I practiced mindfulness once before. In a group of five, we raised individual wrinkled raisins from table to tongues. Rotating the tiny mass about my mouth, my mind wandered between the dehydrated...
The sukkah is one profound place to remember the effects of global scorching on all of us.
How can we embrace the powerful exercise of Shmita in a way that is both personally meaningful and works to restore the fabric of our community?