Eshel Out Loud

News, Views, and Updates from the Eshel Community

Hospitality as a Central Pillar

Hospitality as a Central Pillar

“And He (Abraham) planted an eshel (tamarisk) in Beersheba, and he proclaimed there the name of the Lord, God of the universe” (Genesis 21:33). Every year, when we read Parshat Vayera, we are reminded of why we chose the eshel tree as our namesake. In the Torah, the eshel is an ancient welcome sign. In [more]
We’re Here, We’re Queer, We’re Making History

We’re Here, We’re Queer, We’re Making History

Over the past few months, Eshel has had the honor of being featured in the Capital Jewish Museum’s exhibit “LGBT Jews in the Federal City,” which celebrates more than a century of LGBTQ Jewish presence in Washington, DC. Walking through the exhibit this past week, I felt deeply moved by the stories and the legacy [more]
A Sacred Pause

A Sacred Pause

Last week, as we read Parshat Breishit, beginning the Torah reading cycle anew, I was reminded of the words of my colleague Yavilah McCoy: “Rest is an intrinsic part of life and creation.” We describe Shabbat as סוֹף מַעֲשֶׂה, בְּמַחֲשָׁבָה תְּחִלָּה - the last to be created, but first in God’s plan. Each Shabbat, we [more]
Enjoying the Fruits of Our Labor

Enjoying the Fruits of Our Labor

While we often include Sukkot in the trio of pilgrimage festivals, Sukkot is really best understood as the last act of the high holidays. After we have examined ourselves, identified and committed to improving our shortcomings, it would be too easy for us to slip back into old habits as soon as we returned to [more]
Lessons from Yonah

Lessons from Yonah

When I learned about Yom Kippur in day school, I was told of a magnificent judge in the vast heavens, passing verdicts on the other side of slowly closing gates. These verdicts determine the trajectory of our entire next year. Perhaps, if our prayers contain the requisite power, our kavanah will elevate them high enough [more]
Finding My Voice

Finding My Voice

As a closeted Orthodox kid, I internalized explicit and implicit messages about my identity that led me to self-censor various forms of expression, out of fear that doing so would expose that I was gay. Weekly, this fear would manifest at my family’s Shabbat table, a time and place usually filled with great food, bonding, [more]