Journal with Faigy

It’s been a minute. Let’s journal. Sivan, and my mind runs straight to Har Sinai.
I can almost hear the song…

I step out of the rainy, heavy stillness of Cheshvan and into the opaque darkness of Kislev and suddenly I’m…

I always felt bad for Cheshvan – even more so because it’s my birthday month. When I was younger, it…

Elul. The word itself feels like a soft knock on the heart. There’s a shift in the air. Maybe it’s…

I always start early… like 15 days before the month begins. There’s something about letting the new energy ferment slowly……

There’s something about Shavuos that feels soft and sacred. It doesn’t announce itself with grand rituals or endless preparation. It…

It’s a phrase I grew up on. It was definitely one of those lines that we had to memorize. Like…