Tag: Rosh Hashanah


On the eve of Rosh Hashanah last Wednesday, I drove down my darkened suburban street after a filling dinner at my parents’ house to inaugurate the Jewish New Year. The sun had set and the moon shone bright. Along my street, where there are only bits of sidewalk here and there, people walked up and down the pavement like apparitions… Read more →

Heart Space

In my backyard, there is a very tall, very dead tree. Every morning when I meditate, I look out at the yard and see its tall stark bark-less branches and while there is a certain beauty to its sleek bareness, there is also something very stark about it. I know we need to take it down. Add it to the… Read more →