You advise me that we are going Wandering. I organise a demonstration in protest But go as you command.
And that’s me – your teacher, Here before you and what I demand Is to step back a little from yourself,
“And he lifted his eyes and saw Benjamin, his brother, the son of his mother” (Genesis, 43:29), Parashat Miketz.
Since our first conversation we weaved a dream: to give our future children and ourselves natural births, at home.
Some women sing Chassidic tunes or Yom Kippur prayers, some write a personal prayer or learn Torah just as they enter the water. As part of the decision to live a life of Torah and Mitzvot and keep the laws of purification in the mikve, the decision of what this means to each woman, is no less important than the actual tevilla itself.
One thinks that a vacuum is formed. They say that you’ll live with the understanding that bachelorhood is a corridor to the next stage, to marriage. Then you find yourself there for a long time.
I wonder about us as a society. I wonder about the civic language that exists but has not yet sufficiently settled within our religious life