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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””] What if drawing near was not the dangerous thing? What if the threshold you have been waiting outside of was always already open and the only thing keeping you from crossing it was the belief that your offering was not enough? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ TORAH AS MIRROR — WEEK 24 Vayikra – Drawing Near DEDICATED To anyone who has ever…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”4411″ img_size=”full” alignment=”center” css=””][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””]What if nothing was ever withheld from you? What if the distance you feel is not about absence but about what you have not yet allowed yourself to receive? TORAH AS MIRROR — WEEK 23 Pekudei All Under the Same Sky Dedicated to anyone longing to…

SEO Isn’t Dead… But It’s Definitely Not What It Used to Be Dhyana | Dhyzen Digital Studio If you’ve noticed your website traffic behaving a little differently lately—or you’ve searched for something and found your answer without ever clicking a link—you’re not imagining things. Search has changed. Not in a subtle, behind-the-scenes kind of way… but in a fundamental shift in how people find…

Postponing Website Updates Has Been Known to Cause Panic Most business owners have experienced this moment. You’re talking with someone about your services, or maybe you’re preparing for an event, and suddenly you realize it’s been a while since you actually looked at your own website. Not just glanced at it—but really looked. So you open it. And that’s when the quiet panic begins. Your Website…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””] What Love Looks Like So Many Things (oil pastel) How clearly do you see the people you love? And how clearly do you see yourself? The portable sanctuary the people built in the wilderness was made from many things: gold, wood, blue thread. But one of its most sacred vessels was made from something far more intimate. Mirrors. Dedicated To Adam. Thirty…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””]In a bunker in Jerusalem, I learned something about love. Ladder – Oil pastel on handmade paper. Not every ladder is sacred. The Architecture of Protection The ladder to safety was one I could not climb. What looked like escape to everyone else looked different to me. Dedicated To Addison, my son, one of the great loves of my life, who sat beside me in…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””]Erasure is easier than repair. Starting over is easier than staying. Ki Tisa is about the moment we decide which one we will choose. The Mediator (oil pastel) Healer of the brokenhearted, binder of our wounds, counter of uncountable stars, you know who we are. Psalm 51 Adapted. Dedicated To the One I choose again and again. To the covenant that outlives…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””] Intensity feels like covenant. Structure proves it. Torah as Mirror — Week 18 (Terumah) Blue Among Us Dwelling Among Dedicated To those who have known Sinai and survived shattering. To those willing to carve new tablets rather than live among fragments. To those building vessels thick enough for light. To those ready for love that dwells among. Where…

[vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”4355″ img_size=”FULL” css=””][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”4354″ img_size=”FULL” css=””][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””]Two images, one story. What if revelation means nothing if it does not change how we treat one another? What if love is not proven in intensity — but in…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””] Torah as Mirror – Week 16 (Yitro) – We Are Held[/caption] Where Structure Begins (oil pastel, chalk pastel, color pencil) We Are Held Dedicated to those whose lives have been taken in violence, to their loved ones, to those who have survived violence and carry its aftermath, and to all who are sitting with helplessness, hopelessness, or fear that feels…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””] Torah as Mirror — Week 15 (Beshalach) There are moments when explanation stops helping. Not because nothing happened — but because something already has. The Song of the Sea: “Blessed We Are” Watch the Video: “Blessed We Are” — written by Peia, sung by me, Tim Imbach, Carrie Kwasnik on vocals and guitar, Amelia Brown on drums. At the Shabbat Dinner…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””]Torah as Mirror — Week 14 (Bo) Vertically Rules (oil pastel, chalk pastel) There is a point in every story where explanation ends. Not because the truth has not been spoken, but because the system hearing it can no longer respond.   This is where Bo lives. In this portion of Torah, God tells Moses to return to Pharaoh again—after repeated refusals, after…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””] There are moments when nothing improves—and yet returning to who you were before is no longer possible. The outer facts remain stubbornly the same. The structures don’t shift. The relief doesn’t arrive. And still, something essential has begun to reorganize. No announcement. No resolution. Just a knowing that doesn’t ask permission. This reflection…

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””] For anyone walking through a season of loss or renewal may these words bring a small light…. This reflection grew out of the Blessing for the Congregation that I was honored to give at Yom Kippur. It continues that same conversation — the one between loss and renewal, between what we can’t control and what we can still bless. I wanted to find…