Empty Seats
Our voices are carried by the wind, our spirits, riding the waves of ether, and our letters, penned in ink, sent across the ocean, arrive at the Kotel. Our hearts have not forgotten you, amidst the dank tunnels, bare rooms, as captives with watchful eyes peering at you twenty-four seven. Know, that we are also…
The Journey Home
In the footsteps of Abraham, across the generations of history, a four-thousand-year-old presence in the land of our dreams. Restored hope, in the rebirth of Zion, born in a day, whereof we suffered the birth pains of our fledgling nation. We have returned home, no longer to roam elsewhere, looking for false promises from man;…
Not Forgotten
The shoham stones, made of lapus lazuli, bordered in gold, were placed upon the shoulder straps of the ephod, the garment worn by the Kohein Gadol over his robe of techeilis – sky blue – colored garment. These two stones upon his shoulders had the names of the twelve tribes of Israel written upon them…
Breathing Inspiration 