, really, has society at large.

Taking a step back from intellectual musings on the shofar, a rabbi taps into the raw emotions that this ritual offers.