I'm in awe of Torah reading… getting up close to it… having a physical connection with the parchment… It's not something I had access to from behind the kind of barrier they called a mechitza where I grew up. (I just realized this week I never even saw tefillin up close until now.) Watching you... Continue Reading →
Lucky number 13.
Here's a subtle cultural difference you don't think about that often as a dual New York-Israel citizen. In Israel - as in Judaism in general - 13 is a great number. It's the number when a boy becomes a man, at least mitzvot-wise. In Anglo culture - or is it Christian culture? European culture? -... Continue Reading →