L’dor V’dor: The Resilience of Ethiopian Jewish Practice
“More than one group has a pencil for the Book of Life.”
Journalism by Jewish college students, for Jewish college students.
“More than one group has a pencil for the Book of Life.”
“It is true that we are formed from the ‘dust of the Earth’ – we are descendants of space stuff, whether your origin story starts with an apple or a bang.”
New Voices Fellow, Ashton Macklin, shares a collage about our relationships to God in the abstract form.
“Even if we somehow managed to get every member back into that living room in Edinburgh, singing the same songs, it will never feel the same. We will no longer have those same strings of connection, varying in strength but never tenderness, weaving between us.”
“Formless and void, tohu v’vohu is the swirling celestial wilderness, before divinity started forming creation. It feels cosmically significant that we have been brought here, now.”
“When a rabbi takes it upon themselves to forge a Golem, there is an emergency. The being represents an attempt to rebuild, to protect, and most literally, to physicalize the truth.”
“With this siddur addition, LGBTQ+ young adult Jews get to truly share their voices in religious life.”
“It felt so good to not have to pretend everything is fine. To be able to mourn, to bawl in the presence of community without apologizing for the snot and the sound.”
“My beloved’s hair is the color of coffee /
And she drinks from the finest waters in Sefarad.”
“I didn’t know what G-d looked like until I met Him this afternoon in the bathroom mirror.”
“The fact that every natural wonder, from the sight of a rainbow to the smell of a spice, is given a brachah – the fact we are commanded to notice the world for what it is and what it offers – is such an awesome thing.”
How do I balance a romantic relationship where it’s hard to find common ground in any discussion about religion?
“They say I was grieving my loss as the only righteous woman; that sizzles my bones, as if I bought into that scathing myth we force feed our girls, that womanhood is scarce and to be monopolized.”
Shira had been texting her best friend for a long time. Maybe this will be forever, she thought. This imperfect, one-sided conversation. The world is built on longing, she remembered as she pulled one end of the gum out of her mouth, stretched it out, and stuck the end back in and pulled to make a loop.