It feels weird to have both the time to sit down and write again. Not when the world is in upheaval. Not when there are still babies in captivity, stripped away from their mommies. Finding the courage to write, to put thought to paper, has been difficult this past month. (Yes, that's how long it has been since H@mas stole away so many lives with their heinous cruelty.) How can I write when the world is not whole? When so many lives, families, are broken? When the nations rage against ...
never again
One Day
Right now, I should be preparing for Shabbat or Yom Kippur, finalising the service outlines; not that it changes much, if at all, year to year. Technically, I should be working on this info-graphic or running reports for work. Instead, I'm sitting here at work trying not to burst into tears because of the recent news regarding these two poor Jewish boys who were bullied at school for their Jewishness and the man on the subway in NYC. Seeing such blatant hate is disturbing and ...
Messy Musings
I've started about 3 different posts which I immediately saved to drafts. Nothing seems to be flowing easily. Maybe it's from eating all that matzah? Maybe it's exhaustion from the holiday and then all this overtime? Maybe it's just the fact some days, some weeks, writing is difficult, and that's when you have to write all the more. That's when you write "harder". I'm sure there's a great metaphor or allegory I could utilise comparing physical exercise, strength building, or whatever ...
