Reflections

I had a dream that I spoke to God.

“God,” I said, “I need you to answer me.”

Now talking to God isn’t new for me. I’ve been doing it since I was a young child. When you’re…

The air vaporises as he exhales, his facial protrudents are fresh and cold, icy cold. The wooden bench slats each neatly arranged just over an inch apart, dig into his cold hands that are sandwiched beneath his thighs. The glass…

He reminded me of myself, back when I’d never been inside a bar, hardly even to a restaurant. It was a spontaneous meetup. He’d been a fan for years, and we corresponded on and off. My identity was…

It’s a winter Friday night, freezing cold outside but inside the small shul it is warm. All adults and children are on their feet facing the opposite side of the holy ark, singing ecstatically along with the chazzan…

Every Yeshiva boy learns about Nafkeh Mineh L’kedushin at some point. Nafkeh Mineh L’kedushin is used to justify a perpetual Talmudic argument that has no practical implications. For example, if two guys are arguing as to what was the reasoning…