Learning to Pray on the back of a Jet Ski
Suddenly my mind formed a prayer. “May my oneness connect with the oneness of the dolphins.” More flowed forth: “May my echad connect to my son’s joy of speed and jet power.”
Suddenly my mind formed a prayer. “May my oneness connect with the oneness of the dolphins.” More flowed forth: “May my echad connect to my son’s joy of speed and jet power.”
Principles are different from rules. Both are critically important to living a good life, but that may be where the similarity ends.
The kippah was never a challenge thrown at the world. It was a door held open.
Just as the most powerful people in ancient Israel needed guardrails, we need to make sure that our AI agents remain ethical and bounded.
But I had gone to the one place that was supposed to have to let me in, and it sent me back to the house I’d run out of.
How many experiences or adventures are we closed to because we say, “I cannot do that?”
We can find a warning against intolerance and a model for pluralism in an ancient midrashic parable.
Something in me is revealing itself as new, and I think I have never been more beautiful.
How could we navigate this tension between accepting what is and articulating what might need to change?