In search of a low-waste frum life.
At the end of last week’s parsha, the Torah shifts into what appears to be a long genealogical list—Esav’s wives and children, the clans of Seir, the kings of Edom. But names matter in Torah. They remind us that who we are is shaped by who came before us, and that mesorah is built step... Continue Reading →
I feel a bit of a letdown when we, during sefiras haomer, leave off from davening “mashiv haruach u’morid hageshem” in the Amidah. Those words have always touched me, evoking how HaShem’s spirit hovered on the face of the waters at the beginning of His acts of creation. Our rav, Rabbi Aaron David Lebovics, gave... Continue Reading →
The Bal Tashchit Balabusta 