Thursday, September 10, 2026

Reminder

The Book of Life and the Book of Death are open every day,
and our name is written in one or the other of them at every moment,
and then erased and written again the moment after that.
We are constantly becoming, continuously redefining ourselves.
This doesn’t just happen on Rosh Hashanah.

Alan Lew
This Is Real and You Are Completely Unprepared:
    The Days of Awe as a Journey of Transformation

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