I have been thinking about how very provocative it is that I, as a woman, wear a kippah and tzitziot: measured by the number of questions I get from people I know, and even people I don't. (Sometimes I don't understand: there is no way anybody would stop a stranger on a street to ask any other question, but for this, they do.) Sometimes I feel like answering; most of the time I don't.
It used to be different. For years and years, I loved the attention my Judaica got me. That's just not where I am now, though.
I do not dress the way I dress in order to field questions about Judaism. Far from it! Most of the time these days, I hate the attention, and would do anything I could to stop it...anything except not wear my kippah and tzitziot.
For you see, I firmly believe, with the deepest depths of my heart and soul, that what I am doing is right and even mandatory. I do believe all Jewish women should do this. We are adults, equal to men.
That is all.
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Tuesday, May 9, 2017
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- I am a bipolar, Jewish young adult (had my Hebrew birthday, the one I count, and turned 23 this past January) who also suffers from Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. I love life and I live for my best friends: they are my purpose and my reason for trying so hard. I remain passionately devoted to those I love; I will not let my disorders make me totally self-centered. I like to read, write, and sew. My Rabbinical school plans did not work out, and I am now hoping to go into the field of Early Childhood Education. Please note: I am currently maintaining only Carried in His Hands. Enjoy!
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