Our true home is not something we need to “find.” There’s no search to run, no listing portal to scour, no properties to tour.
Yom Kippur teaches us the value of forgiveness. Cultivating compassion and loving-kindness to forgive others is great. But it must start within.
How do we ask for forgiveness if we are unable to offer it to others? If we can change, isn’t it fair to assume others can also change?
Forgiveness is not merely a response to an apology; it is something we can do even without an apology.
We are living in a time when there seems to be a constant need for apology, but a lack of authentic apology. What does it mean to apologize authentically?
When it feels like everything is ending, that is the beginning.
My grandpa died on Sunday. This is the eulogy I delivered at his funeral today.