When you slept, I lay down with you. When you were cold, I was cold with you. When you had a headache, I saw and I cared.

With gratitude to the Tzlofchad women and their Torah as it continues to ripen and reveal itself in this moment through all of us.

What piece of God’s Torah can you see that no one else — even the wisest experts among us — can see?

What would it be like to sing yourself into growth instead of beating yourself into it?

No, each of us, as a creature of God, has our own well. We come batteries included.

It is the aloneness that traumatizes. And it is the accompaniment that heals.