Nothing

by Rabbi Misha

I’ve been immersed in thinking about nothingness, and then, at a bedtime story to Manu I came upon this. This is my inspiration for Shabbat this week.

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The End Has Dawned

by Rabbi Misha

Before I say some words about the end times, I'd like to thank all the artists, technicians, designers, curators, activists, prayer leaders, producers and directors of the Kumah Festival.

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Prayers From Rikers

by Rabbi Misha

“My son plays soccer right over there,” Shira told us as she drove us into the parking lot on route to Rikers Island. She parked the car, and our small delegation of rabbis and activists picked up our passes that will allow us to drive over the bridge and enter the jail.

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Reclaiming Hidden Voices

by Rabbi Misha

"In all the travels of the Israelites, whenever the cloud lifted from above the tabernacle, they would set out;  but if the cloud did not lift, they did not set out—until the day it lifted. So the cloud of the Lord was over the tabernacle by day, and fire was in the cloud by night, in the sight of all the Israelites during all their travels."

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Beautiful Demons

by Rabbi Misha

Purim conjures the best and worst memories. Ridiculous feasts, family gatherings, insane Jerusalem karaoke parties, drunken laughter, silly costume duos with friends, moments of the deepest honesty and most liberated dancing.

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The Activating Heart

by Rabbi Misha

One of my teachers toward ordination was a Hasidic drummer who went by Reb Dovid. Studying Talmud with him, which I was lucky enough to do weekly for seven good years, was a careful text study of ideas in the form of a whirlwind of thought.

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