I sometimes like to think of this group as a secret Elul club, bound together by a desire to prepare for the year ahead and to find our way back, collectively, to the paths we seek...

I know that shrooming rabbis are a dime a dozen these days, but this was a year of deep discovery for me...

Pride is a funny emotion. It arrives at some of the times you’d expect it, when a child graduates from kindergarten, when a niece celebrates her bat mitzvah, when a parent is honored for their achievements...

In a year where no one will stop talking about the similarities between this moment and 1968, is it any wonder that one of the poems that I found most affecting centers on that fateful year...

Last year, during the month of Elul, my oldest child celebrated his bar mitzvah. I did not reflect on it during my prompts last year...

No prompt tonight as we enter the weekly day of rest, Shabbat. See you tomorrow for our next Daily Creative Prompt for Elul!

Recently I was watching one of my kids play Zelda on the Nintendo...

The soul accounting that we do in the month of Elul can impel us towards difficult conversations...

We recently had to take down a massive oak tree that sprawled out over our house...