Displaying the loaves

The golden table.

Our homes harbor secrets.

It binds us, like an invisible string, to generations of Jews past and future. 

Even though it was impossible.

The truth is not that we were once strangers; the truth is that we are strangers.

Unleavened bread feeds our souls every year on Passover. 

Why does this haggadah passage call for revenge? 

Who gets to lay hands?

The Zohar reminds us of the fragility of our existence — and also our power to make a difference in the world.