Maybe-strange but true: there’s a young woman I kept seeing in dreams and meditations for several years, and I eventually deduced that she was a WWII-era, past-life version of me. I have gathered …
“For the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth — that …
When I left Auschwitz on Thursday, I was desperate to be clean. At the camp, a sporadic wind whipped the dust so hard that it stung against my legs and my face and caught in …
In Kraków. Yesterday, around lunchtime, as I hiked across town to get from one walking tour to another, I suddenly caught myself smiling — in the ghetto. I had let my mind wander, and, …