Finding Identity In The Directions

Orca Scultpture in New Westminster, BC, Canada

I stood outside on the balcony at my friend's apartment, facing North. I began to sing a wordless tune, a devekut niggun. I pulled all the contents out of a little red bag that had once held a bottle of wine, probably as a gift from one person to another, but that now holds my pipe. A roll of green cloth. A bag of tobacco. A book of matches. I put each of these things on a chair, the only flat surface available to serve as an altar of sorts in this spot. I unrolled the green cloth carefully on … [Read more...]

Gods In-Between

"In The Gloaming" (Atkinson Grimshaw--1878)

In between day and night there is a time which is also a place.When the sun sets, but before the world has gone dark, all things fade so slowly, so imperceptibly we almost cannot notice the difference, only that something is different. The colors seem to seep from the world, trees from brown and green to grey-brown, grey-green, then grey, then black. The river below the bridge where I stood today, the hills across from that river shrouded in darkening mist, the street behind me with the rush … [Read more...]


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