For the last year and a half, I’ve been going through intense anxiety. It was only after looking back on my life that I was able to figure out why.
This year my daughter insisted on being a princess for Purim. Again. For her father, against “princess culture” and all that stuff… it was hard to bear.
The world says that whatever we do, we should be strong. And if it pains us to share our work, or get attacked for it, we aren’t cut out to create. Hogwash.
Enough with this idea that art and creativity are luxuries. But they are necessities. As important as science, medicine, and religion.
Unsatisfied with your community? This post is about why you desperately need one, and why being alone, with only God as your companion, is not an option.
Yes, you can ruin your shidduch chances. This is why you should do it anyway.
An experience as a 16 year old that involved dolphins, a German Lady, and a complete change in spiritual perspective.
Four lifehacks for dealing with the ultimate distraction: children.
There’s an epidemic of sick, starving artists in our nation. But thank God, there are a few people trying to feed and heal them, like my wife.
If we were truly honest with ourselves, we would be crushed by the weight of our meaningless existence. So why hasn’t that happened? (Possible triggers.)