By Rachel Starr-Glass

“Lech lecha me’artzecha mi’moladetech u’mebeit avicha el ha’aretz asher arecha.”

-(Gen. 12:1).

Just as Avraham, our first patriarch was told; I too heard this startling commandment. “Go to you from your land, from your birth place, and from the home of your father, to the place that I will show to you.” An omnipresent force commanded me to leave; it resonated through the walls of my mother’s mouth. As the metal wings began cutting through sky, and the wheels lost contact with solid ground, the wind was knocked out of my lungs as I realized that my world had rolled onto its back and never would anything return to the way it was. At eleven years old I traveled from Israel to the United States. The black of night swallowed the plane whole: Let there be darkness. Read the rest of this entry »