Eros once lit the stars— a holy ache in the fabric of things, pulling cosmos from chaos, and Adam toward Eve. She moved through gardens...

She was there when the ruach of God stirred the dust, a whisper of desire, a holy ache, woven into the soul. Before the fall, before the...

You shall love —with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your might— but we have learned to think instead. To dissect. To label....